God's hexagram favorite concubine

Chapter 932 The Sound of Chopping Meat in the Middle of the Night
On this side, Xia Zishang and Sijin came to the girl's house.

He quickly broke into the courtyard, but there was no sign of the female ghost.

Just when Xia Zishang was holding her breath and concentrating on finding the direction of the female ghost, the hexagonal palace bell hanging around her waist suddenly trembled again, making a crisp jingle.

Xia Zishang looked down at the hexagonal palace bell on her waist in confusion, and then narrowed her eyes thoughtfully.

"Why is your bell ringing again?" Sijin asked puzzled.

"I don't know either." Xia Zishang's mind moved slightly, and he said quickly, "Perhaps, there is more than one grieving ghost here."

Si Jin raised her eyebrows, obviously surprised.

The two of them had just reached this point when there was a sudden thumping sound from the direction of the kitchen not far from them.

The sound seemed like someone was chopping meat with a machete. When chopping the meat, the sound of the machete slamming on the chopping board, accompanied by the crisp sound of bones being chopped, made people feel creepy.

There was a faint smell of blood in the air, and the sound of chopping meat spread far away in the silent cold night.

"Do you remember that when the aunt took us back to her house today, we passed by this family, and the aunt also introduced to us that this family is a butcher in their village, called..." Sijin said halfway, earnestly thought about it.

"Butcher Zhou?" Xia Zishang also remembered and said quickly.

Si Jin nodded, and looked suspiciously in the direction of the kitchen, "However, this week the butcher stays up most of the night, what kind of meat is he chopping?"

"Go and have a look and you'll know." Xia Zishang's clear eyes flashed a cold light, and after saying this, he walked quickly towards the kitchen.

Si Jin couldn't hold back Xia Zishang, so she had to follow obediently.

The faint moonlight in the sky projected into the kitchen. In the kitchen, a burly man was wearing a snow-white underwear, standing in front of the stove.

A strange and ferocious murderous aura appeared from the back of the man. He vigorously swung the heavy and sharp machete in his hand, and slashed vigorously.

In the silent cold night, only the loud noise of Butcher Zhou chopping meat could be heard.

Boom, boom, one after another, the sharp machete seemed to hit a person's ear.

Xia Zishang sniffed the faint smell of blood in the air, and frowned subconsciously.

The smell of blood wafting in the air smelled very strange.

Butcher Zhou sells pork, and the pig's blood has a slight meaty smell, but the bloody smell lingers in the air, but there is a hint of sourness hidden in it, not like pig's blood, but more like the smell of human blood...

There was a vague guess in Xia Zishang's mind, and then he heard Butcher Zhou drop the machete heavily as if ruthless.

Boom!
With a dull bang, Butcher Zhou dropped his machete, and the piece of meat on the stove was finally cut off, and the excess force made the piece of meat fly out.

The piece of meat was round and rolled to the ground like a ball, and rolled all the way to the kitchen entrance.

The piece of meat was so close to Xia Zishang and the two of them that they could even smell a bloody smell coming towards their faces.

By the moonlight, the two finally saw clearly.

Where is the piece of meat? It is clearly the bloody head of a woman!
Before the woman died, it seemed that she had tried her best to do something terrible. Her eyes were wide open in reluctance to die, and the broken part of her neck was cut to a bloody mess, and blood was still dripping out.

Looking carefully, the appearance of this woman is [-]-[-]% similar to the girl in the alley just now, she should be the mother of that girl.

(End of this chapter)