Demonic School Grass: Demon is a Girl

"Every deceased...was the youngest member of the family."

When he said these words, Qiang Mo immediately reacted, and the chuckle at the corner of his lips became thinner and more sinister.

It seems that this time... it's for her.

It made the boring days a little more interesting recently...

He raised his eyes and glanced at the gloomy sky outside the window, and said lightly to Ye Su:

"Xiao Yesu, check the family backgrounds of the deceased, and pick out a few more special ones. I'll take a look."

Ye Su nodded in response, then turned and left to work.

The corner of the boy's mouth always had a small smile, and after Ye Su left, he said casually to Yuan Xi on the side:

"Xi, the typhoon this time probably won't go away."

There was a hint of joking in his tone.

Yuanxi looked at the sky outside the window suspiciously, and couldn't help but ask:

"What's the meaning……?"

Even if the typhoon has stayed for a long time, it won't stop here, right?

Qiang Mo smiled without saying a word, but said lightly:

"I don't go out much lately."

After speaking, he got up and rubbed the girl's hair, and walked towards his room.

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Three days later, at the entrance of a small mountain village in the suburbs.

The teenager raised his eyebrows at the village in front of him, and asked casually:

"Xiao Yesu?"

Ye Su immediately recovered and said:

"Boss, this village is called Shikun Village, and there are three families with the surname of Qiang living in it, and among these three families, only one has been killed.

Qiang Mo nodded, but said nothing.

He took the initiative to walk down, and the trees at the entrance of the village were getting closer and closer.

Walking into the village, the whole atmosphere gave people a lifeless feeling. It was obviously daytime, but all the houses were locked up, and there was not even a single hawker on the street.

The three of them naturally felt that the atmosphere here was not right, and they all secretly raised their vigilance in their hearts.

Yuan Xi, who was beside the young man, looked slightly cold, looking around, trying to find a clue.

At this moment, the door of a house was pushed open from the inside, and the sound of "creaking" suddenly startled the birds perched on the trees.

Qiang Mo pursed his lips, ready to step forward to check.

I saw an old lady walking slowly out of the opened door, leaning on crutches.

The old lady had a smile on her face, but this smile, even in the daytime, made people shudder and couldn't help shivering.

Just thinking about it, the old lady seemed to sense the breath of the three strangers, she turned her head stiffly, looked at the three of them, and the smile on her face widened.

The voice of vicissitudes and exhaustion came from the lips like dry wood:

"Old, old man, come and see, there are outsiders here."

Although it is difficult to distinguish the tone, it is not difficult for people to feel the joy of the latter, or...

The color of the boy's eyes remained the same, and his eyes turned from the old woman to the door.

Not long after, a loud voice came from inside:

"What are you shouting? Damn old woman, I don't know how to stay at home when I'm too old, what to do when I go out and hang around! Also, don't call me an old man in the future!"

A voice full of disgust came from the room unabashedly, and the old woman shrank back when she heard the murderous voice.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps in the room, and a middle-aged man in his 30s or 40s came out of the room and looked around.