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　　 In the dark room, the cold wind swishes, it doesn't look like a hot summer day, and you can't see your fingers, like a gloomy ghost's nest.

　　 As soon as Qi Yun came in, he felt a gloomy breath.

　　 He held the steel knife tightly, looked at Ah Da's bed with cold eyes, and strode over.

　　 Click!

　　 Without hesitation, he slashed directly.

　　 The whole bed was like rotten wood, which was split by him on the spot, and sawdust splashed.

　　 There is a dark area under the bed, and nothing can be seen.

　　 Qi Yun took out the Huozhezi, took a photo of it, and soon his eyes condensed.

　　 A strand of black hair lay there quietly, the thickness of his fingers, filled with a faint fragrance.

　　 He directly picked up the strand of hair with a steel knife, observed for a moment, and sneered: "I am so mysterious!"

　　 Wow!

　　 put his hair on the fire fold and lit it up, emitting a scorching smell. The hair was violently twisted as if consciously, and it was quickly burned to fly ash.

　　 He didn't leave, he blew out the fire folder, holding a steel knife, and observed in Ah Da's room.

　　 This stop is more than two hours.

　　 The room is always pitch black, and the cold wind is whistling, there is no abnormality, and no crying can be heard.

　　 Everyone in the yard saw Qi Yun's delay in coming out, and they all began to worry.

　　 Ada's face changed, and he walked toward the room and shouted outside the door: "Second Lord, are you okay with Second Master?"

　　 After a while, Qi Yun looked cold, grabbed a steel knife, and walked out.

　　 Everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

　　 "Whose other room is crying?"

　　 Qi Yun asked.

　　 "We have."

　　 "And we..."

　　 "We too..."

　　 Someone raised their hand soon.

　　 Qi Yun asked everyone to stay here, chose another room, and strode in.

　　 This is the room of three ordinary helpers, and it's pretty bright.

　　 After he came in this time, he closed the door directly from the inside, and the curtains were all closed, and the whole room was completely dark.

　　 Qi Yun sat on the bedside of a helper and began to wait.

　　 In the dark environment, gusts of cold wind continued to roar in, and I don't know where it came from. The temperature in the room was extremely cold.

　　 However, Qi Yun is full of energy and blood, and his body is like a furnace. This coldness is not enough for him.

　　 He narrowed his eyes, holding a steel knife, and always paying attention to the movement around him, like a sleepy tiger, his 2 points of mental power were highly concentrated, and he couldn't feel a trace of sleepiness.

　　 In the spacious room, the cold wind is always constant, blowing the curtains like ghosts dancing.

　　 Unknowingly, time is fast.

　　 There was a dim light on the sky, but there was still no crying.

　　 Qi Yun frowned, and after waiting for a while, the sky turned bright.

　　 He thought in his heart, grabbed the steel knife, and walked out of the room.

　　As soon as he came out, Lin Hufa, Ah Da, Li Qing and others were pale.

　　 "What's wrong?"

　　 Qi Yun asked.

　　 "Second Lord, you... are you okay? Didn't hear any sound?

　　The forest protector is difficult.

　　 Qi Yun was puzzled and said, "I sat all night and didn't hear any sound."

　　 "Didn't you really hear it?"

　　 Protector Lin's face was paler.

　　 "What the **** is going on?"

　　 Qi Yun asked.

"Last night, not long after you closed the door, we heard a burst of crying inside. It was not a woman crying. It sounded hoarse and terrible, like a ghost crying. We were going to go in, but Brother Zhou was dead and alive. Stopped us, saying that this is a critical moment and cannot disturb you."

　　 Protector Lin said.

　　 "What?"

　　 Qi Yun's eyes widened.

　　 He sat there all night and didn't hear anything unusual, but the people outside heard everything.

　　 "Second Lord, are you really okay?"

　　 Ah Da asked.

　　 "I heard nothing."

　　 Qi Yun turned and looked at this room again.

　　 Zhou Bucai sighed, walked over, and said, "Second Lord, that is because your blood is too strong, and the low-level weirdness is difficult to approach, but if you wait for the curse to complete, I am afraid you will be able to hear it."

　　 The crowd in the yard panicked again.

　　 Qi Yun turned around and also noticed everyone's panic.

