Speaking of this, he stopped, his voice choked, and a few tears were spinning in his eyes. The morning light shone in, reflecting a ray of light. However, he quickly turned his head in one direction, not wanting to be seen by the two of them.

"Later." The scalpel, who was deeply attracted by this story, asked urgently.

"Later... when you sent this ring, I realized that things were really as I thought. Xiaowei killed someone. At that time, I thought she was just a mistake. Who would have thought... Who would have thought that this matter would be so weird? She was actually targeted by a ghost."

Speaking of this, he could no longer control his emotions and felt in pain when he hugged his head.

"Okay OK, don't worry, we will avenge your girlfriend." The scalpel said and stood up: "Let's go to your villa to see if there are any clues."

When Zhou Daqing heard that he was going back, his face turned green and he was afraid to go to that sad place.

"Don't worry, it's daytime now, and even if there are ghosts, they dare not come out in broad daylight." The scalpel held Zhou Daqing's hand, but found that his hand was extremely cold, as if it was a big piece of ice.

"I won't go, I won't go." He shrank his body back, and buried his head deep into his knees like a coward: "I don't want to see Xiaowei again, I'm sorry for her. If I had discovered it early, maybe she wouldn't..."

He actually burst into tears.

"Okay, since you don't want to see Xiaowei's ghost for the last time, I won't make things difficult for you anymore." As he said that, Yin Hui was about to leave with the hand holding the scalpel.

"Slowly, Master, what did you say just now?" Zhou Daqing's face, which had just cried, instantly raised from the middle of his knees, looked at Yin Hui, and asked in surprise: "You said you would meet the last time Xiaowei ghost? Are you saying true?"

He nodded barefootly.

"Let me go with you." He suddenly jumped out of the bed and followed the two of them: "I want to see her for the last time."

When they finally arrived at the luxury villa, it was already nine o'clock in the morning. The two small buns I bought for them in white coats were still more than one left. Yin Hui had no intention of having a meal. After these days of hard work, his longing for Tang Yan was unprecedentedly strong, and he always wanted to see him.

Zhou Daqing had no intention of eating, and looked out the window with a dull look. The scalpel was worried that even if he died, they would not be discovered by them.

Although the scalpel has a big appetite, after hearing the news of dead pork making meat from the radio on the car, it greatly affected its appetite and only a few of them were eaten. In the end, they were all thrown into the trash can.

The three of them slowly entered the villa and paid attention to their every move inside.

This is a suburb, so it is sparsely populated and few people pass by here. So although Xiaowei's body is lying inside the gate and can be seen clearly by passing through the road outside, no one seems to have found the traces at the scene.

Xiaowei's half-naked body was lying quietly at the stairs. If it weren't for the blood on the scene, Zhou Daqing even thought he was just asleep.

After entering, checking around, and ensuring that no one was lying in the villa, they were relieved and boldly approached the body.

Zhou Daqing looked at Xiaowei's body and knelt on the ground, bursting into tears, muttering to himself something, probably what goodbye words were.

"Scalpel, turn his body over." Yin Hui, who was holding a talisman in his hand and had a seal, was paying attention to the surroundings at any time, guarding against the attacks of ghosts.

The scalpel nodded, put away the Swiss army knife, and slowly walked to the corpse, for fear of waking up the corpse. The steps slowly fell and did not dare to step on the blood.

The scalpel couldn't bear to see the girl's tragic death. She closed her eyes and didn't dare to look, gently flipping her snake-like sexy body.

Finally, after the girl's body finally turned around and left with relief.

"Huh? What's going on?" Yin Hui also saw Xiaowei's appearance through the ghost eyes yesterday. His handsome and arrogant face left a deep impression on him, so when he saw the corpse of the old-looking woman lying on the ground, his mind was suddenly filled with endless doubts.

"What's wrong?" The scalpel slowly opened its eyes, and its eyes fell on the face of the deceased. The dense wrinkles were covered with spiders like spiders' webs, and their eyes were dug out, leaving only two big black holes, with huge mouths open and their tongue drooping, looking terrifying. The scalpel, which was unprepared, was also trembling with fear.

After hearing the two of them had a wrong tone, Zhou Daqing also opened his eyes in surprise and glanced at the dead body.

However, when I saw the dead body, Zhou Daqing collapsed directly to the ground and fell into a coma.

The scalpel was rushed up to help, but it was too late. He lay obediently on the ground, motionless.

