After hearing this description, Yunshuang, who was still aggressive at first, suddenly had a terrifying picture in front of her eyes, and swallowed her saliva unconsciously.
After a man cut his wrist, he fell into a pond full of loach. The whole pond was stained red with blood, and a large piece of loach was still rolling in the pond, shuttling through the blood.
This scene is as good as a horror movie.
"Is there something abnormal about his spirit?" Mu Wanwan looked at the village chief and asked.
The village chief shook his head. He was also a little afraid of the grim old Wantou, who didn't dare to look at his terrifying appearance: "That's not true. On the night that Lao Wantou committed suicide, he also made money by going out to perform tricks. He came back to invite his family The man drank, and his family members said that he was very happy at that time, and kept talking about what he would do if he made money in the future."
"There are many ways to commit suicide. According to psychology, a sane person would not use such a cruel method to end himself." Xue Qiankun said seriously with a look of determination on his face.
"Then we don't know. People are dead anyway. Everyone said that Lao Wantou was punished by God because he used fairy magic to make money without authorization. It's strange for you to say that God gave it to us. It¡¯s a way to make money, but it doesn¡¯t allow us to rely on our ability to earn a living. It¡¯s really¡± The village chief realized that what he said was wrong, so he quickly closed his mouth and cleared his throat. In such a situation, everyone, take a look and think of a way to save the remaining people in our village."
Mu Wanwan has been listening carefully to the village head's words. While listening, she observes the mummy inside the coffin.
The skin of the mummy's body was like dry bark, clinging to the bones, perhaps because of blood loss, so there was always a faint smell of blood in Old Wantou's coffin.
Mu Wanwan took out the rubber gloves from her pocket. After putting them on, she put her hand into the coffin, and gently pressed the skin of the corpse with her fingers.
The skin of the corpse was not as hard as Mu Wanwan imagined. She only exerted a little force, and the skin sank, like a rubber band, with certain resistance and strong ductility.
"Old Wantou has been dead for a few days, and the body is still soft." Mu Wanwan looked at Lao Wantou as if seeing the New World, and she suggested: Uncle Ouyang, the old Wantou died strangely, and the body is also extraordinary. I think we might find a way to dissect his body"
"Where did you come from, what do you want to do to me?" Mu Wanwan hadn't finished speaking when an old woman cursed with a strong accent, which quickly attracted everyone present. gaze.
Everyone looked at the old woman, seeing an old woman on crutches staggering forward, her eyes revealed a fierceness, and her eyes were projected on Mu Wanwan from the air, as if she was about to Stripped her alive.
"This is the old mother of the old Wantou." After the village chief explained in a hurry, he hurried forward to stop the old woman, "Old woman, these people are all big leaders from the city. They are rich and powerful, so it is not easy to provoke them. You must not be confused!"
The old woman's dark, wrinkled face was full of resentment. She pointed at Mu Wanwan with her wrinkled fingers, "Boss leader! You want to touch me? Unless you step on my body!" (Note Website website: www.hlnovel.com