When the clay figure on the wall saw the two of them suddenly breaking in, he slid off the wall with a "snort", ran a few steps and jumped onto the table, and threw himself out of the window.
Cheng Muyou and Jiang Xixi were stunned, and then turned their heads to chase after them, but as soon as they ran a few steps, they heard a "bang" in the house, and then, Hong Dachuan's frightened voice came from inside, "There is another one" Cheng Muyou glanced at Jiang Xixi, "You go in to help, I'll chase you out." ” Jiang Xi had to run towards the house, and Cheng Muyou flew out of the courtyard gate, chasing after him all the way along the uneven path, he vaguely saw the ginger figure in front of him flickering in the grass, it was not big, but it was running fast, like a rat shuttling in the dark.
Just as he was worried that he would not be able to catch up with it, a figure suddenly jumped out of the fork in the road next to him, and the man held a sharp blade in his hand, and cut a white light in the dark night, and in an instant, the head of the clay man had been cut off.
The head was separated, and the head, which was only half the size of a fist, rolled on the ground a few times, stopped at Cheng Muyou's feet, and did not move, its face was facing up, the corners of its mouth were still raised, and it showed a mysterious and cold smile at the two people who were staring at it.
Cheng Muyou sighed softly and looked sideways, "Brother Xu, didn't you let you recuperate in the inn, why did you still come with you." ” Xu Ziming wiped the sweat on his head, "My injury is small, but the safety of adults is big, Ziming's life was saved by adults, and it already belongs to adults."
With that, he bent down to pick up the head of the clay man, frowned and muttered, "How did such a little clay figure kill people?"
” Cheng Muyou stretched out his hand to take the head and looked at it carefully, "Everyone is suffocated to death, is it?"
Before he could finish speaking, the round clay suddenly jumped from his palm, and pounced on his mouth and nose like crazy, instantly sealing his nostrils and mouth.
Cheng Muyou only felt suffocated for a while, and he couldn't breathe in any more air, he desperately put his fingers into his mouth, trying to pull out the mud inside, but the mud seemed to be alive, and in an instant, it had turned into several mud streams, overflowing down his trachea and esophagus, filling every bit of space he could breathe.
Finally, Cheng Muyou was no longer powerless to struggle, he fell to the ground with wide eyes, grabbed his neck with both hands, and scratched out blood marks on his white skin.
Now, he finally knew how those people died, but he didn't expect that he would die at the hands of these clay people like them.
The feeling of suffocation in his chest gradually disappeared, and Cheng Muyou felt that the strength of his whole body had been squeezed clean, and his hands slipped weakly from his neck, and he could no longer exert any strength.
When he was dying, he could only hear Xu Ziming's frightened cries for help, and he shook his body desperately, but he didn't know what to do.
In the last moment before his consciousness disappeared, a white light flashed in Cheng Muyou's mind: This is a trap, they already knew that I was coming to Hong's house, so they deliberately designed to lure me out, but, why did these clay people kill me?
Why would they be targeting me?
Before he could figure it out, his body was suddenly lifted up in the air, and in a trance, he felt a flash of red light in front of him, and then a hot thing was stuffed into his mouth, burning his palate and instantly forming a circle of blisters, and his mouth was also filled with a scorching gas.
Xu Ziming's frightened voice came from his ears, "What are you going to do?"
What are you going to do to adults?
” "If you want him to live, just wait on the side, my ears will be pierced by you."
This familiar voice calmed Cheng Muyou's heart in an instant, and he knew that he was saved.
Sure enough, the mud blocked in the chest of the throat began to surge upwards, and finally, he felt a strong vomiting, bent down, fell on the ground and vomited desperately, spit out all the dirt with a strong fishy smell, and in the end, he still felt that something was stuck in his throat, so he could only put his hand into his mouth and pull the thing out with force.
It was a red thread, less than half a foot long, but it twisted and twisted in the palm of his hand, and from time to time it raised one end high, like a poisonous snake ready to attack.
Cheng Muyou took a few heavy breaths, looked at the red line in shock, and turned his head to look at the young man who looked like a little guy next to him, "Right ear, what is this?"
” The right ear blinked, lifted the red thread and rubbed it between the two fingers, and the spiritual eye in the center of the forehead, which was invisible to others, slowly opened, staring intently at the red thread that was still struggling.
Oh, the spiritual eye closed again, he threw the red thread on the ground, and gently crushed the shoe on it, crushing it into pieces, and then looked at Cheng Muyou again, "My lord, someone has cast evil magic on this red line, and used this line to manipulate those clay people to commit murder. ” "Evil arts," Cheng Muyou whispered these two words, and a layer of light suddenly appeared in his eyes, "That's right, in fact, those people of the Liu family were not suffocated to death by the mud at the bottom of the pond, they were the same as Chen Huang, they were all suffocated by the mud figures, but the murderer threw all the Liu family into the lotus pond, which made us mistakenly think that they were suffocated by the mud." ” "But my lord, according to what you said, there are no traces of dirt in the mouths and noses of Chen and Huang."
Xu Ziming was still puzzled.
The right ear shook his head and sighed, "Fool, look at the ground, but there is still a trace of that clay man?"
” Hearing him say this, Cheng Muyou and Xu Ziming lowered their heads at the same time, only to find that the mud just now had disappeared out of thin air, and there was no trace left.
Cheng Muyou's face changed, and he looked at his right ear, "Who is it that can use such an evil technique to kill people in an instant?"
” The right ear shook his head, "I don't know this, before leaving, the girl only handed me a few rune papers, saying that if I was in danger, I would burn one to use, just now I saw that the adult was almost suffocated by the yellow mud, so I burned the rune paper and stuffed it into your mouth, which led the mud flow out." ” Cheng Muyou realized the burning pain in his mouth at this time, but this pain was nothing compared to Fang Cai almost suffocating to death, plus the mention of Yan Niang in his right ear suddenly made his anxious heart overflow with a touch of coolness, and his mood became better.
He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Your girl asked you to come over?"
” The right ear nodded, "Girl, she went to Bianliang, and told me before leaving that if I don't see you come back within ten days, I must come to Liaoyang to look for you." ” "It seems that she already knew that this Liaoyang County was treacherous, so she asked you to come over to help us, but," Cheng Muyou raised his head slightly, "I still can't understand why the target of the clay figure is me?"
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