There is still a house behind the City God Temple, Xia Qianhu took Ding Ermiao and walked inside, and said, "There are still some offerings here, Ding Daoyou, let's talk while eating." ”

"What, don't you go ghost hunting at night?" Ding Ermiao asked.

Xia Qianhu smiled bitterly and said, "This deaf ghost is very arrogant, and he kills people not at night, but during the day. So, at night, we can rest assured. ”

Killing people during the day, this deaf ghost is indeed arrogant enough. Ding Ermiao frowned and asked, "How many people have died?" ”

Xia Chenghuang was silent for a moment and said, "Since ten days ago, there have been five of them...... The fifth, who died yesterday morning, was ashamed that I had seen it with my own eyes but had not been saved. ”

"Ridiculous, why didn't you come to us earlier!?" Ding Ermiao was furious and reached out and slapped it on the table.

Five people in the jurisdiction died in a row, and this Xia Qianhu's city god Wusha may not be easy to keep. Half of the mountain is not far from Qiyunguan, and Qiyunguan is also gloomy.

Xia Qianhu sighed and said, "At the beginning, I didn't know that these people were killed by the ghosts, because wherever the ghosts went, there was no ghostly energy, and it was difficult to distinguish them. Later, when I learned about it, I immediately played the underworld, who knows...... The underworld's reaction was not timely, and it took me three days later to inform me to ask Qi Yunguan for help......"

"Mother, King Yama is not a good thing, dereliction of duty." Ding Ermiao said.

"Shhhh......h ”

Ding Ermiao smiled and said: "There is no one else here, unless it comes out of your mouth, besides, I worship Sanqing, not King Yama, so for me, there is nothing disrespectful." ”

Taoist priests worship gods and not ghosts, although the king of Yama is awesome, but he is not the leader of Ding Ermiao.

"Don't talk about this, don't talk about this......" Xia Qianhu hurriedly interrupted the topic and said: "The people who were killed by the deaf ghosts were all people from Sandao Street, all young men, all surnamed Jia, it's strange." ”

"So, there is an enmity with the surname Jia?" Ding Ermiao frowned.

"That's what I guessed, but there was no specific clue."

"It doesn't matter if they have a grudge or not. The important thing is to catch the deaf ghost and destroy it. Xia Chenghuang saw the deaf ghost, what does the deaf ghost look like? Ding Ermiao asked.

Xia Qianhu raised his wine glass and said, "Ding Daoyou doesn't know, it's also important to find out the grievances between the ghost and the surname Jia. Because we can deduce how the deaf ghost died, we can judge his ultimate goal. It's just that it's not easy to find out this. Deaf ...... I saw it yesterday, it was a middle-aged man with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks, and he was not tall, but when he came out, he was wearing the clothes of a current person, and like an ordinary mountain person, he couldn't tell when he was a ghost. ”

As he spoke, Xia Qianhu asked Ding Ermiao for a pen and paper and drew a portrait of the suspect.

This Xia Qianhu was probably an artist during his lifetime, and his painting skills were good, and the portrait of the suspect he drew was very realistic.

Ding Ermiao stared at the portrait, wrote down the appearance of the person in the painting, and asked, "You can't see through his true appearance, I don't know which dynasty he was during his lifetime?" ”

"I'm ashamed, the little god can't do enough, I can't see it." Xia Qianhu shook his head and said.

Ding Ermiao touched his chin and asked in a deep voice, "Where do we start to find this deaf ghost?" ”

"I don't have a good way to do this, so I can only borrow your hand to send out the portrait of this deaf ghost, so that everyone can find it spontaneously. Of course, we will also look on the streets, and once we find them, we will chase them and try to capture them in one fell swoop. ”

"Looking?" Ding Ermiao was a little depressed, this kind of search, is it a carpet search, or a needle in a haystack?

Xia Qianhu smiled bitterly and said, "Or, Ding Daoyou will take a look at the situation tomorrow and try another way?" ”

Ding Ermiao thought for a while and said, "The deceased are all surnamed Jia, are there many people surnamed Jia here?" ”

"The surname Jia is a big surname here, near Sandao Street, there are 2,000 people, and there are thousands of men."

"It seems that we still have to focus on monitoring the neighborhood of the family surnamed Jia. In this case, tomorrow you will accompany me to the deceased's house to look for some clues. Ding Ermiao said.

Xia Qianhu nodded and arranged for Ding Ermiao to rest in the temple.

Early the next morning, Ding Ermiao was woken up by the sound of talking in front of the door. When I got up, I saw that hundreds of villagers had gathered in front of the City God Temple, all waiting for me.

Ding Ermiao washed up briefly, got dressed up, and asked, "The patriarch surnamed Jia, is he here?" ”

An old man stepped forward and said, "I am who I am." ”

"What's the old gentleman's name?" Ding Ermiao asked.

"My family Jia Shiwen is the current patriarch." The old man said.

Ding Ermiao nodded and said, "Mr. Jia, I need a few people, but not too many." You can leave the two young men and the rest of the people involved, and the rest of the people and let them all disperse. ”

The old gentleman of Fake Sven hurriedly arranged, and in the end only seven people remained.

Ding Ermiao expressed satisfaction and said, "Eat breakfast first, and talk while eating." ”

"Breakfast has already been prepared, Ding Daochang will come with me. The next three meals are all in my home. Jia Shiwen hurriedly invited.

Ding Ermiao and a few people surnamed Jia left the City God Temple together, and Xia Qianhu followed him incognito, following behind with a thin yin wind, and if he didn't pay attention, he couldn't notice it at all.

Jia Shiwen's home, on the second side street of Sandao Street, is in good condition, with a shop facing the street and his own supermarket below. One of Jia Shiwen's nieces also died a few days ago, so Jia Shiwen was very anxious about this matter.

For the sake of ghost hunting, Jia Shiwen closed all the supermarkets.

Coming to the backyard bungalow of Jia's house, Ding Ermiao saw that this Jia Shiwen was too polite, early in the morning, he actually prepared a large table of wine and food, I dare not say that it is the delicacies of the mountains and the sea, but they are the best dishes in the mountains.

"Breakfast is ready, Daochang Ding, eat first, eat first......" Jia Shiwen said very respectfully.

"Breakfast, just be light, a bowl of porridge and a few dried radishes are enough, why bother spending so much?" Ding Ermiao frowned, then sat down and feasted.

"Ding Dao has worked hard for a long time, and this is also a little bit of our heart." Jia Shiwen laughed with him, presented a wad of banknotes, and said: "This is a deposit, and after the matter is completed, there will be heavy thanks." ”

Ding Ermiao looked at the pile of banknotes, about 10,000 yuan. In order to catch ghosts, the family surnamed Jia has really invested a lot of money.

"Put the money first, and then talk about it when I catch the ghost." Ding Ermiao ate quickly, and after a short time, he finished eating, and waved his hand: "Okay, let's start talking." Where are the dead, cremated or not? ”