MTL - Tyrannical Wang’s Beloved Wife-v2 Chapter 555 : Locust

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Because it is very well known, so for the dead and the living, and even the various people who die, the length of the person who died, what kind of state it is, not to be clear, at least eighty-nine, but long Mrs. Ping Houji is not in the scope of his understanding. It is obviously a dead person. However, after cutting the body, it is like a living person. It goes down with a knife, even if it is on the living person, whether it is From the speed of bleeding, or the shape of the wound, you know, no heart beats, no pulse, how is this formed?

How to see, how can it be unthinkable.

It has always been a coffin face, and I can't help but squat.

Of course, Gong Jiu’s psychological endurance is also quite strong. He does not think that the situation of output common sense does not exist. It only shows that he does not understand this aspect.

His purpose is to find out the cause of death of Mrs. Chang Pinghou, because the death is inexplicable, it is the most taboo place.

However, Gong Jiu still did not find the reason, even if the meat of all four limbs was cut open, the bones were basically knocked open, and the heads were completely opened.

Usually, this silent death should be caused by some kind of poison. However, Gong Ji uses all the methods that he can use to check and show that there is no abnormality. It is like a good person, so suddenly Broken gas, no disease, no injury, no poison, inexplicably died.

The scene was quite **** and horrible by Gong Jiu, so that when other people came to ask, they saw the scene, even if they were used to the various dead people, experienced a variety of situations in large and small novels, still feel a bit Consternation, looking at Gong Jiu's gaze, once clearly a good brother, this time inexplicably brought a trace of awe, especially Gong nine faceless face facing the dead body.

It seems that compared with normal people, it seems not normal, but compared with him, they seem to be normal and can no longer be normal. Is this a comfort?

In fact, in Gong Jiu’s opinion, this scene is not very good. Gong Jiu is actually a little bit of a tortoise in pursuit of perfection. From the very beginning, it may be true that it’s really a thing of the past. It is a knife, or something taken from a corpse, it is orderly, just because the death is not normal, the blood is a little more.

In the dark, with two people coming forward, try to ignore the scene and pay attention to Gong Jiu. "how about it?"

Gong Jiu did not respond, bowed his head, and still had a large number of inches, and wanted to see if he was neglecting.

It wasn't until Gong Jiu's line of sight was inadvertently placed in the brain that was spread out into a paper-like paper. It seemed that there was a slight change, but it seemed that nothing was there.

Some thoughts in Gong Jiu’s brain suddenly appeared, but they disappeared and failed to grasp the source. However, they also seized the most crucial thing now. “Fast, go get some incense.”

The three people face each other, what, then where does the Zhuangzi go to make the incense? I didn’t burn the incense at all.

"There is a fragrance on the next door, there is no ready-made, it will burn, not too much." Gong Jiu cold channel.

Obviously, Gong Jiucai is now the boss.

Because I am not sure whether there is danger in Mrs. Changji Houji, at the beginning, Gong Jiu wears special gloves on his hands, because this glove guarantees that he will not be affected when he is exposed to poison at any time. .

At this point, I reached out and pushed forward from the edge of the "thin paper", along the place where he felt that something had changed. Because he couldn’t see it, he could only stop at a certain position by feeling. Down, he felt something different, very subtle, and may be ignored if he didn't pay attention. Gong Jiuton paused and even wanted to remove the gloves from his hand. Even if the gloves were very thin, it was better than nothing. I feel the slightest thing in my direct contact with the skin. However, in the end, he did not do it. He relaxed his strength and was very gentle. He wanted to cross the "thing" and look at its shape. However, it did not. success.

At this moment, Gong Jiu felt that there was something under his finger, because he felt his existence, it changed his shape with his own movement, and kept the "thin paper" There are shapes.

Perhaps because of the "source", Gong Jiu is not in a hurry, patient, with a very subtle feeling, to determine that the thing did not slip away from his hand, it is enough.

In the dark, their movements were also fast enough, and did not let Gong Jiu wait too long.

Gong Jiu's other hand picked up a small scent of ash, sprinkled little by little under the finger of the other hand.

Then, something that shows less than the true face of Lushan.

It was a worm that was originally put together with the brains. Because it was stained with ash, it slowly swelled up, a chubby, half-long worm.

Gong Jiu took it up, it was soft, but the texture was obvious compared to before.

In his mind, two words are indifferent - locusts.