man sanctified in death row vest

Chapter 50 A new ghost: Fairy Goddess Temple!

【By concentrating your attention, you successfully see the filth in the spirit vision, and your inspiration has gained a little experience. 】

Zheng Xiu was in the mood to look at the experience level at the moment, waved away the small words of gnats impatiently, and turned to ask others.

"How could this peace talisman be under Erniang's pillow?"

The young man turned his head and saw that handsome appearance, that calm demeanor, and that majestic tone, seemed to be printed on the same mold as the master.

Zhizhi, Pingping, and Lili usually take care of the master's daily life and are very familiar with the master. Now that the young man's eyes make them subconsciously clamp their legs, they secretly think that it is the master's blood, and they can't be wrong.

If there was still some doubts before, now the evidence is solid.

Zhizhi replied honestly: "It's Er Niang who personally asked for the peace talisman for the master. I wanted to send it to prison immediately to protect the master, but there have been many murders in the imperial city recently. Come here next time to investigate and delay the matter."

"Later, the master was wronged by the 'Princess Yurun murder case' and was taken to the Wangtiantai. The Wangtiantai was heavily guarded. Even if he tried to bribe the sixth master to death, he would not accept it. He said that this rule is an iron rule. If you don’t dare to break it, you haven’t handed over the peace talisman.”

Pingping raised her hand and added: "Er Niang put it under her own pillow. After Er Niang fell ill, we checked carefully, and the safety kit was empty. There is nothing unusual."

Zheng Xiu gritted his teeth: "Er Niang has always carried this safety kit?"

Lily nodded and spoke in a crisp voice, which attracted everyone's attention: "Yes, Er Niang always tries to keep the master safe, so she always carries it with her and never lets us touch it."

wrong.

wrong.

wrong!

Empty inside is the biggest weirdness!
Zheng Xiu was very sure that there was a bunch of normal hair in this amulet.It's empty now, unless Zheng Erniang lost it herself, it will never be empty!
Recalling Erniang's previous actions, when she handed the safety kit to Zheng Xiu "last time", she repeatedly told her not to open it, otherwise it would not work. It can be seen that Erniang is superstitious about this, and she will never open it herself Walk the hair inside.

hair!

Zheng Xiu clenched the empty brocade bag tightly, approached Erniang, and stretched out his hand to grope Erniang's head.

Touching and touching, Zheng Xiu's complexion changed, he felt a small bump on the back of Zheng Erniang's head.

"Squeak! Come help!"

Zheng Xiu didn't care about pretending to be tender, and with Zhi Zhi's support, Zheng Xiu helped Erniang up and brushed away her tarnished long hair.

Zhizhi has been paying attention to the young master's actions, and he doesn't know what the meaning of this move is.

But when Zheng Xiu parted his hair, revealing Zheng Erniang's scalp.

The rouge-smeared small mouth suddenly opened into a round "O" shape, taking a big breath of cool air!

On Zheng Erniang's scalp, there was a piece of sarcoma the size of a fingernail that was slowly wriggling!
A bundle of long black hair grew from the sarcoma, and its color was more lustrous than the rest of Erniang's hair, obviously not from the same person.

Zheng Erniang suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes were dull, the five nails on her left hand swelled up, sharp as a knife, and stabbed at Zheng Xiu's neck.

"Master, be careful!"

Zhizhi's eyes turned cold, and just as Zheng Xiu wanted to react, he stretched out his hand to push away Zheng Erniang's sharp fingers.

I saw that Zhizhi's exposed lotus root arm was as clean as jade, with a hazy precious light on it, and Erniang's sharp nails fell on Zhizhi's arm, but there was no force at all, and it slid away in a blink of an eye.

With this scene right in front of his eyes, Zhi Zhi took the initiative to protect the young master, which moved Zheng Xiu very much.But this emotion was quickly washed away by this "slippery" skin.

It's too slippery!

It turns out that Zhizhi is also a thaumaturgy!
Zheng Xiu is sure that before the butterfly effect, Zhizhi's hands were definitely not that slippery.

"It's troublesome now."

Qing Shisan knocked on the cigarette rod, the smoke swirled around and condensed into different shapes behind him.

Or a beast, or a ghost, or a misty cloud.

Ji Hongou jumped down from the wall and said quickly, "We are the 'Brotherhood'!"

Qing Shisan quickly continued: "We hide in the night, we yearn for the dawn!"

Outside the courtyard, Pei Gaoya, a blood-handed scholar who heard the movement, rushed into the courtyard with his bald head. The ground shook, and he roared as he stepped forward: "Everything is false! Everything is allowed! I'm here!"

inside the house.

Jing Xuemei's eyes were fixed, she held Chang Xiao in her mouth, she was about to say something, but she seemed to be hesitating.

"Woooooo! Er Niang!" Pingping took out a Jiqin from nowhere, crying.

Lily stretched out her hand, trying to pull the weak young master away.

... not pulling.

Pingping and Bobo were also in a hurry, and they went forward together to pull the young master back.

Neither pull.

Instead, Zheng Xiu opened his hands, pushed them away at the same time, and said in a childish voice: "Stand back, don't move!"

