Chapter 81 Small Coffin

The next day, Ning Wuxie started the investigation in his own way as he had said last night.

At the same time, he began to recall the methods of the demons of the Heart Devouring God Cult.

In his previous life, he had dealt with them a lot, but that was a long time ago, one or two hundred years ago.

He only remembered that the Heart Devouring God Cult's skills were indeed related to the heart.

Countless bloody and terrifying skills evolved around the heart of living beings, and they were practiced through them.

Among them, of course, the human heart is the most precious.

Ning Wuxie first used the photo balls he got when he cooperated with Qin Jiuyao and installed them on the main road of the village.

Then he visited some villagers and asked them about the circumstances when the children were killed.

Most of the villagers were indifferent and claimed that they didn't know. Only a few people were willing to reveal some information.

But it was useless. Just as Ning Wuxie thought, the two children were wandering in the village, and no one adopted and cared for them. On the night of the incident, the two children were sleeping in the cowshed, and no one knew what happened.

Ning Wuxie also asked Bai Zhoufei to check around the village to see if there were any special circumstances, but nothing was found.

A week had passed since the incident, and everyone had died, and any bloody smell had dissipated.

Finally, he had to turn his attention to the bodies of the two children.

In order to have something to write in the investigation report, Ning Wuxie had to check it out, although he could imagine what the scene was like, as he had seen a lot in his previous life.

Without notifying Wang Dayong, he took Xuan'er and walked into the hut where the coffins were parked.

The villagers were even unwilling to lend the ancestral hall to the two children to stay for a while, perhaps because they thought that being killed by the devil was a bit unclean.

Pushing open the wooden door, a bone-chilling breath suddenly rushed towards him, as if he had walked into an ice cellar. Ning Wuxie knew that this was the effect of the anti-corruption pills, which could keep the corpses from rotting for half a month.

Two small coffins were placed in the middle of the house, with a gap left on each coffin lid.

In the cold and dim light, the two coffins made the scene a little scary, and the length of the coffins made the scene even more weird.

These are still two children.

"Brother..."

Xuan'er clenched Ning Wuxie's hand. She had never seen a child's corpse, and it was her first time to contact the magic.

"Don't be afraid, dead is dead." Ning Wuxie touched Xuan'er's head.

The two walked slowly forward and stood in front of two small coffins.

Ning Wuxie stretched out his hand to press the coffin lid, pushed it outward, and the coffin lid slid to the ground with a thud, which scared Xuan'er.

Ning Wuxie held her hand again and looked into the coffin.

A little boy about five or six years old, with a blue face, lips and eyes tightly closed, lay peacefully inside.

He was wearing extremely dirty and ill-fitting coarse cloth clothes, and I don't know where he picked them up. The chest of the clothes was torn, and there was a dark seam inside.

It was obvious that he died of having his heart removed.

Fortunately, he didn't seem to suffer much pain before he died.

Seeing this, Ning Wuxie had nothing to investigate. Reaching in, picking up the clothes and taking a look, he confirmed the boy's various conditions and planned to write it into the investigation report later.

The Heart Devouring Cult is good at taking people's hearts, and the boy's heart is even more precious in their eyes.

The two orphans had no one to take care of them, and they suffered this disaster, which was also a relief from this indifferent world.

"Brother, is there a problem?" Xuan'er's little face was nervous, and she grabbed Ning Wuxie's left arm.

Ning Wuxie found that Xuan'er was really scared, as if she was not afraid of bloody scenes and broken arms and limbs, but was afraid of this weird and gloomy atmosphere.

It was like scaring herself.

"No problem, we can go."

"Don't you want to look at that coffin?"

Xuan'er wanted to reach out and point, but she didn't dare to, so she could only use her eyes to signal and look at the small coffin inside the house.

Ning Wuxie smiled: "Don't look, it's the same. Seeing you are so scared, do you still dare to look?"

"Why don't you dare..."

Xuan'er pouted her mouth, showing an unconvinced look, but she was fierce inside.

"Haha, it's okay, no need to look."

The two children died at the same time. The girl must have died of having her heart taken out like the boy.

No additional useful information.

This is one of the reasons. Another reason is that Ning Wuxie felt a little resistant.

The girl was also five or six years old, the same as when he picked up Xuan'er.

He still remembered the scene of Xuan'er appearing in front of his house with a dirty face.

Although he would not cry because of seeing the body of a little girl, Ning Wuxie still didn't want to make himself unhappy.

"Let's go." He said, pulling his hand out of the coffin.

Xuan'er nodded, turned and walked towards the door, but found that Ning Wuxie didn't seem to follow.

"?" She turned around in confusion, but saw Ning Wuxie standing there, his body turned around, but his hand was still in the coffin, with a wooden expression on his face.