　　 If this situation is not handled well, I am afraid someone will run away.

"Whatever you panic, give me quiet, whatever curse, it’s still okay until now. From now on, I’ll give me what I’m doing. No one is allowed to talk about it. Ah Da and Li Qing show them to me, whatever People who dare to disturb people's hearts, run away privately, and break my legs all the time."

　　 Qi Yun shouted sharply.

　　 "Yes, second master."

　　 Ada and Li Qing shouted.

　　 "It's not good..."

Suddenly, a cry of exclamation sounded, and a person rushed over, with a horrified expression, and said: "Second Lord, Sun... An accident happened to Sun Gouzi. He...he died in the hut, just like Hall Master Ah Er. ."

　　 "What?"

　　 Qi Yun's expression changed, and he quickly led people over.

　　The smelly side of the hut was piled with a pile of **** things. The blood accompanied by the smell made everyone feel so sick that they almost vomited it out.

　　 "When did it happen?"

　　 Qi Yun took a look and then retreated, asking with an ugly face.

　　 "At the dawn of the day, he ran out to the hut, but he never went back. Then I found this scene when I went to the hut."

　　 The man said in horror.

　　 Qi Yun was upset, turned and left here.

Before 　　 left, he called Zhou Bucai over.

　　The others stayed to dispose of the body.

　　 "Is there any way I can hear that cry? Not in seven days, but tonight, tonight I will hear it."

　　 Qi Yun asked in a low voice.

　　 "This... I'm afraid there is no way."

Zhou Bucai smiled bitterly: "Before this curse is completed, it mainly creates panic by influencing the spirits of others, and then causes the people who are alone to die one by one. If you want to hear this kind of voice, unless you have a strong mental power. , But the spiritual power, how can ordinary people say that they are improved? This is almost impossible."

　　 "Spiritual power."

　　 Qi Yun's eyes flashed, and said: "Is it really possible to hear that kind of sound when I increase my mental power?"

　　 "It should be possible. Although I have a little knowledge of the curse master's methods, Hyakki Ye Cry does involve the spiritual realm."

　　 Zhou Bucai said.

　　 Qi Yun waved in his heart, and said, "Go down, and find out the man who raises the murderer in the salt farm as soon as possible."

　　 Zhou Bucai responded, and bowed back.

　　 Qiyun didn't hold any hope in his heart. He only waited until Bai Gui Ye Cry was completed, and all these people died, and he took away the wealth of the Azure Dragon Gang and left here.

　　 He will not do it if he finds out that the salt farm raises the murderer.

A check on his cultivation base is extremely harmful~www.NovelMTL.com~ If nothing happens to the Azure Dragon Gang, he will do the investigation diligently, but now the entire Azure Dragon Gang has been alive within a few days, and the ghost is willing to help him find some salt farms. Raise the fierce.

　　In the room.

　　 Qi Yun's eyes flashed and opened the panel.

　　 In the column of spirit, he has not added much, because the most threatening to him during this period has always been the demon who is proficient in physical attacks.

　　 He has never encountered a ghost who can create mental attacks.

　　 The six boys last time only slightly confused him.

　　 That's why he has been stunned by qi, blood and energy.

　　 Looking at the 2 points above, he clicked on the liftable button at the back.

　　 The light flashed continuously, and the spiritual power quickly increased, and it quickly became 5 points.

　　 points were reduced by 15 points again, leaving 62 points.

　　 He thought for a while, felt unsafe, and once again increased by 2 points, his mental power reached 7 points, and the words "unimprovable" appeared behind him.

　　 There are 52 points left.

　　 hum!

　　In an instant, there were humming noises in his mind, a mess.

　　 What is the sound of buying food, yelling, quarreling, table, chair and bench collision, water flowing, wood chopping, moaning...

　　 All kinds of voices were in a mess, as if they came to a busy city in an instant, and their brains were almost exploded.

　　 He squeezed his ears, closed his eyes, and tried to relax. Soon, the humming noise began to fade and disappear, but he could hear it again as long as he concentrated.

　　 He experienced this feeling carefully, countless voices are like countless thin lines, as long as you listen carefully, you can distinguish these thin lines one by one.

　　 He realized it silently, and it took a long time to open his eyes, revealing light.

　　 You should be able to hear that kind of ghost cry now, right?