My Lady Is Not A Demon

The arrival of Zhang Awei dilutes the solemn atmosphere a bit.

Seeing Chen Mu in the living room, Zhang Awei looked a little surprised: "Why are you here, the supervisor?"

"Wait for you kid."

Chen Mu said angrily, and his gaze crossed Zhang Awei to look at the woman behind.

The woman is white and pretty.

He was just over one and a half meters tall, wearing an emerald green skirt, and judging from his immature face, he was just over eighteen.

He held a package tightly in his arms.

The woman's expression was a little timid, half of her body hid behind Zhang Awei, her head down silent.

"Mother, her name is Xiaoxun."

Zhang Awei scratched his head, not daring to see his mother.

The girl bit her pink lip lightly and summoned her courage to step forward and salute: "Hello Auntie." The voice was sweet and waxy, quite pleasant.

Chen Mu rubbed his chin on the side and looked at the girl carefully.

It's okay, it's a chick.

Chen Mu can still tell one or two things about whether a woman is chaste or not.

After all, I didn't change girlfriends less.

Although Meng Yanqing was annoyed by her son's behavior, she still didn't embarrass her son on the surface, and squeezed a smile: "Little Xun girl, hello."

Then everyone fell silent.

The atmosphere continues to cool.

Zhang Awei didn't know what to say for a while.

It took a long time before he said: "Um... Xiaoxun may stay here for a few days temporarily, let Aunt Liu make a room."

Meng Yanqing's eyelids twitched and did not speak.

The girl named Xiaoxun was embarrassed.

Quietly pulled Zhang Awei's sleeves, his clear eyes appeared a little begging, and he made a mouth shape of ‘I’m going out first’.

Zhang Awei shook his head gently.

He turned his gaze to Chen Mu and gave him a look, hoping that Chen Mu could help his mother intercede.

"This brat."

Some Chen Mu Didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

But he did not intend to mix this matter.

After all, it's a family affair, and once outsiders get caught up in it, it will change.

Chen Mu put the notes on the table into his bag, and said with a smile: "Then I'll go first, and I have to investigate the case. You can talk slowly."

"I send you."

Meng Yanqing spoke lightly.

Chen Mu hesitated, but did not refuse.

When he left the hospital, Chen Mu couldn't help but intercede for his brother:

"Auntie, marriage is inaccurate. If the girl really suits Awei, what if she has an unclean background. The most important thing for a person is to find a partner who is suitable for her own."

Meng Yanqing moved her red lips and said nothing.

Until Chen Mu turned around, she suddenly said, "Did you write the poem you wrote to Xiao Xuan'er?"

poetry?

Chen Mu was taken aback: "What poem?"

"Ying goose."

Meng Yanqing's beautiful eyes glared at him.

This guy is pretending to be stupid on purpose.

Hearing the other person's mention, Chen Mu reacted and said with a smile: "Yes, it is exactly what I did. Isn't my aunt convinced by my talent?"

Pooh!

Meng Yanqing got used to Chen Mu's joking, and said softly, "I knew it wasn't you."

In her speculation, if Chen Mu denies it, it means that this poem is most likely written by this guy. But the other party's admission is so happy, it makes people suspicious.

"Great, great, how do you know that I didn't make it."

Chen Mu gave a thumbs up.

Meng Yanqing wrinkled her nose, revealing a rare look of a little daughter:

"You are not the only one who is smart, Chen Da catches his head. If you are so talented, you still need to be a little catcher?"

"So in my aunt's eyes, I was just a little catcher."

Chen Mu sighed.

The feeling of loss is beyond words.

Meng Yanqing realized that own words hurt people, and hurriedly explained: "I didn't mean that."

"In Auntie's eyes, am I big or small?"

Chen Mu asked with a smile.

Meng Yanqing didn't think much, and praised casually: "You are a big hit, you are the best in Qingyu County."

After speaking, I suddenly felt that this was not right.

strange.

But I can't tell what's wrong.

Chen Mu accepted it when he saw it, and stopped teasing the other party: "Okay, then I'll leave. Again, if it really suits Ah Wei, you might as well try to accept it."

"I'm afraid I am too small-minded to accept it."

Meng Yanqing smiled bitterly.

I don’t know if my heart is small, but your chest is not small...

Chen Mu counseled: "Even a big and vulgar aunt like me can accept me, are you afraid of a little girl?"

