Ning Shu suspects that the person killed is killed without consciousness, and the person in a room with her has no feeling. Maybe all the people in a room are sleeping dead.

Ning Shu moved his nose and didn't smell anything in the room. He looked around and found a pile of fine ash at the foot of the wall behind the door.

Someone is in the room to light up the incense.

Ning Shu touched a bit of ash and put it on the tip of his nose to smell, but there was no smell, really no smell.

Uncle came and squatted beside Ning Shu, looking at the ash.

"Tibetan incense." Said the uncle lightly.

Ningshu is a little surprised. Ningshu has heard of Tibetan fragrance. This kind of fragrance has no taste. Hiding means hiding. There is no smell.

But this incense has a powerful calming effect. It's said that when Hua Tuo cures Guan Yu, he orders Tibetan incense. Guan Yu has no pain at all. When scraping bones, he can drink, eat meat, talk, laugh and play chess.

All the people in the room were asleep, but the people killed were unconscious.

Ning Shu walked into the two girls who were huddled in the Kang corner, reached out and pinched the girl's arm. The girl didn't seem to feel any pain at all.

The room didn't find this before. It must have been cleaned.

This kind of thing is very rare. Its workmanship is tedious. It belongs to the kind of secret recipe that has been lost. There is no such thing on the market at all.

Rare things must be too expensive.

This kind of thing can also appear this kind of thing?

749 came to Ning Shu's side and said, "except for Pan Chen, who died, fan junyang has the most money in his family."

Ning Shu takes a look at fan junyang with blood on his face. He sits on the ground and leans against the wall.

All kinds of signs show that fan junyang is the most suspect.

Uncle stood up and said to Ning Shu, "get the body down."

"I'm lame." Ning Shu raised his hand.

"I will." 749 said.

The 749 was so powerful that it went downstairs carrying the bodies tied together.

"Gather everyone in the hall," said uncle fan

"Good." Fan junyang struggles to stand up, but before kowtow too hard, the head is drowsy, to call people.

Ning Shu followed his uncle down the hall. The old lady looked at the corpse in the yard and said, "I'm doing evil.".

"Can you leave here? What are you provoking?" Said the old woman in alarm.

"Leave now, please. I don't want your money or your accommodation." Old woman clutching crutches, look panic and fear and her behind Xiaolan formed a sharp contrast.

Xiaolan's face is a little dazed, because her eyes can't see, even if she knows someone is dead, she can't see the death.

In a group of people, only Xiaolan is really fearless.

Fan junyang called all the people down. The hall was full of people. Everyone was trembling with fear.

There is also a girl who is scared to be crazy. She giggles in her mouth. Her smile is creepy, especially when she is so nervous and scared.

"Tutor, what should we do?" Fan junyang ran to the ground and shouted, "I can't stand him anymore."

The uncle looked indifferent. "What do you want to do, do you want to go?"

"I'd rather go than stay in such a place. I can't stand the ghost here." Fan junyang's voice has changed. His fingers are shaking uncontrollably.

"It's you who have got something, brought it here, and said there are ghosts here." The old woman was clutching her crutch, her face angry.

Little LAN pulled the corner of the old woman's clothes and said, "grandma, it's snowing outside now. How do you let them go?"

"These people died in our house. What's the matter? We don't want to live in this house." The old woman's voice rose.

There was silence in the room, only the sound of breathing one after another. Some girls cried silently, but they dare not run. They want to leave here, but they think of Lin Xia who runs out.

I haven't come back for one night. It's a lot of bad luck.

Many people put their eyes on the tall and upright uncle who wants to be calm and look forward to it.

"Do you know who the killer is, mentor?" Lu Shanshan asked Uncle

"I think fan junyang is the most suspect." Said Lu Shanshan.

749 immediately choked, "I said that you are still suspect. Tell me the evidence."

"Are you a man, as careful as a woman?" Lu Shanshan glanced at him in disgust and turned to look at uncle.

749 pours, "seizes the opportunity to approach in front of the man, disgusted to death."

Lu Shanshan looks at 749 with a strong murderous look, but considering that uncle is still around, Sheng Sheng suppresses it and doesn't look at the annoying 749.

"I didn't kill people. I have no reason to kill them. I am the president of the Chinese painting society. If something happens to the members, my responsibility is the greatest." Fan junyang's face was red. The blood on his face was dry, black and red.Other members watched fan junyang with vigilance, even far away from fan junyang.

Fan junyang's face showed deep bitterness.

Ning Shu and the other task force stood on one side and didn't talk to each other.

Now the most important task is to survive. Thirty-two Chinese painting societies are all dead. Ning Shu looks at the old woman and Xiao Lan and tries to recall the plot. The members are dead. How about these two people?

The plot of these two people is not much, plus the plot of this time has not known how many times of reincarnation, the plot has been totally different.

Ning Shu can't help scratching her head. What should I do if I catch the murderer and kill him?

This task is to terminate infinite reincarnation, but how?

From the beginning, he kept looking for the murderer, but the murderer didn't find it. Instead, more and more people died, and the murderer disappeared.

Ning Shu thinks that this pair of grandparents are the most suspect.

What about the motive? Is killing fun?!

Ning Shu put himself in a position to think that a group of people live in their own homes, for what reason do they want to kill these people?

Seeking money?

If it's really the grandsons and grandsons who have yellow pear flowers and trees, if the Tibetan incense is also theirs, it means that they are not short of money.

Too boring?

If you want to play a killing game with these people, guess who I am?

Revenge?

Are there enemies of these people? But I killed all people. I was afraid that I would be found out. I killed all people.

Ning Shu's mind is in a mess.

Logic doesn't make sense.

Uncle pointed at the crazy girl and said, "don't pretend to be crazy. You killed two girls."

Everyone was stunned to see the crazy girl, who was still giggling.

"Liu Manman..."

"The one she killed..."

The people were immediately away from her.

The mad look on Liu Manman's face was a little tense.

The uncle said impatiently, "tie up, take turns watching."