Zhao Bangqing pushed open the door, looked at Ye Yang and made a "please" gesture. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Ye Yang smiled, accepted her salute, and walked out of the door dignifiedly.

Zhao Bangqing then gently closed the door and followed his footsteps.

It was a harsh July, but in the evenings the weather turned cooler. A trace of cold wind can't help but blow a chill on people's necks.

Zhao Bangqing quickened his pace and followed closely behind Ye Yang, as if there was something unclean behind him, and he was still a little scared.

It was only a matter of time before they reached the outside of the room where the body was stored. The cold wind blows the doors and windows, making a "squeak" sound, which is extremely harsh in the silence of the night.

"What about the guards guarding the corpses?" Zhao Wanqing asked cautiously and softly.

"I don't have time to explain this now, I'll talk to you slowly when I go back, let's go in first."

Zhao Bangqing followed Ye Yang into the room like this.

There are no decorations or furnishings in the room, it is empty. It's just that there is a long platform in the middle of the square, the height is waist-high, and the marble is polished, and the production is relatively rough. There was a corpse on the table, which was still tightly covered with a white cloth.

Zhao Wanqing closed the door behind him, and at this time, he could only rely on Ye Yang to draw a sense of security.

Ye Yang walked straight to the corpse and stretched out his hand to uncover the white cloth. Zhao Bangqing hurriedly stepped forward, she had never seen a corpse, but she also wanted to open her eyes.

The white cloth was gently removed, and a beautiful face appeared in front of the two. The two ladies are really as the girls said, and their faces are also kind. Today's corpse is shocking. Not to mention that it has been dead for more than half a month, this body like a living person, if it is not breathless, it will really make people think that it is just a sound sleep.

Zhao Wanqing didn't look frightened as expected, maybe it was because this corpse didn't look terrible.

Ye Yang stretched out his hand to grope for something on top of the corpse's head, and Zhao Wanqing looked at him carefully, not daring to make a sound, for fear of disturbing him.

"That's true!" Ye Yang said suddenly.

Zhao Wanqing looked at his actions, and was a little confused for a while: "What did you find?" ”

"Look." Ye Yang said, brushing away a few strands of hair on the top of the corpse's head with his hand, and a small hole the size of a needle's eye was entrenched on it. A wound smaller than a sesame seed is really hard to find.

"How so?" Zhao Bangqing seemed to have guessed something, but he was very puzzled.

"Among the Dao techniques, there is a technique called Soul Transfer. Take two needles of the same diameter, cast a spell, and pierce the top of the heads of two people, and their souls will be transformed. It's just that this spell takes a long time, the materials are expensive, and the practice conditions are harsh, and the technical requirements for the caster are also very high. Those who can practice this method must be a superior person. Ye Yang said and showed a helpless look.

"The two people were swapped, why did the body of the second lady become a corpse? And what about the needle that should have been inserted into her head in the first place? ”

Ye Yang explained carefully: "I guess that the soul of the second lady may have been swapped with a person who has died. The dead souls will be taken away by the underworld, so what lies here now is nothing more than a body. As for the needles, the needles used for this spell are all made of ice on the snow ridge, and the higher the production position, the better the casting effect. It is preserved by other methods first, and when it is used, it enters the human body and melts away without a trace. ”

Zhao Bangqing sighed that there was such a strange thing in the world, but this undoubtedly added great difficulty to his father to solve the case, and he couldn't help but worry again.

"Is there a way to find her soul?" Zhao Wanqing asked.

"There's a way, let's get out of here first." With that, Ye Yang gently covered the white cloth again, and Zhao Bangqing followed him out of the room and walked back to his room.

As soon as the two entered the room, they seemed to have experienced strong wind and snow, sat directly on the stool, poured tea and poured several sips. On Zhao Bangqing, the first time to experience this kind of bizarre thing, there is always fear. And Ye Yang, in fact, is the first time to do this kind of thing, and he is very nervous.

"What kind of method do you say?" Zhao Wanqing couldn't wait to ask.

"I have the second lady's birthday now, and when the sun falls tomorrow, I can get her exact location when I set up a formation and cast a spell."

Zhao Bangqing suddenly felt that Ye Yang was so powerful, and looked forward to whether he would have such skills in the future.

"By the way, what about the guards?" Zhao Bangqing always suddenly remembered those curious questions.

"Terrans are adept at disguise charm, which includes disguise and hypnosis. I pretended to be the head of the corpse keeper, and I pretended that I could take care of him for a while, but he thanked him and ran away without saying a word. Ye Yang remembered the relieved look of the corpse collector at that time, and couldn't help laughing.

Also, on this dark and windy night, alone outside a cold corpse, who would want to do such an obscure and terrible errand.

Zhao Bangqing couldn't help but admire Ye Yang in his heart.

"Alright, the needs of the business are done. You can rest early, and I will come back to you tomorrow at sunset, and I will go. Ye Yang got up and disappeared into the night under Zhao Bangqing's "slow walk".

