I don't know when, the room became more and more cold, and several people in the room couldn't help but shiver.

With He Lingjiang's movements, the beating of the rice grains became more and more urgent, and they smashed on the ground with a crackling sound.

Zhou Yun's eyes widened, holding his breath and looking at everything in front of him.

"Smack!" With a bang, the tightly closed doors and windows suddenly opened, and a dark wind poured in, rolling up the yellow paper money on the table and flying all over the sky.

The wind was blowing, and Zhou Yun and the others were so blown that they almost couldn't open their eyes, and they barely raised their sleeves to cover them in front of them.

He Lingjiang's hand was lightly raised, and the raging yin wind immediately subsided, and the room returned to its previous calm, and the yellow paper money dancing in the air also fell lightly to the ground.

Her eyes were slightly deep, and she looked at the void in front of her fixedly, and slowly spoke: "Revenant Green Bead, manifest it." ”

Zhou Yun and the others only felt that the candle flame in the house was extinguished for a moment, and then the stars lit up again, and a gray mist appeared on the opposite side.

They suddenly felt a chill on their bodies, and their hairs couldn't help but stand up, and the cool feeling almost soaked into the bone marrow.

As He Lingjiang's words slowly fell, the hazy gray mist became more and more distinct, and finally condensed into a clear human form.

Dai's eyebrows lightly brushed the distant mountains and green, her bright eyes squinted and looked forward to the autumn waves, the green and blue clothes were dazzling, and her body was graceful.

If you ignore the lifeless gray on her face, this form and appearance are really beautiful.

However, when everyone looked down again, they couldn't help but gasp.

The cut cut with the strings of the lute was so deep that it almost cut half of the neck.

With the movement of the beauty, the beauty hibiscus face was pressed against the neck, and there was a sense of crumbling.

"You called me." Lu Zhu looked straight at He Lingjiang, and Zhou Yun and the others who touched her gaze couldn't help but tremble in their hearts.

He Lingjiang was pale and nodded: "It's me, I'm He Lingjiang." ”

"He Ling Jiang ......" Lu Zhu lowered his head slightly, and his head shook slightly.

After death, people are all dead souls, except for a few people who have obsessions, and they refuse to leave the world. The rest of the souls will return to the netherworld of Taishan, gradually forgetting the past.

Although Lu Zhu had just died, it still took a lot of effort to remember when he had heard the name: "He Niangzi who is not destined for the division......"

"Yes." He Ling Jiang bowed his head, and his voice was gentle, "Luzhu, I summoned you here to ask you something." Do you remember who killed you? ”

Lu Zhu looked up at her, and her eyes were full of confusion: "I don't know ......"

He Lingjiang couldn't help frowning: "I don't know? ”

It's not that I don't remember.

"yes, I don't know." Lu Zhu shook his head slightly, and the head on his neck shook so that Zhou Yun couldn't help but mention it in his heart.

"So, you haven't seen a murderer?"

Lu Zhu frowned and pondered for a long time, and then said slowly: "I haven't seen it." I remember that before I died, I was discussing the music score with San Langjun of the Zhou family, and after drinking a cup of tea, I fell asleep. ”

"When I opened my eyes again, I saw my body lying in a pool of blood......"

Speaking of her death, although she had no hatred in her heart, she still couldn't help but fluctuate, and the yin wind in the room suddenly tightened, almost tearing people's skin.

He Lingjiang raised his hand, pinched the trick on her and lifted it slightly, and Lu Zhu felt that his mood calmed down.

"Thank you, Lady He."

When she was alive, she wanted to be an Oiran lady in peace and save some money for retirement.

Now that she is dead, she doesn't have much intention of revenge, she just wants to be reincarnated honestly, but she doesn't want to be removed as a ghost and evil spirit.

"Where's Wednesday Lang-kun?" He Lingjiang asked, "Have you ever seen the whereabouts of Lang Jun on Wednesday?" ”

Lu Zhu shook his head: "When I woke up, Wednesday Langjun was no longer there, and I was the only one in the room. ”

In this way, she didn't see Wednesday Lang kill her, but she didn't see Wednesday Lang kill her.

It seems impossible to use the mouth of the green bead to wash away the grievances for Saburo.

Zhou Yun couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

He Lingjiang frowned when she heard this, it stands to reason that even if Lu Zhu falls into a coma, the moment she dies, she will turn into a ghost out of her body, and she should be able to see the appearance of the murderer.

Now I haven't looked at anything, there is only one possibility.

That is, she died after the killer left, and she fell into a deep coma all the time.

Wu Zuo examined her body, and there was no poison in her body that could be fatal, and the only fatal wound on her body was the cut on the string of the lute on her neck.

He Lingjiang looked up at her neck, such a deep cut mark showed that the other party was ruthless, and at the same time cut her trachea and blood vessels.

It stands to reason that with such a fatal injury, the death of his breath was almost instantaneous, how could the murderer escape in an instant, without asking Lu Zhu to see his figure?

Unless......

She lowered her head and pondered, and then raised her head reluctantly: "Unless, the murderer cast a spell to temporarily seal the soul of the green bead in her body, delaying the time when her soul will leave the body after death!" ”

This technique is not difficult for those who are proficient in occult arts.

Only in this way will the murderer have enough time to arrange his plans.

For example, frame everything to Wednesday Lang......

Taking advantage of this time, he had time to leave a string strangulation mark on the unconscious Wednesday Lang's hand, making the illusion that he had killed Midori Zhu, and then unknowingly sent him back to the bedroom in the mansion.

Everything was decided, and the moment the green bead turned into a dead soul and realized that she was dead, she was the only one left in the entire room.

Who the murderer was, even she never saw it.

Even if you invite someone who is not related to the division to summon the soul and ask the eucalyptus, it is in vain.

On the other hand, the suspicion on Wednesday Lang cannot be cleared, so the murderer can only be him.

No wonder the murderer was so ruthless.

Only by casting a spell to seal the soul, and then cleanly and neatly ensure that the green bead dies, when the hour comes, this spell will naturally break open, so that no one will notice, even the green bead thinks that he has just died.

Du Xiannian, who was standing silently on the side, said coolly: "He Qi Niangzi, I don't understand those things in your metaphysics. The evidence that can point to Langjun on Wednesday is real. Even if the victim of Green Bead was summoned, he could not clear his suspicion. ”

His eyes narrowed slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "Even if your various speculations are true, how can you confirm that the murderer is not Zhou Sanlang?" ”

"How could it be Saburo!" Zhou Yun shouted, "He doesn't understand occultism, how can he do this?" ”

Du Xiannian snorted coldly: "Even if he can't, isn't it possible to have other helpers?" ”

"What's more, if it's really as He Qi Niangzi guessed, the murderer knows all about occult arts, and it is not difficult to directly destroy the soul of Luzhu, right? Why bother? ”

He Lingjiang sighed in a low voice: "Yes...... Why bother? ”