Chapter 116: The Art of Disgust

"You are saying that Sanya was not forced to die by loan sharks, and although she became a ...... after her death, Eh, what's that, but I've been suppressed by the Buddha, and I can't come out to do evil?"

Fang Xile nodded.

They came to the Zhuang Mansion early this morning and told the Zhuang couple about what happened yesterday.

"Do you have any other enemies?"

Mrs. Zhao shook her head: "We are usury, and we have offended too many people, and I can't think of it for a while." ”

Fang Xile noticed that there was an extra string of Buddhist beads in his hand.

"I want to pray for Heng'er, it is all we who have created evil and harmed the child! In the future, we must be dedicated to goodness and do more good deeds. Mrs. Zhao's eyes turned red again as she spoke: "Two adults, please save the master, if so, if ......"

She didn't finish her sentence and began to quietly wipe away tears.

Zhuang Yonglong echoed and nodded: "The two adults are really working hard for this matter, and the dealer still has some assets, and the five hundred taels of silver are thanks to the two." ”

And he called for five hundred taels of silver.

"Ahem, we don't charge money for catching ghosts, but," Fang Xile changed the topic: "Hey, if we don't accept the two of us, we must be afraid that we don't have to catch ghosts, and we can't rest assured, right?" In order to make you feel at ease, we will accept the five hundred taels of silver." ”

The dealer couple was very upbeat, and nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, accept us to be at ease!"

Cheng Jiangyan despises someone in her heart for being cheeky.

After receiving the money, you must hurry up and get down to business.

"I have a few ideas now, since we can't find the yin qi, let's change our thinking, it is very likely that it is not ghosts that kill people, but people. Manipulating people to commit suicide in their dreams is a bit like the art of disgust.

The strange method of the art of disgust came from the Wei State in the Southern Regions, and many tribes in the 100,000 mountains would use this evil art, and the person's hair and nails controlled the master, but in the final analysis, it was a strong psychological suggestion. ”

"So there are two characteristics of the caster, one is that he is in constant contact with you, and he is mentally strong. ”

Mrs. Zhao covered her mouth: "You mean that the person who killed Heng'er is likely to be someone we often come into contact with?"

"Yes, eighty percent of this person is in the Zhuang Mansion. ”

The couple looked terrified, and anyone who heard that the murderer was around them and stared at them would be afraid.

"It's okay, next, Jiang Yan and I will rule them out one by one, the person who can use the technique of aversion to victory has strong mental power, we will quietly follow behind everyone, ordinary people will not be able to find us, if someone notices, then this person is very suspicious. ”

"But it is also possible that the murderer is not in the house, do you have a list of people who have borrowed money? I know a catcher, and he asked him to check if there were any dead people among the loan sharks over the years, or if something strange had happened. ”

Cheng Jiangyan and Fang Xile went their separate ways, Cheng Jiangyan was responsible for following the people in the Zhuang Mansion, and Fang Xile went to find Bao Chun, and Bao Chun agreed, but with so many people, it would take a few days to investigate one by one.

........

"How's that, do you have a strong mental body?"

"No, it's all ordinary people. ”

Fang Xile frowned, did he guess wrong?

"But I found two people who particularly hate Zhuang Heng. ”

"Who is it?"

"One is the Li family, that is, the sharp-tongued concubine, she has a son, she has always felt that if there is no Zhuang Heng, her son can inherit the property of the Zhuang family. ”

Cheng Jiangyan showed a mocking smile: "The other one is the Yang family, she feels that Zhuang Yonglong has always had her in her heart, if it weren't for Zhuang Heng's face, Zhuang Yonglong would definitely take a leave of absence from Mrs. Zhao to help her be the main room." ”

This...... It's really weird everywhere, and this year there are a lot of them.

"At such an age, I am still sad all day long, and I have time to take good care of my children, who don't even have a name. ”

Bai Xiaolang is not a name, Bai is a surname, and Xiaolang is the name of a child by the people of Qin.

"And I was wronged outside and didn't dare to resist, so I knew that when I went back to beat the child, I wanted to beat her. ”

Fang Xile was a little curious: "You seem to sympathize with that child?"

Cheng Jiangyan pursed her lips and changed the subject: "How are you doing over there?"

Bao Chun said he would have to wait a few days. ”

"Then let's go back to Xuanyin Division first and wait for his news?"

Fang Xile thought for a while: "I plan to keep vigil here at night, Zhuang Yonglong has a nightmare and Zhuang Heng dies in the night, maybe I will find something different." ”

Some ghosts are good at hiding yin energy, such as skin-painting ghosts, but they are still exposed when they kill people.

Cheng Jiangyan was a little surprised: "So hard?"

"After all, I received five hundred taels of silver, so I have to do my best!"

Cheng Jiangyan snorted and laughed: "Yes, five hundred taels of silver is a lot of money, it's enough to buy ten of you!"

Fang Xile: "......"

Can this stubble be uncovered?

Fang Xile and the dealer couple said their plans to keep vigil, and the two of them were naturally grateful.

It's night

The moon hangs high in the night sky like a disk.

Fang Xile sat on the roof, the cool breeze blowing her long hair and the corners of her clothes, and her figure under the thin armor was slightly thin.

Cheng Jiangyan didn't know where to get two jars of wine: "Do you want to drink?"

Fang Xile slapped open the mud seal, raised his head and poured half of the altar.

"Drink slowly!" Cheng Jiangyan couldn't look down: "This is a good flower carving!"

The two were chatting for a while, when they suddenly heard the sound of walking in the house.

There are two people in the house, Zhuang Yonglong and Mrs. Zhao, who is walking?

The two looked at each other and jumped off the eaves.

I saw Zhuang Yonglong walking out in his obscene clothes, his eyes were closed, obviously still in a dream, he walked out of the door and walked straight in one direction.

The two hurriedly followed, and followed, and a pond appeared in front of them, which was not the place where Zhuang Heng drowned.

No longer hesitating, Fang Xile stepped forward and grabbed Zhuang Yonglong.

"Hey, wake up!"

After a while, Zhuang Yonglong woke up leisurely and was startled.

"I, why am I here?"

"Come and commit suicide by jumping into the water!"

Zhuang Yonglong was a carp, his fat body was extremely flexible at this time, he rubbed a few steps away from the pond, and his body kept trembling: "There are ghosts, there are really ghosts!"

"Do you remember what happened?"

Zhuang Yonglong struggled to recall: "I am dreaming, dreaming, dreaming...... Hey, I can't remember!"

Come on!

The trail is broken again.

Just now, Zhuang Yonglong didn't have a little yin qi on his body, and there was no one in this mansion who could use the technique of disgust to win, so what was it that controlled Zhuang Yonglong? This case is becoming more and more confusing.

In the past, it was good to get rid of ghosts directly, but this time after checking for so long, I don't even know if it's a ghost.

Fang Xile's eyes fell on the pond, and suddenly his heart moved, one or two of them ran to the pond to kill themselves, is there anything special about the pond?

"Jiang Yan, optimistic about Master Zhuang. ”

"Plop—"

Fang Xile jumped into the pond.