My monsters are going to heaven

Three watch days.no moon.

In the twilight of the night, a figure built a long ladder in the courtyard and slowly climbed up to the roof.

On the roof, he carefully stepped on the scaly tiles with bare feet, and walked towards the highest ridge.

The soles of my feet inadvertently stepped on a tile covered with moss.

The body swayed.

"Ouch!"

The figure slipped and fell, rolling off the roof.

As soon as he was about to hit the ground, he suddenly stretched out a hand and supported it on the ground. He jumped up steadily with his strength, and stood on the ground with his knees slightly bent.

He stood up straight unhurriedly, patted the ashes on his palms, a few sarcasms flashed in his eyes, and muttered: "Tsk, waste." It's okay to go to the roof, and if he gets hurt, he will suffer along with it.

It's not that he looks down on the owner of this skin, it's really... If it weren't for him, this Young Master Lu would have died hundreds of times.

What a super invincible unlucky guy.

He hadn't seen such an unlucky person for a long time.

He loosened the muscles and bones of his whole body and made a rattling sound.

I haven't used this pair of skins properly for a few days, so it doesn't fit well.

Blame that old monster.

Hua Moyan lowered his head, looking at the imprint on his wrist through the faint starlight in the distance.

The imprint was beating faintly.

He wrinkled his slender eyebrows, which was really hateful.

Ever since he hit the seal, his originally thriving magic power seemed to be wrapped in layers of invisible cocoons, making it difficult to exert force.

Especially the pain was unbearable, getting worse day by day.

During the day, I can barely breathe, and only at night does the pain subside, and I can barely move.

Therefore, he has not been able to go out in the daytime for a long time, and he is not even in the mood to tease Young Master Lu.

This kind of ancient seal is not too complicated, and it can be untied after some time.

I only regret that this skin has another main soul. As a parasitic soul, he can't undo the sealing spell, let alone find another skin to transfer the soul.

If he can't seize this skin again and become its real owner, he's afraid that sooner or later he will be devoured by this mark and completely sealed.

Hua Moyan gritted his teeth, the veins on his temples swelled slightly.

Gotta do it early.

Looking up at the sky, the moon is covered by light clouds.But Xingluan moved strangely, and the Tiangou eclipse of the moon should not be far away.

That was the only chance he could hope for.

If that old monster didn't get in the way, he would definitely be able to occupy the magpie's nest then...hehehe.

The meaning of madness slipped across the eyes.

But the old monster kept an eye on it.

As long as he got up, he would be spotted by the old monster.Although the old monster is not here these days, Baobuqi Tiangou came back before the moon, so he must always get in the way.

What can I do?

Enduring the severe pain of his soul being bound, he paced up and down the yard anxiously, every step was like stepping on a nail board.

He simply went back to the room and lay down on the bed to rest.

Lighting up the kerosene lamp, Hua Moyan was bored and wanted to take a book from the bookshelf to pass the time.

While twitching the book, a bronze box was knocked off.

A move in my heart.

Picking up the box, there is a pattern of animal head floating on it, I don't know what it is.

He remembered that once in the middle of the night, when he was curled up deep in his skin, he saw Young Master Lu talking to the box.

He was in so much pain that he couldn't see or hear clearly.

What's in it?

With strong curiosity, Hua Moyan hooked the button of the box with his index finger.

Empty.

There is nothing? !

It's a piece of shit, what's the point of keeping it.

Hua Moyan's heart sank, and he rolled his eyes to close the box.

At this time, a childish voice came from the box:

"Yi Ming, Yi Ming."

Huh? ? ? !

Hua Moyan's hands trembled in fright, and he almost threw the box away.

Then he came back to his senses, stared at the empty box, and rolled his eyes: Could it be that it's a box spirit?

This Young Master Lu really supports everything.

After hesitating, the box spoke again.

"I'm hungry."

Hua Moyan smiled, and said nonchalantly, "Then... what do you want to eat?"

"I want to eat him, okay?"

"Which him?"

