Chapter 422 Selling a Body
The three of Mo Hua looked at each other, and their eyes were a little shocked.
Murder and sell corpses?
"Who did you sell it?" Mo Hua asked.
Wang Lai stammered, "A gray-clothed masked monk... I don''t know who it is..."
"You haven''t seen his appearance before?"
"I only want the spirit stone, I don''t care about his appearance..."
"What else?" Mo Hua''s eyes narrowed slightly.
Wang Lai was a little surprised, "What else?"
Mo Hua said: "How did you know him, how did you get involved, how did you make a deal, how did you kill people, how did you sell the corpse, everything, everything was said."
Wang Lai pulled the corner of his mouth.
Mo Hua kicked him and said fiercely:
"Don''t lie to me. Your little thoughts can''t be hidden from me. If I know that you lied to me, I will make you very unlucky!"
But his picturesque little face will not be scary even if it is fierce.
But Wang Lai dared not not say anything.
This little ghost has a cute face, but he can''t do anything.
Especially those eyes, innocence, there is some depth, as if they can see through their own details...
Besides, since things have come to this point, there is no need for him to hide it.
Either don’t speak, once you open your mouth, there is nothing you can’t say:
"I''m from Jinhua Street, a brothel, and I met the gray monk..."
"He is medium-sized, thin, covered with his face, can''t see his appearance clearly, and his spiritual sense cannot be seen."
"He has a faint smell on his body all year round. At first I didn''t know it, but later I dealt with it and did business. Then I realized that the smell was a dead smell, a bit cold rotten smell."
"The first time I did a ''buying'' was because I had no spirit stones."
"I bet all night the day before yesterday, but I lost all of them. The creditor asked for debts and said he would not pay it back, so I would just chop my hands."
"I was desperate, so he asked me, ''Do you want to do business?''"
"I sneered. How can I earn spiritual stones after a serious business these days?"
"He said, it''s not serious."
"I became interested and asked him what business he had. He asked me if I had killed someone. I said I had killed someone, and he said, it was similar to you, but now I have killed someone and give him the body."
"I think it''s unlucky, but I don''t have spirit stones, I don''t eat or drink, and I''m not even as good as wild dogs on the street."
“Poverty is more terrible than death.”
"What''s more, it''s someone else who dies, it has nothing to do with me, so I agreed."
"The first time I did this business, I killed a monk in the aisle. After killing, I cut a few more and gave him the body. He frowned and said that there should not be too many wounds except for the heart meridians, otherwise money would be deducted."
"I''m impatient and just killing someone. It''s too **** too much, but I don''t have a spirit stone, so I can only listen to him."
"He explained the rules to me again..."
"A corpse of a young and strong monk, one hundred and fifty spirit stones;"
"The corpse of an elderly monk, eighty spirit stones;"
"male or female."
"There are no wounds in the limbs and body except for the heart meridians."
"If there is a wound, it will be deducted from ten to fifty spirit stones..."
“…”
"After I made a few transactions, I found that the business was not going long."
"Kill one or two, Dao Tingsi''s lazy guys may not be able to care about it, but if you kill too many, even a fool can find you."
"At this time, the gray-clothed monk suggested that I kill the mine cultivator."
"I was hesitant at first. After all, my father is a mining repairman, and I am half a mining repairman. Although I don''t do good deeds on weekdays, I don''t see you. I look up and see you, and I have some friendship."
"But he gave too much, I can''t refuse..."
"For monks, spirit stones are real, and friendships are all fake."
"Kill a mine repairman and you will earn almost a hundred spirit stones."
"I can''t even think about how many spirit stones can I earn if I kill so many mines in Nanyue City..."
"And mine repair can also produce mine repairs, and they can''t be killed in every lifetime..."
"Even if I don''t kill them, they will die of old age, exhaustion, death from mineral poisoning, oppression, and death from accidents in the mine..."
"Since they are all dead, why not let me earn some spirit stones?"
"Also, killing ore repairs can be very hidden."
"Mining cultivation life is very hard. Just make an excuse to say that you can earn spirit stones, and they will follow you."
"The mine is secluded at night and no one comes, so it''s best for killing people."
"After killing, he pretended to be missing, no one could find it. It can be said that it was seamless."
"But we are still a little worried, afraid of being discovered."
"So I found the family of the dead mine repairman and said I would help them with compensation."
"First, in order to cover up people''s eyes and reduce suspicion, we need compensation for the mine repair, so they will not suspect that we killed the person."
"Second, we need compensation and we can get some more spirit stones."
"One miner can earn two spiritual stones if you die..."
Old Yu''s eyes were red when he heard it, and he wanted to eat the king.
Mo Hua''s expression was extremely cold, "You killed the five missing miners before?"
Wang Lai hesitated for a moment and nodded.
Mo Hua''s eyes were slightly condensed, "Then why did they die in the mine?"
