Iceberg beauty lifts her head

He kept grudges, but he kindly reminded him: "Are you sure you only let him be alone?"

"Actually, if it is possible, I would like to find more helpers, so that the chances of winning will be better."

Feng Chengyu still smiled: "But it's too late to find other partners now, and the auction will be held as scheduled in five days. If you just find a warrior from the No. [-] cat and dog to go together now, the strength of the two will It's different, not only can't cooperate well with Yao Qiyun, I'm afraid he will have to let someone spare time to look after him, instead of stumbling, he is not as sure as he is alone."

"It's up to you." Seeing his calm expression, Gu Wushuang already knew that he had made up his mind, so he stopped rebutting.

"But you guys who are at the bottom of the box must have an advantage in numbers." Feng Chengyu's voice gradually became serious: "The blood boy is good at sorcery, and there are many bewitched people, and it is difficult to deal with."

"Don't worry about it." Gu Wushuang said in a vibrating voice: "I have carefully trained a group of younger brothers, you still can't believe it?"

"It's also..." Feng Chengyu's tone was erratic: "After all, the black-clothed man you hired last time was just your first accident since you became a killer."

"Tsk... you are simply..." Gu Wushuang suddenly squeezed the wine glass tightly, then put it down again: "The dedicating of the city... It's been so long ago, why do you hold grudges like this, and don't open any pots? ? This time our target is the blood boy, do you think I'm going to play tricks like catching you?"

"I just want to remind you properly, don't be careless about this matter." Feng Chengyu smiled softly, and put down his cup: "Master Gu is serious, how can I be worried?"

"Of course..." Gu Wushuang glanced at him up and down: "You used to go to the restaurant to have fun when you came to Liudu, why did you stay in the inn with that Yao sect disciple today?"

"You don't know..." Feng Chengyu coughed and shook his head: "My health has deteriorated, so I didn't think about that."

Gu Wushuang stared fixedly at his pale face for a moment, then finally got up, and sighed when he spoke: "You have broken hands and muscles, and you can't change the big problem of a playboy—— If you are really willing to rest in the inn because your health has deteriorated, I hope that is the case."

"Oh, your mind has become exquisite." Feng Chengyu knew what he meant, and said with a faint smile: "The taste of a woman is nothing more than soft and sweet, and I can't taste it anymore. The tension of a man is more alluring."

"Should I call you a scumbag?" Gu Wushuang folded his arms, "Or do you mean that you have had the habit of breaking sleeves for a long time, and it only happened in the past few months, and it got deeper and deeper?"

"Master Gu, you seem to be very worried about me." Feng Chengyu rolled up his sleeves, his eyes were dark and slightly careless: "Whether it's a restaurant or an inn, there is not much difference. All I want now is his Accompany him, if he is willing to go to a restaurant to have fun, I would like to accompany him."

Gu Wushuang "tsk" and left the door.Feng Chengyu was still sitting by the desk, his clear pupils reflected the faint fire, the candle tears peeled off from the lamp, making a slight crackling sound, when the wax oil was about to burn out, a figure holding a candle suddenly appeared outside the door .

After being stunned for a moment, he came back to his senses.

"Qiyun, come to see me so late, what's the matter?"

There was a slight look of joy on his face: "Could it be that you feel lonely at night and miss me again?"

Yao Qiyun pursed his lips, looked around for a moment, and directly ignored his words: "I felt the presence of someone outside the corridor next door, did anyone suspicious come here just now?"

Feng Chengyu's eyes widened slightly, and he was just right in surprise: "I didn't see it, did you find something?"

"I don't know." Yao Qiyun walked into the room with a lamp, hesitating for a while: "I heard a sound outside... Those missing children are reunited with their parents."

"Really?" Feng Chengyu paused for a moment, and at this moment, Lian's surprise was unmistakable, and he continued to ask: "In the middle of the night, those children who were arrested suddenly went home, are they dead or alive? , is it a human or a ghost?"

Yao Qiyun didn't answer, but looked out of the window with a solemn expression.

Feng Chengyu could see the worry hidden in his eyes, walked over and pulled him, and persuaded in a gentle voice: "Liu Du seems to be calm, but in fact, he is in deep trouble. We can only look at those children how they are. The good fortune of others can't interfere too much."

"Good fortune..." Yao Qiyun slowly closed his eyes, and the sighed breath condensed into white mist in the air.

Feng Chengyu also exhaled and warmed his hands, and nodded slightly: "Actually, since the past few years, every time Liudu changed seasons, two or three young children with long hair would disappear. Since the number was very small and they were only the young children of ordinary peasants, the official uniforms only The truth is that it was caused by refugees and human traffickers, and it took half a month to search after the case was accepted, and then nothing happened..."

Yao Qiyun frowned, and said in a deep voice: "This old case, is it really as simple as child trafficking?"

