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Chapter 125 The devil is in the world 3

Qianxun waited for them to go far away and made sure they wouldn't come back to kill them again, then he uncovered the talisman behind Aunt Feng.

"Thank you for saving me." Qianxun didn't seem surprised at all when he heard a normal person's words of thanks from a crazy woman.

"You pretended to be crazy and blackmailed me. I guess you have your own reasons. I hid our traces and they won't be able to find them for a while." Qianxun looked up and looked around.

She was observing her surroundings, especially whether there were any cameras nearby. If there were any, destroy them. She must not leave any traces of herself or Aunt Feng on the other party.

"Little Taoist Priest, I made the right bet. Even if I die, I don't want to die in that dirty hell-like place." Aunt Feng's eyes showed hatred, fear and a hint of perseverance.

Qianxun changed into ordinary sportswear. She took off the conspicuous peach wood sword from her back and put it into a soft rectangular bag.

Aunt Feng cleaned up, revealing a face that still had charm. She must have been a great beauty when she was young.

Qianxun couldn't help but take another look at her.

"Little Taoist Priest, what are you looking at? Do I have many wrinkles on my face?" Aunt Feng couldn't help but ask when she saw her staring at her.

"They are really good at driving a good woman into a lunatic, and they even tie you up with a dog leash." Qianxun is now more certain that Mr. Sang's old house hides unknown secrets.

"Little Taoist Priest, don't believe anything that old man says. He is very bad. From the oldest to the youngest, no one in the Sang family is clean." Aunt Feng was finally able to hold it in her stomach. Secrets told.

"Dong dong dong." There was a rapid knock on the door.

"I'll open the door." Qianxun motioned to Aunt Feng to go to the bathroom to avoid it.

"Are you the head of this household?" Two property owners stood outside, and they stared at Qian Xun carefully.

"Yes, this house belongs to my grandma. She is going back to her hometown in the countryside these days." Qian Xun's face was not red and her heart was not beating.

"The information is correct, this old woman has a granddaughter, and she takes time to come over every year to stay with her." The real estate agent verified that it was correct and did not continue to pester Qianxun.

"Ms. Ge, I heard that there is a Feng woman nearby who is crazy and will kill people. If you see a strange woman, don't open the door casually. Mr. Sang's grandson died last night." The property manager said one more thing before leaving.

"Brother, who do you think is dead?" Qianxun suddenly grabbed a real estate agent and asked.

"Sang You, Mr. Sang's pampered grandson was so rich at a young age, but who knew he would die." The real estate agent felt deeply that some people died before all their money was spent.

"Ms. Ge, I heard that a female madman ran away from their house. It may have been the madman who caused the commotion. People are panicking now." The real estate agent didn't know where he heard these gossips. He just saw what he said with his own eyes. Same as going to the crime scene.

"Brother, thank you, I will remember it." Qianxun obediently watched them leave.

"I didn't kill anyone. Sang You's death had nothing to do with me." Aunt Feng also heard a bit of the conversation inside.

She turned pale and walked out of the bathroom shivering.

"The curse, that's the curse, has really begun." Aunt Feng muttered to herself.

Qianxun walked to her side and put his hand on her shoulder.

"Aunt Feng, you definitely didn't kill me. You have always been with me." Qianxun was trying to comfort her.

"I met Sang You in the garden last night. I saw that his hall was darkened. There must have been a bloody disaster in the past few days, but I didn't expect it to be a fatal disaster." Qianxun frowned.

The talent of the original owner was there, and the ability she inherited was only high but not low, so why did she miss it?

"Little Taoist Priest, there are corpses buried under the garden, the corpses of many women." Aunt Feng trembled as she revealed the secret that had been hidden in her heart for many years.

"Aunt Feng, wake up." Qianxun saw that she was a little confused again.

Aunt Feng has been abused over the years, and her spirit has been somewhat traumatized. Even if she can occasionally return to normal thinking, it won't last long.

"Little Taoist Priest, I saw those dead and naked women crawling out of the soil in the garden again. There was so much blood and it was scary." Aunt Feng's pupils were dilating as she kept talking.

Seeing that she was stunned, Qianxun had no choice but to take out a stick of incense and light it.

After smelling the incense, Aunt Feng's manic expression slowly calmed down.

Her body fell limply on the bed.

Visiting Mr. Sang's old house at night, Qianxun wanted to see with her own eyes whether what Aunt Feng said was true.

There were corpses buried under the garden. This kind of thing was horrifying. If Aunt Feng had never seen it, she would definitely not be able to say such a thing.

Mr. Sang's old house seemed particularly quiet at night.

Looking at the dark old house from a distance, it looks like a monster squatting under the black screen, its mouth wide open, waiting for its prey to come in and die.

Qianxun was very skilled. She climbed over the wall and jumped in. Her movements were neat and she landed with almost no sound.

She came to the garden quietly, without any digging tools.

Wanting to know if there were corpses under the garden, she had her own set of tests.

There were three more talisman papers in Qianxun's palm, and she threw them in three different directions in the garden, "Set up the formation."

There was a blue flame dancing on Qianxun's fingertips.

The three talisman papers burned from three directions at the same time.

No, what the talisman told Qianxun was that there were no human corpses under the garden.

"Little Taoist Priest, you can obviously come in through the gate, why do you sneak in through the wall?" Mr. Sang looked down at Qianxun in the garden.

His eyes were like daggers, staring at Qianxun, and it was bone-chilling cold.

"You knew from the beginning that I climbed over the wall and came in." Qianxun raised his head. The old man standing on the pavilion should have been waiting for him there.

No, she fell into the trap of trying to lure the tiger away from the mountain.

"Aunt Feng." Qianxun suddenly realized something.

"Little Taoist Priest, you are not stupid. That crazy woman Aunt Feng killed my grandson. I will definitely not be able to spare her." Mr. Sang confirmed Qianxun's worries with just one sentence.

Their whereabouts have been discovered by Mr. Sang's people.

As soon as she left Aunt Feng's side, his people immediately killed Aunt Feng.

"You are talking nonsense. Aunt Feng is innocent. You did not kill your grandson at all. I am a witness." Qianxun said in an angry tone.

"Hahaha, little Taoist priest, you are still too young. If you say it, those people may not believe it. What I say is the truth." Mr. Sang laughed loudly, and his smile was overconfident.

"Little Taoist Master, you said a few days ago that you couldn't repair the formation. I deliberately invited a few people to be your assistants. Don't refuse this time." Mr. Sang reached out and clapped his hands a few times.

Behind him, there were several more figures wearing Taoist robes.

Qianxun was shocked.

"Uncle Ge." Qianxun recognized this person. He was the original master's uncle and his disciple.