Devil Lord, You Lose Your Soul

"Mao Qi, what's the matter?" Shen Qing's voice sounded from behind.

Mao Qi's body was stiff, but her tone was still calm. She said, "there seems to be some movement outside."

After a pause, she naturally asked: "master, are you noisy?"

"It was so hot that I didn't fall asleep." Shen Qing said, "just think about things with your eyes closed."

Mao Qi's body became more stiff. He kept remembering in his mind. When he just took out his jade card to think about things, did Shen Qingshi open his eyes and see it.

But after thinking about it for a long time, she was not sure.

"Master, let's go out and have a look." Mao Qi couldn't stay any longer. He got up and said to Shen Qing. Without waiting for Shen Qing's reaction, he opened a crack in the door and saw that a dark shadow outside flashed into a room. She also flashed out.

After Maoqi went out, Shen Qingshi did not continue to sit on the bed. He lifted the quilt and went to the couch where Maoqi had just been lying.

There was no candle in the room. His face was hidden in the dark. He couldn't see what his expression was and what he was thinking.

A moment later, the light in the yard was bright, and there was a scream.

"What's the matter? What happened? " Liu Xiu and Xi'er came out of the room in a hurry with sleepiness on their faces.

Many people, like them, were awakened in their sleep.

There are still some people hiding in the room, only opened a crack, peeping out what happened.

"Dead again." The voice of panic and uneasiness sounded from the front. At this moment, boundless fear poured out of the darkness and penetrated into everyone's heart.

Xi'er holds Liu Xiu's arm and cries in fear.

Although Liu Xiu's face turned white with fright, she still swallowed and asked, "who Who died? "

As she asked, she tried to go there. The dead man was lying in the yard. There were several people around. Liu Xiu came near, and the first thing she saw was the dead man's head.

With her hair in a bun, she was obviously a woman. The woman's hairpin fell beside her. Liu Xiu looked at it and felt familiar.

"Good I think it's Mrs. Zhao. " Xi'er saw the hairpin with sharp eyes. She recognized it at a glance, because the hairpin was given to Mrs. Zhao by Mr. Zhao. When Xi'er knew this, she was jealous for a long time and remembered the appearance of the hairpin.

"How could it be?" Although Liu Xiu didn't believe what she said, she dragged Xi'er closer. When she came to the body, she finally saw the face of the corpse.

It's Mrs. Zhao. No doubt, she took her hand to comfort her in the afternoon. She even asked Mr. Zhao to take more food and ask them to eat together.

Mrs. Zhao, who was still alive before going to bed, is now lying in the yard with a bruise on her neck. The rope around her neck has not been taken off.

People with a clear eye can see that Mrs. Zhao was strangled.

Mr. Zhao was sitting beside Mrs. Zhao. He was only wearing a single dress. He was supposed to be sleeping.

"Sister Zhao! Sister Zhao Liu Xiu shakes off Xi'er's hand and is about to pounce on Mrs. Zhao. She is caught by one hand.

"This girl, you'd better wait for Constable Feng to come. If the murderer leaves any evidence, you will lose it." Liu Xiu was well advised by the man who held her.

But Liu Xiu glared at the man and said angrily: "can sister Zhao lie here? How cold she is