Stealing the Hero’s Cool Script

"What did you say?" Zhong Pu asked.

Xueji hugged her shoulders tightly, lowered his eyes wearily, and looked very listless, "The beast soul in the spiritual monument told me, let me be careful."

Zhong Pu could hear something was wrong in her voice, "Sleepy?"

"Hmm..." She nodded, and fell asleep with her face tilted into her fluffy hair, "Xiao Pu is so warm."

Zhong Pu felt that there was something wrong with her voice, so he went back to the hut at a faster speed, and put her down on the bed.

Teng Jingjie, who was sitting with his legs crossed and looking at the moon, frowned as soon as they entered the door, "Where have you been, it smells bad."

Zhong Pu smelled himself, "Is there any, we just went to the suspension bridge to check the situation."

"What's wrong with the little one." Teng Jingjie got down from the window sill.

Zhong Pu was about to say that it was just a slight scratch and nothing serious, but when the trousers were rolled up to his knees, both of them were stunned.

Snow's knees, with the wound as the center, expanded to a range of about a palm, and the skin in this part rotted and turned dark brown.

"Marsh gas?" Teng Jingjie identified the source of the black gas next to the wound, "How could she be poisoned by marsh?"

You must know that Xueji usually plays with marsh poison like a child playing with a rattle drum. If you want to say who has the highest tolerance to marsh gas, she must be the first.

Such a physique, how could he be poisoned by the swamp.

In fact, Zhong Pu felt that the events of the evening were all strange one after the other, so he quickly told Teng Jingjie what happened.

"She obviously just tripped over a tree. I saw the wound at the time, it was just an ordinary abrasion, and I didn't smell marsh gas."

"No, what you mentioned just now is Shen..."

"Shen Nanxing."

"Yes." Teng Jingjie said seriously, "There are too many mysteries about her."

"When you said that, I remembered that after Xueji fell, it was Shen Nanxing who touched her first."

Both of them are experienced beast masters. They have seen Haoyue's Gu poison and Posei's witchcraft. They know that even if they only touch for a few seconds, someone can give the poison silently.

"Jiang Zhi." Zhong Pu quickly summoned his own beast soul.

A grass-green stone turtle appeared in response. It blinked its mung bean eyes, and before Zhong Pu gave orders, it said very sensiblely, "Master, you go, I will stay here and take care of Xueji sister."

"Well, protect her." Zhong Pu patted its head, "We'll be back soon."

"it is good."

After arranging the snow accumulation, the two looked at each other tacitly, raised their hands to prop up the window neatly, and turned directly down from the second floor.

In the night, two human figures that were so fast that only shadows remained passed through the house, heading straight for the cliff of the suspension bridge.

Before reaching the place, Teng Jingjie borrowed the telescope on his right arm and saw the methane gas in the distance.

"What's the matter, when Xueji and I came here just now, we didn't smell the smell of marsh gas at all." Zhong Pu stopped.

Teng Jingjie flicked his right hand, conjured up a large machete in his hand, and approached slowly with a dignified expression.

"No." She suddenly lowered her armed arm, turned around and said to Zhong Pu, "You can smell the smell of swamp gas all around, but it's gone when you reach the tree."

Zhong Pu took a step forward, nodded to confirm her words, "Yes."

Marsh gas is a long-lasting gas. Beastmasters usually use this characteristic to hunt down fleeing evil spirits with the beast souls with a keen sense of smell.

There is such a degree of methane here, which means that a not weak evil spirit has come here, but I don't know what the world is about this tree. With it as the center, all the methane is blocked by a distance of ten inches in radius.

"Cut it off and see if you know." Teng Jingjie rubbed his nose, making a gesture to lift the machete.

"Look!" Zhong Pu suddenly pointed to a place ahead, "There is a man there."

"who."

Zhong Pu ran over and squatted down to check, "Male."

Soon she withdrew her fingers pressing on the opponent's neck, looked up at Teng Jingjie, "Dead..."

"Hey, do you think he looks familiar?"

