Chapter 845

Building the world?

Ning Shu silently remembers in the heart, what is this?

795 a senior Tasker has such an attitude towards a super Tasker.

When we got back to the house, several people were covered with thick snow. Ning Shu helped Mei Ziqing to dust the snow on her collar.

"No one came back?" Uncle looked indifferent, said in a light tone, not caring about a human life at all.

795 shrugged. "I can't run."

"Teacher, let's find out. Lin Xia is sure to have an accident." Fan said anxiously.

"She and Pan Chen are the best members of the traditional Chinese painting society. They will take part in the national competition this year." Fan junyang's face was white.

Several people died, and two top Chinese painting students also had problems.

"Uncle said indifferently:" then you go out to find, I don't stop, will come back I don't guarantee

"I'll stay in if I have nothing to do. I'm not allowed to go anywhere." Uncle has a bright scalpel in his hand.

Fan junyang looked out of the house and saw that the sky was dim and there were thick lead clouds. Even if he didn't understand the weather, he knew that the snow would get bigger and bigger.

"Teacher, we'll stay with you." Fan said.

Everyone stayed in the hall, making it very crowded.

Some girls were sobbing in a low voice, close to each other.

"Teacher, do you have a clue?" Ning Shu asked Uncle.

Uncle stared at the old lady who came in with the fire pot. Behind the old lady was little LAN pulling her cape.

Does uncle doubt the old lady and Xiao Lan?

"Take it out. So many people in the room are dirty enough. Don't bring in the fire pot." Said the uncle.

Ning Shu:

I went. I thought uncle suspected that these two grandparents were murderers.

"It's windy in the main room. There's a fire pot to keep warm." The old woman put down the fire pot, and the charcoal was crackling.

Ning Shu moved his nose and smelled a fragrance. It was very clear. The smell of trees was very clear. He couldn't help asking, "what is this? It's so fragrant?"

"It's fragrant wood, with a smell of wood." Xiao Lan says to Ning Shu, but she doesn't look at Ning Shu. Her eyes are straight and there is no focus.

Ning Shu smells it carefully. It doesn't seem to have a strange smell.

The old woman sighed, "I wanted to drive you away, but now it's going to snowstorm."

"Thank you, old man." Fan junyang immediately said.

Lunch is still black bread porridge and salted vegetables.

The lead cloud in the sky is more and more low, and the sky darkens a lot. Because they are all gathered in the hall, it's very quiet and nothing happens in the afternoon.

After supper, the people in the hall were shivering with cold.

Fan junyang said to Uncle Chao, "tutor, it's too cold for us to think of Kang. We will not be alone."

Uncle nodded lightly.

Several of the taskers stayed and sat around the table.

795 said, "let me start by saying that there is more than one murderer."

Lu Shanshan sneered, "what about the evidence?"

"Almost everyone has an alibi. It must be collusion."

"I think there's something wrong with the grandparents, and some of the members must have something to do with the grandparents," she whispered

"Every time the old lady gives fan junyang porridge, she does it better than others." Lu Shanshan said, "it's the first Sheng for fan junyang."

"Why is it so special to fan junyang when it's not related to him?"

Ning Shu raised his eyebrows. He is worthy of being a super Tasker. Even if 795 despises it, it has two brushes.

Ning Shu remembered what she said.

Uncle said, "what else?"

Zhang Jiasen said: "the grandparents and grandchildren are not so poor."

"This table is made of rosewood." Zhang Jiasen tapped his fingers on the table.

Ning Shu looked at the table. He thought it was made of several pieces of wood. It was greasy. The texture was very clear and beautiful.

Ning Shu asked, "what if they don't know the value of Huangli flowers and trees?"

The country people don't understand. They use antique bowls to feed dogs.

Zhang Jiasen took a look at Ning Shu and said, "Huangli flowers and trees are produced in the South China Sea generation. The weather is hot and the number is not large. Huangli flowers and trees are mainly imported. This is not the origin of Huangli flowers and trees. It is impossible to cut trees on the mountain and cut down Huangli flowers and trees."

Ningshu: (⊙ 0 ⊙)

lying in the trough, feeling like a mental retardation.

Ning Shu wrote it down in the book, so it's a little bit problematic for his grandparents and grandchildren.

If you really want to hurt the people of the traditional Chinese painting society, there must be a reason. You can't kill people for no reason.

Uncle stood up and said to Ning Shu and Mei Ziqing, "tonight you stay up."As soon as uncle left, so did Lu Shanshan. The others yawned.

There are only Ning Shu and Mei Ziqing in the hall.

"696, what do you find?" Ning Shu asked.

"A girl is pregnant." Said Mei Ziqing in a low voice.

Ning Shu:!!!!

"How do you know?" Asked Ning Shu curiously.

"There's a soul in her body. It's weak." "I'm very sensitive to things like soul," said Mei

Or students are pregnant, who is the father of the child, is also the people of the Chinese painting society?

There is a lot of discord in the team.

Ning Shu and Mei Ziqing sit together. The cold wind outside makes the whole world quieter and less popular.

Ning Shu stretched out his hand and baked it on the fire pot. Then he was ready to practice peerless martial arts. He woke up in the morning, and there were many things happening.

"Someone." Mei Ziqing quickly opened the door, Ning Shu also saw the shadow of the window account.

Mei Ziqing goes after him in the backyard. Ning Shu picks up the flashlight and chases him. He sees Mei Ziqing standing under a tree.

Ning Shu went to Mei Ziqing and said, "what do you find?"

Mei Ziqing didn't speak. Ning Shu reached out and touched Mei Ziqing. Mei Ziqing's body fell down and her neck spattered with blood.

Ning Shu was shocked and moved forward a step. As a result, his neck was cut by something. Ning Shu reached out and touched it. His neck was wet.

Ning Shu took a flashlight and found that she met a silk thread that was as thick and thin as her hair. If she didn't pay attention to it, she couldn't even notice it.

Mei Ziqing is in a hurry to catch up with her. She bumps her neck into the silk thread, which falls into her neck.

This silk thread is extremely tough. Ningshu did not break it when she pulled it with her hand, but let it cut into her palm. It's not only a sharp blade that can kill people.

A familiar person suddenly died in front of him. He was still talking and laughing. Now he has no life. Suddenly he understands the fear of the members.

Mei Ziqing falls into a pool of blood. Ning Shu's hands and feet are numb and his brain is buzzing.

I don't know if she will be wiped out. She should have a way to avoid it.

"Kazam..." There is a sound of feet stepping on the snow. Ning Shu looks up and sees a black shadow rushing towards him