I pointed to Lao Du and said to Xunhua: "This Mr. Du is my employer and the original owner of that house. He hired me to find out the cause of his wife's death. ”

Xunhua's eyes lit up: "It turns out that my friend is the head of this family, tell me, what's going on?" ”

Xunhua is definitely not a monk, and just a few words exposed the other party's habits. However, the other party doesn't seem to have any intention of hiding it, which I can't understand.

I said in a deep voice: "Now, should we go to Lao Du's house to check?" ”

"Actually, don't ......," Xunhua said 'no', but the person walked outside and stabbed the door of Lao Du's house with a wire very skillfully, "I have checked this room several times, although it is not to the extent of digging three feet into the ground, but all the places that can be checked have been rummaged by me, and there is no sign of unjust souls lingering." All I can say is that the Ghost only appeared eight years ago, and now it has returned. ”

When Xunhua spoke, I had already looked inside and outside the house. Although Lao Du has not returned home for eight years, except for a thick layer of dust in the house, the other furnishings have not changed at all, and there is indeed no appearance of a ghost at home.

I couldn't help frowning: "Could it be that the ghost has turned back?" Probably not! ”

If a ghost stays in one place for a long time, it will definitely leave yin qi there, and even ordinary people can sense it. However, if Xie Wanqiao is a haunter, then why did she appear eight years later? Where has she been in the past eight years? Was it really taken away by that monk?

I looked at Xunhua and said, "Take the liberty of asking......"

I was thinking about how to express myself tactfully, but Xunhua said, "I know what you want to say." My uncle's person, although he is superb in Buddhism, but when it comes to subduing demons and subduing demons, he is not as good as ordinary warlocks. ”

"His action is to chant sutras, transcend, and use the Dharma to influence the dead. He didn't want to think about whether the unjust soul would listen to him. ”

What Xun Hua said is true, Buddhism can indeed eliminate the anger of the unjust soul and make it to bliss, but only if the deceased first has the heart to yearn for bliss. If the undead can't let go of their grievances and forget the hatred in their hearts, the monks can't forcibly exceed. Moreover, the practice of the vast majority of monks is not based on slaying demons and eliminating demons.

Xunhua didn't know what I was thinking, and continued: "Eight years ago, he came over to overtake the undead, although he felt that the undead had gone, but the more he thought about it after he went back, the more he felt that it was wrong, and he always felt that the undead would come back, so he deliberately returned and left his contact information. ”

"When I came over, my first reaction was that the undead weren't in this house. But I did hear the laughter of ghosts inside. I checked it several times in a row to no avail, and then I realized that the ghost in the house was not nostalgic for this room, but deliberately waiting for someone to come back. ”

Xunhua glanced at Lao Du: "I simply sealed the door and stayed at the neighbor's house by myself and waited for someone to appear." And here you are. I knew it when you kicked the door during the day, but I never showed up to see what you were going to do. ”

I looked at Xunhua: "You didn't make a ban on the door to seal the soul, but just left a spell to warn and summon you?" ”

"Yes!" Xunhua nodded, "The ghost is not in the house, so it's useless to ban it." ”

"Not in the house?" I asked, "Didn't the neighbors here say that they all heard the ghost laughing?" ”

Xunhua said: "I scanned the door with my discerning eyes, but I really didn't see any yin qi in the door. Even when you met a ghost at the door just now, I didn't notice any yin in this room. ”

Xunhua took me to the next room, where he put a vajra hanging with a red rope: "You see, at that time, the vajra kept pointing at the door, but there was no reaction to the next door, which means that there are no ghosts next door. And ......"

Xunhua changed his words and said, "I've been looking at the corridor through the door mirror. At that time, the ghosts that could kill people, one was on the stairs, and the other was supposed to be behind you. The one in the Du family's house is at best suspicious. Don't you think it's weird? ”

"It's a man!" I squinted and said, "Someone is scheming us." ”

"That's right!" Xunhua nodded, "Take the ghost outside the window." If I'm not mistaken, he's already here when you're burning paper. At that time, he should have hid outside the window, knocked on the glass of the house, and took advantage of the man's head to wipe the other party's neck with a knife, and then killed the old lady before he began to ambush you. ”

The speculation of looking for flowers is similar to what I thought.

I thought for a moment before I arched my hand and said, "Thank you friend for your doubts." Then let's take our leave. ”

Before I could turn around, Xunhua spoke: "Friend go slowly, although we have not accepted the commission of the same employer, but the purpose is the same. How about we join forces? I'm afraid I won't be able to eat this business by myself. ”

The idea of looking for flowers really appealed to me. I've only taken on business twice since my debut, but each time I feel a little overwhelmed, not because I can't do it, it's because I don't have the skills.

