Chapter 167: Who is the painter?

Cao Wei cried with tears and snotted her face and said, "My son came back tonight and said that the school is on holiday, and I have to come back for a few days. Our husband and wife are quite happy. The mother gave him a big table of dishes. He Why are you dead?"
When he talked for a while, Tang Mingli asked for a while before he asked. His son had finished eating and said that he was very tired. He went back to the room and rested. The mother of the child made a nightingale and sent his son to the bedroom.
He was watching TV in the living room. It didn't take long before he heard his wife scream and fainted. When he entered the door, he saw the human skin in the box.
Tang Mingli frowned and asked: "Are someone coming tonight?"
Cao Wei wiped a nose and said: "Only the Lan Lan of the second floor has been here. Her relationship with my son has been very good. I came to consult my class and sat in my son's room for a while."
I and Tang Mingli looked at each other, and Cao Wei paid attention to safety, and then went out to the second floor.
It was amazement. Before the building could hear human voices, it was very quiet and quiet.
On the second floor of the family, the door was hidden, and Tang Mingli blocked me behind him, pulling out a short shackle from the long boots.
I found that this dagger was different from the one he used to, and it looked very primitive, like bronze, with some green rust on it.
Hey~
I suddenly felt that the little flying sword in the body seemed to have some kind of reaction.
This short slap is also a musical instrument, and the level is not low!
Pushing open the door, a strong smell came, the room was full of blood, and a middle-aged couple fell into a pool of blood.
I touched their carotid artery and it was already out of breath.
Suddenly, the voice of the woman came from the back room, the sound line was very beautiful, but it was very gloomy. It was especially scary at the scene of the killing.
We followed the sound and found the past, slowly pushing the door of the bedroom.
A young girl is facing us in front of the mirror, holding a wooden comb, slowly combing black long hair, combing and singing a song of sorrow and sorrow.
[This woman will be painted leather? Feeling terrible, she turned around, will it be a grimace? 】
[I am afraid she will take her head down and comb her hair in the next moment. 】
[You have seen more horror novels? 】
I have been careful to come behind her and look over the mirror.
In the mirror, it was a pale, ghostly face, with fierce horror and a stern smile.
She jumped up, holding a kitchen knife in her hand and slashing it toward my head.
I pulled out the short mahogany, my body was short, and I escaped the knife. Her speed was very fast and her strength was great. This knife fell into the wall.
Tang Mingli kicked her kick on her back and kicked her out. Then she caught up with it and was about to kick it again. The girl’s eyes flashed a red light, and suddenly there was a strong energy in the body. , turned into a fierce wind blade, heading towards Tang Mingli.
Tang Mingli did not hide or scream, lifted the bronze short shackles, cut a knife, and instantly cut off those wind blades and cut them to her head.
"The tyrant! Stop!" I sighed. "Don't hurt her, she is not a ghost, but she is possessed by ghosts!"
Tang Mingli slammed his fist and kicked her on the chest, stepping her on the ground.
[Hey, this ghost will use the wind power super power? Good high-end. 】
[The front of the eyelids, the wind system super power is definitely this girl, the ghost possesses, but is manipulating this girl. 】
[You only see it, it’s hard to be possessed by a ghost.]
[It's hard, not impossible! 】
[The previous topics are high-end, are you all so-called aliens? Can you take care of the emotions of ordinary people like us? 】
The girl struggled desperately, her mouth screamed at him, her eyes were dark and her face was stunned. Tang Mingli stabbed the bronze short scorpion in her throat. The short scent gave off a burning scent, making the girl very uncomfortable, as if there was fire. Baked under the body.
I walked over, grabbed the girl's chin, and carefully checked her again, saying: "The three yang fires on her body have been extinguished, so they will be possessed."
Legend has it that ordinary people have three fires on their shoulders. These three are yang fires and can ward off evil spirits. Those who have these three yang fires are not easy to be ghosts.
But if a person is in a bad situation, seriously ill, and the body is dying, the three yang fires will be extinguished.
The abilities, the warriors, and the monks have strong strength and heavy blood. The three yang fires are exceptionally stable and difficult to extinguish, so few ghosts can get on them.
At this time, the three yang fires on the shoulders of the girl were extinguished.
This girl is obviously being framed.
I dug out a special cinnabar, painted a spell on the girl's forehead, chest and palms, rubbing a law in her hands, chanting a curse, all the spells light up the golden light, and a black spurt smoke.
