Summoning the soul to zuihou, we haven't figured out why.

The hairs in the salt ring never moved, no matter how we talked or shouted, they just didn't move, and even when I sprinkled salt on them, they still stood there and didn't react. Now we can't deny it, these Mao instantaneous beings are the soul projections of Mao instantaneous beings that exist on the puppets, they are not ghosts, so they will not be provoked by salt.

The time unconsciously reached half past ten, and it didn't make much sense to continue to consume, Qiao Wei also recited a spell to end the soul summoning ceremony, and those hairs disappeared instantly, leaving only a large pile of puppets, wood, and a condensed heavy yin qi in the courtyard.

It was late, and we didn't bother to pack up the puppets and wood, so we scattered them in the yard and went to the hotel to rest.

Chen Jiawen booked a four-star hotel in Hangzhou, because she wanted to know more about ghosts with the two of us, so she simply asked Qiao Wei and me to stay in the same hotel, and she paid for the accommodation.

I have never refused this kind of good thing, and Qiao Wei also saved money once, so the accommodation of the two of us was all arranged by Chen Jiawen.

I don't go out often, and even when I do, I never plan to stay in a star-rated hotel, but after actually living in, I found that there is nothing special, that is, the room is a little bigger, a little brighter, the bed is bigger and softer, the bathroom is a little more gorgeous, the sofa is a little higher-end, the size of the computer monitor and TV is a little bigger, and that's probably it.

I guess I'm a poor man, and I can't enjoy any high-end gadgets, and I think the express hotel for 200 yuan is already very comfortable. And for Chen Jiawen, a local tyrant who must live in a four-star when she goes out, I just want to say one sentence - eldest sister, let's make friends.

Chen Jiawen is really good at talking, she talked to me and Qiao Wei until 12 o'clock at night before returning to her room.

She asked us a lot about ghosts, and at the same time told us everything she knew about Mao Xiansheng, including the relationship between Mao Xiansheng and Mao Xiankang's two brothers, including Mao Xiankang's hair bun history, Zuihou She also said some Mao Xiansheng's sexual fetishes, saying that she hoped that we could analyze the abnormal points in Mao Xiansheng's personality from this information.

According to Chen Jiawen, Mao Xiansheng respects his father very much, and his father is what he talks about the most when he is with Chen Jiawen.

Mao Xiansheng's father died ten years ago, but before he died, the old man did not give the puppet workshop to Mao Xiansheng, but to his eldest brother Mao Xiankang. Mao Xiankang has basically never touched a puppet since he was twenty years old, and Mao Xiansheng uses all his energy on puppets, so the old man's decision makes Mao Xiansheng very puzzled and very dissatisfied.

Although dissatisfied, Mao Xiansheng still respected his father's decision, because he respected and admired his father, he felt that his father was the most amazing puppeteer on Shijie, and he felt that his father's decision must be justified.

After the old man died, Mao Xiankang did not ask for the workshop, except for the property rights, he handed over everything else to Mao Xiansheng. Mao Xiankang promised his younger brother that unless Mao Xiansheng did not plan to be a puppet anymore or planned to move to a more haode place, he would never sell the house.

Mao Xiansheng is grateful for his brother's decision.

Mao Xiansheng has always liked his brother, not because his brother left him the puppet workshop, but because his brother has always taken great care of him since he was a child. However, there is not much contact between the two brothers, and the root cause is one point - puppetry.

Mao's family can be said to be a puppet family, and the old man's greatest wish is that Mao Xiankang can inherit the family business, but Mao Xiankang doesn't like to do puppet-related work anyway, and he also quarreled with the old man about this, and Zuihou even ran away from home.

For many years, Mao lived with his father, and it was not until he was twenty-four years old that his brother reappeared. At that time, Mao Xiankang had already made some fame and money, although the old man was still angry, but when he saw that his son had a chance, he no longer forced Mao Xiankang to be a puppet.

As for the decision of the old man Zuihou to die, it is probably because he hopes that Mao Xiankang Zuihou can change his mind and inherit the puppet business of the Mao family, but unfortunately the old man still failed to do so.

Chen Jiawen's narration of the Mao family's situation actually doesn't help much in the investigation of the cause of Mao Xian's death, as for Mao Xiansheng's sexual fetish explained by her Zuihou, it is even less meaningful, at least I can't analyze Mao Xiansheng's character from it, but I can see that Chen Jiawen, the eldest sister, is quite arrogant.

I finally sent Chen Jiawen away, and my sleepy worm is about to occupy my entire brain, so I decided to put it aside for the time being, and wait for a good night's sleep tomorrow to make plans.

I guess it's also because I'm tired after a day of running, and I just lay down and fell asleep for a while.

I didn't know how long I had been asleep, but in the hazy haze I could hear some tinkling sounds. At first I thought I was dreaming, but when I rolled over, I realized that the sound seemed to be right in the doorway.

"Qiao Wei? What are you tossing? ”

I shouted with my eyes closed, but I didn't hear Qiao Wei's response.

The dinging sound was still ringing, and I couldn't sleep anymore, so I simply lifted the quilt, opened my eyes and sat up to see what Qiao Wei was doing. And the moment I sat up, I also saw a bright knife piercing my heart!

I let out an "ahh

Before I could get up from the ground, the knife stabbed at me from the bed.

My attention was so focused on the knife that I didn't have the heart to see who was holding it.

The only thing I could use as a self-defense object in my hand was the quilt, and I quickly raised the quilt in the direction of the knife, and when the knife was blocked, I quickly got up and ran towards the door, and shouted as I ran: "Qiao Wei! Somebody fucking is going to kill me!! ”

At this time, I also realized that Qiao Wei's bed was empty, and the others were gone, and the door of the room was still open.

Obviously, the jingling sound outside was made by Qiao Wei! He was also attacked!

I quickly rushed to the corridor outside the hotel room, and saw Qiao Wei holding a kettle in his hand, confronting three things with knives.

The word "thing" is used because those three things are not people at all! They were knee-high, clown-like, and all they could do was move their lips and eyes moving from side to side - they were three puppets, puppet killers with knives!