"The one surnamed Jin." The box said in a coquettish tone, "I'll just try it, let me eat it. He looks delicious."

Hua Moyan thought the box was very interesting, grinned and nodded, "Okay, eat as much as you can." Don't cry if you have a toothache.

After saying that, he thought of Mo Laodao for no reason.

My heart trembled slightly.

Old Mo said that he... seemed to have been eaten by something invisible.

Is it...?

With a tentative mind, Hua Moyan asked: "The old man who told you to eat last time, how does it taste?"

"Unappetizing."

Hua Moyan's eyes widened, his throat tightened, and he snapped the box shut with his thumb.

Yeah.

It turned out to be the case.

Unexpectedly, this young master Lu is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

He smiled darkly: Old man Mo, wait for me to help you avenge this revenge, right?

There was a very light sound outside the window.

Hua Moyan pricked up his ears.

Something in the originally silent courtyard made strange noises, like leaves rubbing against each other in the wind.

There is only one dead tree in the Lu residence, where did the leaves come from?

Hua Moyan put the box back, blew out the lamp, lay down by the window and looked out holding his breath.

The sky and the earth are pitch black, the stars are far away and faint, and nothing can be seen in the yard.

But Hua Moyan's ears are different from ordinary people's, every tiny sound can't reach his ears.

In the rubbing sound, something is talking softly with a voice that ordinary people can't hear.

"He's not here, he's not here."

"Great, he's not here."

"We can come in."

"Shh, it's not time yet, the fruit is not ripe yet, so you can't eat it..."

"..."

Hua Moyan at the back didn't quite understand.

He raised his eyebrows: "It's so evil!"This house really has a feng shui problem, and it has attracted so many monsters.

But according to his estimates, they were just some little monsters with little skill, who were about to secretly draw a demon-exorcism talisman, when all those voices suddenly disappeared, as if the monsters suddenly left the house.

Hua Moyan let out a long sigh of relief, and lay down tiredly.

Three days passed.

Lu Yiming was awakened by Inspector Wenyuan's knock on the door.

He got up from the bed, squinting his eyes and remembering that last night he obviously climbed to the roof to get some air and relieve boredom, and he seemed to have fallen, why is he still in bed now?

Could it be a dream.

Wen Yuan had a tired face, and the dark circles under his eyes were as deep as if they had just been painted with charcoal.

Lu Yiming made him a pot of tea and joked, "Did you meet a female ghost last night and suck your vitality?"

Wen Yuan didn't understand his joke, just took out a gold watch.

With sharp eyes, Lu Yiming let out a cry of surprise, snatched it away, and said, "My pocket watch! Where did you find it?"

This watch was given by my father back then, and he asked the goldsmith to engrave a string of English on it.A few months ago, he was addicted to gambling, obsessed with ghosts, and used it for a sum of gambling money.

Originally wanted to redeem it, but something happened, and he was told that his watch was missing.

Wen Yuan didn't explain too much, just took the watch back: "I will tell you in detail later. Now it is a witness, and I will keep it for now."

"Forget it." Lu Yiming shrugged. Anyway, he had been away for so long, and it was not too far away. It would be good to know his whereabouts. "Do you remember Zheng Qinghe? I saw him." He put himself in the mountain village Li Li and Zheng Qinghe's contact with Wen Yuan told Wen Yuan lightly.

"You were also in that village at the time?" Wen Yuan was taken aback.

"No, the mountain road is blocked, and I stayed in it for two days."

"Some things should not be told to you, but," Wen Yuan's expression became serious, "You have been in touch with both sides of this matter, so I still need to talk to you."

"Which two ends?" Lu Yiming asked.

"Before, when Zheng Qinghe stole Wang Xiulian, and later when Zheng Qinghe stayed in the village." Wen Yuan took out a notebook, "When Wang Xiulian's body was found, the landlord clearly said that he heard the baby crying. voice, right?"

Lu Yiming expected what he was going to say, and his expression froze. That was the scene he went to.

Nodded: "Yeah. But no one has seen it, don't they all say that the landlord is old and has ears."