"Hey, this kind of person... I wouldn't have brought him here if I had known it." The scalpel moved his footsteps. Zhou Daqing's body fell directly to the ground. Just now, because he couldn't hide in time, Zhou Daqing hugged his thighs.

Yin Hui's brow frowned into meatballs, and he gently leaned over, trying to find clues from the dead. Finally, he shook his head helplessly. The scalpel was exploring everywhere to see if he could gain anything.

The two of them finally got together and saw the result from each other's eyes, and couldn't help but feel extremely disappointed.

Yin Hui finally decided that the soul-summoning ceremony would attract the girl's ghost, and perhaps he could find some clues. Although he knew that the possibility was extremely slim.

Take out the soul-rejecting banner, blood wood sword, chicken blood, ink fight, talisman and other magic weapons for eliminating demons. He put these things into the hundred-sac bag in advance and can be taken out at any time when using them.

Although the scalpel seemed to look at Yin Hui taking out so many things like an alien, he did not ask questions. In his eyes, Yin Hui's work was a huge matter. Any error could cause turmoil in the world and yin and yang imbalance.

It may even threaten the entire world.

The scalpel moved Zhou Daqing away. Yin Hui ordered.

Okay. He stepped forward diligently, pressed the scalpel on his shoulder, and threw it on the sofa in the room. He sat opposite him, watching Yin Hui placing a formation at the stairs.

He chanted a series of spells, and the talisman in his hand began to burn. Then he quickly played a set of martial arts that could not be called, picked up the Blood Wood Sword and stabbed it everywhere. The air that was stabbed by the Blood Wood Sword would appear briefly in red, and it would not heal slowly as time passed.

"The fighters are all moving forward in an array!" Yin Hui jumped and waved the peach wood sword in his hand. His graceful figure turned into an agile swallow and flew around.

If you look closely, you will find that the threads extending from the Mo Dou are wrapped around his feet, and wherever he goes, the threads of the Mo Dou are wrapped around. Finally, the threads of the Mo Dou turn into a net under his tangle, which tightly wraps the space in the room.

"Buzz, buzz." Soon, the net wrapped in the thread of the ink dou actually trembled slowly, rubbing against the air and making a buzzing sound, as sharp as the sound of a ghost crying and howling.

The originally loose nerves of the scalpel immediately became alert, as tight as a line of a mow dou. At the same time, his legs leaped, his body crossed the table, and landed next to Zhou Daqing. The Swiss army knife in his hand was guarding against danger.

Fortunately, the Mo Dou bu buzzed a few times before quieting again.

"Hehe, hehe." But after less than half a minute of quietness, a strange laughter came from Mo Dou. Zhou Daqing, who woke up at the right time, stared at Mo Dou with panic and said tremblingly: "It's her, it's her voice."

"Bold demon girl, you dare to do something here in broad daylight." Yin Hui shouted and threw away the peach wood sword in his hand. However, the peach wood sword did not fall to the ground, but instead flew quickly to Mo Dou, pointing directly at Mo Dou.

"Hmph, all men in the world have the same virtue, and all the vows are bullshit. Hahaha." The voice moved from the Mo Dou to the chandelier. The peach wood sword flew next to the chandelier, and the tip of the sword pointed at the chandelier. Under the white light, the tip of the blood wood sword actually released a blood-red light.

"Xiaowei, I'm sorry for you, it's because I'm not good. It's because I'm not good." Zhou Daqing, who heard the meaning of the words, buried his head in the sofa repeatedly and kowtowed and apologized: "Is it okay to forgive me, I love you."

"Really? Daqing?" A faint voice came from the coffee table opposite, and Xuemu Jian rushed to the coffee table again: "If you love me, come and find me? It's very simple. Dig out your heart, and we can be together again in just one second. I can't do without you."

"Bold demon girl, the demonic words are confusing the crowd. Now you don't have the right to speak." Yin Hui cursed, snatched the door, grabbed the Blood Wood Sword, and controlled the female ghost: "Tell me quickly, who instructed you to dig out the heart."

"Take people's heart?" The female ghost smiled mockingly, "I am trying to free them, let go of their sins for the rest of their lives, and let the Lord forgive their sins." She paused and finally added: "If you don't believe me, ask my brother, my brother is living well in that world now."

"Your brother?" The scalpel said in confusion: "What do you mean... the person who was dug out of your heart is your brother?"

The woman smiled proudly and said, "Yes, the person whose heart was dug out by me is my brother."
Chapter completed!