Xiao Ying also analyzed the problem from the autopsy report of Dazui Rong, quietly opened her bag and took out a few long silver needles. This reminded her of the guys in the basement. She probably used this hidden weapon to kill the two guys. Dazui Rong's eyes turned around and walked to the bed in one step. When she was about to bend down and look under the bed, she suddenly stretched out her hand from below to pick up Dazui Rong's ankle.

Damn, the murderer was indeed hidden under the bed, and he jumped out with a clever look. Xiao Ying shot out with the silver needle, and four or five needles were nailed to the man's hand. I thought to myself that these embroidered needles were pricked on a man's body, and it was useless to use it. He rushed over and kicked it up at the hand.

But when the hand fell to the ground, my buddy kicked it in the air. When I was about to stomp down, Xiao Ying smiled and said to me, "No, he has fainted."

I was stunned and still chopped the wrist hard, but it was indeed not a reaction at all.

Big Mouth Rong grabbed the arm, dragged the person out of the bed like a dead dog, and smiled and said, "Is there anesthetic on the needle?"

"Smart!" Xiao Ying praised.

This man was an old man in his fifties, with gray hair and eyes tightly closed. He seemed to have fainted by anesthetics. The man looked familiar and looked carefully. Xiao Ying recognized him and shouted to me almost at the same time: "Old Zhang!" Zhang Qingyuan, who pretended to be a school cleaner and raised Feng Lan into a long-lasting ghost.

When Lao Zai saw that his brother hated his teeth were about to break. Xiao Ying seemed very angry and stepped on his chest, bent down and pinched him among others. Lao Zai suddenly let out a breath and opened his eyes. When he saw us, his face changed drastically. He swung his arms and hit Xiao Ying's legs, but when he swung his arms, his arms drooped softly and hung down again.

"You won't have enough strength for half an hour." Xiao Ying sneered.

"Why did you kill this person? Are you trying to seize a plaque?" I asked.

Lao Zai snorted with a pale face, but he didn't give in. He closed his mouth and refused to answer. Dazui Rong laughed twice, squatted down and said, "Old guy, I have a ghost corpse pill that can make the dead corpse speak. After people eat it, will you submit?"

When Lao Zazi heard this, his face turned dark, and he was so scared that he trembled with his mouth: "You, are you Zhu Youke?" What is Zhu Youke? I couldn't help but be curious.

"It's half a Zhu Youke." Big Mouth Rong grinned and smiled sinisterly, "This kind of medicine is very expensive. If you answer well, I'll let you take it."

Lao Zai was immediately convinced, looked up at me and Xiao Ying and said, "I didn't kill this person. When I came, the man had just died. The murderer passed by me and ran away!"

"Fart!" I kicked him on the cheek, causing blood to spill out of the corner of the muddy mouth. "It's reliable to lie, do you think we will believe your nonsense?"

Lao Zai's face was in pain and his muscles spasmed, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Believe it or not, I didn't lie. After the murderer killed someone, he rushed to a high building on the left and entered the window on the second floor. I was going to chase after him, but it happened that you came at this time, so I had to go back to the house to hide."

"It seems that you will be willing to tell the truth after giving you a ghost corpse pill." Dazui Rong said as he took out a small black porcelain bottle from his pocket.

Lao Zai was so scared that his whole body trembled, and said in a panic: "Everything I said is the truth, don't torture me like this!"

The guy was afraid that Lao Zazi would be like this, so he couldn't help but be interested in the Ghost Corpse Pill. He didn't look like he was lying. He didn't think he could climb up the second floor and felt that he couldn't do it. He stretched his feet and tried to kick the position and asked, "What does that person look like? Do you know?"

"I didn't see clearly. At that time, he sprinkled a handful of white powder, which made me unable to open my eyes. In the end, I only saw a black shadow disappearing into a window on the second floor on the left."

"Then why did you come?" I asked.

Lao Zai Shu confessed: "I came from Qianlong's imperial calligraphy!"

I looked around and looked down at the corners of the house, and then looked down at the bed. There was no sign under the bed. The murderer must have taken it away. I snorted coldly and asked him: "What secret is hidden in this plaque that has attracted so many people to compete?" This question made my buddy wonder why no one was optimistic about it when he was hung in the old man who died in Handan?

"I don't know much, either. I heard today that this plaque has something to do with the Ghost King's Coffin."

It's the Ghost King's Coffin again, isn't that in the Ghost King's tomb in Juehu Village? The coffin is not the Ghost King, but the ghost of a dead girl. My buddy is not interested in this thing, and just wants to get Qu Yuan's whereabouts. But this clue is broken again. Whose bastard is the one who doesn't bloom?

Just as he was thinking, the dead girl suddenly shouted: "A ghost handsome came. Guiqi raised by the old bastard, go quickly!"

At that time, Feng Lan was beaten by this old bastard and Guishuai and fled in panic, which showed that this thing was not easy to mess with. I quickly winked with Xiao Ying and Dazuirong, and was about to pull the door to retreat. But the door opened without wind, and it hit the wall with a bang, followed by a cold and cold aura, and the door immediately clanged and closed it tightly.

"I can't leave anymore, the ghost coach has come in!" The dead girl said anxiously.

Dazuirong felt something wrong with this yin energy and immediately grabbed a red rope and a yellow talisman from his pocket. The dead girl said that the corpse-driver does not just know how to control zombies. They also have unique attainments in soul-driven control. Because the corpse you are driving must have souls to walk on your own, so there are many powerful means of suppressing the soul.

"Come on, pull this ghost handsome into the underworld and let Big Mouth Rong wait for an opportunity to start!" said the dead girl.

I hurriedly closed my eyes and chanted the spell, and quickly entered the spiritual path. Damn, this turned out to be a ghost handsome. It was so scary that I almost scared my buddy!

This is a male ghost. A monster-shaped sarcoma bulges on his pale forehead. The thing has a nose and eyeballs, which is even more terrifying than this grimace. Although the ghost handsome face is pale, it reveals a blue-gray background, with a hooked nose and red lips, and a pair of green and green eyes flashing alternately, emitting extremely ferocious eyes. Cooperating with the gloomy wind and mist on the way to the underworld, the buddy took a breath of cold air at a glance, and his legs were a little weak.

This dead thing stared at me and didn't say anything. I didn't know what the hell was thinking. I swallowed and said, "Hey, buddy, your mother asked you to go back for dinner!" I didn't know what to say, but this sentence popped up.
Chapter completed!