Chapter 147: The Altar Opening Method
In one day, three people died in the urban village in the east of the city, and the three people died in the same way and knew each other, if this is a coincidence, who can believe it?
The pressure was on Zhao Feng's shoulders for a while, and if the fourth death incident was discovered at this time, causing a small panic, Zhao Feng's pressure would be even greater.
The inquiry continued, but the relationship between these technicians and Xiaoxiao was average, and the information provided was limited, but there was a lot of information about Zhang Jinfu.
These technicians, seven out of ten, have a relationship with Zhang Jinfu, and the confession he got before is almost the same, Zhang Jinfu has a good attitude towards these women who have lost their footing, but his attitude towards those high-end clubs is much worse.
One of the technicians provided a message that caught my attention, she said that Zhang Jinfu fell in love with a college student a few days ago, and asked Xiaoxiao to help and get the college student.
"Do you know what that college student's name is?" I interjected a second time.
"I don't know!"
The technician shook his head.
"Do you know what Xiaoxiao did to that college student?" I continued.
"I don't know!"
The technician shook his head again.
Yes, there are not many useful things, but judging from the news obtained so far, the cause of death of Zhang Jinfu and the three of them is already clear.
Zhang Jinfu didn't know where to meet Chen Xueyan, and wanted to get Chen Xueyan, but Chen Xueyan didn't comply, Zhang Jinfu teamed up with Xiaoxiao and Wang Qiang, and got Chen Xueyan by disgraceful means, and even harmed Chen Xueyan.
After Chen Xueyan turned into a ghost, she came back to take revenge and killed three people in a row.
It should be like this in general, but in my opinion, except for Zhang Jinfu, Xiaoxiao and Wang Qiang's deaths, nothing is right, someone should be helping Chen Xueyan avenge, who it is, I don't know.
Coming out of the happy foot bath, Zhao Feng's face was as black as the bottom of the pot.
I thought about it, walked over and said, "Brother Zhao, go back to the team in a while, give me five of the ten hairs, and I'll open the altar at night to see if I can find Chen Xueyan's body!" ”
"Can you really find it?" A flash of joy appeared in Zhao Feng's eyes.
"Try it, you're 70% sure!" I said.
"Seventy percent? Enough is enough! Zhao Feng nodded.
An hour later, we returned to the criminal investigation team with two bodies.
Unlike Zhang Jinfu, I didn't feel the slightest yin qi on Xiaoxiao and Wang Qiang's bodies, and after Zhou Ziqi's autopsy, I didn't find anything unusual in the bodies of the two.
The cause of death of the two was very simple, that is, suffocation.
So far, the only good news is that no fourth victim has been found.
Eight o'clock in the evening, Feng Shui shop.
I took a deep breath and prepared to open the altar.
Speaking of which, this is my first time opening an altar, I have only seen it in movies before, and I have been with my grandfather for so many years, I have never seen my grandfather open an altar.
It is Qiqi who leads the opening of the altar this time, I don't have to do anything else, I just give my body to Qiqi, and I can understand the whole process.
I nodded to Qiqi and said, "It's okay!" ”
Qiqiqi's small green eyes flashed, nodded at me, entered my body, and the moment I controlled my body, I closed my eyes, and when I opened them again, a touch of green appeared under my eyes.
The practice of opening the altar is indispensable for the altar and the sand table.
The altar is simple and consists mainly of candles and incense.
The sand table is also simple, consisting of two chessboards covered with a layer of fine sand.
Holding my breath and concentrating, I slowly wrote a sparse text on the sand table under the control of Qiqi, which was mainly composed of Chen Xueyan's eight characters.
But at the beginning and at the end, the name of the immortal who asked for help should be written, but the name of the immortal written by Qiqi made me very strange, her name is Zigu Shen Niangniang.
It's the first time I've heard of such an immortal.
After writing the essay, light two red candles, stand up and walk along the sand table three times to the left and three to the right, and then wrap Chen Xueyan's birthday and the five hairs in yellow table paper and burn them in a bowl.
Then bury the ashes in the bowl with glutinous rice, light seven sticks of incense, insert them on the glutinous rice in the bowl, and finally sit cross-legged on the ground, and pick up the prepared 90-degree right-angled stick (that is, two sticks, tied to a 90-degree angle with a rope).
He held one end in his hand, put the other end in the center of the sand table, then covered his head with a red cloth, held the stick tightly with both hands, and said: "Ask Zigu God to open the way for me and point out Chen Xueyan's whereabouts!" ”
With my eyes closed, I kept repeating the phrase.
Reading and reading, I felt that something was wrong, the whole person's head felt empty, and my body couldn't move, only felt as if my two arms were moving.
I don't know how long it took, the red cloth in front of me slowly turned black, and suddenly in a flash, I saw the back of a person sitting by a flower bed, just like that, my eyes suddenly opened, and my consciousness was instantly clear.
I let out a breath, lifted the red cloth, and looked at the sand table, on which there were several lines of words clearly written, and there was a road map next to it.
Looking at Zhao Feng and Lao Jiu next to them, the two opened their mouths wide, and their faces were incredible.
"Let's go!"
I coughed twice deliberately, pointed to the address on the sand table and said; "Follow the place above here!"