Resurrection is resurrected and bewitching people’s hearts!

Whether it is recorded in murals or ancient books, it is enough to show that this red flying insect is raised manually.

In other words, this kind of witchcraft has been passed down.

There are still people who practice it now.

But what is the purpose of the person behind the scenes?

What Bai Xianyu is more worried about now is that she saw so many red flying insects appear before, where are those insect insects going?

Could it be to go to another village?

If the Jixi Village incident happened six years ago, it would be really troublesome.

"By the way, my husband, there is one more thing."

In order to let Chen Mu have a better understanding of the case and make a judgment, Bai Xianyu carefully stated the mysterious old woman he met who grew up on the rock wall and what the other party said.

"You said she is a witch?" Chen Mu said in surprise.

"Yes, this is how she introduced herself, saying that the fire in Wuchen Village was caused by villagers who were self-immolation in order to escape the fetus of the demon spirit. I originally wanted to ask more about the situation, but unfortunately, there was a sudden change, which caused some information to fail to ask from her."

Bai Xianyu said regretfully.

If it weren't for Yun Zhiyue's appearance and the mysterious iron chain later, more truths about Wuchen Village might have known.

"I'm sorry, Sister Yu, it's all my fault." Yun Zhiyue's fair cheeks showed a strong self-blame and ashamed. "I thought you and her were in the same group, but I didn't expect that you would ruin your affairs."

Bai Xianyu smiled like a flower and comforted her softly: "It doesn't matter, we are all stupid enough to speak of, and we feel stupid enough to death."

Seeing the teasing in the other party's words, Yun Zhiyue smiled pursed her lips.

This may become their most embarrassing memory.

They were good sisters, but they were like enemies, and they were hitting each other like shrews. They were not much better than Chen Mu's death.

"You guys are really good. Just fight, why do you scratch each other's chest?"

Hearing the conversation between the two women, Chen Mu couldn't help but complain. "I can't bear to put my strength on weekdays, afraid of hurting my baby, but you don't know how to cherish it. Do you deserve me? Have you ever considered my husband's feelings? After I go back this time, I must review myself and promise me that I must take good care of it in the future and never cause any harm. Do you understand? Next time, I can't spare you!"

"Pooh!"

"Pooh!"

Faced with Chen Mu's domineering and shameless face, the two women couldn't help but blush and spat: "When will you become your baby? Shameless!"

Chen Mu smiled and said, "It's not just mine, but my child's. In short, you should think carefully. Husband, I'm too lazy to continue teaching you. Why don't you do this? I'll give you both massage and recuperate after I go back tonight. Who told you to be my wife? It's time to be tired as a man."

"roll!"

Seeing that this guy became less and less sensible, Bai Xianyu said angrily. "You are so responsible, why is it embarrassing to hook up with your wife in front of your two wives? Which man in the world would make such a mistake? And it has been twice, and I blushed for you!"

Chen Mu covered his forehead: "Madam, don't mention this matter, my husband is really wrong."

Fearing that the woman would continue to mock her, Chen Mu quickly changed the subject and his expression was extremely serious: "If it were the old witches, Zhenzhen should have been about eleven or twelve years old when she was imprisoned, but she just looked younger. Then when we were talking to Zhenzhen just now, that girl might be lying to us."

"It's not just this little girl, but that old witch may also hide it."

White and thin feathers and red lips lightly open.

Everyone describes themselves as victims, and they seem innocent, but only they know what role they play in the tragedy nine years ago.

People are selfish.

"I still can't figure out why the scenes we saw were different at that time."

Yun Zhiyue was very puzzled.

Chen Mu closed his eyes and thought about the situation carefully, then looked at the murals on the cave wall, thought clearly, and said lightly:

"It should be the effect of the space ability of the 'thing beyond the sky'.

The little girl I saw may be the scene nine years ago. As for why we can talk to each other, it can only be classified as the ability of resentful spirits.

And if nothing unexpected happens, the girl died nine years ago.”

Thinking of the innocent and cute little girl's appearance, Chen Mu couldn't tell what it felt like, as if he was pressed by a stone.

Who is lying?

What was the truth nine years ago?

In any case, it is already a pity that a little girl was locked alone in a dark room and abandoned by her parents.

All the truth can only be explored slowly.

"Forget it, let's slowly infer it after you go out. In fact, the case is not very complicated now."

Chen Mu said lightly.

Bai Xianyu rolled her eyes and said with great depression: "This case is not complicated? I'm almost dizzy and I can't find any signs."

Chen Mu reached out to put his hand around the woman's slender waist, showing pride: "Actually, you are thinking too much and mixing all the clues together. From beginning to end, these cases are very clear."