Zhong Pu moved closer to the corpse and examined it carefully, "A little bit, but I can't tell."

Teng Jingjie at the side suddenly figured it out and snapped his fingers, "Li Zhao!"

…

Not long after Yan Yu fell asleep, she was awakened by a burst of voices, it sounded like there were more than one or two people.

She opened her eyes, and originally wanted to go out to have a look, but when she looked up, she happened to meet Yin Beiqing who was staring straight at her.

"What's wrong?"

"When you're sleeping, it's like you're really not breathing."

"..." These words sounded like cursing her to death.

Yan Yu has the same virtue as her sister, she sleeps very well, when she lies down and gets up, the position of her hair doesn't change much, and her breathing is very soft, more than one person has said that she sleeps like a mummy.

"Your little girl seems to be crying again." Yin Beiqing pointed to the door.

"What do you call my little girl?" Yan Yu frowned because of her weird words, but she was still a little worried about things outside the house, she stood up neatly, stepped over Yin Beiqing who was lying on her back, and put on her shoes.

"Master Goddess is really sympathetic to the common people. When she stepped in, she grumbled, but when she stepped out, she was agile."

"Are you uncomfortable somewhere?" Yan Yu took a deep breath and warned herself not to get angry because of this man's few words.

"It's quite uncomfortable." Yin Beiqing narrowed his eyes at her.

Why does that Youzu man get so much care and tenderness from Yan Yu just by crying, just because she is young and still good-looking?

If it's about looks, then she...

By the way, Yan Yu has never seen her appearance under the mask. Maybe she also thinks that she has a hideous face and is a monster who needs to wear a mask to live normally.

"Go." Yin Beiqing became emotional quickly, and her voice sank, "Her father is dead."

died?

Yan Yu didn't even have time to put on his coat, so he quickly opened the wooden door and went out.

Almost all the people from the tribe gathered at the door of Li Zhao's house. Some were crying, some were patting Li Zhao's back to comfort him. In the center of the crowd, a dead man's corpse lay there with his eyes closed. .

Li Zhao was stunned, and she seemed to have not accepted the reality. When she saw Yan Yu coming out of the room, she seemed to have found the backbone, "Sister, am I dreaming?"

Yan Yu looked at her quietly without speaking.

She has saved many people, but she has also witnessed many deaths. This feeling is not numb, but it seems that her emotions have been hollowed out. It is difficult to cry hysterically like the first operation failed.

Li Zhao's eyes turned red quickly, as if holding on to the last ray of hope, he tugged on Yan Yu's sleeves, the way he looked at her, as if he was ready to believe as soon as he heard the sentence "Your father is not dead yet".

"Sister, you are a beastman, I believe everything you say."

Yan Yu's heart felt sour, but she still shook her head at her, "My condolences."

She did not expect that one day she would say this to someone other than the patient's family.

Li Zhao seemed to have turned on the switch suddenly, tears were streaming down, she threw away the things in her hands, turned her head and threw herself on the corpse, "No, no, it was fine in the afternoon, how could it be so suddenly? dead."

Zhong Pu, who was the first witness to the corpse, said, "Looking at the injuries on his body, he should have fallen to his death from a high place."

"How could he fall to his death? It's obviously caused by evil spirits!" Li Zhao shook his head, "Come and see, how can a person who just died feel so hard and so cold to the touch."

someone who just died...

Yan Yu seemed to recall something through her words. According to Zhong Pu and Teng Jingjie, Li Zhao's father should have died not long ago.

When Zhong Pu and Xueji went there for the first time, they did not find him there, but Teng Jingjie and Zhong Pu went to the vicinity of the Holy Spirit Monument for the second time. Because of the bruises on the tree and the scratches from the branches, they guessed that maybe he climbed to the tree to pick something, and then fell down accidentally, which made him look like this.

Yan Yu walked over and knelt down next to the corpse, stretched out his hands and pressed on several joints to check.

Rigidity reached its peak, the whole body's joints were stiff, and the temperature of the corpse was very low, roughly estimated to be around ten degrees Celsius, but in this case, there were no corpse spots on the surface of his body.

