Mu Mu looked around and looked around, and it should be the suburbs of the city.

Because there are no obvious signs such as tall buildings wherever Mu Mu's vision goes, but you can see a light of the city in the sky in the distant northeast corner.

"Brother Qujiang?" Mu Mu shouted.

But he did not receive a response from Qujiang.

She frowned slightly. Is she an alternative soul out of her body?

Mu Mu looked around and found a small dilapidated house not far away. It looked familiar and seemed to have seen it somewhere.

And when Mu Mu walked up the ridge of the field, he suddenly understood why he looked so familiar.

That was the crime scene when Ling Xiao died.

Then this is the suburb of the south of the city.

Following the side, Mu Mu walked around to the front of the broken house. The door was covered with a faint feeling and there seemed to be no movement inside.

Suddenly, a lewd laughter suddenly came from my ears.

Here comes.

It's this voice again.

Mu Mu turned around, but found that there was nothing behind him.

Then the laughter came from behind him again. Mu Mu turned around again, and he could be sure that the sound should have come from the broken room.

A voice suppressing his throat came from behind the door and said, "I had always thought about how to use how to pull out your pure soul, but I didn't expect you to fall into the trap now."

"Do you want my soul?" Mu Mu said with a frown.

The voice behind the door replied, "Yes, you should think I can't do anything to you now, right?"

Mu Mu did not answer his question but said directly, "What do you want?"

His voice suddenly seemed a little quiet, "Do you have someone you like?"

Mu Mu frowned, and this guy's thinking was really jumping.

Mu Mu shook his head and came to his senses, "What does this have to do with you?"

But at this moment, the door was opened with a creaking sound.

I saw a figure appearing in front of Mu Mu.

Gradually, Mu Mu's gaze suddenly became blurred, and he couldn't see clearly his appearance no matter how he looked. However, he felt that he was slender, tall and thin, as if he was wearing glasses.

He walked out the door and sat on the steps. Mu Mu could feel him staring at him and sneered, "Your police uncle and his son are in my hands now. How about we make a deal?"

“What deal?”

Mu Mu frowned, trying hard to see his appearance clearly, but his eyes were as if they were covered with a layer of gauze and could not break through.

Mu Mu felt a little anxious and confused.

Does he still need to make any deals with him now?

He laughed again, this time Mu Mu was sure that his laughter and his voice were disguised.

He said leisurely, "It's very simple. If you deserve your life, I will let that policeman and that little guy go."

"Yes!" Mu Mu agreed without any hesitation.

Hearing this, he laughed again.

When Mu Mu smiled, he suddenly felt his voice sound familiar. At the moment when Mu Mu was stunned, he rushed to Mu Mu quickly, pinched Mu Mu's neck, and laughed loudly, "I didn't expect you, a fool, to be actually.

It's so easy to cheat! No one tells you that you are most afraid of being pinched by someone's neck?"

Mu Mu tried desperately to break free from his hand, but found that he was futile no matter what.

Then Mu Mu felt that he seemed to be muttering in front of him, but a burning stinging pain came from his neck.

The feeling lasted for about a minute, and he threw Mu Mu to the ground. At this time, Mu Mu felt his waist tightening, and then his eyes turned black.

Just before Mu Mu's consciousness was about to disappear, he seemed to hear Lu Yan's voice.

...

When Mu Mu woke up, he found that he was still lying on the bed, but Qujiang had long disappeared.

The candle in the room was shaking slightly, the door was covered in vain, my body was covered in sweat, and I felt that there was still a needle-like pain on my neck.

Mu Mu had difficulty getting up from the bed and found that his shoes were still on the back. He reached out and stuffed them into the storage bag, put on the shoes next to him, and walked out of the door.

The hall outside the door was pitch black and there was no light at all.

"Hey, where are the people?"

"Brother Qujiang? Brother Xiao Wang?"

Mu Mu shouted twice, but no one responded.

Strange where have you gone?

Because of the pain on my neck, Mu Mu couldn't help but cover his neck with his hands.

It was so dark outside that I couldn't see anything. I reached out to take out my cell phone and called them, but found that the cell phone disappeared at some point.

So Mu Mu turned over and went into the house to use a candlestick to light it to the front desk outside to use the phone, but the candlelight behind him had disappeared at some point.

Mu Mu's vision suddenly became zero. He walked out helplessly, and walked out until he approached the entrance of the hall. Only when the faint moonlight and car sounds came from outside, and the lights of the guard room appeared in his sight.

Mu Mu breathed a sigh of relief and walked quickly out of the gate.

But when Mu Mu came to the guard room, he found that there was no one inside.

Could it be that the guard has rested?

Mu Mu tentatively pushed down the door of the guard room, but the door was open.

Twist the door handle and walk inside vigilantly.

As soon as I entered the door, a strong smell of blood came to my nose.

Mu Mu looked around and saw the guard under the desk in front of the window lying on the ground covered in blood.

Mu Mu didn't dare to touch him, so he reached out to pick up the phone on the table and called Pu Cheng.

The phone rang twice and was connected.

"Brother Pucheng, where are you?"

His voice seemed a little wrong, with a little sadness.

Mu Mu was slightly stunned, "What the hell is wrong?"

There seemed to pause for a moment, and said in a dull tone, "Uncle Zhou is dead."

Mu Mu's brain buzzed for a moment, and it was blank.

It seems that they have forgotten to talk to Pucheng about the uncle guard.

Dead?

This is impossible.

How could Uncle Zhou die?

The sound of Pu Cheng calling his name came from the phone, and Mu Mu's tears could no longer stop flowing out, and he couldn't help but remember the scenes of being with Uncle Zhou.

Since she went down the mountain, except for her brother, Uncle Zhou has cared for him like a teacher and an elder, but he is gone now...

Because Mu Mu's voice was so stiff that he couldn't speak, he forced himself to endure the sadness and told Pu Cheng about the situation at the police station. Then he hung up the phone and sat next to the guard.

Mu Mu just sat there, his eyes were dull. Why is all this?

Did they really fail this time?

Mu Mu felt so heartbroken that he couldn't straighten his waist. Why was she so useless? Sometimes magic is even more useless!

She doesn't want to do this!

Mu Mu felt that he was about to collapse.

Yes, when Mu Mu learned that Uncle Zhou was dead, he realized that death was always so close to her and was always by her.

After missing her, Mu Mu suddenly remembered the fortune teller who was taken away by the mental hospital.

He said he had a bloody disaster, so later she encountered drowning.

But why no one told her why there are always people around her?

Just as Mu Mu bent over and was struggling with these things, a slight sigh came from his ears.

"Ren Zi gets Bing Wu, Gui Hai gets Ding Si... Yi Mao gets Xin You, but it's not a ghost... If Geng Shen gets Yi Mao, Xin You gets Jia Yin, but it's not a Yuan Chen... Bai Xiaosheng, now you don't do it, you will change it.

When will you wait!"

The moment Mu Mu heard this sound, he didn't know what kind of emotion it should be.

This is Qujiang's voice.
To be continued...