Chapter 302: Acting Spirit

The second master probably knew that his momentum was too terrifying, so he didn't follow us and waited in the car.

Seeing us return, he briefly inquired about our findings, and finally sighed and said: "It seems that that Zhou also grew up eating Baijia rice, and the people in the village have more or less some contact with him, and now it is difficult to determine who poisoned him." ”

Senior Brother Feng frowned, he didn't speak, started the car, and took us back to the police station.

When we arrived at the police station, Ma Jianguo had already returned with someone, and Senior Brother Feng asked him to come to the office as soon as possible and asked him about the two corpses in the reservoir.

Ma Jianguo said that the two dead bodies on the other side of the reservoir were also killed by the minions of civets, both of whom were bachelors, and neither of them had any immediate family members who were still alive, both were born in 77 and lived in the urban-rural area.

Before leaving Senior Brother Feng's office, Ma Jianguo put a document on his desk.

The documents contain information about the two deceased.

Senior Brother Feng supported his head with his hands and kept rubbing his temples.

The second master picked up the documents on the table and looked at them silently, but before he could turn a few pages, he threw the documents on the table again, pointed to the dates of birth of the two deceased and said to Senior Brother Feng: "The lives of these two people are all golden. ”

Senior Brother Feng came back to his senses at this time, he turned his face sideways, his gaze fell on the document, and then he fell into deep thought again.

The second master was silent for a while before asking me, Senior Brother Feng, "What do you think about this?" ”

Senior Brother Feng probably frowned because his thoughts were interrupted, and only said after a while: "Before, Master Chengyun also deliberately studied the eight characters of the road foreman, he said that the road foreman had a bit of blood in his life, and it was difficult to live past the age of forty, and when the road foreman died, it happened to be his thirty-ninth birthday, which seemed to be in line with his numerology. I always felt that the death of the road foreman should have been an accident, and he probably discovered Li Hu's secret before he was killed by Li Hu. But now, it doesn't seem that simple. ”

After saying this, Senior Brother Feng turned his head to me again and asked, "By the way, I heard you say before that when you first met the road foreman, there was a civet cat next to him. ”

I nodded, and Senior Brother Feng said again, "Have you seen a civet cat in the past in school, is there any evil spirit in this civet?" ”

I said, "We don't have civet cats, I haven't seen them in school, they don't have evil spirits on them, they look like ordinary civets." ”

Senior Brother Feng: "When you met the road foreman, was there anything unusual about him?" ”

I shook my head: "I don't think he's abnormal." ”

Senior Brother Feng exhaled, the expression on his face became a little helpless, and then he asked Second Master Yu, "I heard that Mr. Sun is also here this time?" ”

The second master nodded: "Need him to make a move?" ”

Senior Brother Feng nodded: "There is no other way, now in this situation, I can only trouble Mr. Sun." ”

But the second master frowned: "Alas, let me tell him, I'm afraid he won't want to meddle." ”

After speaking, the second master took out his mobile phone and walked outside.

What he said was quite strange, didn't my master invite Mr. Sun to come just to deal with the matter of the Outer Heavenly Master, why did the second master say that he was "unwilling to meddle in things"? If he didn't want to care, why did he come?

During the time we communicated, Liu Shangang had been fiddling with his phone, as if he was texting someone.

It wasn't until the second master left that he came to Senior Brother Feng's desk and said to us, "Lao Bao contacted Nanyang yesterday and found a very important clue. According to the informant over there, the red-clothed head did not disappear completely, in fact, the last red-clothed head had a closed disciple before he died. This man left Nanyang at an early age, and now the black and white head descenders are looking for him, I heard that he had stolen two magic weapons from the black and white heads before leaving, but to this day, no matter which side of the forces has been able to find this person. ”

As he was talking, his mobile phone buzzed twice, Liu Shangang picked up his mobile phone and clicked on the new text message sent by Senior Brother Bao.

I was with him at the time, and I could clearly see the text message: "The last red-clothed head disappeared twenty-five years ago. ”

Twenty-five years ago, 77 years, was the year when Goudan and the other two deceased were born.

Senior Brother Feng probably thought of this as well, he didn't speak, but his brows furrowed even tighter.

The second master came in from outside the door and said that Mr. Sun said that it was okay to help, and the condition was that it was three catties of yin and yang sand specially made by Tunmeng Yimai, Senior Brother Feng hesitated, and finally nodded and agreed.

The refining of yin and yang sand is very troublesome, three catties, which is almost the output of Tunmeng for five years.

