Another villager responded: "Who said no, people cannot be resurrected after death, and her son can no longer come back."

The villagers' voice happened to be heard by Mrs. Xu. She rushed to everyone. The firelight was printed with her face and her eyes shone under her hair flickered wildly: "You are talking nonsense, you are talking nonsense, my son has come back, he is looking for his mother, hahaha, my son is finally going home."

The villagers didn't dare to stimulate her anymore, so they turned to look at the village chief Guyuan in embarrassment: "Village Chief, what should I do if Miss Xu?"

Village Chief Guyuan had no choice but to: "What else can I do? You can't force her back. If you hurt someone, it would be a crime. Just let her be here. Just don't disturb us to find Yan'er's broken limbs."

"If you die, go with decent appearance. You can't be incomplete. How pitiful."

Xu Anan glanced at Mrs. Xu and continued to walk forward. She went into the mountain not to look for the broken limbs, but to Zhou Yan'er's soul.

The person who was killed by accident would wander around the world for a few more days. She wanted to ask Zhou Yan'er who killed her.

Mrs. Xu did not leave, but followed the villagers laughed and made the villagers behind him feel that there was something wrong with the mountain.

"My son is really back."

Madam Xu said this inexplicably, as if confirming that she was not lying to others.

Xu Anan looked directly at her and asked, "Where is your son?"

Madam Xu's expression gradually became crazy, and she approached mysteriously: "On your head."

Everyone looked up, and a little man covered in blood hung on the branch.

The villain's eyes were wide open and his mouth was very big. The most strange thing was that this body was made up of needles and threads!

"Isn't this Xiao Ya's head?! What's going on?"

Some villagers screamed in horror. Xiao Ya was thrown into the mountains by their own hands, thinking it was the revenge of the mountain god, so they didn't dare to bury it. It's been almost half a month, but I didn't expect that I could see Xiao Ya's head here.

Some villagers suddenly burst into tears: "Isn't the black birthmark on my left hand the one from Qianqian?"

"Who did this? How did they be pieced together into one person?"

Their tone was unbelievable, and only Madam Xu looked excitedly at the villain who was blown by the wind in the air with a bag of rags blowing in the wind: "My son is back."

Village Chief Guyuan's voice trembled: "Which madman did this! This is blasphemy of the dead! He is going to hell!"

Maoling also had a pale face and looked at the little man in horror.

"ah!"

Suddenly, she fell to the ground in horror. Her husband Zhou Zhi quickly squatted down and supported her: "Lingniang, what's wrong?"

Maoling pointed at the doll that was still bleeding with her fingers tremblingly: "That body...that body belongs to Yan'er."

Zhou Zhi looked carefully and with the reflection of the fire, he saw clearly the body of the stitch, with a light red birthmark on it.

His eyes were also unbelievable. Although the child died in childhood and did not need to hold a funeral, he could just go and buried it directly, but as a father, he felt heartbroken when his good daughter died. So he spent money to get a small coffin and sent Zhou Yan'er into the soil with his own hands, so that her body would not be gnawed by the rotten insects in the mountains and forests.

But why did he buried his daughter well, and his body was sewn densely, connecting other people's heads and limbs? He was hung on a tree like a monster.

Zhou Zhi trembled his lips: "Absurd, all this is too ridiculous. Who is it? If a person dies, he will dig out a whip body."

Only Mrs. Xu raised her arms and shouted: "Son, my baby son, my mother will come to pick you up home now."

Village Chief Guyuan's eyes turned cold: "People come to control her!"

Soon a villager tied her up with a rope.

Village Chief Guyuan continued to issue an order: "There are two more people putting the things from the tree back into the village."

The villagers were puzzled: "Missar, take this..." The villagers originally wanted to say human, but this thing was sewn crookedly, neither human nor ghost, and he didn't know what to call it for a while.

"Transfer these pieced limbs back to the village." Xu Anan said, then took out a piece of talisman paper, which miraculously floated in the air in the eyes of the villagers.

Then white light spots float over the surrounding area and slowly take shape.

"This...what is this..."

The surprise in front of them had already made them feel a little incoherent. They were once the murderers in their eyes, and their image suddenly became taller.

Village Chief Guyuan exclaimed: "Are you a master who understands yin and yang and understands the five elements?"

The white light spots gradually became the shape of a little girl, and then hid into the talisman paper, which fell lightly in Xu An'an's hand, and she stuffed it into the Qiankun bag.

Mao Yuanxiu immediately reacted: "Is the one you just received just now?"

Xu Anan nodded: "That's right, it's Zhou Yan'er's soul. I just accelerated her solidification. When she wakes up, I can ask her who killed her."

Xu An settled down and continued, "It's about tomorrow."

So in this way, can we follow Zhou Yan'er's line to find the last murderer?

The villagers all cried with joy. It was great. Only by finding the real murderer could they get rid of their worries, otherwise the same murder would still happen.

Maoling walked to Xu Anan step by step, and her voice was a little hoarse: "You...you just said... is my Yan'er who entered the talisman paper?"

Xu Anan stared at her pale cheeks and curled her lips slightly: "Yes, it's her. You are connected to Zhou Yan'er's blood. You may not need my help. You can see her. Why don't I let her come out tomorrow and tell you in person, who is the one who harmed her? "

Maoling burst into tears and wet her pale cheeks. She moved her lips a few times before she could spit out a word bitterly: "Okay."

Zhou Yan'er's remaining limbs were not found because they were not in the mountains at all.

Madam Xu was locked into her home due to the instructions of the village chief Guyuan, and no one opened the door for her no matter how she shouted.

Maoling fainted before she could reach the foot of the mountain. Her husband nervously carried it back. Her mother-in-law invited the barefoot doctor in the village for her.

The Mao family followed Xu Anan, and Mao Yuanxiu's slightly deep voice sounded: "I'm sorry, we blamed you wrongly."

They saw Xu Anan's help, especially the scene of gathering souls had a great impact on them. Only when they lived so much could they see with their own eyes what a person's soul looked like. Although they could not see clearly, they knew the general outline.
Chapter completed!