Pingping: "No!"

Bobo: "Oh!"

Zhizhi: "Yeah!"

The Big Three of the fraternity outside the door are ready to break in.

From Erniang violently starting her hand, flicking away Erniang's sharp armour, to Master Zheng pushing the other away, everything happened in just a few breaths.

Zheng Xiu pushed them away and looked at Er Niang who was sitting on the bed with a hideous face in shock.

I saw that the whites of Erniang's eyes were covered with black hair, densely packed, looking at Zheng Xiu and others.A head of long hair soared several times, twisting like tentacles, surrounding the bed.

When everyone backed away, Erniang maintained this strange posture, without making any further moves.

Qing Shisan and Ji Hongou crossed the threshold.

"Snapped."

Behind, Pei Gaoya, who hurried in, smashed the door beam to pieces.

"Ah, sorry, sorry, sorry!"

Pei Gaoya bowed her head and apologized at a loss.

The room seemed a bit crowded, and Zheng Erniang had no next move after the strange change.

The mutated Erniang fell into a silent confrontation with the others in the house.

Although Zheng Xiu was anxious, he knew that he should not act rashly until he understood the cause and effect.

The familiar people around him showed extraordinary abilities one by one, Zheng Xiu would not be surprised even if Qingpi twisted his head off and kicked a football in front of him.

This world... has completely changed!
His eyes were fixed on the bed, and the twisted and growing hair gradually wrapped Erniang. At this moment, under the "spiritual vision", the long hair surrounding Erniang Zheng was like a blazing black flame, which slightly hurt Zheng Xiu. s eyes.

[By concentrating your mind, you managed to see a lot of filth in your spiritual vision, and your inspiration gained more experience. 】

[By concentrating your mind, you managed to see a lot of filth in your spiritual vision, and your inspiration gained more experience. 】

The experience value of [Inspiration] is rising gradually, almost every second, and in a blink of an eye, it has passed the "first glimpse of the door" and has been promoted to the realm of "small attainments".

Although the level of experience is rising, Zheng Xiu's mood is getting more and more irritable.

This was his first time, and he was unhappy because of the increase in experience.

Everyone looked at the young master, as if they were waiting for the young master to make a decision.

Just as Zheng Xiu was silent, a familiar itching came from the pimple on his forehead.

He reached out and scratched.

[You have discovered a new ghost: Xiangu Temple. 】

……

now.

Inside the Imperial City.

"Ah-ah-ah!"

The group of ravens hovering over the imperial city seemed to be disturbed at this moment, gathering in groups like a dark storm.

Ordinary people who don't know why look at the crows flying in the sky, or people who hear harsh cries inside the house, open the windows and look at the night sky.

Hundreds of ravens swarmed towards the sky above Zheng's house.

"Huh? The raven has changed!"

"It's a raven!"

"The direction of Zheng's house!"

"Hundred-headed ravens are alarmed, at least the thaumatologists of the small star rank are the ones who cast spells in the imperial city to alarm the ravens!"

"If it's the Zheng family, then it's not surprising!"

"Quickly explore!"

"Rush rush!"

"The Zheng family finally couldn't bear it anymore? Since Zheng Xiu was imprisoned, the Zheng family has always been honest and responsible. I didn't expect that tonight..."

Inside the city, the night guards lurking on the roof followed the movements of the ravens, and looked in the direction of Zheng's house in unison, with different thoughts.

A series of nimble and flexible figures moved quickly on the roof of the imperial city, in the streets and alleys.

West Market.

Big Night Treasure Pavilion.

The fat shopkeeper happily warmed up by the fire in the back room. After warming up, he walked out slowly with his hands behind his back.

He found that the secret door leading to the ice cellar had been closed and was once again covered by a curtain.

The fat shopkeeper was taken aback, thinking it would be impolite not to say goodbye to the lord, so he looked around, and soon he saw Feng Bei washing his hands by the well in the backyard.

The crows moved in the air, Feng Bei silently put on his gloves and looked at the night sky.

"That direction..."

Fengbei's left eyes were slightly focused, and he jumped up to the roof in an instant, putting on black silk gloves on the way.

"My lord, have you finished the investigation?"

Feng Bei hurriedly ran towards the direction of the Raven's change, and the voice came back calmly: "Zhou Ji's body has been investigated, and the case can be closed. The cellar is a mess, please clean it up. Feng Bei has something urgent, so I will leave first, sorry!"

When the fat shopkeeper wanted to ask more questions, Feng Bei had already disappeared into the night sky.

The fat shopkeeper opened the secret door and walked towards the ice cellar along the steps, secretly wondering how the case could be closed.

"Unexpectedly, Master Shangxian, who is in the high position of Ye Weiyang, is so gentle and polite."

Seeing such a legendary figure, the fat shopkeeper was in a good mood, and walked down the ice cellar with an oil lamp.

He was still thinking about the meaning of Feng Bei's phrase "clean up" before leaving.

In the ice cellar, fingernail-sized pieces of minced meat and bone were strewn all over the floor, square in shape.

A chill surged into the heart of the fat shopkeeper, and the oil lamp in his hand fell to his feet with a clatter.

(End of this chapter)