"That's hard to say. After all, the children in the past didn't go missing in batches, and they never came back." Feng Chengyu shook his head and denied: "What happened to them, we have to ask the children involved, the truth The truth will always come to light. It's just that it's too late now, so it's not good to disturb people's reunion..."

He suddenly smiled and looked sideways, and pulled him to the wooden bed and lay down together: "Go to sleep first, and ask the family members tomorrow morning."

41. Chapter 41

The morning sun after the first heavy snowfall is as bright as an aurora, piercing through the faint cold mist, sliding into the window but leaving no trace of warmth.

Yao Qiyun glanced at Feng Chengyu who was still sleeping beside the pillow, didn't wake him up, just washed up and left, but before he left the inn gate, he suddenly heard a woman wailing and turning around thousands of times across the street , crying almost heartbroken.

Yao Qiyun was surprised to follow the prestige, but saw a woman sitting sadly on the opposite plaque, with a pale scarf tied on her messy hair, and her temples were messed up with tears.

She noticed the scrutiny of the people around her, and her demeanor became even more insane - she hugged the child in her arms tightly, and the child's small waist was hugged by her, like a rag doll being dismembered As if, his limbs were crooked in an extremely weird way, and his blurry little face drooped.

The skin of a virgin girl in her prime is still particularly immature, and a large amount of sticky black blood squirms like snakes and insects, and slowly drills out of his seven orifices.

The blood was as black as black, but it was as thick as glue, sticking greasy in the eye orifices and nose orifices.

A lot of freshly drilled blood still gushes out, and when the cold white sun shines, the blood emits dark gray smoke, condenses into a poison-like liquid, erodes the dead boy's gray flesh——

The young child's skin and bones were obviously unbearable to the poison of severe decay, and within a few breaths, the stench of rotting corpses was emitted.

The whites of his eyes popped out and rolled down on the few exposed stubbles, looking really creepy.

Yao Qiyun squatted in front of them, staring at the tragically dead child in the woman's arms, his indifferent expression also showed endless compassion.

The innkeeper was also standing at the back. Seeing that he was lost in thought, he hurriedly whispered in his ear: "It is said that the group of children who disappeared and returned home last night died suddenly as soon as they saw the sun this morning. They are all dead. , Young Master, don't get caught up in the bad luck..."

He suddenly fell silent, Yao Qiyun gave him a sideways look, his eyes were as cold as a knife.

Yao Qiyun handed him a string of broken silver coins, then got up silently and left, returning to the dormitory where he spent the night last night.

It has been a quarter of an hour since he went out, and the person half lying on the couch has already woken up. He rubbed his sleepy eyes, thinking that he had a good night's sleep. The bright hair was scattered casually, which made his complexion look like a demon.

The thin lips are naturally curved with a smile, even in the world of pain, they still express thousands of tenderness.

"Ha - good morning!" He warmly greeted Yao Qiyun good morning.

With a complicated expression, Yao Qiyun silently lifted his warm blanket and pulled him to the window.

Across the street from the window, the innkeeper was collecting the body of the mad woman's dead daughter.

The small and exquisite black wooden coffin is the same style as the ones that were occasionally seen on the street yesterday.Feng Chengyu's eyes moved slightly, and he clenched the edge of the bed with both hands, watching the guards put the dead child into the coffin under the dilapidated roof plaque, regardless of the crazy woman's strong resistance.

Of course, the mad woman's resistance was useless, she would just lie on the blood-stained snow, hammering her head and shouting tears.

At this time, Yao Qiyun saw that the rotten wood at the bottom of the window creaked and cracked slightly, conveying Feng Chengyu's grief.

It was indeed a kind of grief—he judged it intuitively. Although his sixth sense has not been very good, this man who would give porridge to the poor boy outside the city must have seen such a scene. Will it be sad?

He's actually really kind, right?

After the coffin was nailed up and carried away, Feng Chengyu still stood by the window, as if he was still watching the tragedy just unfolded. Clusters of white chrysanthemum petals swept across the long street, drifting unwillingly and desolately in front of his window.

After a few suonas, Yao Qiyun sat back on the edge of the cave and found a dust-covered book in his package. The blue-covered book was thick and heavy, leaving a slight ink fragrance when turning the pages .

Feng Chengyu watched him check and didn't bother him, there was a rare harmonious silence in the room for a while.

"It really looks like a crime committed by the blood boy..." After a quarter of an hour, Yao Qiyun put his hands down, and just turned to a hideous and vicious page in the heavy book: "She is practicing bloodthirsty evil skills."

"No wonder, I had doubts too, but I just couldn't be sure."

Feng Chengyu thought for a while with his chin in his hands, and his tone was rare and dignified: "The bloodthirsty evil kung fu she practiced is divided into three full realms, and each realm requires the price of being reborn. The pain here is absolutely unbearable."

Yao Qiyun's pupils shrank impatiently, and the picture in the book of the Demon Cult sucking the blood of a boy was taken away.