Just like just now, I couldn't take care of Lao Du and Xie Wanhua at the same time, if Xunhua didn't appear, I would have to choose to give up one person. But they are all my employers, who should I give up?

The battle between the warlock and the ghost is that there is no distraction, and the slightest distraction may be a judgment of life and death. I do need a helper.

I looked at Xunhua: "Are you really a monk?" ”

Xunhua touched her bald head: "Fake!" I can only be regarded as a warlock, and pretending to be a monk actually has a last resort. If you believe me, we can work together. If you're worried, forget it! ”

The lineage of warlocks comes from the three religions of Confucianism, Taoism, and Buddhism. It's not surprising that he knows spells, but he is not a member of the sect. This is the same as "not everyone who has practiced Shaolin boxing is a Shaolin disciple".

Those who cultivate alone must have some connection with the sect. There are also many warlocks, and they can't even tell what sect they come from.

My grandfather told me that Mr. Northeast is regarded as the last in the arts, but it is not unreasonable, because most gentlemen do not have a clear teacher, and they only seek to be practical. It is not strange for a Northeast gentleman to carry the "Diamond Sutra" and hold a compass to see the feng shui positioning.

It is because the composition of Mr. Northeast is too complicated, there is no clear teacher, and there is no advanced inheritance, so it is regarded as the last stream. However, some people underestimate Mr. Northeast because of this, and they will definitely suffer a big loss. Because Mr. Northeast does not have a teacher, but he has the unique fierceness and righteousness of Northeast people, just with the words "life and death without fear", it is enough to gain a foothold in the art path.

Therefore, I don't pay much attention to the aspect of the sect.

When I looked at Xunhua, the latter was calmly looking at me, as if waiting for my answer.

I hesitated for a moment before raising my right hand. Xunhua smiled and slapped me three times in a row: "Happy cooperation!" My real name is Shi Bucong, which means I'd rather die than obey. You can call me Xunhua, or you can call me Monk Shi, in short, don't call me Shi Bu Yi. ”

"Good!" I didn't know the monk well, so I couldn't ask him why he came up with such a lame name, so I could only cough twice and tell the other party about Lao Du's commission. After hearing this, the monk couldn't help frowning: "This is weird!" Lao Du, you tell me the scene at that time. ”

Lao Du, who had not spoken, said in a dumb voice: "At that time, as soon as I returned home, I smelled blood in the house, half of the room was full of blood, Wanqiao was gone, and the child was gone......"

The monk said with caution: "Then you know that they are dead?" ”

Lao Du pointed to the bedroom and said: "The forensic examination has shown that the blood stains on the bed are Wanqiao's, and the blood on the ground is Tongtong's, according to the amount of blood loss, it is impossible for them to survive." Besides, there is visceral tissue in the blood. They ......"

I turned around and said, "There is no blood in any other places than these places?" ”

Lao Du shook his head and said, "No." ”

I picked up Tong Tong's painting and said, "It seems that this painting is real." Tong Tong should have seen the person outside......"

Halfway through my words, I suddenly remembered something, turned around and ran downstairs, until I stopped under Mrs. Liu's window—that was where the ghost I had scattered had fallen. There was a rotten shroud there, and the sharp knife that the goblins had used to attack me had landed not far away.

I picked up the knife and looked at it several times before I said to Lao Du: "Did you bring the toy knife that was mailed with the diary?" ”

"Here!" After Lao Du handed over the knife, I saw that the two knives were exactly the same except for the different materials: "Sure enough, someone is making trouble!" The man who ambushed us this time was a master of witchcraft. ”

"Impossible!" Xie Wanhua said, "Tom doesn't know anything like witchcraft, it can't be him." ”

I shook my head and said, "He won't, and others may not." Think for yourself, did you think it was a little strange when we were on video with Tom? ”

Xie Wanhua said blankly: "I don't think anything is strange......

"It's light!" Lao Du suddenly woke up and said, "Although Tom is blocking the curtains, the light in the room does not look like a dark sky. Even if the curtains are blocked during the day, the light in the room will be different from that at night. It's just that no one paid attention to this at the time. ”

I muttered, "If it was daytime, Tom wasn't in Europe." Judging from this shroud, the spells on it should be from a school in East Asia, and it may even be a master of Chinese magic. Dr. Xie, you call somebody and ask where Tom is. ”

Xie Wanhua took out the phone and dialed it quickly. It didn't take long to see Xie Wanhua's face pale and say, "Tom has already gone abroad." ”