Bai Xianyu's heart moved: "What do you mean is the case and the case separate?"

"That's right."

Chen Mu raised his chin slightly, and a charming smile appeared on his handsome cheek, "Murong's helm is a case, Yu Chou Chou is a case, Wuchen Village and Jixi Village are a case respectively. However, there is a string of threads that connect them together, so you don't seem to have a clue."

“How to say it?”

The beautiful white silk feathers' eyes showed brilliant colors.

Chen Mu patiently explained: "The case of Murong's helm master is related to Wu Mo's magical skills. He is trying to practice magical skills, but the cause of death is very likely to be vendetta. The bride, even if it is not the murderer, is closely related to the murderer.

The Yu Chou Chou Chou case is related to the Headless General, but there is no evidence now that the Headless General is the rumored General Fei Qiong. It is likely to be here to confuse the case and let Lu Tianqiong continue to search for clues.

The Wuchen Village case nine years ago is not very close to the case we are currently investigating, so we can take it slow first.

The case of villagers riots in Jixi Village is now clear, just catch the master of Gu.”

Bai Xianyu frowned: "But the problem is...the progress of these cases has not been very smooth, and there is no breakthrough."

"Remember, as long as you are clear and organized, there will be clues!"

Chen Mu smiled slightly.

Looking at the man's confident and handsome face, Bai Xianyu's emotions were also infected, showing a moving smile.

After all, this guy has never disappointed her.

"Zhiyue, is your husband amazing?"

Chen Mu stretched out his other hand and hugged Yun Zhiyue in his arms, lowered his head and kissed the other person's delicate cheek, and said with a smile.

The man hugged him from both sides, and was so happy.

One is the Grand Secretary of the Yin-Yang Sect, and the other is the powerful Mingwei Zhuque Envoy.

Any man who gets these two women is a blessing that he has cultivated for several lifetimes, but Chen Mu easily gets it. If other men know about it, it will definitely attract countless envy and jealousy.

Chen Mu's mind was floating.

When can these two lesbians sleep in the same bed, then there will be great conquest and satisfaction.

"By the way, Zhiyue, didn't you promise last time that as long as I could catch up with the Suzaku Envoy, would you be at my mercy?" Chen Mu suddenly mentioned this with a bad smile.

"I didn't say that."

Yun Zhiyue blushed with her little face and secretly glanced at Bai Xianyu on the other side. Seeing that the other party stared at her with a rush, she was embarrassed and wanted to push Chen Mu away, but Bai Xianyu held her little hand: "Sister Yun is so shy, my husband is so happy now, maybe he will be bullied by him in the future."

Yun Zhiyue's face was hot, and her eyes looked at Bai Xianyu were full of gratitude.

As a concubine, it is not easy to be accepted by the wife, not to mention that the other party is the famous Suzaku Envoy.

It also shows that Bai Xianyu loves Chen Mu to the extreme.

"Chen Mu..."

Compared to the two women who were loved by men, Su Qiaoer could only pout with her tender little mouth and her pink face was resentful.

Chen Mu said angrily: "Can you have a little wink? Can you see that I have no extra hands anymore? Hold it yourself!"

Men are so tough.

Bai Xianyu couldn't stand this guy's arrogant arrogance, and snorted coldly, twisting his bare hands around the man's waist. Yun Zhiyue, who was also very upset, also learned to pull it, and Chen Mu screamed in pain and kept begging for mercy.

After a while, the three of them continued to look for an exit in the tomb.

The passage that Yun Zhiyue walked on before disappeared with the departure of the little girl Zhenzhen, so she could only look for it.

...

Capital.

It's late at night and a faint coolness is refreshing.

The courtyard was quiet.

A beautiful moon wheel opens her beautiful eyes, and a clear and soft wave of light flows out, and she slowly floats towards the dark and clear heart of the sky.

In the room, nine-year-old Xiao Xuan'er fell asleep quietly, with a slight smile on her cute and pure little face.

Next to the bed, a flexible rope was pulled.

Mangaya, wearing a white cool skirt, lay on this long rope like a dragon girl, with her slender jade pillars folding her straight and long legs.

The slightly curly long hair fell under the rope, like a horizontal stroke of ink.

Originally, Meng Yanqing planned to sleep with Xiao Xuan'er, but she refused.

Now Xiao Xuan'er is an extremely unstable bomb. Meng Yanqing is just an ordinary person after all, and if something happens, he will regret it.

The rope swayed gently...

Mangaya's hands were laid behind his head, and his slender and graceful body swayed with the rope, which looked particularly charming under the cold moonlight coming through the window.

The woman's eyes are slightly closed and her breathing is evenly closed.

Although she seemed to be sleeping, her perception was always tense and she dared not relax at all.
To be continued...