In an instant, everyone stopped moving.

Wen Shu rushed into the room like crazy, leaving only the curtains and bed curtains in the room, which were filled with the wind and made a creepy rustling sound.The light in the room was turned on by him with spiritual power, there was no shadow of that person on the bed, even the folds of the bed quilt were restored, as if this person never existed.

Wen Shu suddenly ran down the stairs of the inn, and Xanthium, which was still curled up in place, was startled by him.

Bian Xia also stepped forward quickly, and said anxiously: "Wen Shu, you chase in the northeast direction, I'm in charge of the south, and Yu Jin, you go to the west. Wu Ming, you stay in the inn to take care of the two patients."

After confirming Shen Guizhou's condition, Ye Xinglan said, "I'm in charge of the north, Wen Shu, go east."

Wen Shu nodded solemnly, and left quickly.Bian Xia was startled and said, "Brother Xinglan, won't you stay and take care of Guizhou?"

"He's fine, it's an old problem."

It was the first time for Shen Guizhou to suffer from dizziness since he left home, but fortunately his pulse was stable and he was fine.

Time does not wait, the four of them did not stay for a moment, and then set off to chase people.Ye Xinglan chased along the north side of the inn, the crowd on the street hadn't completely dispersed, it was lively in twos and threes.

Ye Xinglan tried his best to push away the crowd, but the crowd was like weeds in the mountains, he couldn't pull them out no matter how hard he tried, so he quickly changed his strategy and climbed up the roof.

In this way, the passage is much smoother, and the gray maroon tiles are covered with a thin layer of night frost, reflecting a brighter light than the lanterns.Ye Xinglan was dressed in white, and walked against the wind with the tiles on, looking like a fairy who was exiled by the river.

He stared intently at the crowd on the ground, the crowd was still flowing, densely packed like an ant colony, layer upon layer, they all looked like ordinary passers-by, and they all looked like suspicious real murderers.Ye Xinglan gritted her teeth, and impatiently pressed her tongue against her mouth. This murderer really picked a good day.

Not long after, he found the gate of the city. Unlike the din of people inside the city, there was silence outside the city, only the rustling of leaves being blown by the wind.

Ye Xinglan flew out of the city gate, and complicated clues and information flooded into his mind.There are few people outside the city, so it is easy to be exposed. If the murderer has any brains, he must still be lingering in the city at this time.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly stopped and turned back in the direction he came from. To avoid disturbance from pedestrians, he still chose the roof. Why did the murderer steal Leng Qian's body?

Did he not want her to be rescued or did he want her to be rescued?

He knew too little about Leng Qian and Wen Shu, and Ye Xinglan couldn't figure out the intricate twists and turns in it for a while.

"Woooooooo..."

Suddenly, a soft whimper flowed into his ears like the wind, interrupting his contemplation, and Ye Xinglan was forced to draw his attention away.

It was the crying of the woman that Guizhou had said.

He looked towards the source of the sound, which was a large courtyard with bright lights, but it was not very popular.The sound of crying came from the north wing, but there was no one there. At this moment, Ye Xinglan caught a glimpse of a few little demons entering the house through the gate, holding lanterns in their hands, and their faces were filled with joy.

Ye Xinglan couldn't help but wonder, in such a festive season, even the little demons who are servants have the opportunity to go out to the streets, but who is still crying in this deep house.

He took a deep look at the plaque at the gate, and then set off back to the inn.

The inscription on the plaque: Liufu.

Ye Xinglan was the first to go back to the inn, and the other three didn't return it, presumably they all chased them out of the city.

He opened the door, and saw Xanthium sitting quietly by the table, with bandages wrapped around his upper body, and a few traces of bright red blood oozing from the outer edge of the bandage.Shen Wuming sat down on the edge of the bed without saying a word, while Shen Guizhou was turned over by him and lay on the edge of the bed.

There was a wooden basin on the ground, filled with bright red blood.

Ye Xinglan's heart sank, he skipped the cocklebur, and went straight to Shen Guizhou, "Wu Ming, how is Guizhou?"

Hearing this, Shen Wuming raised his head, and Ye Xinglan realized that his eyes were bloodshot and his nose was also red, as if he had cried.Ye Xinglan felt a little ominous again, and when he spoke again, there was a little trill in his tone, "What's wrong?"

"Brother Xinglan, the second brother has been vomiting blood." Shen Wuming was full of tears, and with trembling hands, he pulled away Shen Guizhou's sleeves. At some point, the fish scales on Shen Guizhou's arms were like vines, running along his delicate skin Climb up and spread all the way to his chest.Shen Guizhou's entire right arm and chest were covered with golden red fish scales, shocking.

Shen Wuming choked with sobs: "The old curse has already bit back into his heart, and if he doesn't get rid of the curse, he won't be able to wake up again."

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