After the crow let out a piercing chirp, Mu Zi's soul was forced back into her body and regained its vitality.
This was simply unbelievable!
Once she gained consciousness, her first move was to move away from the man on the ground! That weird piece of jade still had a huge deterrent effect on her.
Sae was very spiritual and seemed to sense her fear of the object as it landed on the man, using its beak to chatter and its sharp claws to scratch at the nape of his neck.
Nay, the pendant was solid, and even though the flesh of the collarbone between his neck was scratched and bloodied, the piece of jade was still firmly hanging on his neck.
Mu Zi stood not far away, his emotions slowly calmed down from the shock of experiencing life and death.
What to do ...
Now, what should she do ...
Mu Zi feel cold, the body physiological shivering, the cold night of late fall she only wearing a thin silk nightgown, the jacket has long been in the just got up when the man fell beside, but she did not intend to pick up.
She wanted to be calm.
Now there was a dead body outside her window, and MuLing had witnessed her death. ...
There was no way to predict how Mullin would react, and it wasn't even a few hours before dawn.
She needed to come up with a response as soon as possible.
But her head is so messed up and her heart is so messed up that she can't think of anything ...
"Sae." Mu Zi called out softly, her voice ghostly.
At the sound, the crow stopped pecking at the jade, flapped its wings and flew over, resting on Mu Zi's small arm.
Black claws with crimson blood, will Mu Zi's nightgown sleeves dyed a line of blood marks, like a softly spreading bright red flowers and leaves, demonic and ghostly.
Mu Zi with her bird slowly into the house, the night, her figure meandering, skirt light, like a white ghost.
She washed her hands, changed into clean pajamas, cleaned up Sae as well, and carefully wiped the blood from the bird's beak and claws.
Then she sat down on the living room couch and thought through the night's events before and after.
She realized that she still can't do it alone. At the same time, she also thought about how in the manor castle, Murong Cheng's men methodically disposed of the corpses ...
And she was, right now, in need of such help.
Mu Zi gave Murong Cheng a phone call, although fear of him afraid of him, but in trouble, the first person who will think of, or him.
Perhaps even she herself does not know, subconsciously, she has long regarded Murong Cheng as a dependency.
Because this man is very strong, strong to as if there is no difficult problem that he can not solve, strong to ... as long as she is by his side, she can not be afraid of anything.
The phone at three in the morning was answered after only one ring.
Mu Zi's voice was soft and calm: "Brother, something happened at home, can you come back for a trip?"
What kind of thing would require a call at three in the middle of the night?
Murong Cheng's heart sank, knowing that something must have happened to Mu Zi.
"I'm coming back now." He didn't ask more questions and then hung up the phone.
While waiting for Murong Cheng to return, Mu Zi went outside the house.
She was afraid that the security guards patrolling the night would find the body, so she stood guard at a distance and picked up the cell phone that MuLing had left behind.
The video function of the cell phone is on, has recorded nearly twenty minutes of video, Mu Zi dialed the video to the very beginning of the time, saw how the man was little by little climbed up to the second floor of the floating window sill, pried open her window ... and after that, fell down.
The moment of the fall, the video screen shook violently, like the filmmaker was startled.
Mu Zi turned off her cell phone expressionlessly.
She walked towards the artificial lake, soundlessly, like a ghost strolling in the garden.
All the way to the lake, raised her hand and lightly threw it, and the cell phone fell into the lake, leaving only a layer of shallow water ripples ...