Alien Arms Dealer

Steward Song walked ahead holding a lantern, followed by Xiao Cheng and the others.

"The suzerain just died not long ago. According to the rules of the Song family, the suzerain's body has to be placed in the mourning hall for seven days before it can be buried!" Song Butler said, "Second... the person pretending to be the second young master wants to bury the suzerain as soon as possible. The subordinates and disciples disagreed, so someone found all kinds of excuses to execute these disciples who opposed him... Hey, I thought it was the second young master's temperament change, but who would have thought it was... Hey, why did the Song family suffer such a catastrophe? ..."

"The century-old foundation of the Song family cannot be destroyed overnight. However, if some important members of the Song family collude with the enemy inside and outside, then...the Song family's destruction will only happen in an instant!" Mo Ziqing seemed to have thought of it. I can't help but feel emotional about my own experience.

Steward Song paused, and panicked, "Master Biao, what do you mean...the Song family has an inner ghost?"

Mo Ziqing sneered, "I'm afraid there are more than one! A counterfeit came in ostentatiously. The elders of the Song family are all good people who have lived most of their lives. How can they not see the clue?!"

Of course, there is another person Mo Ziqing suspects, for example, the housekeeper in front of him...

Although he looks relatively innocent, but in this extraordinary period, Mo Ziqing would rather suspect one more person than let go of any suspicious person!

The ancestral hall is brightly lit, and there are many disciples guarding it outside, but they are all unfamiliar faces, which shows that the internal personnel of the Song family have been replaced in large numbers.

"Song Steward, it's so late, what are you doing here?" The disciple guarding the ancestral hall saw Steward Song approaching and asked.

Song Guanjia said: "I want to see the suzerain..."

The disciple said impatiently: "People are dead, what's there to see, don't forget, the current suzerain is someone else, old man, please pay attention to me in the future!"

Sure enough, people are taking tea to cool down, but now that Song Qiwen is gone, even the people below are arrogant.

Steward Song's face turned ugly, but unfortunately he didn't dare to get angry on the spot, so he could only say with a shy smile, "Well...you guys, I've watched these two suzerains grow up, they are like my Just like a child, the previous suzerain has left at such a young age...my heart...it seems like something is missing..." Song Butler burst into tears when he said that he was sad.

Those disciples became impatient and waved their hands at him, "Okay, okay, go and see if you want to see it! Hurry up! If the suzerain finds out, we won't be able to deal with business!"

"Thank you guys!" Steward Song saluted them respectfully, and then, taking advantage of his unpreparedness, sprinkled the medicine powder that Wen Xiuyuan handed over to him. In an instant, those disciples guarding the entrance of the ancestral hall fell on the ground.

Xiao Cheng and the others came out from the dark and said, "Time is limited! Let's go and see it!"

Pushing open the heavy wooden door of the mourning hall, it was pitch black inside, and even in the hot weather, the cold atmosphere gave people a chill down to the bone.

"Where is the corpse?" Xiao Cheng asked. There were more than one coffin in the ancestral hall, and Xiao Cheng didn't know which one was the one containing Song Qiwen's body.

Steward Song walked around the ancestral hall with a lantern, and finally stopped in front of a coffin and said, "It's this one!"

The three hurried to the side of the coffin. Xiao Cheng had pasted a yellow talisman on the coffin in advance to prevent fraudulent corpses. Seeing this, Mo Ziqing asked

Said: "Ah Cheng, what are you doing?"

"Prevent corpse fraud!"

Mo Ziqing smiled and shook his head, "Ah Cheng, there's absolutely no need for that! People like us with high spiritual power, once they die, their souls will disappear, so there is absolutely no possibility of fraudulent corpses!"

"That's not certain..." Xiao Cheng thought it would be better to paste it just in case.

After the wooden coffin lid was opened, an unpleasant smell followed.

The three pinched their noses, and Xiao Cheng said in disbelief: "How could it be so smelly? Could it be that his body has rotted? This is impossible!"

Steward Song placed the lantern on top of the coffin, reflecting the situation inside the coffin.

The person lying inside had his hands folded on his chest, his face was ashen, and his eyes were closed. If he just looked at it, he would feel as if he was asleep.

The appearance of this person is exactly Song Qiheng, and he has not rotted as Xiao Cheng said.

Mo Ziqing stretched out his hand and tore off the corpse's collar. His chest was also blue like his face.

Mo Ziqing withdrew his hand abruptly, his eyes were filled with sadness, "It's really... cousin..."

"you sure?"

Mo Ziqing nodded, "My cousin once fell from a height when he was a child, and there is a shallow scar on the third rib on his chest. If you don't look carefully, you can't see it at all!"

Mo Ziqing covered his eyes, his voice choked up, "Before I was still holding on to a little luck, thinking that maybe the person who died wasn't my cousin at all...but a counterfeit...but who would have thought..."

Wen Xiuyuan took out the silver needle and tried it on Song Qiwen, but the silver needle did not change color.

"Isn't it poisoning?" Xiao Cheng also knew a little about the rules of silver needle drug testing.

Wen Xiuyuan nodded, then, as if he had thought of something, he stretched out his hand to open Song Qiwen's mouth, and then, a big mouthful of black came out of Song Qiwen's mouth!

"Little mosquito! Let go!" Seeing this scene, Xiao Cheng felt his scalp go numb, fearing that the black blood was poisonous and would be stained by him, but Wen Xiuyuan said, "It's okay! He's not poisonous!"