I screamed: "I am in a hurry as a law!" A palm shot on her chest, she made a scream like a human, slammed her body, and a black figure appeared in her chest.
Tang Mingli quickly shot, a knife stabbed on the black ghost, giving off a golden glow.
The ghosts were smashed and smashed, leaving only a sigh of relief, quietly drilling into my nose and mouth.
[Ah, ah, you see no, the tyrant just got a good guy! 】
[Yes, yes, it’s so handsome, it’s a national husband! Handsome out of the new height! I am standing firmly in the tyrant! 】
[National husband is not king XX? 】
[Cut, what is his national husband, at best, a little money, we have not only money, but also martial arts, the most important point, he is handsome! 】
[I can't stand these flower idiots, who will take them away! 】
The ghosts were removed, and the girl seemed to have just finished 10,000 meters. Her face was pale and languid, as if she had just finished 10,000 meters and was about to run out.
"She's not painting." I frowned and said, "There is another person!"
The girl looked at us blankly: "Who are you... Why are you at home? My family is very poor, you can't get the money."
We both looked at each other and some could not bear to tell her that her parents had been killed by herself.
The girl climbed up from the ground and looked into the living room, and suddenly screamed: "You guys and murderers! You killed my mom and dad, I fight with you!"
She shouted and rushed up, and Tang Mingli grabbed her neck. She struggled desperately. She unconsciously flew a few wind blades in her hands, but they were all weak and were broken by Tang Mingli.
"You calm down!" I said loudly. "You think about it, what happened in the end?"
The girl was stunned by me and suddenly stopped, she seemed to think of something, her face became white.
She trembled and held her head: "No, no, not what I did, not me..."
I held her shoulder and said, "You are possessed by ghosts. It is the ghost that killed your parents. I have already driven you out."
Tang Mingli let go of her, her legs were soft, sitting on the ground, her eyes were dull and empty, and her spirit was on the verge of collapse.
I grabbed her shoulder and said seriously: "Girl, what is your name?"
"Mu Zi." She answered dumbly, "Li Muzi."
"Well, Muzi, you listen to me, killing your parents, it is a ghost. Although this ghost has been killed by us, there is another hidden in this apartment building. It is the culprit, you want it. Revenge for your parents?"
"Think." There was finally a glimpse in her eyes.
"Well, then you will think about it carefully. What happened when you went to the Cao family on the fourth floor today?" I said.
Li Muzi took a deep breath and carefully thought about it for a while. He said: "I remembered. I went to ask Cao Yang to ask math questions. Today, Cao Yang’s big brother is very weird. Usually he is very kind, and today’s yin and yang are strange. He Saying that I want to show me a good thing, I took a strange stone to me, I took the stone, and soon my head began to faint, and the things behind me would not be clear."
My heart moved: "What does the stone look like?"
"The fist is so big, it's black and red, it feels very ice, like ice," she said.
I suddenly realized: "It turned out to be a sinister stone! No wonder the three yang fires on your body are gone."
The yin stone is a stone that grows in the extremely yin, absorbs the chilly air, is the thing to the yin, and Li Muzi's ability level is low, can be easily extinguished.
[Now things are already obvious, there is only one truth! 】
[Don't pretend to be forced, let's talk, who is it? 】
[Do you still use it? Tonight, only two people have entered Cao Yang’s room. One is Li Muzi. If she is not painting skin, there is only one left. 】
[I know, it is the mother of Cao Yang! 】
This matter, Tang Mingli and I have already thought of it naturally. I said, "Li Muzi, you stay at home and hide, no matter what you hear, don't come out."
Li Muzi bit his teeth and grabbed the kitchen knife on the ground. He said, "I want to go with you. Although I have nothing to do, it kills my parents. I want to avenge them!"
I strangely asked: "You don't know if you have an ability?"
She looked blank: "What power?"
I can only give her a brief talk about the wind abilities. She was shocked first and then smiled: "What use is this abilities? I can't even protect my parents."
[Where, sister, you don’t want to force it, we don’t want the power to get it. 】
[Don't you give me a good time? I would rather take a million to exchange with you! 】
[For people to force, forced to be thunder, sister! 】
Li Muzi carefully followed us. Her eyes were firm and there was no fear. She thought it was too much of a blow, with mortal determination to avenge her parents.