"Can Yang Zhutou take us to meet the girl's family?" Cheng An asked seriously.

Yang Hai glanced at him and said, "The most important thing for you is to find Miss Bai, it's better not to meddle in things." ”

"We're not trying to meddle in our business, it's just that the two cases have been separated for a long time. However, there are many similarities. If we can find out why the man arrested the girl and where she was held, we might be able to find Miss Bai. ”

"Not to mention that the man is dead. After all these years, do you think that girl will still be alive? ”

Cheng An said in a low voice: "We are not looking for that girl, we are looking for her soul." ”

Yang Hai looked at Cheng An with wide eyes, "If you don't want to save people, just speak as soon as possible, don't talk nonsense." ”

"No, I'm not talking nonsense." Cheng An rolled up his sleeves, showed him the word Yun on the lining, and said, "We, the disciples of the Yun Sect, went down the mountain on the orders of the master." ”

Yun Zong, Yang Hai did hear his master mention it. In his master's mouth, the people of the Yun Sect were all fairy-like figures, looking at the fat man in front of him and this somewhat strange woman, as well as the man who was now in the prison and was a little stupid, he didn't believe that they would be disciples of the Yun Sect no matter what.

"Yang Zhutou, we want to save our junior brother and Miss Bai, we really won't lie to you."

Ji Ran also helped: "Yes, if we can find the girl's bones." Rather, you've done a great job. ”

"I don't want to make meritorious contributions. Back then, the master did suspect that the man was not the murderer. It's just that the prefect wanted to make meritorious contributions, so the case was hastily closed. Yang Hai said coldly.

Ji Ran bit his tongue and secretly scolded himself for what he was doing with this mouth. Also, you'll be able to tell us all the time, and you don't have to tell us this until now.

"If that person is really not the murderer, then the person he pushed him out is very likely to be the same person behind this case. If we can find out the truth of the year, we will definitely be able to rescue Miss Bai. ”

Seeing that Yang Hai's expression was a little moved, Cheng An continued: "Even if they are not in a group, we find the murderer of that girl, and Yang Zhutou can also give your master an explanation." ”

"What do you want to do when you meet her parents?" Yang Hai asked.

Cheng An hurriedly said: "We want her birth date, and we also need some of her mother's blood." ”

Yang Hai frowned and asked, "Is Dad's blood okay?" ”

"Is her mother gone?"

Yang Hai nodded and said, "Her mother died early, and her stepmother is also her aunt. ”

"Yes, too."

"Let's go, then."

The Huo family's house is indeed as Yang Hai said, and it is very enterprising. Even though the outer wall has been raised a little, for Cheng An, it is still easy for them to climb in.

The person who opened the door was a girl about ten years old, and when she saw that it was Yang Hai, she laughed happily.

"Mother, it's Brother Yang!"

"Then what are you still rubbing, hurry up and invite someone in."

Ji Ran glanced at Cheng An suspiciously, it seemed that Yang Hai had a very good relationship with this family.

Cheng An shrugged, this is someone's private matter, and it has nothing to do with them. Besides, it saves them a lot of trouble.

In the room, the woman was holding the children, and when she saw them come in, she hurriedly beckoned them to sit down.

"Aunt Liang, I want to discuss something with you." Yang Haidao.

Liang handed the child to the girl and asked the two of them to go out and play for a while.

"If you have something, tell me."

Yang Hai took a deep breath and slowly told her Cheng An's request. However, he didn't tell her what they were going to do with these things.

If things don't work out, it will only make them happy, which is what he doesn't want to see.

Liang didn't ask them what they wanted Huo Miao's birthday to do, she happily handed over her birthday to them, and told them that Huo Dashan would not come back until noon, and if they were in a hurry, they could go to the place where he worked to find him.

"Xiaohai, don't push yourself too hard. Miaomiao, one day, we will find her. ”

Yang Hai nodded in response.

Coming out of the Huo family, Ji Ran looked at Yang Hai with a curious expression. Yang Hai has a close relationship with the Huo family, which makes her wonder if Huo Miao is his fiancée.

"Our two families have been neighbors for a few years, and my mother went early, and I used to eat at their house when I was a child. Miao Miao is also the one I grew up watching, and I have always regarded her as my sister. Yang Haidao.

Cheng An comforted him and said, "We will definitely find a way to find her." ”

Soon, they found Huo Dashan.

Huo Dashan is a simple and honest man, over forty years old, and his hair has turned a lot grayer.

Seeing Yang Hai, he was a little excited, and the first thing he asked was, 'Miaomiao, is there any news?' ’。

Five years have passed, and it turns out that Huo Miao's family has never given up looking for her.

After Yang Hai told him that Cheng An could help find someone, he didn't say a word, he scratched his finger and dripped blood into the bottle.

"Is that enough?" He asked uncomfortably.

"Enough, enough." Cheng An said while giving him medicine.

The blood and birth date were all obtained, and the three of them prepared to go back to the inn.

"By the way, Yang Zhutou, do you know Miss Bai's birthday?"

"I don't know."

"That ......"

"I'll find someone to check right away."

"Yang Zhutou, thank you so much."