Chen Mu deliberately emphasized the words'crude' and'big'.

"Well, I will consider it."

Meng Yanqing nodded, but did not hear that the other party was racing towards her again. "You really didn't make that poem?"

"Of course not." Chen Mu spread his hands.

He was telling the truth, this poem was written by the Tang Dynasty poet Luo Binwang, so it is really not him.

Meng Yanqing could see that Chen Mu hadn't lied, and she couldn't help but feel lost.

I don't know why I was lost.

——

Back to the Yamen, Wenmingren had already finished interrogating Mu Erhe, sitting on the stone bench in the outer courtyard, holding wooden sticks and drew boring circles on the ground.

Seeing Chen Mu's arrival, he hurriedly got up: "How is it, are there any clues?"

"What happened to Mu Erhe's interrogation."

Chen Mu did not rush to tell the other party the progress of the case, and asked.

Wenmingren took out the recorded confession and handed it to him: "That's it, all the ones that can be pried have been pried out, and I even asked him how many times he had sex with his wife."

Chen Mu was speechless.

Good guy, who asked you to ask this.

He took the confession to the stone table and sat down to watch it carefully.

For a long time, Chen Mu put away his confession, frowned and murmured: "It's strange, it seems unintentional, but it seems to be deliberate."

"What inadvertently, deliberately?"

Civilized benevolence is confused.

Chen Mu turned his head and stared at the other party, with a particularly serious tone:

"Master Wen, can you explain to me the demon's "soul changing technique" specifically, how exactly it is."

Wenmingren pondered for a moment, and said lightly:

"It's actually very simple. For example, I am a monster, in order to occupy your body, I will exchange souls with you.

Although it is a ‘change’, I must first devour half of your essence before I can completely destroy your mental resistance and thus occupy the body.

And your remaining Hun and Po will be forced to change to my body, but they will not survive a moment! "

I see.

Hearing this explanation, Chen Mu suddenly struck a bright light in his mind.

There seemed to be a very important clue in front of him faintly, but he still couldn't grasp it, there was always something missing.

"Master Wen, do you need the other party's consent to change the premise of soulism?"

Chen Mu asked.

Wenwenren stared at each other with idiotic eyes:

"If I kill you, I still need your consent? The reason why I want to swallow half of your soul is to forcibly blend into your body."

"But what if I volunteer?"

"Voluntarily killed?"

"Yes!" Chen Mu didn't joking.

Wenmingren was stunned for a moment, then sniffed, "Even if you want to, you will die, because you can only live one soul if you change your soul! But...the risk is reduced."

"To be specific."

Chen Mu's pupils contracted and he found Huadian.

Wenmingren patiently explained: "Any magical technique is risky, especially when it comes to ‘Hun and Po’.

Once it fails, it will die, and it will return to its original shape.

However, if the victim cooperates voluntarily, there is no need to spend too much Spirit Power to destroy the opponent's resistance, and the process will be much smoother. "

Chen Mu hurriedly asked: "Then is it better for the badly injured monster?"

Wenmingren was stunned.

After a while, he nodded: "Yes, the monster was seriously injured, and Spirit Power is naturally unstable, so if the victim voluntarily cooperates with it to exchange souls, the risk will be much lower."

Snapped!

Chen Mu clenched a fist and slammed his own palm.

"In this way, the biggest mystery is solved, but why would Mu Xiang'er do that..."

Chen Mu fell into thinking again.

He stood up, walked a few steps back and forth in the courtyard, hitting own forehead with his fists from time to time.

He kept meditating on something.

Or take out a small book and repeat the above information.

The own inferences were established one by one, and then they were overthrown and reorganized when they encountered contradictory points, trying to spell out a bright line.

Wenmingren looked at Chen Mu in his thinking state, and didn't bother.

Continue to pick up the wooden branches and draw circles on the ground.

I don't know how long it took, Chen Mu's eyes suddenly burst into light, and all the puzzles seemed to suddenly become clear.

"Understood, finally understand!"

"Do you understand again?"

Wenmingren was not surprised at Chen Mu's situation, and was quite depressed.

I always feel like a naive one.

Chen Mu's eyes shot a cold light: "This Mu Erhe is not honest, he almost lied to him again!"

Thank you for reading this story at wuxiamtl.com. Your support enables us to keep the site running!