"...Of course not." Rong Mo stood there for a long time before giving a stiff smile: "You guys have a really good relationship with each other."
Mu Yao said generously: "I have already had breakfast, but it seems that the pastries are really good. Thank you very much."
"Don't worry, you just like it. Once you've packed up, come out." Rong Mo left in a hurry, his back actually looking a little embarrassed.
Chen Wuchuan looked at his shadow meaningfully and involuntarily increased the strength in his hands, crushing the sweet-scented osmanthus cake to pieces.
He turned to Dongfang Mu Yao with another flattering smile: "Senior sister, what kind of pastries do you like to eat? From now on, Ah Chuan will make them for you."
"Why do you suddenly want to do it for me?"
"Because in this case, senior sister will not accept other people's things." He confessed.
Mu Yao was still thinking about his words until she came out. She really couldn't figure it out. Shouldn't Shen Wuchuan like Lin Qingli? But why did she feel that he had been flirting with her all the time, and he was still unabashedly so.
It has not yet been determined whether the missing person is related to the lost soul, and everything needs to be investigated before we can say anything.
They planned to find a breakthrough in these lost souls first and ask if there were any valuable clues.
The first man was a cowherd. When the villagers found him, his cows ran out of the house because they were hungry. When they entered the room, they found that he had been staying in the house painting these days, with words in his mouth. He muttered the words, even though he was so hungry that he almost fainted and didn't care.
They entered the yard, and the villagers tied him up early for fear that he would cause trouble, but even this could not stop him from gesticulating back and forth with his head on the ground, which was densely covered with writing.
"There are so many rare words, and the level of education is quite high. It's a shame to herd cattle." Qin Suisui said with ridicule and pity.
When the village chief saw this, he said awkwardly: "You are laughing at me, this kid is so rough, otherwise he wouldn't be herding cattle."
Bai Hua's eyes widened after hearing this for a long time: "What kind of symptom is this? It can actually make people write. It's not bad."
Mu Yao keenly saw a circle of marks on his neck and asked: "Did you abuse him?"
The village chief denied it flatly: "No, no, no, how could this happen? They are all from the village, and we still send him food every day."
"What's going on with his neck?"
The village chief said: "Ever since he got this strange disease, he has been either scribbling or clamoring for death every day. At first, we didn't take it seriously, but he wanted to hang himself. Fortunately, we discovered it in time, otherwise we wouldn't have been able to do anything. Let him live until now."
"Seeking death..." Shen Wuchuan pondered.
Rong Mo looked at the writing on the ground carefully, and could only vaguely make out a few words: "The Supreme God blessed me, rebirth and soul creation, yin creates yang, yang serves yin, cannot be violated..."
Other words were covered up or too ugly to be seen clearly. Rong Mo asked: "Do other people have this situation?"
The village chief continued: "Not necessarily, some people will be like this, and some people will burn incense and worship some god every day."
Lin Qingli came to the Cowherd and whispered a lot of words to him in a gentle voice, but he turned a deaf ear to them. He just lowered his head silently and muttered a string of words that they could not understand. Lin Qingli had no choice but to give up.
The second subject of the inquiry was a scholar. You can imagine how precious a scholar who came out of the village was. Ever since he got this disease, his family had been so anxious to seek medical treatment for him that they were almost desperate, but there was still no improvement.
When they passed by, the scholar saw three strange women, his chaotic eyes suddenly flashed with golden light, and he rushed towards them crazily: "You have come to ferry me, you have come to ferry me, hahaha, I will become an immortal soon."
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His family members came forward and held him down immediately. Qin Suisui was offended and said angrily: "What would it look like to lock him up?"
Rong Mo asked as usual: "Is he so crazy all day long?"
The scholar's mother wiped away tears and said: "I say crazy things every day, and no one can understand me."
The scholar frantically tried to break free: "I'm not crazy! I want to become an immortal. If you stop me again, I'll kill you! No one can stop me... Lord God, Lord God, save me, I want to go with you."
, I want to go with you..."
"Who is the divine king in your mouth? What is his name?" Bai Huajiu asked.
"God, the Supreme God, none of you know him! Only I am the chosen believer!" He laughed wildly.
"Has he been somewhere or met anyone before he went crazy?" Bai Huajiu crossed his arms and asked, "Also, does he have any tendency to commit suicide?"
The scholar's mother said it fluently as if she had rehearsed it hundreds of times: "My son is very diligent in order to take the exam. He goes to the city to study during the day, and in the evening he goes to the hillside of the back mountain to study under the moonlight to make up for his homework.
. It’s strange to say that since he got this disease, he has been clamoring to find some god every day. If he is not allowed to go out, he will hit the wall, but it has tortured my old bones to death.” When she said this, she burst into tears: “I have pity on me.
If this poor child knew this and would rather not read this book, how could he suffer such a terrible crime?"
Mu Yao and Chen Wuchuan went to the mountain yesterday. There were bright stars and fireflies there, and there was indeed enough light.
After asking several people one after another, they had vague guesses in their minds. At noon, they were still having dinner at the village chief's house. The village chief asked them expectantly: "I wonder how the investigation by the immortal leaders is going."
Bai Huajiu proudly expressed his analysis: "The results have been obtained. This matter must be related to the ghost clan."
The village chief's eyes lit up: "Have you found out?"
Rong Mo also agreed: "It does seem to be the style of the ghost clan. Those evil spirits are best at bewitching people's hearts. I am afraid that they are here to buy people's hearts and trick them into committing suicide and practice the ghost way. This has caused many troubles."
Bai Huajiu nodded: "Yes, and they have all been to the back mountain. I guess there must be something fishy in the back mountain." After that, he asked the others: "Who is that? Has the missing girl been to the back mountain?"
Lin Qingli thought about it carefully and then nodded: "Been there. Didn't her mother say that she often went to the back mountain to collect herbs in order to support the family?"
"Then this matter is close! It's in the back mountain! Let's take action in the afternoon without further ado."
The village chief's eyes were full of surprises: "At first, looking at the young adults, I was afraid that they wouldn't be able to solve this problem. I didn't expect that the root cause of the problem could be found so quickly. It's great."
After lunch, the group of them prepared to go into the mountain. Qiao Yan hesitated, but the village chief said worriedly: "You adults, you must be well prepared. Several immortals who came before did not investigate and find out the reason.
It also made those people go crazy even more, this time we must eradicate them."
Qin Suisui said disdainfully: "It's you who begged us to get rid of ghosts for you, it's not like we came here to do it. Don't make it seem like we owe you."
The village chief said quickly: "That's right, but I don't know what weapons the immortals have prepared. Can they be destroyed in one fell swoop?"
"I told you, do you understand?" Qin Suisui put her hands on her hips and rolled her eyes: "Do you understand the spirit sword array and the talisman?"