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In the depths of a hidden cave on the back mountain of Panshiling, Zhao Shouyin had a smile on his lips, and his phone had been thrown away by him.

Looking at his masterpiece in the cave, Zhao Shouyin showed a satisfied smile on his perverted face.

At the four corners of the cave, four candles are lit, two white candles and two red candles.

A huge array diagram is drawn between the four candles. The graphics do not look complicated, but every stroke and drawing reveals a sense of evil.

In the center of the array diagram, some strange ornaments are piled up.

There are white bones, three animals, insects, snakes, earthworms, and human skin...

This combination makes your scalp numb just by looking at it.

Zhao Shouyin seemed to enjoy himself very much. When the silver light shook, a silver knife suddenly appeared in his hand, which was extremely sharp.

Walking to the corner of the cave, I dragged a person out and threw it into the formation diagram.

After this cycle, more than a dozen people came out during the breathing.

These people were dressed in rags and unkempt faces, and they were obviously imprisoned by him for a long time.

Most of them are older people, and there are two or three children.

"Mencius from Panshiling, I wanted to save your life, but you were not tactful. From the time of the Chinese New Year to Qingming Festival, all kinds of haunted people could not scare you away every day. I don't know if you are too stubborn or stupid or bold? If you moved away early like those tactful people, there wouldn't be today's killing disaster. If there were no one in Yunxi Town, my plan was not temporarily destroyed, and I wouldn't have asked you to fill the vacancy!"

"So, if you don't go to hell, who will go to hell? After you die, don't blame me for being merciless."

Zhao Shouyin grinned and the silver knife patted everyone's face.

He said hypocritically, but he was really sad and pity in his heart.

If Jiang Yue could hear Zhao Shouyin's words, he would instantly understand why they could not see anyone in Panshiling on the Qingming Festival.

It turned out that the people from Panshiling were either scared away by haunting, and those who were left behind had been kidnapped here by Zhao Shouyin and remained under house arrest until now.

An old man in the crowd struggled to spit out the ragged rag in his mouth and shouted, "Shouyin, I am your uncle and uncle brother. When something happened to your mother, it was my father and brother who secretly carried it back and buried it. Why do you have to look at my father, that is, your uncle, let me go?"

This person is from the Panshiling Palace family, or the son of Zhao Shouyin's uncle, and is cousin to Zhao Shouyin.

Zhao Shouyin's tone was cold: "Yes, my uncles came back with their bodies, but they didn't bury my mother in the ancestral grave and buried her in the mass grave. It was such a big relationship!"

As he said that, Zhao Shouyin walked to the man without expression, waved his silver knife, and a bloodline immediately spurted out from his neck.

The man fell in despair in a pool of blood, his whole body trembled like a sieve, and his breath disappeared in a few strokes.

Zhao Shouyin killed someone like crushing an ant to death, with no fluctuations in his expression.

Instead, the silver knife gently cut his fingers, bringing out a small hole and a bloodline, which dripped along his fingers and fell on the corpse.

Zhao Shouyin was killed and was out of control. The silver sword danced, one by one, and those who were imprisoned by him continued to fall down like a rice harvest.
Chapter completed!