Mo Hua and the other two looked at each other, and their eyes were a little shocked.

Kill people and sell corpses?

"Who did you sell it to?" Mo Hua asked.

Wang Lai stammered: "A gray-clothed masked monk... I don't know who it is..."

"You haven't seen him look?"

"I only want the spirit stone, I don't care about his appearance..."

"What else?" Mo Hua's eyes narrowed slightly.

Wang Lai was a little surprised, "What else?"

Mo Hua said: "How did you know him, how did you get involved, how did you make a deal, how did you kill people, how did you sell the corpse, everything, everything was said."

Wang Lai pulled the corner of his mouth.

Mo Hua kicked him and said fiercely:

"Don't think of lying to me, I can't hide those little thoughts from me. If I know that you lied to me, I will make you very unlucky!"

But his picturesque little face will not be scary even if it is fierce.

But Wang Lai dared not not say anything.

This little ghost has a cute face, but he can't do anything cute.

Especially those eyes, innocence, with some depth, as if they could see through their own details...

Besides, since things have come to this point, there is no need for him to hide it.

Either don’t speak, once you open your mouth, there is nothing you can’t say:

"I'm in Jinhua Street, a brothel, and I met the gray monk..."

"He is medium-sized, thin, covered with his face, can't see his appearance clearly, and his spiritual sense cannot be seen."

"He has a faint smell on his body all year round. At first I didn't know, but later I had a deal and did business. Then I realized that the smell was a dead smell, a bit cold and rotten smell."

"The first time I did a 'buying' was because I had no spirit stones."

"I bet all night the day before yesterday, but I lost all of them. The creditor asked for debts and said he would not pay it back, so I would just chop my hands."

"I was desperate, so he asked me, 'Do you want to do business?"

"I sneered. How can I earn spiritual stones in my business these days?"

"He said, not serious."

"I became interested and asked him what business he had. He asked me if I had killed someone. I said I had killed someone. He said, "It's similar to you who killed someone, but now I've killed someone and given him the body."

"I think it's unlucky, but I don't have spirit stones, I don't eat or drink, and I'm not even as good as wild dogs on the street."

"Poverty is more terrible than death."

"What's more, it's someone else who dies, and it has nothing to do with me, so I agreed."

"The first time he did this business, I killed a monk in the aisle. After killing, I cut a few more and gave him the body. He frowned and said that there should not be too many wounds except for the heart meridians, otherwise money would be deducted."

"I'm impatient, just killing someone. It's too fucking too much, but I don't have a spirit stone, so I can only listen to him."

"He explained the rules to me again..."

"A corpse of a young and strong monk, one hundred and fifty spirit stones;"

"The corpse of an elderly monk, eighty spirit stones;"

"male or female."

"There are no wounds except the heart meridians."

"If there is a wound, it will be deducted from ten to fifty spirit stones..."

“…”

"After I made a few transactions, I found that the business was not going long."

"Kill one or two, Daotingsi's lazy guys may not be able to care about it, but if you kill too many, even a fool can find you."

"At this time, the gray-clothed monk suggested that I kill the mine repairman."

"I was hesitant at first. After all, my father is a mining repairman, and I am half a mining repairman. Although I don't do good deeds on weekdays, I don't see you. I look up and see you, and I have some friendship."

"But he gave too much, I can't refuse..."

"For monks, spirit stones are real, and friendships are all fake."

"Kill a mine repairman and almost a hundred spirit stones will be earned."

"I can't even think about how many spirit stones can I earn in the end..."

"And mine repair can also produce mine repairs, and they can't kill them all in life..."

"Even if I don't kill them, they will die of old age, exhaustion, death from mineral poisoning, oppression, and death from accidents in the mine..."

"Since they are all dead, why not let me earn some spirit stones?"

"And, killing ore repair can be very hidden."

"Mining cultivation life is very hard. Just make an excuse to say that they can earn spirit stones, and they will follow you."

"The mine is secluded at night and no one comes, so it's best for killing people."

"After killing, disguised as missing, no one can find it. It can be said that it is seamless."

"But we are still a little worried, afraid of being discovered."

"So I found the family of the dead mine repairman and said I would help them with compensation."

"First, in order to cover up people's eyes and reduce suspicion, we need compensation for the mine repairs, so they will not suspect that we killed the person."

"Second, we need compensation and we can get some more spirit stones."

"One miner can earn two spiritual stones..."

Old Yu's eyes were red when he heard it, and he wanted to eat the king.

Mo Hua's expression was extremely cold, "You killed the five missing miners who were also missing?"

Wang Lai hesitated for a moment and nodded.

Mo Hua's eyes were slightly condensed, "How could they die tragically in the mine?"

Wang Lai looked a little scared, "I...I don't know either."

"I just killed them, but after killing them, I saw that there seemed to be movement in the mine..."

"I thought of the rumors about the mine and was a little scared, so I hid them in the corner first, covered them with gravel, and then found time to secretly transport the bodies out of the mine."

Wang Lai swallowed, "Yes... But when I go to look for it the next day, I will find the bodies of these five people missing..."

The ink painting's eyes are cold, "Don't you know about the Lu family mine cave?"

These five corpses were dragged into the mine by something and then eaten...

Wang Lai looked confused, "What mine?"

Mo Hua released his spiritual consciousness and peeked at the fluctuations of the spiritual consciousness of the king, and found that he was not lying.

Wang Lai... I really don't know...

"How many years have you been doing this business?" Mo Hua asked again.

"Thirty or forty years..."

The screen of Mo was expressionless, "In other words, the mine repairman who had been killed for thirty or forty years, and the mine repairman's body had been sold for thirty or forty years?"

Wang Lai swallowed, "Yes..."

Bai Zisheng couldn't help but say, "Why kill him..."

Wang Lai was shocked, "You promised to let me go."

Mo Hua's eyes gradually became colder, and her expression was no longer happy or angry, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Wang Lai felt cold in his heart.

At this moment, Mo Hua suddenly looked shocked and looked at the mine behind him.

In the mine, the dead aura suddenly became heavier.

It seemed that something gradually woke up.

The moisture condensed into water droplets, and the sound of water droplets sounded everywhere in the mine cave, strange and gloomy.

There were also subtle noises on the stone walls around.

Mo Hua's expression changed suddenly and he hurriedly said:

"Go away!"

Bai Zixi and Bai Zisheng also realized something was wrong and nodded one after another.
To be continued...