Wang Lai looked a little scared, "I...I don''t know either."
"I just killed them, but after killing them, I saw that there seemed to be something moving in the mine..."
"I thought of the rumors about the mine and was a little scared, so I hid them in the corner first, covered them with gravel, and then found time to secretly transport the bodies out of the mine."
Wang Lai swallowed, "Yes...but when I go to look for it the next day, I will find the bodies of these five people missing..."
These five corpses were dragged into the mine by something and then eaten...
Wang Lai looked confused, "What mine?"
Mo Hua released his spiritual consciousness and peeked at the fluctuations of the spiritual consciousness of the king, and found that he was not lying.
Wang Lai... I really don''t know...
"How many years have you been doing this business?" Mo Hua asked again.
“Thirty or forty years…”
The screen of Mo is expressionless, "In other words, you have killed the mine repairman for thirty or forty years, and the corpse of the mine repairman has been sold for thirty or forty years?"
Wang Lai swallowed, "Yes..."
Bai Zisheng couldn''t help but say, "Why kill him..."
Wang Lai was shocked, "You promised to let me go."
Mo Hua''s eyes gradually became colder, and her expression was no longer happy or angry, and she didn''t know what she was thinking.
Wang Lai felt cold in his heart.
At this moment, Mo Hua suddenly looked shocked and looked at the mine behind him.
In the mine, the dead aura suddenly became heavier.
It seems that something is gradually awakening.
The moisture condensed into water droplets, dripping down, and the sound of water droplets sounded everywhere in the mine cave, strange and gloomy.
Slightly strange noises were also heard from the stone walls around.
Mo Hua''s expression changed suddenly and he hurriedly said:
"Go away!"
Bai Zixi and Bai Zisheng also realized something was wrong and nodded one after another.
Mo Hua looked at Wang Er and Tang Wu lying on the ground, and said to Lao Yu, "Wake up them."
Lao Yu''s head looked panicked.
He also felt abnormalities in the mine.
It was midnight, and it was the most dangerous time in the mine.
I don''t know if something came alive...
Old Yu''s legs were weak, he stood up tremblingly, walked to Wang Er and Tang Wu, and slapped each of them, "Get up!"
The two of them were just knocked unconscious and took Mo Hua''s elixir. Their injuries gradually healed. They were slapped by Lao Yu''s head. Hearing his shouts, he gradually opened his eyes.
The scene in front of them made them very unfamiliar.
The gangsters vomited blood and fell to the ground. Wang Lai was miserable and hurried in the corner.
There are three young monks with extraordinary demeanor in front of the king.
The two of them were a little confused for a moment, "Old Yu...this..."
Old Yu said, "Don''t ask for it first, run away quickly!"
Wang Er and Tang Wu then realized and struggled to get up.
"Let''s go!" Mo Hua said decisively.
As soon as the few people were about to run away, Wang Lai begged:
"Save me! I don''t want to die here!"
Mo Hua''s eyes flashed slightly and she said to Bai Zisheng: "Take him with you."
Bai Zisheng was a little reluctant.
Mo Hua said: "He is useful."
“Okay.”
Bai Zisheng nodded, locked Wanglai with chains, and dragged him out.
As for the remaining few gangsters, I don’t care about the ink painting.
The mine is moving abnormally. They can survive, so they are considered to be very lucky. If they die, they deserve it. They deserve it. The mine manager who died at their hands will pay their lives.
In this way, Bai Zisheng dragged the mangy-like king, his speed did not decrease and ran out of the mine.
The ink painting uses his body skills and follows Bai Zisheng.
Bai Zixi''s steps were light and followed Mo Hua.
Lao Yutou, Wang Er and Tang Wu were running desperately behind him. Perhaps it was a crisis and he ran slowly.
The aura in the mine gradually became gloomy, and the dead aura gradually spread everywhere.
Fortunately, the ink painting was discovered early and the retreat was quite timely.
So when a dull, inhuman roar came from the mine, Mo Hua and his men had already escaped from the mine.
Mo Hua was still worried and took everyone through the secret door and left the Lu family mine until the edge of the mine, and then stopped.
Wang Lai was dragged all over and covered in bruises and fainted.
Wang Er and Tang Wu were also shocked and gasped.
Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi''s expressions were also a little surprised.
Mo Hua turned around and looked at the mine, her pupils vibrated.
At this time, a terrifying aura broke out from the mine, which was composed of many gloomy auras.
In the mine, there was a slight harsh and heart-wrenching movement, as if there was a ghost scratching something with his hands.
It seems like there is a dead miner digging.
And mixed with the corruption and death aura, the evil aura that Mo Hua once felt was even stronger.
Mo Hua''s brows frowned even tighter.
Who is it and what kind of ultimate formation is it?
What exactly is hidden in this gloomy mine...
(This chapter ends)