Dao Huo'er was listless, muttering "it's too late".
While unhappily peeling candies for himself, he kicked the door with his foot, and his resentful little expression was quite cute.
Suning comforted her softly and looked around.
I swept them away from towels, toothbrushes, combs and other daily necessities one by one, then turned around and headed to the kitchen.
Feeling the inexplicable fluctuations of spiritual power in Suning's body, Dao Huo'er turned his head in surprise and said, "Anything discovered?"
The latter said in a deep voice: "I suspect there is more than one person living here."
Dao Huo'er was surprised: "Where did you see it?"
"Just because there are two towels in the bathroom?"
Suning took a few steps back and faced the bedroom and said, "It's not strange to have two towels. One to wash your face and one to wipe your feet. That makes sense."
"Including more dishes and chopsticks in the kitchen is also reasonable."
"But there is a discarded pair of winter slippers in the utility room, about forty yards."
"And now, these slippers under the bed, hehe, are actually size 44."
"The difference of four yards is not even a small difference."
Dao Huo'er retorted: "The size is too small and it doesn't fit. It's normal to throw it away."
"Besides, Chen Xuanjun is hiding here, eating and living with that master of the seventeenth level of martial arts. Aren't they just two people?"
Suning responded: "What you said makes sense, so I have to rely on other clues for my inference."
With that said, he walked outside the door and asked casually: "What is the name of the man who fell into the water and dreamed about it every night? Where is the grave?"
Dao Huo'er replied: "Li Fugen, the ninth in the third row to the west."
Suning relaxed and quickly found the other party's tomb.
In the middle of the night, one big and one small, the two of them circled the grave.
After a long while, Suning stopped in front of Li Fugen's tombstone and said: "There is a maze in the tomb. No wonder the Taoist disciples returned without success."
"What they saw was nothing but an illusion. As for the souls of the dead, they are still suffering underground."
"Someone inserted a peach tree branch specially designed to restrain ghosts into his chest and used the Yang energy to torture him day and night."
Dao Huo'er couldn't understand: "What's the point of a master from the semi-immortal realm spending so much effort to torture a kid?"
Suning said calmly: "I don't know, but you will know once you ask the person who saved the suffering."
Dao Huo'er walked forward carelessly and said, "I'll do it."
"collapse."
Waves of fire emerged and penetrated the tombstone at extremely fast speeds.
The next moment, the earth trembled, and wisps of black mist rose into the sky.
Suning said calmly: "Li Fugen, there is no need to be afraid, we are here to save you."
"Whoa whoa whoa whoa."
The fog was rolling and the wind was howling, and a middle-aged man in his fifties condensed out of thin air.
Wearing a sky-blue shroud, he was half-kneeling on the ground. His face was twisted ferociously, and he was wailing in pain.
Dao Huo'er stretched out his hand and said, "Don't worry, I'll pull out the peach wood from your body."
The man named Li Fugen shook his head in horror and said in a sharp voice: "No, we can't."
"Taomu has a secret technique set up by that person, and it has long been connected to my soul."
"Unless he personally removes it for me, no one can touch it."
"As soon as I move, I will immediately lose my mind."
Dao Huo'er probed: "Who is that person?"
"What does he look like and what is his name?"
"Have any strangers come here these days?"
Li Fugen's lips trembled, and he was about to describe it in detail.
But at this moment, a black light emerged from his chest.
"ah."
Piercing screams rang out, and white smoke billowed out from the man's body, as if he was bathing in a blazing fire.
Suning's face changed sharply and said: "No, the other party wants to silence me."
Before he finished speaking, Li Fugen's soul exploded on the spot. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared without a trace, leaving only a trace of green smoke.
"Damn it."
Dao Huo'er stepped forward, unleashing his spiritual power in all directions and said: "Shameless rats who hide their heads and shrink their tails have the ability to fight openly and honestly."
Everything was silent, no one responded.
Suning moved to the tomb next door, turned his palm over and said: "There is a dead person here, come out and see him."