As soon as they heard that the murderer was inside the yurt, everyone was panicked and turned to look at the people around, fearing that the murderer would stand beside them.

Surile and Ke whispered in Timur's ear: "Are you wrong with Achong? I've checked it carefully just now. The tents are all locals and we know each other. There are no other outsiders in the camp."

Timur waved his hand and told him not to speak. He was also full of doubts, but at this time he had to support Achong.

A Chong looked at the crowds around him, and Yin and Yang hands were secretly lucky. The wide cuffs gradually bulged, as if they were filled with gas.

"Hao!"

A Chong suddenly shouted loudly and slapped the chopping board in front of him with a palm!

Everyone felt their ears tremble, and there seemed to be a wave of air on their faces.

"Hu, Hu, Hu, Hu", several horse lanterns actually went out together! Only one electric light was left in the tent emitting dim lights.

Everyone was stunned, everyone looked at A Chong together, and the tent suddenly fell into death.

A Chong took a deep breath, opened his mouth and slowly chanted: "Essence is an object, and the wandering soul is reincarnated!"

As soon as the word "sheng" was released, everyone felt a white air suddenly rise from the body, and a gust of cold wind seemed to blow in the tent, and the temperature around them dropped sharply!

"hiss"

There was a slightly fat middle-aged man in the crowd shivering.

"Finally found!"

A Chong, who was holding the chopping board, exerted force and flew into the air like a kite. He reached out to grab the shivering middle-aged man in the air.

This time, the rabbits rose and fell, and before everyone could figure out what was going on, A Chong had already grabbed the middle-aged man with one hand.

As soon as he touched the middle-aged man's shoulder, A Chong suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart - strange, he didn't respond at all!

Generally, when a person who has practiced Kung Fu is exposed to his body by external forces, his muscles will instinctively react, but this person's tentacles are soft and he seems to have no martial arts skills.

"Did I catch the wrong person?"

This thought suddenly arose in Ah Chong's mind, and he still grabbed his shoulder and pulled it with the flow. The middle-aged man was pulled out of the crowd and stood stumbled in the middle of the tent. In front of everyone, the chubby middle-aged man stood there trembling and did not dare to move.

"Isn't this Bayan? I've known him for ten years, and he will definitely not be the murderer!" Surile and Ke said loudly.

Bayan usually makes a living by doing some small business and selling small commodities. Almost everyone in the camp knows him. He is a honest man who says he is the murderer, but no one will believe it.

Obviously, A Chong caught the wrong person.

"Bayan doesn't even dare to kill sheep, how could he be the murderer?" Dai Qin said rudely from the side, his tone full of extreme dissatisfaction.

I tossed everyone up in the middle of the night, but I made such a fuss!

The white-bearded old man shook his head repeatedly, his old face wrinkled into an old orange peel, and he kept muttering something in his mouth - it was certainly not praising A Chong.

Bayan stood among the crowd, staring at everyone in a daze, as if he was frightened by this sudden change.

A Chong stared at Bayan with his eyes and whispered: "I won't read it wrong, dead people won't lie!"

Just now, he used his Yin-Yang Arm to force out the ghost of the corpse. It was midnight, and the yin energy was at its peak. The ghost of the ghost who was forced out of the spiritual orifice recognized the murderer who killed him during his lifetime and took the initiative to possess him. Bayan felt that the cold invasion of the Yin, so he shivered involuntarily. These subtle changes were seen by A Chong.

When this person was caught, he had no reaction. It only means that his skills had reached the state of unstoppable change.

"If you are not the murderer, why don't you speak?" A Chong said coldly at Bayan.

Bayan looked at A Chong with a blank expression, as if he didn't know what he was talking about.

Naya translated Achong's words in Mongolian, but Bayan still didn't respond.

"Hmph!" A Chong snorted coldly and reached out to grab Bayan's face.

Bayan seemed to be frightened and stood there motionless. When A Chong's hand was about to grab his face, he suddenly flew straight backwards.

He is faster, A Chong is faster.

A Chong shouted lightly, his arms suddenly grew longer, and he grabbed Bayan's face and tore his face off.

As everyone exclaimed, Bayan lowered his head and knocked away the person blocking the door. His fat body was like an inflatable ball, instantly disappearing between the yurts. After a while, a string of hearty laughter came from the distance:

"Hahaha! Kitano Chong, you really have the ability to recognize me!"

"Bayan"'s voice is loud and full of energy. Although he speaks while running, he does not stop at all. The sound gradually fades away. The last word "天" is already in the snow field in the distance, and the speed of running is extremely fast.

Daiqin, Surile and Ke were about to rush out to pursue him, but A Chong stopped him: "Don't go!"

"What are you afraid of? Can he run past our horses sooner?" Daiqin shouted.

A Chong shook his head: "You can't beat him."

Unexpectedly, this sentence had the opposite effect. Dai Qin pushed Achong away, and walked out with Surile and Ke.

"Get back to me! Listen to Ah Chong!" Timur stopped them with a stern expression.

Seeing that Timur was angry, Daiqin, Surile and Ke had to lower their heads and walk back. Daiqin clenched his fists and was obviously very dissatisfied.

"Brother Chong, you, you are not injured, are you?" Naya asked with concern, reaching out to help A Chong.

