I saw that half of the man's face was gone, revealing the white bones. His two eyeballs were nowhere to be seen, and blood was dripping from the two empty holes.
Liang Yue frowned, holding back her nausea, and walked over to take a closer look at the fortune teller.
Who did he offend? He was killed in the street!
The red ghost went back and reported to Chu Ziyang: "Your Majesty, he is the same as those before."
Liang Yue shook her head and sniffed, feeling that the faint evil aura had not completely dissipated.
"look!"
Someone shouted in horror from behind.
Liang Yue also saw that the mouse had been burnt to ashes. The ashes did not fall to the ground. Instead, they seemed to have their own consciousness. They floated into the air and stuck to the gray wall, showing a big picture on the wall. The word "death"!
Gradually, the word "death" turned blood red again.
this……
Probably, this was the reason why the crazy father asked her to come to Bei'an City.
But Liang Yue thinks, why is this a bit strange?
Judging from what Red Ghost meant, he was probably not the first one to do it. It didn’t cause panic, and there were actually so many people watching the fun!
This is really strange!
Could it be...
Liang Yue had some concerns in her heart.
At this time, Chu Ziyang personally stepped forward to check on the fortune teller who died tragically.
"I pretended to be blind for thirty years and deceived myself for decades, but in the end I harmed myself."
Liang Yue deepened her suspicions when she heard Chu Ziyang sighing like this.
This fortune-telling can't be considered a cultivation level, and it can't be called a master. Isn't it a bit of a fuss to kill him?
If it is because this fortune teller told people wrong fortunes in the past and harmed someone, now they are taking revenge...
It's not impossible, but it's not necessarily the person he offended.
This weird mouse and the remaining demonic energy made Liang Yue have to blame the demon clan for this matter.
Liang Yue couldn't help but have a headache, who was being dishonest and causing trouble for herself?
"Gah!"
There was a sound of bones dislocating, and Liang Yue saw that the dead fortune teller actually moved!
His head suddenly stood up, he opened his arms, and rushed towards Chu Ziyang in front of him. He was so fast that Chu Ziyang was not prepared at all, and he was grabbed by the neck by the fortune teller.
Chu Ziyang's face turned red, which showed how strong this guy was!
"Quick! Protect the prince!"
The red ghost and the guards rushed over, pulling, pulling and slashing, but the fortune teller did not let go at all.
Liang Yue was hiding in the dark and thought it was a bit funny, but Chu Ziyang was indeed old and had no power to fight back.
However, one cannot stand idly by and let Chu Ziyang be strangled to death like this.
Otherwise, if the matter gets bigger and the news reaches the capital, Liang Yue will not be able to explain to her crazy father.
Liang Yue snapped her fingers, and the fortune teller's open mouth and exposed yellow teeth seemed to be stuck, and her hand suddenly loosened and hung on Chu Ziyang.
Chu Ziyang fell to the ground with the fortune teller still hanging on his body. He choked and coughed for a while before stopping.
The red ghost kicked the fortune teller aside and helped Chu Ziyang up.
"Send the prince back to his residence and ask the doctor to look at the prince's injuries. I'll leave this to my subordinates."
The fingerprints on Chu Ziyang's neck ranged from red and purple to blue and black, which was obviously not something that ordinary doctors could cure.
"No, go to Qingluo Pavilion."
Chu Ziyang's words surprised Liang Yue. If it had been in the past, he would have been so angry that he would have cut the fortune teller into pieces first.
"However, it's not like the subordinates from Qingluo Pavilion haven't invited him. They don't want to see the prince at all."
The red ghost was nervous about Chu Ziyang's injury. He only had his master in his heart, and all matters of right and wrong came at the back.
"No, only she can do this..."
Before Chu Ziyang could finish his words, his feet collapsed, he fell on his back and fainted.
Yo! Can't you bear such an injury?
Liang Yue felt sarcastic again.
The pain Chu Ziyang caused his crazy father back then was countless times more than this.
Just let him hurt like this!
Liang Yue's heart skipped a beat and left the south of the city.
After returning to the inn, Liang Yue was tossing and turning and couldn't fall asleep!
"Something's wrong."
Liang Yue sat up and kept mumbling, "Something's wrong!"
Qingzhu, who was watching the night, knocked on the door: "Master, what are your orders?"
"You come in."
Liang Yue rubbed the center of her brows, no sleepiness at all.
Qingzhu poured Liangyue a cup of hot tea.
"Master, are you too tired?"
Liang Yue shook her head.
"You two went out for a walk, did you gain anything?"
Liang Yue didn't want to think about those troublesome things in Bei'an Palace anymore, so she changed the topic.
"Some unusual things have indeed happened in the city recently. Several monks and aristocratic families in the city have lost their lives, and many casual monks have also been attacked and killed. They all died in strange ways, and..."
Qingzhu paused before saying, "I heard that when they died, there were some dead animals around them. They seemed to be little demons that had not yet transformed into human form."
"Will the words "death" be left on the wall as well?"
Liang Yue asked further.
"Yes, again and again, it's definitely not a coincidence."
Liang Yue's heart sank to the bottom. This matter was not simple.
As she expected, this murderer would not attack ordinary people, but would target monks and some little monsters.
"In this case, we at Qingluo Pavilion can't just sit back and watch."
But Liang Yue heard the meaning behind Hong Gui's words, and Qiqi and the others seemed to have done nothing.
"Recently, the little demons from Qingluo Pavilion have been patrolling the city every day. However, this murderer has no pattern and no characteristics. His whereabouts are mysterious. It seems that he kills whenever he wants and whenever he encounters him."
When Liang Yue heard what Qing Zhu said, she felt that the matter was even more difficult.
"Since Qiqi and the others have done their own jobs, that's all. Let's do our own."
Liang Yue said this.
Qingzhu is worried that things will be difficult to handle.
"Master, is this really okay? It's just the three of us."
Liang Yue smiled: "Don't be afraid, I am the Demon Lord. It's not a serious matter, so I won't come yet!"
You can't feel guilty in front of your apprentice, right?
However, Liang Yue didn't have time to go to the homes of the major monks one by one to read the specific details. The only place where the information could be summarized was the Prince's Palace in Bei'an.
"You and Yuzhu, disguised as doctors, treated the injuries of King Bei'an."
Liang Yue took out a bottle of medicine and handed it to Qing Zhu.
"Remember, don't reveal your identity, let alone let them know that I asked you to go. Do you understand?"
Qingzhu nodded and retreated.
Liang Yue didn't feel sleepy, so she went to find a tavern. The tavern was about to close, so Liang Yue bought a jar of wine and drank while walking.
"Bei'an City?"
Many, many years ago, in this city, there was a madman who held a child and ran through every street with injuries all over his body, just to find a place for the child to sleep.
Liang Yue once particularly hated Bei'an City. On that day, no one opened the door for them, and no one dared to take them in.
Bei'an City, this place is cold. Because there is no memory here that is not filled with pain, blood and tears.
If he hadn't met Hua Niang, if she hadn't become the demon lord, Crazy Dad would have turned into a pile of withered bones in the dungeon of the quarry.