Yan Yu once chatted with her forensic friends about relevant knowledge while watching a suspense movie.

After the death of the corpse, it usually takes 12 to 15 hours before the rigor state of the joints of the whole body will appear, while the plaques will appear one to two hours after the death, and will enter after 12 to 16 hours. Diffusion period.

So under normal circumstances, it would not happen, like Li Zhao's father, whose body rigor has reached its peak, but the body surface is clean and there are no corpse spots.

Yan Yu conceived of two possibilities, his death time was not within an hour as everyone thought, or...his death was in an abnormal way.

As mentioned in the original book, evil spirits can absorb human emotions as energy, whether they are happy or sad, human beings who are drained of energy in this way will die like the corpse in front of them.

It's just that to **** up a human's emotional energy to such a degree requires long-term close contact, and compared to directly devouring it, this method of obtaining energy is too inefficient, and generally not many evil spirits will have it. Be patient with this kind of thing.

"Bah—" The Demon Slayer suddenly pierced through the carriage parked outside the house and flew towards this side.

Just as it was about to penetrate the corpse, Yin Beiqing stretched out his hand and grabbed it firmly.

Veterinarians generally judge the traces of evil spirits through the swamp gas, but the Demon Slayer Blade is different, it is like a radar sensor, even if it is only an extremely weak energy fluctuation, it will react.

Yan Yu raised her head and stared at Yin Beiqing. Since the Demon Slayer has responded, then Li Zhao's guess may not be nonsense.

But it is obviously an evil spirit, which has been lurking in the human village for so long, but has not caused a large-scale killing. This is why.

"Sick child." Yin Beiqing could see from Yan Yu's expression that she seemed to have an idea, "If you have something to say, just say it."

Yan Yu wiped her hands with a handkerchief and stood up. The crowd was blown up with the first sentence, "There are indeed evil spirits in the village."

"How is it possible? If there is an evil spirit, why doesn't it show up?"

"Could it be that the suspension bridge was broken by an evil spirit?"

"Why do you believe her words? Let's listen to what the goddess said."

"Nonsense!" Panpan crossed his waist, pointed at them and said, "My master is the real goddess, and what she said is right!"

This little chubby mouth was too fast, when Yan Yu wanted to cover his mouth, it had already finished speaking.

In fact, she also felt that the goddess was strange for a long time, and kept silent all the time, because she didn't want to cause trouble. After all, the Youzu people here regard her as the highest religion, and no disrespect is allowed.

"Don't slander our goddess!"

"Do you know what the Goddess has done for us? With a counterfeit, you dare to come here and talk nonsense!"

Yin Beiqing, whose expression was getting impatient, clicked his tongue, raised his hand abruptly and thrust the Demon Slaying Blade into the ground with such force that the people around him shook several times.

Because of her actions, the surrounding Yaques were silent, her sharp eyes glanced at the people around her, and she said in a cold voice, "Don't you think it's noisy?"

"..." You are holding the sword, of course it is what you say.

Not long after, someone invited Shen Nanxing over. She seemed to have just woken up, her hair was uncombed, and it was loosely draped behind her head.

"What's going on, Zhao Zhao's father, how could..."

Teng Jingjie didn't like to watch dramas, so he rolled his eyes and turned around with his arms folded.

It was Yan Yu who took the initiative to talk, "I heard from Zhaozhao that there were still a batch of corpses in the tribe that were not cremated according to the custom, and you handled them yourself?"

"Miss Yan, do you mean to doubt me?"

"No, you misunderstood, I just want to know where those corpses go."

"Okay, if everyone has doubts about me like Miss Yan, I can take you there." Shen Nanxing seemed a little aggrieved, "I didn't tell everyone at first because I didn't want people to disturb the dead souls often, but I don't do it now. No one seems to believe me anymore."

"How could it be!" Someone quickly defended her, "The Goddess does everything for the good of our tribe, of course we believe in you!"

"If you want me to say, these foreigners should not be taken in. Look at how long they have been here, and this kind of thing happened."

