"Bitch, take a good look, I'm back!"

A loud voice as thick as a man came out of Jiang Chun's mouth, which scared me. I was stunned for a moment, turned my head and saw Jiang Chun sitting cross-legged on the ground with a thick neck, shouting in a very dramatic way. If I hadn't seen it, I would have thought it was a man talking.

Such ventriloquy was amazing, and the young wife locked on the iron chair suddenly raised her head, her eyes looked at the black shadow on the white cloth in surprise, and her whole body began to tremble uncontrollably, and then her two rows of teeth chuckled like crisp rice grains. Shen Chong and I looked at each other and felt that there was a chance. However, just when we all thought that Wang Yanan was about to explain honestly, a huge force burst out from her thin body. With a sudden pull, she almost forced the handcuffs handcuffs handcuffs on the armrest of the iron chair.

But no matter how hard she struggled, the handcuffs still handcuffed the young wife firmly on the iron chair, unable to get rid of it. She also fell into madness and shouted at the black shadow: "What are you going to do when you come back? Get back and leave quickly!"

Shen Chong took the white curtain from Sister Dai Qiao's hand, and Sister Dai Qiao came forward to hug Sister Dai Qiao's manic and restless to prevent her from doing anything self-harm. I looked at Jiang Chun with a little worriedly, and saw the little girl trembling in extreme madness while simulating the man's voice and asking: "It's so cold below. I'm so unfair to die. I don't want to leave alone!"

Jiang Chun learned it vividly, and Wang Yanan seemed to believe it. While lowering her head, she muttered to herself: "You are wronged? Humph, you, a man with a cold and cold personality, you are so embarrassed to say that you are wronged, why don't you think of me?"

Jiang Chun: "You, you killed me, my father, my mother, and my brother, what do you want me to miss you?"

Wang Yanan had always been lowering her head, but when she heard the three people, she was like an angry lion trying to stand up, but it was fruitless. So she squatted on the chair and argued loudly: "Don't talk about your two parents who were killed by thousands of swords and those lustful brothers - I've been married to your Hu family for three months, your parents have never given me a good look. They think of ways to humiliate me and torture me every day. This is not counting, but they also make me faint and insult your brothers - I am marrying you, not marrying your brothers. How can you do these dirty and ugly things, let me live a woman?"

Jiang Chun: "Even if that's the case, you don't have to kill us all? I'm so dedicated, hum, you can really do this, and you're not afraid that we will come back and take you away!"

Wang Yanan suddenly shook her head desperately and said, "No, no, how is that possible? She told me that as long as you boil your heart, your souls will not come to me again - no, you are not Hu Xiaotian, you are not him. Who are you, who are you?"

Just as something was about to make a mistake, Jiang Chun quickly replied, "I am Hu Xiaotian, Yanan, take a look at me, I'm so miserable death..."

Wang Yanan wanted to hold her head with both hands, but was restricted by handcuffs. She could only hide behind the iron chair and exclaimed loudly: "You are fake, you lied to me, you lied to me..."

The subject of the interrogation was so persistently confirmed that even Jiang Chun was about to give up. However, at this moment, a three-dimensional black shadow suddenly appeared on the white cloth that Shen Chong and I were pulling. It turned into two young men, a hunched old man and an old woman. Their appearance was unstable, and dripping blood flowed down from the white cloth. Amid Wang Yanan's terrifying screams, the two seemed particularly harsh and terrifying.

Seeing these four figures, Wang Yanan seemed much calmer. She opened her eyes that were almost protruding, and there was a kind of sorrow in her weak and unsightly eyes, and she seemed to be relieved and murmured in her dreams: "By the way, seven days of soul-returning night, are you back?"

This time, it was not the sound of Jiang Chun's verbal skills, but an ethereal and unrestrained echo: "Wife, yes, the seven-day soul-returning night, we are really leaving this time. I can't worry about you, come and see you..."

It depends on you...

Look at you...

look……

This sinister sound was fundamentally different from the sound that Jiang Chun deliberately simulated. The latter was like cold water, while the former was like ice. When a pot was poured onto the top of his head, he felt a trembling all over his body, and his pores were open. He couldn't help but slamming his body. When he was shouting like a soul-like echo, Wang Yanan's eyes straightened and he murmured: "I'm sorry, sorry, I didn't mean it, but she told me that if I don't completely refine you, I will be guilty and will never be able to turn over. In the abyss of darkness, I will never be able to rest..."

