Weird Survival: Get a hundred times stronger at the beginning

Chapter 272: Black and White Impermanence
Su Yuan and Liu Yiyi had already arrived at the courtyard gate of the boy's house.

It was a simple, rustic adobe house with the door closed and locked from the inside.

Liu Yiyi asked puzzledly, "Master Daoist, why are we still hiding ourselves?"

"Convenience."

On the way here, Su Yuan was also very impressed. She said that the boy's parents might have problems, so the more concealed the investigation behind them, the better.

"But", Liu Yiyi asked puzzled, "How do we get in? Over the wall?"

She looked at the earthen wall next to her. It was more than three meters high, which was not considered high.

"You don't need to climb over the wall, you will know later, remember, don't talk after entering, remember to follow me closely."

As soon as Su Yuan finished speaking, Liu Yiyi could see him immediately, she pouted and complained, "Master Daoist, since you can let me see you, why don't you do it directly?"

Su Yuan didn't speak, but turned around, facing the gate of the courtyard.

In the next second, Su Yuan directly used Shun to enter the yard, and then he used the Spirit Lord's mark to teleport Liu Yiyi in as well.

Liu Yiyi felt that the surrounding environment changed, and then she appeared in the yard. She quickly covered her mouth, fearing that she would cry out.

She thought to herself, Taoist priest is really powerful.

In this way, the two entered without anyone noticing.

They had just entered the yard when they heard arguing in the room.

"How many times have I told you that no one can say this, no one can say it, you just don't listen! It's okay now, Xiaozi died because of this, are you satisfied!" This is a man the sound of.

It was followed by a woman, "Zhang Hu, don't you want to blame me for your son's death?"

"Whoa! Whoa, whoa!"

Immediately afterwards, the cry of the baby sounded.

Hearing the voice inside, Su Yuan thought to himself, what is the unspeakable thing in the man's mouth?

Su Yuan motioned Liu Yi to lean over, and they stood directly by the window, looking in through the small hole in the paper window.

The furnishings in the room are very simple, a table, three stools, the rest are some carpentry ornaments, and an earthen kang.

A woman in a bright red coat was sitting on the bed peeling peanuts, and a newborn baby was lying next to her, crying and screaming. The woman had no intention of bothering her.

Zhang Hu's original angry expression gradually eased after hearing the baby's cry, he frowned, "The child is crying."

"Cry, let him cry," the woman rolled her eyes, "Cry to death, wow, I don't want to live anymore, your son is dead, we can't live anymore, you just want our mother to die together !"

As she said that, she threw the peanuts on the bed out, and scattered them all over the floor.

"Wow, wow!" The baby on the bed cried louder and louder.

"You, what are you talking about?" Zhang Hu walked over, reached out and hugged the crying baby on the bed, shaking it gently, "Be good, Bao'er, don't cry, be obedient, be good, Bao'er."

The woman fell on the bed, crying, rolling her eyes and splashing.

"Stop making trouble," Zhang Hu looked at the woman on the bed with helplessness on his face, "Xianghua, I didn't mean that, alas, Xiaozai walked in a strange way, and I haven't caught the murderer until now, I feel bad .”

Hearing the man submissive, Xianghua sat up abruptly, "Oh, you died of your son, and you felt bad, so you just took your anger out on us, why? Isn't Xiaobao your son?"

Seeing that she was still making trouble for no reason, Zhang Hu turned his head away and stopped talking.

Outside the window, Liu Yiyi's small face was almost wrinkled into a bun. She muttered, "This woman is too disgusting. If you don't feel sad when your stepson is dead, you are still wearing bright red clothes, stinky woman! I guess that The child's death cannot be separated from her!"

Su Yuan glanced at her and didn't speak, but he agreed with what Liu Yiyi said.

Su Yuan looked at the woman's ugly face and thought to himself: This woman may be the breakthrough point for this mission.

At this time, Liu Yiyi leaned over and asked, "By the way, Daoist, didn't you say that the information I gave you back then had many doubts? What exactly do you mean?"

Su Yuan nodded, "I remember that when the boy's father found the boy, he had already died in that room, right?"

"Uh-huh."

Su Yuan frowned and said, "I checked the boy's body just now. Except for the traces of binding on the back, he didn't have any trauma at all. How did his father quickly confirm that the boy was dead? The most important thing is, how could a man be so coincidental? Coincidentally, when the murderer killed his son, he appeared in that wooden house?"

"That's right," Liu Yiyi nodded in agreement, and after a while she suddenly said in horror, "Could it be that he killed his son?"

Su Yuan shook his head, "At present, the clues we have obtained are not clear, and further investigation is needed."

Because there was also a survivor who could use Gu skills, the Miao Jiang girl who could use Gu skills that he had seen before appeared in Su Yuan's mind.

Don't think about that for now, this matter needs to be unraveled and pushed forward bit by bit, especially what Zhang Hu said can't be said outside.

The corner of Su Yuan's mouth raised slightly, and a good idea popped up in his mind: "I can ask Chang An to draw out their souls for questioning."

Su Yuan activated the power of imperial things to control the withered grass and fallen leaves scattered around the ground, and pasted them directly on the doors and windows, completely covering the whole house.

"What's going on? Why is it dark?" In the room, Zhang Hu turned his head and looked out.

Xianghua's face changed slightly. When she saw a layer of leaves on the window, she was so frightened that her hands and feet became cold, "Hey, what's going on here?"

Just then, there was a loud bang on their door, which opened and then closed again.

But Zhang Hu and Xianghua didn't see anything.

Xianghua got up from the bed in fright and hugged Zhang Hu.

She said tremblingly, "Zhang Hu, isn't your damn son coming back?"

"Don't talk nonsense," Zhang Hu held the baby in his arms tightly, "it may be because there is a strong wind outside, otherwise how could the leaves stick to the window."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chang An, who was wearing a white gown and drooping his signature long tongue, appeared in the room.

Another gust of wind blew in, and Chang Ming, the seductress in black, landed beside him.

"Ah! Ghost!"

Seeing them, Xianghua screamed, fainted from fright, and collapsed at Zhang Hu's feet.

Zhang Hu didn't care about her, he hugged the baby in his arms, climbed onto the bed, curled up in the corner, and kept muttering, "Don't come, don't come!"

Chang An glared at him, and said in a cold voice, "Zhang Hu, we are the emissaries of hell, black and white are impermanent, your son's death, there is a great grievance, we are ordered to come and seduce the souls of you two, so as to release you Son's grievance."

"Don't blame me, I am also for this family, don't blame me, I did nothing wrong, I did nothing wrong."

Su Yuan and Liu Yiyi also came in when the door opened. It can be seen from the man's behavior that he is also involved in the boy's death.

(End of this chapter)