Ye Qingtang sent Lin Long back to the room, but she had many thoughts in her heart. Instead of going back to the room, she left the residence directly.
As soon as Ye Qingtang left the attic, Wu Zheng walked to the entrance of the attic. Watching Ye Qingtang gradually walk towards Juling Villa from a distance, a complicated look appeared in those slightly narrowed eyes. look.
The sky was getting late, and the dusk was falling on the earth. Ye Qingtang stepped into the bloody Juling Villa alone. Under the dusk, the patches of blood seemed to be covered with a terrifying shadow, which was more intense than the daytime. It's spooky.
In the front yard, crows stepped on the rotten heads, pecking at the carrion. Ye Qingtang's arrival startled the black ducks. A dozen crows uttered piercing chirps and flew away in all directions. Below, covered with layers of flickering shadows.
Nesting in Ye Qingtang's little thunder dragon, as if disturbed by the voice, poked its head out of Ye Qingtang's arms.
Ye Qingtang touched Little Thunder Dragon's head, and glanced across the gloomy place.
To others, the plague may be a terrible thing to avoid, but to her, it is nothing.
The heart of the demon emperor who hides the most evil in the world is not afraid of any filthy and evil things. As long as there is the heart of the demon emperor, Ye Qingtang does not have to fear any diseases and poisons at all.
this…
Perhaps it was the demon emperor's heart that gave Ye Qingtang the greatest benefit.
Ye Qingtang only saw the heads in the front yard during the day, but now she walked along the long corridor to the interior of Juling Villa, and only then did she see clearly how crazy that bloodbath was.
The once gorgeous and beautiful villa has long been shattered under the bloodbath, and corpses can be seen everywhere, lying on the ground.
But a few steps away, there was a corpse lying on the ground. At a glance, under the dim light of dusk, it was like hell revealed to the world.
Just like what Zhou Xuan and the others had investigated before, none of the corpses showed any signs of struggle, and fell straight to the ground, obviously before they died, they did not experience any panic or fright.
There was just one thing that made Ye Qingtang vaguely feel strange.
The murderer, I don't know if it was an evil habit, he chopped off everyone's heads, and even spilled the endless blood all over the entire villa. Every inch of the stone floor here was splashed with a large amount of blood, covering the whole place. The villa is reddened.
Ye Qingtang walked through this hell-like villa with a blank face, looking at every corpse there.
But at this moment, she didn't notice at all that a pair of eyes hidden in the darkness were staring at her every move, like a ghost, silently.
Ye Qingtang walked around the whole villa for a long time, observing every place carefully.
Although there were bloodstains everywhere, there was not a single drop of blood left at the front and rear doors of the villa. Only the blood that flowed from the cracks in the door exposed the blood in the villa.
More than 300 people died tragically here. As night fell, the cold wind howled, and when it blew past the ears, it sounded like the roar of evil spirits, and the sound was ear-piercing.
Ye Qingtang spared a few laps, and finally stopped beside a young corpse.
The corpse didn't look big, at most it was a child of four or five years old. According to the records in the file, this child is probably the child of Wu Chengze's eldest son...
Seeing the cold petite body lying on the slate floor, Ye Qingtang slowly reached out, picked up the child's body, turned around and walked to the side room, and placed the child on the soft bed.