This night, I had an absurd dream.

I dreamed that on the edge of a cliff, I stood side by side with a beautiful woman who looked like a fairy.

I suddenly pushed her off the cliff while she was not paying attention.

The beauty did not call for help, closed her eyes, lay down flat, falling rapidly, and even had a relief and comforting smile on the corner of her mouth.

I jumped down and hugged her waist in the air.

She shed tears, stroked my cheek in a daze, and said, "Do you still have any regrets?"

I said, "Yes."

She asked, "What?"

I said, "Have you ever heard of a sex that falls from the sky? I want to try it?"

Then, the beauty and I had a shocking sex during the fall...

A second before falling to the ground, I suddenly woke up.

I found that I was sweating profusely and even covered in cold sweat.

Although I was covered with a quilt, the air conditioner in the room was turned on very well and the temperature was only eighteen degrees.

I wiped the sweat from my forehead and carefully recalled the appearance of the girl in my dream. She seemed familiar and familiar, but I couldn't remember it no matter what.

Jiuer is very dishonest when sleeping, even more dishonest than Xiaomeng.

I lay in my arms before going to bed last night, and now I have turned my whole body in a direction, one little foot on my face, and one little foot on my chest, with saliva all over my face, and I feel so good at sleeping.

I suddenly felt shocked, thinking that it was because I was too excited to dream, so I gave Jiuer that?

Look at your pants and hold up a very tall tent. Fortunately, it doesn't seem like a sign of having sex at night.

Look at Jiuer again, she was wearing her pajamas neatly and there was no sign of being hurt.

I breathed a sigh of relief. If I really gave Jiuer something today, the twin sisters, my aunt, Sister Feng, Sister Ling'er, Sister Tangtang and Teacher Cang would definitely treat me as a beast.

Sister Wushuang will even send me to prison in person.

I looked at the time. It was just six o'clock in the morning. The twin sisters were still sleeping, and my aunt was sleeping soundly, and she was on the upper floor.

I decided not to disturb them and I would go to Santu Lane today.

I want to see what happened to the old man? He personally promised us yesterday that we would come to help catch the corpse puppet. In theory, such a master and senior should not let us go.

I got up, washed up, changed my clothes, and didn't plan to take Jiuer. Seeing that the little girl was still asleep, I opened the door and tiptoed out.

Just two steps...

Huh...

Why can't you walk anymore?

When he looked down, Jiuer was sitting on the ground, holding my thighs, and looked up at me with big eyes and smiled playfully: "Huangquan, you want to leave me again."

I was covered in dark lines: "Girl, I'll do the business. Can you play at home today? I'll be back later when I go out."

Jiuer's head was shaking like a rattle, pouting her mouth: "No...No...I don't want..."

I threatened fiercely: "If you are disobedient, my brother doesn't want you anymore and throw you to the orphanage."

Jiuer let go of the hand that was holding my legs, tilted her mouth, and looked at me pitifully.

I turned around step by step: "Go back to bed quickly, and my brother will come back when you wake up."

Jiuer ignored me and looked at me with a gaze.

Ouch, that little look, resentful...

I was a little reluctant, so I turned around and came back and pinched her chubby little face, and said, "As you, I will take you to KFc at noon... Ah, I will take you to KFC."

Jiuer still ignored me and pouted her mouth in anger. She could even tie her head to the donkey.

I made up my mind and walked outside.

As soon as he stepped out of the door, Jiuer behind him was already shouting at the top of his throat: "Huangquan, you are unfaithful! You slept with me, but you are irresponsible to me."

I almost squirted out an old blood.

Is this a four-year-old child? This is a fairy.

I quickly put my fingers beside my mouth and kept swearing: "Jiu'er... No, my aunt, don't you just want to go out with me? Isn't it okay to take you with me?"

Jiuer was extremely proud, raised her head proudly, and her face was full of smiles.

I served the little ancestor to brush his teeth and wash his face, to change his clothes, to help the little ancestor wear socks and shoes, and then carried Jiuer out.

He stopped a taxi and headed straight to Santu Lane.

As soon as I got off the bus, I frowned.

Two police cars parked at Santu Lane at the entrance of the alley.

At the end of the alley, at the entrance of Old Man Sun's coffin shop, many people were surrounded by dark people.

Three or four policemen set up cordons outside to maintain order, and several policemen also investigated and collected evidence in the coffin shop.

I hugged Jiuer and squeezed to the front. I knew the little policewoman who maintained order at the door, Wenwen, from my sister Yan Wushuang.

Wenwen saw me and said, "Huangquan? Captain is preparing to find you. Come in quickly."

I hesitated for a moment, pressed Jiuer's head and let her lie in my arms, afraid that she would be scared to see any bloody scene. But Xiao Jiuer always looked around in a dishonest way.

I entered the room, and my sister was frowning.

The coffin shop was very messy, with two paper men lying on the ground, with three coffins standing upside down in the middle, with a small head underneath and a big head above. The lid of the coffin was sealed. The three coffin was finished in the shape of a finished font, forming a circle.

A hemp rope was hanging from the head of the beam in the circle, and half of the hemp rope was rubbed with black ink and half of the red cinnabar.

It was Mr. Sun who was hanging on it alone.

There is also a square mirror flat under Mr. Sun’s feet!

The four sides of the mirror are painted with blood on the black and white impermanence...

Dead!

Mr. Sun was actually dead!

No wonder he didn't come last night, it turned out that someone killed him.

The place where the paper man fell to the ground at the door fell, a yellow cloth sack fell. The bag contained peach wood sword, black dog blood, black donkey hooves, cinnabar glutinous rice, and more than a dozen talismans...

This old man must have encountered an accident when he was about to leave to help us last night.

I frowned and looked a little ugly.

Sister Wushuang asked: "What's wrong? Do you know the deceased?"

I nodded.

Sister Wushuang said: "The shot in the chest is fatal injury. Strangely, after the deceased passed away, the murderer hung him on the beam of the house, put down three coffins, and put a square mirror under his feet. The mirror was painted in a mess. What was the motive for doing this? Could it be that the murderer was a pervert?"

I shook my head and asked, "Is there a portrait of Pixiu under the mirror?"

Wushuang was stunned: "How do you know?"

I closed my eyes and sighed.

Sister Wushuang said: "Brother, don't you know the magic of summoning souls? Come on, call the soul of the deceased and ask what's going on."

I shook my head: "There is no soul! The murderer is sinister and vicious. He is not a pervert. He has three coffins upside down, white mirrors are placed on the bottom, and he is attached to the Pixiu, swallowing the sky and the earth. This is the soul-swallowing array of divine beasts, and it is a Taoist evil technique. Only by irreconcilable enemies can others lose their souls and never be reborn."

Wushuang: "So cruel? Is there any way?"

I nodded: "Yes!"

I really have it.

I just unlocked a Taoist technique called "Lingtai Tong Ancient Immortal Art".

This magic consumed all my spiritual power and allowed me to know anything that happened within 24 hours of sleep in the past twelve hours.

Now, as long as I use this technique, I can witness the entire death of Mr. Sun!

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!