At this moment, a large net suddenly fell from the sky, covering the ghost underneath.

The ghost fell heavily to the ground, and Li Canghai didn't say a word, but pounced directly.

Although the ghost was covered by the net, it suddenly let out a scream, and the net suddenly cracked.

Li Canghai threw a blow into the air, his heart was not good, this rope net was made of hemp rope soaked in oil, which was extremely tough, and the other party could easily break it.

Seeing the ghost floating away from the window, Li Canghai immediately shouted: Do it!

It was too late, but it was too soon, and the servant, who was lying in ambush under the corner, immediately tore open the cloth bag and threw it at the window.

A white expanse of flour fell overwhelmingly, and the ghost shadow passed directly through and disappeared in an instant.

Li Canghai covered his nose, stumbled out of the clan hall, looked up at the opposite roof, and found that Di Qing was gone.

Walking to the window in three or two steps, he looked at the flour traces left on the ground, and said secretly: "Di Qing, I'll leave it to you." ”

"Master, how's it going? Is it really an ancestor? Di Ying pinched the yellow talisman, beads of sweat the size of beans flowed from her forehead, and asked nervously.

It would be a great crime of disrespect to the ancestors, so he must confirm whether it is Di Renjie Yingling inside.

"I have vouched for my life, and I am by no means the spirit of Di Gong." Li Canghai casually said a few words of comfort to make them feel relieved.

At this time, there was a sudden exclamation in the clan hall.

Li Canghai and Di Ying hurriedly rushed in, only to see a corpse lying in the clan hall, the corpse was twisted all over, showing a strange posture.

Everyone screamed in terror and retreated in fright.

Di Ying's face was pale, without a trace of blood, he trembled forward, and after seeing the appearance of the corpse clearly, he suddenly let out an exclamation, and he rolled his eyes in fright, and fainted directly.

Li Canghai hurriedly stepped forward, he knew this corpse, this person was the servant of the Di family.

All the servants hid outside the door in fright, with frightened expressions on their faces.

Li Canghai's face was a little ugly, he appeased everyone, asked people to carry Di Ying away, and asked people to notify the government, and he squatted in front of the corpse to observe.

When he left the clan hall just now, there was nothing in the hall, how could a corpse suddenly appear.

Besides, from the time he left to the outside, it was only a cup of tea.

Li Canghai carefully inspected the corpse, and he found that the corpse was already cold, and what was even more strange was that the corpse did not have any wounds.

Overall, it seems that this person has been dead for a long time.

However, just before a stick of incense, Li Canghai had seen him.

Li Canghai believed in his eyes, he was absolutely not wrong, so the question is, why did the corpse appear cold and stiff?

In the empty clan hall, the candle flame flickered and flickered.

The originally solemn clan hall has become a little eerie at this time.

The corpse stiffened, and its limbs twisted in an uncanny way. His eyes bulged out, his face was hideous, and he seemed to be in great pain.

"I'm back!" With a gust of wind, Di Qing rushed into the clan hall.

"Miss Qing, have you caught up?" Li Canghai stood up and asked.

As soon as Di Qing stood up, she was instantly startled by what she saw, and she screamed: "How can there be dead people? ”

Li Canghai frowned and said, "This matter is too strange, let's talk about it later." Did you catch that 'ghost'? ”

Di Qing calmed down, tried not to let herself look at the strange corpse, and said: "I followed your arrangement, followed the traces of flour all the way, and when I got out of the West Market, the 'ghost' disappeared. ”

Li Canghai was secretly surprised that he could escape from Di Qing's hands, this 'ghost' is not low.

Here Li Canghai was pondering things, but over there Di Qing had already walked to the corpse and looked at it, women's minds were much more delicate than men's, at this moment, Di Qing suddenly covered her mouth and shouted: "Canghai, let's ...... What the hell! ”

Li Canghai looked at Di Qing suspiciously, a little puzzled.

Di Qing pointed to the corpse and said with a pale face: "Look...... Does his posture resemble the statue in the Senluo Temple? ”

Li Canghai suddenly came to his senses, no wonder he had always felt that this scene was familiar, it turned out to be extremely similar to the posture of a stone statue they saw in the palace of King Qin Guang.

A cold feeling rose from behind, and Li Canghai couldn't help but shudder.

This is so weird, how can this person's death be so similar to those statues, could it be that there are really ghosts to do it?

At this time, a group of officials rushed over with torches.

A man in a cyan official robe was led by a domestic servant to the clan hall.

"Who are you?" The man looked quite majestic, and when he saw Li Canghai observing beside the corpse, he scolded: "This is the scene of the murder, and the idlers are waiting to leave quickly!" ”

"My lord, he is a mage invited by my master to hunt ghosts." The servant said hurriedly.

"Mage?" The official looked him up and down a few times, and sneered: "Pretending to be a ghost, I think he is clearly a charlatan, blast me out!" ”

Several officials came in in response, and without saying a word, they were about to set up Li Canghai and drag him out.

Just as his body was pulled backwards, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of the corpse's claws curled up beneath him.

Li Canghai slammed his strength, and immediately broke away from several servants, and hurriedly ran to the corpse and squatted down.

He removed the deceased's claws, and found that there was a line of blood in the place covered by the deceased's claws.

"Disturb the ancestors, the sin is not punishable!"

The eight blood characters were shocking, and everyone felt a chill in their backs, as if they had really seen a ghost.

Di Qing's face was as pale as paper, she was a descendant of the Di family, and these eight words were like thunder to her.

The official's brows furrowed, he glanced around, and suddenly shouted: "The idlers and others will leave immediately, and the official will personally investigate the scene." ”

Saying that, without waiting for everyone to react, Li Canghai and the others were blasted out of the clan hall.

"This ...... What's going on here? Canghai, is that 'ghost' really an ancestor? Di Qing bit her lip and asked in a trembling voice.

Li Canghai's face was solemn, everything that happened tonight exceeded his expectations.

The ghost shadow was not caught, but a domestic servant died inexplicably, which was really a loss for the lady and a soldier.

Previously, he had speculated that the so-called 'ghosts' were likely to be the tomb robbers, but now it seems that the situation is more complicated.

In just a stick of incense, a living person became a dead person with a stiff body, and the most frightening thing was that the eight blood characters were written by the deceased himself.

"Curse, it must be a curse!"

A servant whispered in horror, his voice not loud but clear to everyone's ears.

The rest of the servants looked at each other, they were all involved in the ghost hunt, and if it was a curse, maybe it would be their turn next. They all knelt on the ground in fright, and kept kowtowing to the clan hall.

After about a stick of incense, the official walked out of the clan hall, he glanced at everyone, and said: "This matter is strange, this official wants to go back to find the man to come, you wait for the good student to take care of the murder scene, don't let people approach." ”

As he spoke, the official wrapped his sleeves and walked out with a few servants.