"Then...why is this blood black?" Xiao Cheng asked.

Wen Xiuyuan stretched out his hand and pinched Song Qiwen's wrist, frowning, "As expected..."

"Little Mosquito, don't be a fool at this time! How did Sect Master Song die!"

"His internal organs were shattered by a powerful force, and his veins were broken..."

Xiao Cheng was shocked, "Song Qiwen's strength is one of the best in the world, and he will be shattered? What kind of power can shatter his internal organs without harming his appearance?"

Wen Xiuyuan shook his head, "I also... can't think of it..."

The child behind Wen Xiuyuan woke up at this moment, and opened his misty eyes and yelled at Wen Xiuyuan. Wen Xiuyuan patted his little head and asked, "Are you hungry?"

Song Minghan stared at Wen Xiuyuan innocently with his bright eyes open.

Xiao Cheng raised his forehead, "That's why I said, you shouldn't come, little mosquito! You see, if this child cries and makes a scene and attracts other people, we will be miserable!"

"Don't worry! Xiao Ming is very sensible! Are you right?" Wen Xiuyuan smiled lightly at his son, and the kid also smiled at him, and he really didn't cry.

Mo Ziqing was lying on the edge of the coffin, staring at the corpse in a daze, Xiao Cheng patted his shoulder, "I know you are very sad, in fact, I feel very uncomfortable..."

"Ah Cheng, I only have one question on my mind..."

"what is the problem?"

"The person who can shatter my cousin's internal organs must be very strong, but there is no external injury on his body... So, I don't think it's spiritual power or something..."

"Then what do you think it is?"

"maybe……"

"What is it?"

Mo Ziqing's eyes glowed in the darkness, "Maybe it's a voice!"

"Song Zongzhu's strength is not low, what kind of voice can kill him?" Xiao Cheng felt that Mo Ziqing's guess was a bit absurd, but after thinking about it, it made sense.A powerful voice can indeed have a strong impact on the human body, but if it is such a loud voice, not only Song Qiwen, but the entire Song family will die!However, Song Qiwen is the only one who has an accident now. This incident is indeed a bit weird!The most suspicious thing is that Song Qiwen has a guardian spirit beast to protect him. If such a big event happened to the Song family, where did the guardian spirit beast go?

"Ah Cheng, do you still remember that when we were at the ruins of the Wu clan, the roar of the nine-tailed fox could make people bleed! Didn't the housekeeper say that my cousin became ill a few days ago due to overwork? His cousin's strength is naturally greatly reduced..." Xiao Cheng was dripping with cold sweat, "You mean... this matter is very likely to be related to the Nine-Tailed Fox!"

In this way, many doubts can indeed be explained!

The beast god's voice attack can be divided into targets, or it can attack indiscriminately on a large area. The nine-tailed fox possessed by others is naturally not as strong as before, so he can approach Song Qiwen as a close person and kill him , As for Hao... I'm afraid he was plotted against by the Nine-Tailed Fox!

"Mo Ziqing, I remember you once said... the nine-tailed fox can charm or control people's minds, right?"

Mo Ziqing nodded.

Xiao Cheng's face changed drastically, he quickly took Mo Ziqing's hand and Wen Xiuyuan's hand, and said loudly, "Go!"

However, drastic changes happened here!

Steward Song threw the lantern in his hand on the ground, illuminating the magic circle on the ground, and the horizontal and vertical lines that radiated light radiated a fiery temperature, trapping several people in it.

Butler Song's body was like a scattered puppet, with his head and limbs falling to the ground one after another!

Wen Xiuyuan was terrified when he saw this situation, "Song... Butler Song... what's wrong with him?"

"He died a long time ago! He was made into a puppet!"

The originally dark ancestral hall suddenly lit up.

A creepy voice rang in their ears, "Hehehe, Mrs. Mo is really smart! It's a prophecy!

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Xiao Cheng looked at the person who was slowly walking into the mourning hall, and couldn't help staring, "It's you! This...how is it possible!"

It was none other than Yinyue who had disappeared before!

Yinyue is still in the white robe of the past, but the silver hair is lighter than before, exuding light, and his eyes turned red, and the erect pupils added a touch of terror to that face!

The familiar eyes, familiar animal pupils, and Xiao Cheng's familiar sense of unease made him suddenly realize, "You are not Yinyue, you are a nine-tailed fox!"

Yinyue smiled slightly, stretched out her tongue and licked her lips, "He was originally a distraction I left in this world, in order to become a container for my resurrection!"

Xiao Cheng's expression changed, "No wonder... no wonder he disregarded the interests of the Wu Clan, just to revive you... It's a pity that those people of the Wu Clan are being played around by you..."

"You are wrong. They are my faithful believers. Even if they die for me, it is their honor!"

"Your honor!" Mo Ziqing couldn't help shouting at him, "You actually killed my cousin, I won't let you go!"

Xiao Cheng held down the excited Mo Ziqing, and advised, "Don't get angry!"

"Hehehe, if you want to kill me, you must have the ability!"

Xiao Cheng was shocked, the Nine-Tailed Fox saw through the problem of Mo Ziqing's loss of spiritual power at a glance, this is not a good time!Originally, he wanted to wait for Qin Muyang and the others to come to rescue him, but before Qin Muyang came, the three of them would be buried here!