Listening to the sound of crackling stone water burning bones, Zhuo Yifan felt as if his bones were also being cut and scraped with a knife, as if Ling Chi was executing a knife to cut flesh. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

When Zhuo Yifan was staring at them, he found that large balls of flames kept falling from the skulls. Obviously, they can no longer withstand such smoky fire, just like a person who is facing death and destruction at the end of his life.

Looking at the flames not far from his feet, Zhuo Yifan remembered that during the Chinese New Year, his uncle Zhuo Ran often teased him and threw the cannon not far from his feet, and the current situation was very similar.

He raised his head and looked at the head of the flame that had just fallen from the left, and its hideous face seemed to be smiling at him, just as Zhuo Ran teased him and smiled at him during the New Year.

"Second uncle!"

Zhuo Yifan muttered to himself at the skull.

As soon as the words fell, the skull on the left fell out of a few flames again, rolling down at Zhuo Yifan's feet, and then the skull showed an ugly smile.

Zhuo Yifan was a little surprised, not surprised not by why the flames fell from above, but by why he shouted second uncle to the skull, and then it responded to its own soft shout as if it had a sense.

"Second uncle!"

Zhuo Yifan shouted softly at the skull on the left again, to test whether the flame just now fell by accident or because of his own soft shouting.

As soon as the words were spoken, the skull on the left fell a few more flames downward, still not far away, not far from Zhuo Yifan's feet.

Could this skull be psychic?

Zhuo Yifan was puzzled, to be exact, shocked.

As he stared at the skull on the left, the skull on the right also began to spew flames outward, more than three feet long.

This strange scene was also unheard of and unseen by him, but at this midnight, it really appeared in front of him.

"Daddy!"

Zhuo Yifan shouted softly at the skull on the right, and after finishing speaking, the skull on the right also began to fall into flames, constantly rolling towards Zhuo Yifan's feet.

Zhuo Yifan's head buzzed, as if it was about to explode, how could such a strange phenomenon occur?

Could it be that these two skulls are really father Zhuo Song and second uncle Zhuo Ran?

Zhuo Yifan couldn't imagine this result, what he had ignited for so long turned out to be the heads of his father and uncle!

No!

Zhuo Yifan shook his head vigorously, he couldn't believe this speculation, this rebellious speculation!

But whenever he called out to them, flames rolled down from their heads, and he really responded to his soft shouts.

"Daddy!"

Wanting to try again, Zhuo Yifan shouted softly to the skull on the right again.

As soon as the voice fell, the skull on the right fell into flames again, rolling straight to Zhuo Yifan's feet.

At this time, Zhuo Yifan was already a little unstable, thinking that the two skulls were his father Zhuo Song and his second uncle Zhuo Ran's idea, and now he has completely controlled his braincase.

However, emotionally he still found it difficult to accept, how could he set fire to his father and uncle's heads for so long?

How can this be done!

"Who are you?"

Zhuo Yifan shouted softly at the skull on the right again, and then raised his head to see how the skull had changed.

After waiting for a long time, there was nothing unusual about the skull, it just burned and breathed fire alone.

Zhuo Yifan was unwilling, he shouted softly at the skull on the left: "Who are you?"

After finishing speaking, the skull on the left did not change at all, and it was also breathing fire and burning alone.

Zhuo Yifan's head rang even louder, as if there were thousands of insects crawling inside, sucking his brain and brain.

He only felt that his head was beginning to pierce his heart, and his face was covered with beads of sweat the size of beans.

After a while, his mood stabilized slightly, and he said to the head on the left: "Second uncle!"

After that, the skull on the left began to fall down again, and then rolled to Zhuo Yifan's feet.

"Daddy!"

Zhuo Yifan shouted softly at the skull on the right.

Similarly, the skull on the right also began to fall down the flames and roll down to Zhuo Yifan's feet.

Seeing this scene, Zhuo Yifan fell to the ground one by one, and his breathing became more and more difficult, and his heart was even more painful.

These two skulls are the father Zhuo Song and the second uncle Zhuo Ran!

After repeated experiments, Zhuo Yifan finally figured out the truth, and he had ignited them for so long!

Looking at the two skulls, Zhuo Yifan was crying blood in his heart, his fathers who had always loved him were actually lit by himself as sky lanterns!

Who is the murderer?

Could it be Steward Mei, this was bought by him in Southwest Belvedere, although it is not a conjuring spirit.

It's impossible, Steward Mei has a good relationship with his father Zhuo Song and second uncle Zhuo Ran, he is a kind old man, he has worked hard for Zhuo Jian Villa, and he has been managing it for most of his life. Therefore, it is impossible for him to kill these people in Zhuo Jian Villa.

Besides, when Zhuo Jian Villa was baptized in blood, it was Steward Mei who kept kowtowing to those gangsters and pleading for mercy, so that they could let him go, and under his feelings, he picked up a life from the ghost gate.

If Steward Mei is really the murderer, he doesn't need to intercede for himself, just borrow a knife to kill people, just be able to cut the grass and eradicate the roots, why does he need to go to great lengths to save himself?

Zhuo Yifan shook his head again and again, denying the idea that the murderer was Steward Mei.

That murderer could be Wu An?

Zhuo Yifan guessed that it was Wu An's idea to escape from Zhuo Jian Villa in order to avoid marrying Yue Linglong. At that time, I still thought Wu An was really smart, so I didn't think much about it.

However, thinking about it now, it seems that there are many doubts in it, Wu An is a seemingly casual idea, but he kept himself away from the villa and fell into the disputes of the rivers and lakes, and it has not stopped since.

Also, giving his father Zhuo Song the idea to take out the blood-drinking sword for exhibition is also Wu An's idea, which makes more people pay attention to the prestige of the blood-drinking sword, and therefore may become the fuse for the blood-washing Zhuo Jian Villa.

Could it really be Wu An?

Zhuo Yifan was puzzled, the playmate who grew up with him since he was a child turned out to be the murderer of the bloody Zhuo Jian Villa!

However, after this idea, he quickly denied it again, on the grounds that Wu An didn't know martial arts at all, how could he kill hundreds of people in Zhuo Jian Villa?

Yes, this is indeed a doubt, a doubt that proves that Wu An is not a murderer.

He can't kill himself, can't he pay someone else to kill him?

Another voice echoed in Zhuo Yifan's mind. yes, he can hire murderers. Zhuo Yifan pondered, with a puzzled face.

And what was his motive for killing?

Father Zhuo Song and second uncle Zhuo Ran have always been good to their subordinates, especially later, they also asked Wu An to be Steward Mei's assistant and help him take care of Zhuo Jian Villa together, and his power and status are thriving, he has no reason to assassinate his master.