Wang Yanan mentioned the "mysterious her" twice, which made us feel itchy. Shen Chong glanced at me, and that meaning made me realize that this "her" should be the key to the entire case.

Shen Chong meant that he wanted the actors I found to be able to interrogate the "her". However, I held the white cloth in my hands, and looked at Wang Yanan with a resentful look. I also felt a little guilty. I wondered whether this was Bai He who was transforming into thousands of ways or that the four dead souls were really provoked from the underworld.

Shen Chong thought everything was under my control, but I was confused. Just as we were standing there, the four black shadows on the white cloth suddenly showed their ferocious and pale faces, and became extremely ferocious. The man in the lead roared: "You slutty woman who is stinging inside and outside, it's so cold below. We are all heartless people, and we are all cold all over our body. This time we come back, we will suck the blood in your heart and use it to drive away the cold of my mother-she is old and she can't stand the pain..."

As he said this, the old woman suddenly raised her head. Next to me, I saw an old woman's face full of rotten maggots, with pink and white flesh and fleshy reptiles. One eyeball cracked from the middle, pus flowed all over her face, and the other eyeball was pulled by a red tendon thread and hung from the mouth of the eye socket.

As if I felt my gaze, the old woman turned her head and looked over. I felt a cold and cold look, as if the ice water was coming, and she shivered, and then she actually started to laugh.

I subconsciously threw away the white cloth and saw four black shadows on the cloth pounce straight towards Wang Yanan on the iron chair, while the poor little woman screamed desperately, as if she felt the malice of the whole world.

Seeing the four black shadows about to pounce on Wang Yanan, Dai Qiaojie, who was holding her tightly, suddenly moved. She saw that the bronze mirror she used last time was actually the last time. She shook slightly and actually put all the four ghosts into the mirror. Speaking of this mirror, it was really a magical thing. I once heard Lao Gui talk about it when he was chatting that every mirror is a world where virtuality and reality meet. Dai Qiaojie can control this power. Obviously, she has more skills since last time.

At first, I was a little worried that these four black shadows were transformed by Baihe. The flood washed away the Dragon King Temple. The whole family didn't know the family. As soon as they were about to speak, they grabbed their ears. Baihe next to me cursed fiercely and said, "Hey, do you know that I almost hurt those four dead souls just now. Be more at ease in the future, don't take anything to me, don't hear it?"

Others have never eaten anything with clear eyes and clear eyes. They can't see Bai He or hear her words. It was the first time I felt the great benefits of Bai He. I apologized with a smile. The little girl bragged herself proudly, and then reminded me: "For Liu Lao San's conditions, you can match me well, but you have to help me find a good family to pass away. Do you know?"

I made a promise. As soon as I coaxed the aunt back into the little sword, I saw Sister Dai Qiao holding the mirror with one hand and pulling Wang Yanan's chest with the other, and began the final psychological questioning.

Perhaps because of being scared, Shen Chong was very satisfied with the result of this interrogation. The terrifying young wife said something that made us all shudder - she killed the person, but the whole process was instigated by another woman, from how to rise up at night, kill people, to hide in the corpse, and dig out the heart of the deceased, boiled and eaten...

Everything was instigated by a woman named Jiang Xiaoya. As for where this woman was hiding and which village she belonged, even Wang Yanan couldn't say.

This woman was born out of thin air and suddenly appeared in her life. Her memory of this woman was very vague, but she obeyed her words. From a timid little wife to a demonic murderer who killed people without blinking, sheep turning into a tiger, they all followed the woman's words.

After asking for a long time, Dai Qiaojie only got a message saying that the woman was about 27 or 28 years old and was charming and beautiful. She was the most beautiful homosexual that Wang Yanan had ever seen in her life. In addition, the woman was pregnant with a child in her belly.

The soup cooked from the heart was eaten by Jiang Xiaoya and Wang Yanan during the first meal. When she was arrested, the man was still looking at him in the crowd, as if comforting her.

What did she say that day?

Oh, by the way, Jiang Xiaoya told her: "Don't be afraid, you will be able to come out soon. Then, the family will be reunited and together..."

Hum? No, reunion? How to reunion?

We all felt strange, and as soon as the words were finished, Wang Yanan's eyes suddenly protruded, and then a strange smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Bang-

Her eyes suddenly exploded.
Chapter completed!