"Brother?" Xuan'er asked in confusion.

Ning Wuxie looked at Xuan'er and swallowed his saliva.

Then he slowly turned his head and looked at the coffin.

He didn't pull his hand out.

The boy who lost his heart was staring at him blankly with his eyes wide open, with pure black eyes without whites!

A young, shriveled hand was tightly holding two of Ning Wuxie's fingers!

In an instant, Ning Wuxie's hair stood on end!

Corpse puppet!

In an instant, he remembered the scene of dealing with the Heart Devouring Cult in his previous life!

The magic of the Heart Devouring Cult did have this kind of evil method, which could turn a heartless corpse into a corpse puppet trap, and it would attack as soon as someone approached to collect the corpse!

"Xuan'er, be careful!"

As soon as Ning Wuxie shouted, the boy in the coffin suddenly burst into flames. Black nails more than an inch long sprouted from the tips of his fingers facing the wind. He let out a shrill scream and grabbed Ning Wuxie!

clang!

The spirit sword instantly flew out from the storage ring and lay between Ning Wuxie's neck and the claws of the boy's corpse. It actually made a sound of gold and iron colliding!

Only Ning Wuxie, with his powerful soul now, could react in an instant and summon the flying sword!

Xuan'er was startled by this sudden scene, and immediately took two steps back and leaned against the wall.

She was already afraid, but something as strange as the resurrection of the dead completely panicked her for a moment.

Bai Zhou was still exploring the situation outside the village and couldn't get there for a while.

Ning Wuxie glared hard, clenched his right fist hard and pulled it out of the corpse puppet's hand. Using his spiritual power, he punched the corpse puppet's head.

But the corpse puppet has the body shape of a child and is extremely agile.

Seeing that his right paw was pressed against Ning Wuxie's Lingjian Mountain, he actually jumped out of the coffin and kicked Ning Wuxie's right fist with his foot!

At the same time, he grabbed Ning Wuxie's flying sword with both hands and threw it upwards.

The flying sword was summoned in a hurry, without any spiritual power injected into it, but he just threw it away!

The corpse puppet has no emotions, is extremely powerful, and knows no fear or pain. It attacks with all possible means and is crazy and fierce.

The moment he threw away the flying sword, he opened his mouth and bit Ning Wuxie again!

With such a close distance and in an instant, Ning Wuxie could not avoid it.

But the flying sword was thrown away by the corpse puppet, which gave him the inspiration to fight!

He immediately adapted to the situation, turned his right hand into a fist, and grabbed the corpse puppet's ankle.

At the same time, his left fist was infused with the power of the stars, and he punched it out suddenly, directly facing the corpse puppet's fanged mouth.

When the corpse puppet saw the flesh and blood being served, it naturally bit it instinctively. Ning Wuxie's fist actually inserted itself between the corpse puppet's teeth!

The corpse puppet's fangs slightly pierced the skin and bit into Ning Wuxie's mouth.

There was no way, Xuan'er was frightened, there was no time for him to fight in the hut, so we had to solve it as soon as possible!

But at the same time, the corpse puppet that was biting Ning Wuxie's fist and being held by Ning Wuxie by the ankle was stretched like a piece of dough by Ning Wuxie and pulled open in the air!

"?"

The corpse puppet was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect to be controlled like this.

But he was reluctant to let go of the living flesh and blood in his mouth.

At this moment of hesitation, the flying sword that had been thrown away by the corpse puppet had already adjusted its posture in the air!

The sword pointed downwards, and the power of the stars was injected into it and circulated crazily. Like a judgment from heaven, the spiritual sword fell against the corpse boy's waist in an instant!

Poof!

This time, the corpse puppet's hard body couldn't resist, and was pierced by the spirit sword!

Ning Wuxie's hands were not idle, and she violently exerted force on both sides!

The corpse puppet's small body was torn apart by Ning Wuxie on the spot!

In the final analysis, the cultivation level of this kind of zombie trap is not strong, and it has no spiritual intelligence, which means it has no fighting wisdom.

The main character is still fierce and crazy, and he will attack when others are not paying attention, so he is quite threatening.

But the body was broken into two parts, and even the corpse puppet was unable to save it. The boy's corpse struggled for a while and stopped moving.

Ning Wuxie was about to breathe a sigh of relief and spoke out to comfort Xuan'er.

But I heard another strange sound suddenly coming from directly in front.

Like...the sound of wood cracking.

"Brother, be careful!"

Xuan'er let out a scream of terror, but Ning Wuxie had just torn the body of the boy's corpse into pieces and hadn't let go yet.

He was shocked and looked up suddenly, only to see that the cover of the coffin on the inside of the room had also been torn apart!

A girl with a green face and sharp teeth and a dark gap in her chest came out with a bang and rushed towards Ning Wuxie!

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