"Yesterday I went to that village to ask some witnesses. The wife of the deceased said that Zheng Qinghe took a baby to the Huang family. After the incident, the baby disappeared. But everyone in the village, including the wife of the deceased, said they hadn't seen him." look like that little doll." Wen Yuan sorted out the matter, and cast his gaze on Lu Yiming, "Have you seen it?"

Lu Yiming took a sip of tea: "No. Why, Aunt Huang hasn't seen it either? That can't be it."

"Zheng Qinghe said that the child could not see the wind and see the light during this period of time when he had rubella, so he kept covering it."

Lu Yiming and Wen Yuan looked at each other for a long time.

Both were thinking the same thing, having the same doubts.

Lu Yiming broke the silence first: "Do you think this kid is suspicious?"

Wen Yuan coughed: "Isn't it suspicious? Isn't this the same one that the landlord heard last time?"

Lu Yiming's face was pale and he didn't speak.

"Look at this." Wen Yuan opened the notebook in his hand, and marked the folded corners in many places.

He opened one of the pages and pointed it to Lu Yiming.

"February 25th.

Xiulian is about to give birth.I can't leave her side just yet.The landlady was a little noisy. "

Then turn to the next page.

"The 26th of the second day.

Never expected this to be the case!My love Xiulian passed away and left me!What's the point of living!Could it be that this bloody thing really came out of her stomach?Should I take it to the police station and surrender?After divination, Xiulian would not let me turn myself in.Then don't surrender yourself. "

There are no new diaries for many days, and the next page is directly on March [-]th.

"My son is well-behaved and very cute. Let's name him Huisheng."

March [-]th.Last diary entry.

"Huisheng is really different from ordinary people. If he is raised and guided well, he should be able to grow up safely."

Lu Yiming felt chills down his back.

If the diary is true, then the fetus in Wang Xiulian's womb was born and brought up by Zheng Qinghe, who even took her name.

"...Do you think it is possible for the corpse to give birth to a child?"

"I read a record before. A peasant woman died of Liujia disease, but gave birth before the next day's burial. The fetus survived and grew up smoothly, just like ordinary people. But Wang Xiulian is completely different from this peasant woman. She gave birth I have been dead for a long time." Wen Yuan put his hands on his forehead and sighed, "But, to be honest, after the incident between you and me, I think there are such ridiculous things, what is impossible in the world?",

"I thought so too. But until now, no one has seen it. Could it be..." Lu Yiming pointed to his forehead, "Zheng Qinghe's brain went wrong, and he pretended to be with a pillow? Maybe this doll, from scratch None in the end."

Outside the gate, two young men were slowly approaching while chatting in low voices.

A delicate, white, high-spirited, white clothes flying.

"Cousin, just take him away, why do we still have to stay in this poor town? Waste of time!"

A handsome and elegant, warm as jade, fluttering green shirt.

"That thing is near here, you must find it before you go back."

"Oh, you mean something that was stolen by that traitor Zhou Ruokun? Then why have you searched the whole town and found nothing?"

"There is nothing wrong. Our lovesickness will come back to life when it arrives here, and it must not be far away."

"Squeak."

Hearing that the front door opened, the two stopped chatting and looked up together.

The slightly old vermilion door was pushed open from the inside, and then a thin and neat young man walked out. Although his face was blue, his eyes were piercing.

"Hey, Inspector Wen." The man in the blue shirt's eyes lit up, and Wan Er smiled, "Long time no see."

Detective Wen was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Ah, Mr. Zhou. Are you here to find Yiming?"

After the two exchanged a few words of greeting, Wen Yuan left in a hurry on the grounds that he was busy with business.

Looking at the back of him riding away on a bicycle, a bewildered arc appeared on the lips of the man in the green shirt.

"Mr. Wu said last time that he wanted to find a new stallion, right?"

"Do you want to take him away? With his body, he can't bear it."

The man in the green shirt didn't take it seriously, his eyes were full of interest: "Mr. Wu, there is always a way."