"How can you be so sure? You've been saying for the past two days that it must have been homicide. Could it be that you know something?"
"It's just intuition. I always felt that there would be some problem, so I just said it. There's nothing wrong with it, right?"
"cut."
Finally, the villagers finally arrived. After a few polite words, Han Yu said: "A few days ago, because I didn't want to cause panic, I asked the village chief to hide the matter, but today, I finally found some clues.
So I asked the village chief to call everyone over."
"What are you going to do?" the village chief asked worriedly.
Han Yu's eyes were fixed on the village chief and his wife, and he said: "It's not a big deal. I just want to carry this coffin out for everyone to take a look. The truth is hidden inside."
"No, this is the law of our ancestors! It cannot be broken!" the village chief was the first to object.
Hearing what he said, Han Yu became more convinced of his reasoning: "Are you not going to let it go, or are you afraid? The truth remains here, do you want it or not?"
"If the truth is here, it doesn't matter. It's just that a son died!" He said with some excitement.
However, Han Yu could tell that he didn't care about these, but that he really cared about getting the truth out.
"Humph, you don't want the truth just because the village chief said you don't want it, right? Madam of the village chief." Han Yu bit the last two words tightly, and the smile on his face grew stronger.
"Okay, then dig it out." The village chief's wife responded. She looked very confident, probably because of the human skin.
"Great, you are indeed reasonable." Han Yu said, waving his long sword, and the coffin instantly appeared in front of everyone, "This coffin is really shallow. Do you think the body will be buried?"
Will it rot? There will be some rewards for guessing correctly."
Needless to say, Han Yu said that many people thought the body was rotten and there was nothing they could do about it because it was too shallow and the grave above was only big enough to insert the tombstone on top.
"What exactly do you want to say? I can't understand why you want to ask such a question. It seems of no use, right? Just open the lid and let everyone take a look." She said dissatisfiedly, but her face was filled with dissatisfaction.
With a trace of worry, she was afraid that Han Yu would really discover something.
"You should rest assured that this corpse is well preserved, so good that it is almost incomprehensible." Han Yu said, opening the coffin lid, revealing the corpse of "Zhang Yuemin" inside, which looked so good.
It's a bit scary, after all, under such conditions, monks will also rot.
"I think you should understand what I'm talking about this time, right?"
"You opened this place without asking for permission?"
"I may not have this habit yet. After all, this is your cemetery. I don't think the privilege of a monk is to bully these ordinary people. The only privilege of a monk is to bully idiots who are inferior to him." Han Yu said,
The tip of the long sword touched the corpse's skin.
"So, what are you going to do now? Do you want to cut the body into pieces and show it to everyone?"
"Of course not, I just want to take off this layer of skin. After all, everyone will be a little unhappy if there are two layers of skin, right?" Han Yu said, ignoring everyone's comments, and raised his long sword.
Another face appeared under the face of "Zhang Yuemin", and it was exactly the same as the village chief's wife.
"Wow, excuse me, is there anything else you want to explain? Madam, oh no, I should call you Zhang Yuemin. You are the one here, right?" Han Yu said with a smile.
"This corpse looks really similar."
"Yes, it's very similar. However, I still have a question for the village chief. Did you call her old woman or daughter this year? I'm very curious. Besides, she killed your wife.
You should know things better than anyone, right? I won’t read the letter or anything. You also remember the contents of the old things very clearly." Han Yu said, shaking out the letter.
The letter was about his motive for killing his first wife, which is ridiculous to say. It can be summed up in a few words: "You can't have children, and you have a very lenient attitude towards affairs."
"How could you..."
"There's nothing I can't do. If it weren't for the fact that I don't want to use force against ordinary people, I think I should have rushed up and pushed you to the ground for interrogation." Han Yu said disdainfully, "Then, Ms. Zhang Yuemin, what else do you want?"
Did you say that?"
"Maybe it's nothing, but I think I haven't reached a dead end yet." She said, turned around and looked like Zhang Yuemin, and there was an indigo gem in her hand. Han Yu knew what it was, and he saw it in the north of the city.
The one in the hands of the Vampires comes from Sin City. The red one is the Gem of Destruction, but the one in her hand is the Gem of Illusion.
"Is this a desperate duel? I really like this, but you have to be clear, not everyone who has a gem can exert its power. The last person was killed by me because of his arrogance.
Among the ruins, I don’t know if I can stand up now." Han Yu said, and a fist-sized sphere of Yuanli condensed above his fingertips.
"Is this what you want to say?" Zhang Yuemin said, then raised the indigo magic gem in his hand, and then the villagers present rushed towards Han Yu like crazy. Obviously, she hoped to use this
Come to escape, this is her only chance. The result of a last-ditch fight is very obvious, there is only death.
"There is another scum among the illusionists. They actually use ordinary people as shields. This is not a shameful act." Han Yu may have already jumped into the sky. For him, he wants to avoid these ordinary people.
It is as easy for people to avoid meteorites from the sky. What's more, their speed and reaction ability are probably not as high as meteorites.
"Fantasy!" Zhang Yuemin didn't think that he had time to joke with the powerful enemy in front of him. I was afraid that if he laughed twice, his life would be around this cemetery. It just so happened that the grave was originally reserved for him.
Han Yu happened to think so. It was just the right thing to kill her here. There was a cemetery and a coffin. Even the inscription had been written on the wooden board. Everything was almost ready.
At this time, Zhang Yuemin's "Fantasy Township" finally had an official effect, but it was minimal on Han Yu. The viciousness of Gensokyo's trick was just like giving a Spring Festival Gala to a waitress in a hotel, it could inspire that person
Sexual desire, but after this thing is activated, the brain is out of control and will become a puppet like those people.