Zhao Bangqing was lying on the bed, happy that the case had progressed, and at the same time full of expectations for tomorrow. And then unconsciously, fell asleep heavily...

It seems like a very long day. Zhao Wanqing stayed in his room and had nothing to do, and even ordered the maid not to send three meals, and he went to the kitchen to get it when he was hungry. In fact, most of the time she sat in her room in a daze, thinking about the bizarre encounters of the past few days, as if it were a dream.

Finally, the sun had set, and the afterglow had colored the sky red.

"Let's go." Ye Yang's voice came from the door as scheduled.

Zhao Bangqing came back to his senses, turned his head to look at the door, and sure enough, he was standing there, so he immediately got up and set off with him.

Of course, the way to get out is still to go over the wall.

Ye Yang was holding a compass in his hand, and there was a pointer on the compass that pointed to the direction of the north.

"What is this?" Zhao Wanqing still asked puzzled.

"This is the soul Xuantie, I engraved the birthday of the second lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion last night, and now I can gather the essence of the day, which can point to the direction of her soul and help us find it."

Zhao Wanqing nodded clearly, and An An followed Ye Yang in parts.

I don't know how long I walked, but it was already nightfall. In the sky, I don't know when there are faint and faint stars. Ye Yang had already taken Zhao Bangqing out of the city, and now he was walking in the suburbs.

The night in the suburbs is not as good as in the city, and the people in the city rarely go out at night, and the streets are silent. At this moment, in the suburbs, there are bursts of frog chirping one after another.

Finally, the pointer of the black iron stood up, and they had already walked to the door of a house. The door of the house was open, and two men walked out of the house. One is less than thirty, young and strong, and energetic. The other is already in his forties, or close to fifty, and the Taoist priest looks like some kind of unfathomable elder.

Seeing this, Ye Yang hurriedly pulled Zhao Bangsheng to hide behind the door and covered it with the door.

"Does she still want to go back?" The Taoist priest spoke.

"I'm not going to let go again this time, but is there a way to make her unable to go back? Please also ask the Taoist chief to tell me that I am willing to pay any amount of money. The young man was emotional.

The Taoist priest touched his beard and said longly: "There is naturally a way, as long as you destroy her body, she will never be able to go back." ”

"Thank you, Chief." The young man thanked thoughtfully, "The hour is not early, and the Tao is walking slowly." ”

The chief turned and walked towards the door.

Before Zhao Bangqing could react, he saw that Ye Yang had already walked into the courtyard and shouted to the Taoist priest: "Wait!" ”

"It seems to be really lively today." The Taoist priest didn't look nervous, but laughed.

Zhao Bangqing couldn't stay any longer, and walked to Ye Yang's side.

"You are abusing Dao art and interfering in things that you shouldn't be interfering with, do you know that you are wrong?" Ye Yang reprimanded the Taoist priest.

"I take money from people and do things for people. I'm afraid that you hairy boy doesn't know what to do and is nosy, so today I just took you and the little girl next to you together, so that I can use it to increase my cultivation. As he spoke, the Taoist priest suddenly drew his sword and stabbed at Ye Yang.

Ye Yang dodged urgently, and the sword missed. But the Taoist priest still chased after him, waving the long sword in his hand.

Ye Yang took advantage of the dodge to draw a copper and iron sword from the treasure bag and fought against the Taoist priest.

The techniques and steps of the two of them were dazzling, perhaps the swordsmanship was too fast, all that could be seen was phantoms and sword trajectories, and the crisp sound of the two swords colliding was heard in the ears from time to time.

"Hah!" The Taoist priest shouted, stretched out his palm while practicing the sword, Ye Yang couldn't defend himself, and ate this real palm hard, and his body fell back four or five meters in the air.

Zhao Bangqing hurriedly ran over, helped Ye Yang up, and saw Ye Yang holding his chest with his hand, his face was pale, and he couldn't help worrying: "Are you okay?" ”

Ye Yang was silent and did not make a sound.

"Do you want to ask Lord Yu to help?" Zhao Wanqing said that he was about to put his hand on the brand.

"No." Ye Yang nervously raised his hand and tried his best to stop Zhao Bangqing.

Before Zhao Bangqing could ask why, the Taoist priest smiled slyly, and he didn't know what method he used, and suddenly hung up the wind.

The wind seemed to be blowing in the direction of Zhao Bangqing, and after a while, Zhao Bangqing felt that an inexplicably powerful force was tearing at herself, and the pain swept through her body, and the tearing pain reminded her of the scene when she signed a contract when she first entered Bangshengzhai, but at this time, she was really going to die.

Suddenly, a white light flashed, the wind subsided, and Zhao Bangqing's painful feeling disappeared.

The shadow of the tree is swaying, and a figure jumps down lightly from above, which is Yu Beisheng.

"Another one, it seems that today is a lot of gains." The Taoist priest was very pleased.