Hao Lao Er provided an important clue, and Ma Cripple also corroborated it from the side, and everything pointed to one person - Cheng Weigao.

But whether he did all this or not, we have to wait until Cheng Weigao is caught to be conclusive. But where is Cheng Weigao? Whether the aunt of the Hao family is in his hands is still uncertain.

The police captain reported the new situation to the bureau, and after asking for instructions, they released Hao Lao Er and Ma Cripple.

Since Hao Lao Er provided the clue of Cheng Weigao, Xiao Long has not spoken. However, he has been paying attention to the physical changes of Ma Cripple and Hao Laoer.

Although he is not a police officer and has not studied criminal investigation, he is a doctor after all. He is well aware that when there are fluctuations and changes in people's hearts, they will directly affect physiological changes. In the past, if you want to understand this physiological change, you need to use instruments, but now Xiao Long is no longer an ordinary person, as long as he is willing, his attention is focused on someone, with his ears, he can hear the subtle changes in the beating of the person's heart, and with the nose, he can smell the subtle odor changes on the person's body.

You must know that the smell of the human body will not change under normal circumstances, only the changes in internal factors such as mood and mentality affect the endocrine, which will make the endocrine system fluctuate, and these fluctuations will make the secreted material composition and quantity change, and finally reflect on the human body odor.

Not only that, Xiao Long's intuition has always pointed the murderous finger at the lame horse, I don't know if it was preconceived or other reasons, but Xiao Long couldn't tell the reason.

The police left and began to investigate Cheng Weigao. Hao Lao Er's expression was down, he just sat there crying silently and smoking. At the beginning, there were still many people in the villagers, but slowly they all left. Hao's family affairs, in the end, have to be decided by the Hao family themselves.

"Second Uncle Hao, tomorrow is the first seven, do you want to prepare some tribute sacrifices?" Xiao Long reminded.

Hao Lao Er woke up from a dream and nodded slightly. Xiao Long said: "Second Uncle Hao, there are usually white things in the village, who helps preside over it, do you want to come and discuss?" ”

Also, did you choose a cemetery? Is it better to find Mr. Yin and Yang, choose a suitable time to be buried, and bury it as soon as possible.

Hao Lao Er nodded again and said, "The old servant head in the east of the village." "His voice was hoarse, very small, as if he could lose his voice at any moment. After saying that, he was silent again.

Xiao Long has a big head, and 90% of the people in this village are surnamed Yun, which makes him go where to find the old man. But looking at Hao Laoer's current appearance, it may be impossible for him to find someone. As for the lame horse, forget it. Look at the way he looks at himself, he can't wait to eat him, he can not move.

While Xiao Long was hesitating to inquire about whether he was looking for it, several gray-haired old men walked towards here while talking. Xiao Long's ears moved, and he immediately heard their conversation clearly. It's really said that Cao Cao Cao arrived.

But think about it, it's this bowl of rice that they eat, of course, the nose is very smart.

"Hello old men." Xiao Long came out and greeted him politely.

"Oh, you're friends with the second child, aren't you? Young and promising, young and promising. "The first old man has a large number of Xiao Long, with his hands twisted and bearded, and he looks like an elder. It can be seen that he has a very high status in the village. Belong to the kind of people who are highly respected.

"Junior Xiao Long, Xiao Jiaji, Cheng Xuejuan's grandson."

"Oh, it turned out to be the grandson of Xuejuan's old sister-in-law, I have heard of you. Didn't you get the top prize? The old man smiled. Xiao Long sweated profusely. This mountain man is like this, and he doesn't know the difference between the champion and the university. In their opinion, this kid's admission to university is the same as being admitted to the top prize. It is glory, it is a matter of honoring the ancestors, when the people in the village go out, when they drink and brag, they mention who, who is the top student in the college entrance examination in our city, that is our village, they will feel that they have a special face, therefore, it is not strange that people from ten miles and eight towns have heard of Xiao Long.

"You're always praised, I was just admitted to college, not the champion." "In the past, there was one champion in the country, and I was far behind, and I was in the sky, that is, I was able to show people or something."

"Haha, university, in the past, that was Guozijian, and it was not bad from the champion. Young people know how to be humble, and it's good. The old man laughed and nodded at what Xiao Long said. Xiao Long blushed.

"Old man, I was looking for you."

"Is it a matter of burial? I've already done the math. Tomorrow afternoon, a quarter of the hour. ”

"Tomorrow?" Xiaolong frowned slightly.

"What? Are there any difficulties? Seeing Xiao Long's expression, the old man asked puzzled.

"It's not a secret, the younger generation has learned some methods of attraction, and can communicate with ghosts and gods, and the younger generation wants to set up an altar before and after tomorrow, communicate yin and yang, seduce ghosts, and find out the murderer." Xiao Long said lightly.

"Oh, you still have what it takes?" When the old man heard this, his eyes lit up.

"I just know a little bit about the skin, so let's give it a try. However, if the Hao family is really still alive, then I can find out and communicate with them. Xiao Long said confidently.

"Hmm" The old man nodded slightly, twisted his beard with his hand, and said in a deep voice: "Then tomorrow." ”

(I don't understand the number of yin and yang, but let's just say it, if there is a mistake, please Haihan.) ）

With the decision in hand, Xiao Long began to prepare. First of all, he took out 3,000 yuan and handed it to the old man and asked him to send someone to help buy a product. Xiao Long himself took a shovel and built a small earthen platform in the middle of the courtyard.

Xiao Long didn't know how to build the altar, but when he was a child, he listened to the book "Romance of the Gods" in which Jiang Ziya built the altar. He didn't have that much space, no time, and not so many people to help, so he built a Dharma platform that was three feet three inches long, three inches wide, and three inches high.

That's it, he was still busy until the lights were lit before it was built.

Then, Xiao Long made a small banner out of white cloth, and scribbled on the white cloth with cinnabar mixed with a small amount of ink. The little dragon doesn't know how to draw talismans, but he is very familiar with the constellations of the stars in the sky. He was an astronomy enthusiast. So, what he painted was actually a dark purple pattern by connecting the stars with lines.

"Put the painted flags in eight directions at the four corners of the altar and outside the altar, and plant a total of 12 flags."

I don't know if it's an illusion, or if Xiaolong hit it by mistake, he really made a formation, from the altar built, the flag was planted, Xiaolong felt that the temperature at the altar seemed to be several degrees lower at once. After taking Xiao Long, he was praised fiercely by the old man, and the old man blushed and reddened.

Since Xiao Long built the Dharma platform, Ma Cripple's face was very ugly, and his eyes when he looked at Xiaolong were full of hostility.

Although Xiao Long was aware of it, he pretended not to know anything.

Time passed little by little, and there was no word for a night.

Xiao Long originally thought that the lame horse would come back to destroy the altar, but he didn't expect that this night would be safe.

The old man came early and ordered people to set up a few cases and prepare tribute. Prepare for the sacrifice.

Hao Lao Er cried all night, and this morning he really lost his voice, which made Xiao Long quite depressed. Hao Lao Er sat there stupidly in a daze, busy with him inside and out, Xiao Long sighed in his heart: Damn, I really regard Lao Tzu as the filial son and grandson of the Hao family. But he's not a half-man. I won't pick a picker at this time.

Moreover, the case of the Hao family is confusing, and it has aroused Xiao Long's curiosity, and he must find out.