Chapter 226
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Ye Qingtang sent Lin Long back to her room, but there were many thoughts in her mind. She did not return to her room directly and left her residence instead.
Just as Ye Qingtang left the pavilion, Wu Zheng walked to the entrance of the pavilion. He watched Ye Qingtang walk towards Spirit Condensation Mountain Village from afar, and a complicated expression emerged in his squinted eyes.
The sky gradually turned dark, and dusk shone on the ground. Ye Qingtang stepped into the Spirit Condensation Mountain Village that was filled with blood alone. Under the dusk, the blood seemed to be covered with a layer of terrifying shadow, and it was even more sinister than in the day.
In the front yard, crows were standing on the rotten skulls and pecking at the rotten flesh. Ye Qingtang's arrival startled the black ducks. More than ten crows let out ear-piercing screeches and flew away in all directions. Under the bloodstains, layers of flickering shadows were cast over them.
The little lightning dragon that nestled in Ye Qingtang's arms seemed to be disturbed by the sound and popped its head out.
Ye Qingtang rubbed the little lightning dragon's head and scanned across the eerie place.
To others, the plague might be a terrifying thing to be avoided, but to her, it was like nothing.
The Heart of the Demon God, which hid all the evil spirits in the world, was not afraid of any filthy or evil things at all. As long as the Heart of the Demon God was around, Ye Qingtang did not need to be afraid of any plague or poison.
This …
Perhaps this was the greatest benefit that the Heart of the Demon God gave Ye Qingtang.
Ye Qingtang only saw those skulls in the front yard during the day. Now that she walked along the long path and entered the Spirit Condensation Mountain Village, she finally saw clearly how crazy the massacre was.
The once beautiful mountain village was already in ruins after the massacre. Corpses could be seen everywhere on the ground.
In just a few steps, there were corpses lying on the ground. Under the dim light of the dusk, it was as if hell was revealed to the world.
Just as Zhou Xuan and the rest investigated previously, those corpses did not have any signs of struggle and fell on the ground. It was obvious that they did not experience any panic or shock before they died.
However, Ye Qingtang felt that something was strange.
No one knew if the murderer had a bad habit or not. Not only did he chop off everyone's heads, he even sprayed the entire manor with blood. Every inch of the stone floor was covered in blood, causing the entire manor to be dyed red.
Ye Qingtang walked past the hell-like manor expressionlessly, taking in every single corpse in her eyes.
At this moment, she did not notice that a pair of eyes hidden in the darkness was staring at her every move, like a ghost, without a sound.
Ye Qingtang walked around the entire villa for a long time, carefully observing every corner.
Although there were bloodstains everywhere, there was not a single drop of blood at the front and back doors of the villa. Only the bloodstains that flowed out from the cracks of the doors exposed the bloody nature of the villa.
More than three hundred lives had been lost. As the curtain of night fell, the cold wind whistled past their ears like the screams of evil spirits, piercing to the ears.
Ye Qingtang walked a few rounds and finally stopped beside a young corpse.
The corpse didn't look big, at most a four or five-year-old child. According to the records on the file, this child was most likely the child of Wu Chengze's eldest son …
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