She saw that A Chong's arm was hanging around her, and her body seemed to be shaking slightly, worried that he would be injured by "Bayan" when he was fighting just now.

"Don't come over!" A Chong said with a serious expression, and gently turned his right hand over, and saw a slender purple ice needle between his index finger and middle finger.

When "Bayan" escaped, in order to stop A Chong's pursuit, he stabbed him back. When A Chong saw a flash of purple light, he knew that his hidden weapon was powerful. He was afraid that his dodge would accidentally hurt the others in the tent, so he had to use his right hand to take it down.

This took a huge risk. If the ice needle does not catch it or pierces the skin, the consequences will be unimaginable. Even if A Chong Yin and Yang Hand is powerful, it may not be able to withstand this strange poison.

This purple ice needle is only a few inches long and is thinner than a toothpick. Although it looks extremely sharp, it is also extremely crisp and will break if you are not careful.

The ice needle emits a purple light under the light, and you can tell it is highly toxic at first glance. Thanks to the extremely cold Yin and Yang hands of A Chong, the ice needle has not melted, otherwise the toxins will penetrate the skin, which may be life-threatening.

A Chong asked Naya to pass a piece of raw meat with blood. She swung her fingers hard and pierced the ice needle into the flesh until it reached the handle. After only a dozen seconds, the ice needle melted and disappeared, and the whole piece of raw meat had turned black and purple, which showed that the toxicity of the ice needle was so strong.

"I didn't expect Bayan to be such a person. He has lived with us for so long, but no one has noticed him. He will kill people..." Naya murmured.

"He is not Bayan."

A Chong whispered, picking up Bayan's "skin" caught from the ground and looking through it under the light - this is a very realistic silicone mask, which looks like a real person's skin.

"So amazing, so evil!" Surile and Ke took the mask from Achong and said carefully: "Since this Bayan is fake, what about the real Bayan?"

"I'm afraid I've been killed." A Chong whispered.

"Go to Bayan's place to check it out." Timur ordered. Daiqin, Surile and Ke turned around and walked out with guns. After a while, they walked back with gloomy faces and shook their heads when they looked at Timur:

"Bayan and his wife are in the tent - the man has been dead for several days and his body is frozen."

"Achong, how did you see that 'Bayan' is fake? I have known him for ten years, and I didn't see it at all when he was standing there just now!" Timur couldn't help asking.

A Chong said softly: "Actually, at the beginning, I didn't know who the murderer was. I identified him by relying on the corpse.

In the evening, I told everyone not to get close to here, but to find the right time to drive out the wandering souls in the corpse. The murderer was recognized by one of them when he was killing people. I asked you to call everyone over and take the opportunity to reincarnate the 'wandering soul' to identify the murderer."

Naya did not translate this passage from Achong to others in Mongolian, but Timur, Surile, Ke and Daiqin can understand it.

For them, the concept of "wandering soul reincarnation" has far exceeded their cognition. However, just now everyone witnessed the scene of A Chong's "soul removal", so no one questioned his words.

"But, how did you know that the murderer would come here? What if he was afraid of revealing his body and dared not come?" Surile and Ke asked.

"He will definitely come!"

A Chong said with certainty: "From his killing method, this is a very powerful profession/killer. After such experts commit crimes, they often don't rush to leave. Instead, they will return to the crime scene to observe people's reactions and find the pleasure of victory.

I asked you to speak [31 Novel Network] and say that he has found the murderer, he will definitely be very curious. This person is very confident in his own technique. He doesn't believe that I will find him, so he comes in with confidence so that he can find him."

After hearing A Chong's words, everyone looked at each other.

Daiqin turned his head and looked around with a panic look and said, "Those ghosts, are they still here?"

A Chong nodded and said sadly: "Their souls are still in a free state and cannot last long. I'll send them a ride." After saying that, she sat cross-legged on the ground and said softly:

"The Supreme Emperor's orders, to transcend your lonely soul, to conjure everything, to be grateful to all four lives... to rescue and help others, to emerge from the sea of ​​suffering, and to be reincarnated as a human..."

After reading this passage, everyone felt that the cold and cold breath in the tent seemed to slowly disappear.

Seeing A Chong doing all this, the other Mongolians in the tent didn't understand.

The white-bearded old man suddenly stood up excitedly and shouted something to Timur.

Timur had a calm face and did not speak. The white-bearded old man waved his hand and walked out with popularity. When he reached the door, he turned his head to look at A Chong, with an inexplicable fear in his angry eyes.

As soon as the old man with white beard left, the other Mongolians in the tent also walked out in groups of three or three. When they passed by A Chong, they hid far away, as if A Chong was attached to the god of death, and they were afraid of avoiding it.

After a while, only Timur, Surile and Ke, Naya, Daiqin and two tribe members were left in the tent.

Naya leaned into Achong's ear and whispered: "He said you know evil magic, it was you who brought death... Brother Chong, don't pay attention to him. If your father doesn't speak, they dare not do anything to you."

A Chong looked sad. He was really in a dilemma now. The old man with white beard was right, he was a cursed person.

If you stay here, Timur and his innocent tribe will suffer, and more people will die because of him.

Leaving here, the remaining people may not be able to escape the evil hands.

Since that person could sneak into the camp without realizing it, he could naturally disguise himself as someone else.

They have no idea where the enemy is.
Chapter completed!