The second master went out to call Mr. Sun again, and I took advantage of his time to ask Senior Brother Feng: "Didn't Mr. Sun come here to turn the case of the Outer Heavenly Master, why does he have to attach conditions to help?" ”

Senior Brother Feng smiled helplessly: "He's not here for the case of the Outer Heavenly Master, he's here for you." Mr. Sun...... It's special, if you have the opportunity to get in touch with his business in the future, you can understand why he is like this. ”

I asked Senior Brother Feng, "What does Mr. Sun do?" ”

Senior Brother Feng didn't give me a direct answer, but just said, "When you should know, you will naturally know." ”

At this time, the second master came back and said that Mr. Sun had already acted, let us wait for the news, and the second master revealed that my master had rushed to the bureau, saying that he wanted to see the three corpses.

After the second master finished speaking, the people in the room fell into silence for a long time, except for Liu Shangang, who occasionally sent text messages, everyone else had a very decadent expression, and everyone was thinking about their own thoughts.

Seriously, this incident gave me a very aggrieved feeling, we knew that the enemy was dangerous, but we couldn't predict their next move, and we didn't know where they were now. Every time we got the slightest clue about them, we tried our best to investigate, but no matter how we investigated and deduced the case, it seemed that in the end it was all in vain.

Our side is anxious, but Li Hu's group of people are still committing crimes and don't take us seriously at all.

We are like a group of fighters with brute force, facing invisible enemies, and every punch we throw is in the air.

Aggrieved, it's so aggrieved!

As soon as he entered Senior Brother Feng's office, he saw a few of us who were depressed, and asked the second master: "What's the matter, what's wrong?" ”

The second master sat on the chair and wiped his dagger, and then raised his head and said what I wanted to say: "I was panicked, I couldn't breathe." ”

The master was stunned for a moment, and then he understood what the second master meant, he sighed, and turned to say to me, Senior Brother Feng, "Take me to the morgue, I want to take a look at those corpses." ”

Senior Brother Feng didn't dare to delay, so he quickly got up and led the way for my master.

Before leaving the door, Master stopped and beckoned to me: "Yes, come too, it's time to pass on the last method of acting to you." ”

When Senior Brother Feng took us to the morgue, there were two forensic doctors who were cleaning up the bodies, Senior Brother Feng waved his hand at them and motioned for them to go out, the older forensic doctor didn't say anything and left immediately, and there was also a forensic doctor who looked younger, he looked at me and my master, frowned and hesitated for a while, but in the end he was pulled away by the old forensic doctor beside him.

At this time, there were four corpses in the morgue, and on the table next to one of the corpses, there was also a notebook and a pen.

Died of a clove cat scratch, a chest cavity opened, a shattered skull, and an unknown time of death...... This information is similar to what we saw at noon.

The master asked Senior Brother Feng, "Which corpse belongs to the road foreman?" ”

Senior Brother Feng pointed to a morgue bed in the deepest part of the room, on which the corpse was covered with a white cloth, and Senior Brother Feng said that under the white cloth was the corpse of the road foreman.

Master led me to the morgue and took out a bronze ink fountain from my pocket.

I'm very familiar with this ink fountain, the first time I was haunted by resentful ghosts, Master used this thing to collect the ghosts of resentful ghosts, and when Xian'er was hit by yang energy, I also put her into this ink fountain.

I once heard the master say that this ink fountain was left over from the public loss class, and there is no spiritual charm on it, but it can pass through yin and yang, and it can also suppress ghosts.

Master broke my hand, shoved the ink fountain into my hand, and said to me, "This ink fountain is the last method of performing the spirit. I'm going to pass him on to you today, but don't lose it. ”

I looked at the ink fountain in my hand, and then at the Master, and the Master said to me, "Dip your index finger in the ink, put the ink on the center of the dead body's eyebrows, and then perform a small arithmetic to deduce his life, if his spirit is not exhausted, you can see what he experienced before he died, and if his spirit is scattered, you will naturally not be able to see it." You try it. ”

Scratching my head, I suspiciously opened the ink fountain, which had no spiritual charm, dipped my finger in a little ink, and lifted the white cloth from the corpse, and dotted the ink on the corpse's forehead.

After that, I began to perform small calculations and deduce the proposition of the road foreman.

As I calculated, I looked at the little ink on the center of the foreman's eyebrows, and then my master said, "Close your eyes, don't be distracted." ”

I closed my eyes, still pinching my fingers, and my mind kept deducing.

Gradually, I began to feel that my eyebrows were a little itchy, the itching was not too strong, I could bear not to scratch it, and along with the itching, there was also a pinprick pain, which was also not strong and could be endured.

After this, my closed eyes saw the light without warning, a very soft white light, drifting and guiding me forward.

Although the image in my mind gave me a feeling of trance, my consciousness was still very situational, I knew that there was a morgue in front of me twenty centimeters, and I knew that Master should be watching me right now.

I didn't move, I still stood still, but my vision kept moving with the white light, it moved forward, and my vision moved forward, and in the process, it was very regular up and down, as if I was walking at this time, and my eyes were moving downward with the amplitude of my body as I walked.