Chapter 1062: Fate Plays Tricks on People

What he saw was a pair of feet with straight insteps, swaying slightly.

A pair of women's small feet.

Zhou Qing opened his mouth wide, and his pupils trembled. He stared at the weak flame on the fire starter, and a strange stench rushed into his nose, and the flame... was actually glowing with a strange green color.

Rhino horn!

Rhino horn mixed in the fire starter!!

Zhou Qing's brain had never worked as fast as this time. In this moment, he figured out a lot of things, but it was too late. He turned around instinctively. He wanted to escape. Although there was almost no possibility of escape, he had to try it!

At the moment he turned around, the scene in front of him made him completely give up. All the paper figures above his head disappeared, leaving only empty rope loops, still swaying slightly in the air.

And Zhou Qing's sight was looking at the direction of the door. In front of the door, there were more than a dozen or even more paper figures. They were smiling strangely, crowded shoulder to shoulder in front of the door, completely blocking the way out.

In the middle of the paper figures, there was a middle-aged woman standing on tiptoe with her long tongue hanging out.

There was a circle of dark blue marks on the woman's exposed neck. At this moment, she was tilting her neck and smiling at Zhou Qing. Her eyes, which were almost all white, were empty and scary.

The next second, before Zhou Qing could react, a group of paper figures rushed up, grabbed Zhou Qing's head and stuffed it into the empty noose, and hanged him on the beam.

The fire was thrown on the ground, but it was still not extinguished. Zhou Qing's shadow swayed with the shaking of the body, and the creaking sound of the rope under the heavy load rang out in the house.

...

After waiting for a long time, the sky was dim, and there was no sound of the clapper.

Du Moyu was relieved.

Everything before was speculation, and he was not sure how true or false what Jiang Cheng said was, but judging from the result, Zhou Qing was dead.

Even with Zhang Junyu and A Biao helping him, Zhou Qing still died.

Contrary to what he imagined, Du Moyu was not very happy at the moment, because he knew that the real crisis had just begun, after all, Yu Chengmu and A Biao were still alive.

He turned slightly and looked at Jiang Cheng with his peripheral vision.

The latter lay on his side with his back to him, his body slightly up and down, as if he was sleeping soundly.

Yes, it was just as if.

This kind of person would never sleep peacefully at this time. He was very wary, otherwise he would not be alive until now, but Du Moyu felt that this was right, they needed strong allies.

Now including Jiang Cheng and Wang Fugui, they had 5 people, while Yu Chengmu and Jia Jinliang had 4 people. Even if the latter had rich experience, it was still unknown who would win in the end.

He was already guessing what kind of godly figure the honest-looking Wang Fugui was.

"A-choo!" Jiang Cheng sneezed violently.

Du Moyu, who was in deep thought, was startled. When he came to his senses, Jiang Cheng had already sat up with the quilt wrapped tightly around him. He looked out the window and shook his shoulders and said, "I slept well this time. By the way, did you hear the clappers?"

"No." Du Moyu did not dare to neglect, "Brother Jiang, you single-handedly exposed the trick set up by A Biao and the other three, and killed Zhou Qing in return. You are really a real man!"

"Just say that they failed to plot against me and were ridiculed instead. Why waste so many words." Jiang Cheng's tone did not reveal any emotion.

The rest of Du Moyu's series of compliments were all stuck in his throat, and the scene was a little awkward.

"Pack up. If there is a chance later, I want to see Zhou Qing's death." Jiang Cheng moved his neck slightly. He was not used to sleeping on the wooden pillow here, and it was a little uncomfortable.

"Okay, okay."

...

Jiangcheng was calm, but Zhang Junyu and A Biao did not sleep all night.

A Biao sat on a chair with a gloomy face, holding a teacup in his hand.

Zhang Junyu had walked back and forth several times, and from time to time he would stand behind the door for a while, looking through the crack in the door towards the direction of the door.

"Don't think about it, there is no bangzi sound, Zhou Qing is dead." A Biao's voice was cold and emotionless. He didn't have much good feelings for Zhou Qing, but they were on the same boat.

Zhang Junyu looked at Jiang Cheng's room viciously, and squeezed out a voice from his teeth: "It was Jiang Cheng who killed Zhou Qing, otherwise Zhou Qing would not be an idiot after exploring the clues to this extent, and there would be no problem!"

"Will it be your trap..." Zhang Junyu turned his head to look at A Biao, with a hint of doubt in his tone.

But the next second, Zhang Junyu shut up.

A Biao put the teacup on the table, turned his head and stared at him, "Are you questioning me?"

"I... I just can't figure it out." Zhang Junyu avoided his sight unnaturally.

A Biao naturally wouldn't argue with Zhang Junyu about such a thing. He just couldn't control the murderous intent in his heart. After all, the door on his body was on the verge of collapse.

Later, when his emotions were more stable, A Biao took a deep breath and his attitude towards Zhang Junyu returned to normal, "I will give an explanation to Yu Zhangyan about Zhou Qing. This Jiang Cheng is not simple. You can't deal with him. Leave it to me. I will handle it."

Seeing that there was a way out, Zhang Junyu naturally nodded, "Okay."

The sky finally brightened.

But unlike what he imagined, after walking out of the room, Jiang Cheng Du Moyu and A Biao Zhang Junyu communicated very harmoniously, especially Jiang Cheng, who kept comforting Zhang Junyu and A Biao, and couldn't help but express his nostalgia for the Zhou Qing brothers in front of the two.

"Fate plays tricks on people." Jiang Cheng couldn't help but let out a long breath. After hesitating for a moment, his eyes couldn't help but moisten. "You said, Brother Zhou Qing, what a good person. After I met him last night, I told him all the conspiracies in the house, but who knew that he... Oh, in the end, such a thing happened."

Zhang Junyu said with a fake smile: "Brother Jiang, it's good that you have this intention. I think Zhou Qing will bless you, brother Jiang, and you won't die in this mission." He deliberately emphasized the word "die".

Jiang Cheng seemed not to hear it, and sighed: "I know that Brother Zhou's spirit in heaven is also kind, but it's useless. He is dead, what can we expect from him."

Du Moyu felt that Jiang Cheng was more and more talented and spoke well. He secretly remembered everything Jiang Cheng said, and planned to use it when he went out and wrote a book.

"Du Moyu!"

A voice came from outside the door. A few seconds later, Lei Mingyu, Fatty Yu Chengmu and the others came. Zhang Hao and Lei Mingyu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when they saw Du Moyu.

Lei Mingyu turned his head and smiled at Zhang Hao without any hesitation: "What do you think? I said something. Du Moyu is a cunning guy, but he won't be fooled so easily!"

When someone is happy, someone else is sad. Yu Chengmu didn't see Zhou Qing's figure, and he immediately understood what was going on. They all heard the sound of the clapper last night, and it stopped after the fourth sound.

It was obvious that someone had died.

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