To say it out, that is impossible, I still have to develop.

Fang Mu put the wooden box in his hand behind and said, "I don't know anything, I'm just a coroner."

The identity of the woman in front of me is also suspicious, and the institution of Jiantiansi is also very suspicious. Fang Mu does not intend to have more contact with them.

Qing Ruowu nodded and let Fang Mu leave.

After Fang Mu left, Qing Ruowu came to the female corpse and stretched out her hand to fiddle with the female corpse's head.

As she fiddled with the head of the female corpse, the female corpse's eyelids suddenly jumped violently, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and her lips also cracked, revealing the scarlet mouth inside.

This looks like she is laughing.

Qing Ruowu said lightly: "Tonight, I'll guard you, I want to see what you do."

The female corpse seemed to hear Qing Ruowu's words, and her originally shaking eyelids suddenly opened.

The whites of the eyes inside had disappeared, and were replaced by blood red.

"The world is the way of human beings. Don't go astray and mislead yourself. It seems that you still don't understand."

Qing Ruowu's eyes became cold, and the tears moles at the corners of her eyes became even more prominent.

The female corpse's eyes closed again and her smile disappeared.

...

After a long journey, Fang Mu finally returned to his home in Dahuang Village.

A trace of true energy in his body was like fire, which made him not feel tired, and the fatigue that had not been rested all night was wiped out.

"Is this the power of this world?"

Fang Mu looked at his hand and felt that he could kill a cow with one punch.

The true energy stayed in the dantian, but it was like an arm instructing it, and it would go wherever it wanted.

"By the way, that letter."

Fang Mu took out a letter from the space and took it apart.

There were faint blood stains on the letter, and there were also blood stains on the letter paper inside, like plum blossoms falling, and the handwriting on it was clearly visible.

"I'm so scared. From the past few days, a figure appeared in the dream. He was getting closer and closer to me, holding four things in his hand."

"Every day I dream of him, the four things in his hand are getting closer and closer, I can hear crying and shouting, they are calling my name until last night..."

"I didn't dream, but I saw him standing outside the window, holding four things... He said..."

"You belong to me..."

The content of the letter paper stopped here, and there were sloppy patterns hanging on the end.

Four round circles are arranged in square shapes.

From this point of view, you can't tell what it is, except for the square arrangement.

"What does this mean..." Fang Mu touched his chin, and the content on it was blurry.

A charred smell came, and the letter paper was slowly turning into ashes.

Fang Mu let go of his hand, and the above hand was already empty.

"Who is that person...?"

The only thing that can be confirmed is that person, the one who looked at the female corpse outside the window, is probably the one who killed the female corpse.

"Uh-huh?"

At this time, Fang Mu suddenly felt a chill all over, as if he was staring at something terrifying.

The cold feeling is like the essence, not the thing of nothingness.

"Have you set my sights on me?" Fang Mu turned his head and looked around. The surroundings were quiet and there was nothing strange.

But this coldness that is like a substance is driven away like a gangrene attached to the bone.

At the beginning, the headless female corpse came to the door, and Fang Mu guessed that this moment would happen.

The cold feeling lasted for a short while and soon disappeared without a trace.

Fang Mu touched the ghost thorn and blood-stained bellyband in his arms, and put the wooden box back on the table.

Since you have entered this door and opened this world, there is nothing to be afraid of.

All that was needed was adaptation, just like when he first touched the body.

...

At night, only the bright oil lamps were flashing in the cabin.

Fang Mu sat on the stool with only three legs and picked up the wick with his hands.

The flames in the oil lamp became a little more intense, dispelling the surrounding darkness more.

Outside the window, under the moonlight, the hazy forest looked like terrifying ghost hands, constantly shaking on the window paper.

A trace of true energy in the body moved, and Fang Mu's fatigue disappeared.

It was almost the early morning, but nothing unusual was still there.

Fang Mu got up and came to the wooden bed, and sat down slowly with his back against the wall.

At this time, a sudden change occurred!

The oil lamp on the table swayed suddenly, and the originally stable light began to sway left and right.

The darkness around it seemed like a wild beast that had been choosing people to eat, slowly attacking the place where the flames shone.

The light yellow warm flame was weakening. Fang Mu turned his head to look, and the flames on the oil lamp on the table had turned green without realizing it.

Fang Mu stood up silently and reached out to take out the ghost thorn in his arms.

He still put his bloody bellyband in his arms, but he didn't take it out at all. He wanted to wait until he had no choice but to act as a backup plan. After all, five seconds of stiffness can do a lot of things.

"You belong to me...you belong to me..."

At this moment, a cold voice suddenly came to my mind outside the wooden house, which was intermittent and creepy.

The content of this voice was seen on the letter paper. When the headless female corpse was alive, she was staring at outside the window by a person, and then she said this.

Thinking of this, Fang Mu looked up and his eyebrows were beating unconsciously.

There was a figure outside the window, which was constantly distorting with the green light.

"It belongs to you? Then come?"

Although it was very dangerous now, Fang Mu felt a little excitement without realizing it, and a mixed excitement in fear.

"Click!"

At this time, the sound of bone breaking came.

The figure outside the window suddenly broke from its neck, and the figure's head fell directly, and was caught by the figure with his hands.

Fang Mu licked his lips, held the ghost thorn in his hand tightly, and walked slowly towards the window.

The more you go towards this position, the green light of the oil lamp flickers more and more frequently.

The figure raised his hand and connected his head again, making a crackling sound.

“Woo…”

Fang Mu waved out the ghost thorn in his hand, mixed with the faint howling of ghosts and wolves.

Under the circumcision of the true energy in the body, the Yin Ghost Thorn flashed with red light.

"hiss……"

The sound of the window paper being pierced came, and the ghost thorn in Fang Mu's hand penetrated the window directly, stabbing the figure behind the window.

Under the injection of a trace of true energy, a red flame flashed on the Yin Ghost Thorn, burning the window directly to ashes.

"ah--"

Behind the window paper, the well-dressed female corpse was stabbed into the chest with a sarcastic cry.

"Come on."

Fang Mu stood up and grabbed the head of the female corpse. The ghost stinged it out and stabbed the female corpse's chin in reverse. The fiery true energy instantly burned the female corpse.

"Don't you really like scary? How do you feel now?"
Chapter completed!