"There is no need to say polite words, you better hurry up and get to work." Yang Hai said coldly: "If you don't find Bai Wei as soon as possible, the adults may convict Yu Sen." "Breeze literature

Yang Hai frowned and said, "You shouldn't have offended someone, right?" ”

"Although we did offend people, I don't think they would use such a complicated trap to frame us."

Ji Ran continued: "They should directly send someone to kill us." ”

The corners of Yang Hai's eyes twitched, and he knew that they were really abnormal.

As soon as he saw them, the innkeeper's face turned long. It's just that because of Yang Hai behind them, he didn't dare to drive people out, so he greeted him with a sad face.

"It's this hour, do you want to eat something?" The boss flattered.

"Boss, can you give us a big bowl?" Cheng An Dao.

"Okay, I'll get someone to get it right away."

"Send it to your room."

With that, the three of them went upstairs.

The boss looked at the backs of the three of them angrily, and just as he saw that the bookkeeper was lazy again.

"Your salary this month has been deducted."

The bookkeeper said helplessly: "Now there is not even a fly in the store, can't I take a nap?" ”

"Nope." After spitting out these two words viciously, the boss went to the back kitchen with his hands behind his back.

In the room, Yang Hai watched Ji Ran draw a formation on the table with a brush that he couldn't understand. Then she took out the cinnabar and sprinkled it around.

He had never seen a spiritualist ritual before, but he had always felt that it was a little too rudimentary. He remembered that the master said that the practice of opening the altar must be carefully prepared.

When the boss brought the big bowl up, he saw what they had placed on the table. It's just that with Yang Hai here, he also dares to be angry but doesn't dare to speak. I can only watch them scourge their furniture, and there is nothing they can do.

"Well, the table is quite valuable, can you not burn it?"

Cheng An smiled: "Don't worry, boss, we won't burn the table." ”

His words did not appease the boss, do not burn the table, there are many other things to burn here.

"We won't burn anything, so don't worry."

"Let's go."

The boss looked at the table, turned around three times, and reluctantly left the room.

"If you're worried about what they're doing, you might as well report it to the police." The bookkeeper advised him.

The boss said with a cold face: "Have you forgotten who is with them?" ”

"Isn't it just ......" a headcatcher?

The account office stopped talking, as if no one would care about this matter if they reported the crime.

After recognizing the situation, the account office persuaded the boss to let go. Anyway, these things don't happen very often. This time they were out of luck and would soon be lucky.

The boss snorted coldly and said, "Go to work, if I catch you being lazy again, you don't want the next three months' salary." ”

The bookkeeper looked upstairs and stood back behind the counter.

Yang Hai frowned and watched Cheng An put Huo Dashan's blood into the water bowl, and then he threw a piece of rune paper into it. The rune paper did not float up, but sank all the way to the bottom. It doesn't seem to be wet with water.

When Cheng An did all this, Ji Ran took out a note with Huo Miao's birthday written on it, and a piece of talisman paper was also pasted on the back. She recited a long series of incantations, and when she stopped, she threw the paper into the water bowl as well.

After that, the two of them stopped talking.

Yang Hai asked puzzledly, "What are we waiting for?" ”

Cheng An looked around and said, "I'm waiting for Miss Huo's soul." ”

Yang Hai looked at them speechlessly, he felt that he was completely wasting something here now. He didn't know why he believed the two of them, maybe their Yun Sect's identity was also a lie.

Just as Yang Hai was thinking wildly, the water in the bowl suddenly rippled.

Yang Hai looked at Cheng An and Ji Ran again, neither of them had their hands on the table, so it was not the reason for external interference.

"What's going on?" Yang Hai asked.

Cheng An gestured to him silently, and Yang Hai frowned and stopped talking.

Ji Ran walked quickly to the window and opened the window.

The water in the bowl shook more and more frequently, and Yang Hai saw that water droplets splashed on the table, wetting the cinnabar on the table and deepening its color a lot. It's like, blood.

Suddenly, he felt the temperature in the room drop a lot, and the water in the bowl stopped shaking, and it was completely calm. If it weren't for the water droplets scattered on the table, Yang Hai would have thought that it was all his own illusion before.

"Is it alright?"

Cheng An and Ji Ran looked in the direction of the window and did not answer his question.

Yang Hai followed their line of sight, but saw nothing.

"What the hell is going on?"

Cheng An then remembered that he hadn't opened Yang Hai's eyes before, so he couldn't see the ghost. He hurriedly took out a small white porcelain vase and handed it to Yang Hai.

"Apply it to your eyelids so you can see her."

Yang Hai put the thing on his eyelids suspiciously, and when he opened his eyes again, he couldn't help but gasp.

There was a girl standing by the window—a girl covered in blood, with a wound on her neck and a wound on her wrist. At the moment, he was staring at them blankly.

"Is this Miss Huo Miao?" Cheng An asked softly.

Yang Hai returned his gaze to her face, her face was as white as paper, and her facial features were exquisite. He was very sure that the person in front of him was definitely not Huo Miao. Huo Miao looks delicate, and her facial features are not as delicate as the person in front of her.