"Anyway, I believe in Goddess, so let's not go!"

"Everyone be quiet!" The patriarch came out to calm the atmosphere, "Miss Yan Yu is kind to us, please pay attention to your words."

She walked over and stood beside Yan Yu, "Girl, why don't you tell me why you must be entangled in the whereabouts of those corpses. The goddess is also kind to our tribe. We can't be white-eyed wolves who are suspicious of her after hearing a few words."

"Everyone misunderstood, I'm not saying that anyone at the scene is the murderer." Yan Yu raised the corners of his lips to Shen Nanxing, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, "It's just that as far as I know, the Youzu people have always had a fixed sacrifice." The custom of worshiping the dead, if this kind of behavior of conveying thoughts and love to the dead is described as 'disturbing', it would be too hurtful."

She turned around and faced the crowd again, "Please think about it, if one day you die in old age, do you want your relatives and friends to visit your tombstone often?"

Yan Yu didn't mention his name, but it made Shen Nanxing more uncomfortable than a straightforward identification.

Her hands tucked into her sleeves trembled uncomfortably, but she suppressed the calmness on her face, and said before anyone was moved by Yan Yu's words, "Actually, there's nothing wrong with taking everyone to see, just follow me." bring it on."

Soon, two strong female clansmen came over and put Li Zhao's father on a stretcher. The crowd surrounded Shen Nanxing and walked behind.

"Panpan." Yan Yu shouted in his head.

The consciousness between the beast soul and its master is connected, so Yan Yu doesn't need to speak, Panpan can also know what she is thinking.

After accepting the information completely, it nodded and clapped its palms. After a burst of white smoke, it entered Yan Yu's soul domain.

Shen Nanxing led the people up to a small slope, stopped in the open space, and then waved his right hand, the originally bare plain instantly turned into a cemetery with walls several feet high.

"The spirit of the goddess is so powerful!"

"Yes, yes, as long as the cemetery is hidden in this way, the dead will not be disturbed by people coming and going."

Spiritual method?

Yin Beiqing and Yan Yu looked at each other.

But why didn't they feel the slightest wave of soul power?

"Everyone, come in." She took out a key-like thing from her waist, opened the door, and stood in the cemetery, making an invitation gesture.

The gate of the cemetery is not wide, just enough to carry a pair of coffins, and can only accommodate four people entering side by side.

Yan Yu stood at the end of the line, when she passed the door, she seemed to see Shen Nanxing smiling from the corner of her eye.

But when she turned her head, the other party quickly changed to a calm expression.

"Please come in, Miss Yan." She blinked, "Don't you really want to know what's inside?"

Yan Yu clenched the things in her hands, stepped in, and the door was quickly closed behind her.

There was a creak, and it looked a little weird in the dark night.

No one noticed that a somewhat ferocious smile appeared on Shen Nanxing's face.

"jingle-"

The bell sounded from nowhere, crisp and dexterous.

In the next second, hundreds of people in the cemetery all fell down straight, with their eyes closed tightly, as if they had passed out.

"Yin Beiqing!" Yan Yu subconsciously looked for someone's figure, but saw that even she had been tricked.

At this time, only she and Shen Nanxing remained standing.

"Why didn't you respond?" Shen Nanxing's eyes were cold, and he walked slowly towards Yan Yu, "Tell me, who are you!"

She completely changed her face, as if the gentle and kind goddess before was just an illusion of everyone.

"I should ask you this question first." Yan Yu raised his right hand and threw an object over while she was not paying attention.

The thing hit Shen Nanxing's shoulder and went straight through, but then the part of her body that was hit by the hit immediately melted before Yan Yu's eyes, and a lavender mist diffused from the wound.

Yan Yu sniffed the smell lightly, and quickly confirmed her conjecture.

"But it's okay, now I know."

The author has something to say:

Yin: Vinegar? bring it you!

(Sister Yin who finds vinegar to drink by herself every day)

ps: The descriptions in this chapter about rigor, body temperature, and body spots refer to the documentary "Secret Forensic Files"

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