Chu Dong did not touch the severed head Buddha, but walked out of the small room to let Huang Yuantian see clearly. This severed head Buddha was really strange. Why was the Buddha decapitated?

There is also Buddhism in this world, which can also suppress demons and eliminate ghosts, but it is not prosperous. Emperor Dazou does not like the sect, and he feels that it affects his rule.

"Do you know this severed head Buddha?

Is there anything particular about it?”

Huang Yuantian shook his head in confusion: "Our Huang family has never had anything to do with Buddhism. Just take it for yourself, if you have practiced to your level, will you still believe in Buddhism?"

Ordinary people believe in Buddhism to seek refuge, but all magicians know that there is no omnipresent Buddha in this world, but this does not mean that Buddhism is invalid. Cultivating Buddhism to the deepest level is actually a kind of soul cultivation.

If you cultivate Yang Soul, you will be a living Buddha, so Huang Su's belief in Buddhism is outrageous. She is not an ordinary person, and Buddha does not exist at all, unless there is something special about this decapitated Buddha.

But no matter how you look at it, it looks like evil magic.

Chu Dong joked casually: "What you, the clan leader, did is a bit derelict in your duties.

You don't even know that the clan members are doing such little things right under their noses, and there are so many of them.

Are there any people whose whole family is dead, or people who live alone? Take me to see them."

"Yes! Come with me."

Huang Yuantian looked very unhappy. If it was because of his tribe's practice of evil arts that caused such a big fuss, it is indeed his problem and he must be blamed.

He took Chu Dong to the next level. The people on the fourth level were all relatively mediocre in talent, but they were still diligent in their cultivation, their strength was pretty good, and there were quite a few of them.

Moreover, the fourth floor is where real people live. The people on the upper three floors are more or less cultivators, and there are many people living alone. The popularity of the fourth floor begins to increase, and most of them are families with several members living together.

During the holidays, the upper three floors are deserted, while the lower four floors are lively and lively.

Huang Yuantian took Chu Dong to a house nearby. The house was hung with white cloths, and a thick layer of paper money was sprinkled in front of the door. The door was closed, and it looked deserted for some time.

Huang Yuantian opened the door and said with some regret: "A family of four, two twin girls, only three years old, all died in four days, alas."

Chu Dong was a little surprised when he heard that two three-year-old children had died. He quickly asked: "Are the children also dead?

Has the body been buried?”

It is impossible for children of this age to take the initiative to practice evil arts, which means that not all of the people in the Huang family who died were due to active exposure to evil arts.

Huang Yuantian pushed open the courtyard door, revealing four neat coffins, two large and two small.

"They are all here listening. You can take a look, but the methods of the autopsy... should be a little more restrained. Try to keep the whole body intact and let them go away with dignity. These two children are quite cute, but it is a pity."

Chu Dong followed Huang Yuantian into the courtyard. There were no clouds in the sky tonight. Through the moonlight, he could see the situation in the courtyard clearly. Four coffins were parked in the courtyard. The mourning hall was somewhat carelessly decorated. There were still traces of the coffins being parked there.

But apparently there were so many coffins that the mourning hall could no longer accommodate them.

Huang Yuantian walked into the mourning hall and lit all the lanterns. The white lanterns had the word "Die" written on them, which looked a bit eye-catching at this late night.

The old man said while lighting the lamp: "The first of these four to die was the man in charge of the house, half a month ago. The child on the right was the elder sister on the second day, and the younger sister on the third day.

These two children were twins, and there was some spiritual connection between them. After the sister died, the little baby cried non-stop. We also tried to find some clues through this child, but he also died the next day.

On this fourth day, she will be the wife of this family."

Chu Dong opened all four coffins. The first was the man from this family. Although his whole body was shrunken and shriveled, his hands did not have a special posture, but a state of struggle. His hands were raised upward as if trying to escape from something, a bit like

Looks like he's drowning.

He came to the second small coffin. This one must be his sister. She was dressed in silk and satin clothes, tailored to fit her body. She also had a small comb on her hair, and she looked well-groomed.

The hostess of this family must be very concerned about these two children. The two children are fat and white, and they must have never suffered any grievances. It is rare in this place. The Huang family values ​​boys over girls, and they give birth to two girls.

, it is easy to be pointed at.

But the strange thing is that the bodies of these dolls are normal and not dehydrated and atrophied. This means that they did not die due to the curse, at least the cause of death is different from that of flavonoids.

Chu Dong moved the body into the mourning hall, where the lights were brighter. The three-year-old baby was still very small, only as high as Chu Dong's legs. He first observed the baby from beginning to end. There was no obvious trauma.

, the skin color is also normal, and the eyeballs are not bloodshot.

This proves that she was not tortured when she died and died quickly.

Chu Dong shrugged his nose and said with a hint of confusion: "The breath of the living soul, but very weak, lingered around the corpse.

Or three different breaths."

Huang Yuantian frowned after hearing this. It was rare to be able to feel the breath of life that even he couldn't detect, but how many more could Chu Dong feel? This was a bit outrageous.

Chu Dong's soul can absorb all kinds of energy, and the top priority is of course the overflowing soul energy. It's like people always choose what they like first when eating, and Chu Dong can also feel the difference in different energies."

"Taste", there are indeed three different souls who have stayed here.

"Look around!"

Three clouds of black mist emerged around Chu Dong. Finally, the black mist condensed into three shady men, who raised their legs and sank into the wall to search for their souls.

Ordinary people really can't afford to keep these three ghosts. Only people like Chu Dong, who has almost broken the lifespan limit, can use them at will. You must know that every time you control a ghost to do something, it is equivalent to using a spell.

Chu Dong's Yangshou will only be cleared when he is instantly killed. As long as you give him a breath, he will slowly recover.

Chu Dong raised his head again and asked: "Did anyone else die on the night these two girls died?

And since the first death, has it never stopped for a single night?"

Huang Yuantian was still in a daze looking at the direction where the three Yinzai disappeared. Only when Chu Dong asked did he come back to his senses, "He's not dead, it's true that he hasn't stopped all night, and not everyone will shrink. More than fifty people have died."

People, about forty of them died of dehydration."
Chapter completed!