When the beautiful woman heard this, she nodded and said: "There is no dark room, but there is a secret compartment, and the little girl likes to hide some boudoir books before the girl, so as not to be found and scolded by the master." ”

Boudoir books, generally refer to popular novels circulating on the market, about talented and beautiful women, ghosts and foxes in love, are not recognized by orthodox scholars, and even some scholarly families, children are strictly forbidden to read.

Everyone knows that the Deng family is the home of the eunuchs, so naturally their daughter is not allowed to read such books.

"Please also ask Madame to open the secret compartment to check, there may be some clues. Yuan Hui said.

The beautiful woman hesitated for a moment and said, "Please also ask the mages, don't publicize this matter." ”

Yi Fan and the others agreed, knowing that if this matter spread, it would affect the reputation of the Deng family, not to mention that Miss Zhu was dead, and she would tarnish her reputation and embarrass the Deng family.

The beautiful woman asked the maid to remove a vase, and when she took off the scroll on the wall, she saw a wooden cabinet embedded in the wall, which was gently opened, and everyone immediately stared.

I saw that in the small dark grid, a statue with a green face and red beard and a hideous face was placed in it, and its eyes were vicious, as if it had become an adult, and it was killing in the face.

"Don't be surprised, don't be surprised, this statue, the statue of the Lu Juan God in the City God Temple, is known to have a miracle, can drive away evil spirits in the house, and is a real good immortal. ”

Seeing everyone's cold faces, they were very surprised, and the beautiful woman explained: "The little girl came to be weak, she didn't sleep well at night, and she was often woken up, so she invited the statue of Lu Ju to suppress and drive away evil spirits, and the effect was good and very effective. ”

Yi Fan and the others glanced at each other, this statue was completely consistent with the image of the evil god chased and killed by Yi Yanxia and his wife, and they immediately felt that this matter was not ordinary, and I was afraid that there was something else hidden.

"Madam, I don't know how many people believe in this god in Hangzhou?"

"Because of the miracle, there are many believers, but most of them are farmers in the mountains, and they will invite the statues of the gods to worship at home on weekdays, in order to bless them, and a few months ago there were even people who opened the mountains and covered the soil in the mountains, built temples, and set up a golden body for Lu Ju. ”

The beautiful woman explained carefully, and the more she said Yi Fan, the more shocked she became, she didn't expect this evil god to have such a background, and even seek the position of judge in the underworld, which is very tricky.

"A few mages, could it be that the death of the little girl is related to the judgment of Lu?"

The beautiful woman was not stupid, and when she saw the expressions of Yi Fan and the others, she had a guess, her face was pale and frightened, and she couldn't believe it.

Yi Fan sighed, pointed to the statue of the god of judgment and said: "Although there is no direct evidence to prove that Miss Zhu's death was committed by the judgment of Lu, the demonic spirit in this statue is coming from this statue, and the specific results still need to be verified." ”

Since Lu Ju has many believers in Hangzhou, it is not a simple matter of verification, most of the people involved, and only the government can come forward, otherwise it will be impossible to continue the investigation with the strength of a few of them.

The beautiful woman cried and blamed herself very much, and with the support of the maid, she barely stood up.

Yuan Hui sighed, recited the Buddha's name, and asked, "I don't know what a few Taoist friends are going to do next?"

This matter is complicated, the involvement is too great, and if you are not careful, I am afraid that it will arouse public anger, and if the Deng family is unwilling to continue to investigate, they will have no choice.

"It doesn't matter if he's a true god or a demon, since he harms people, he can kill them with a sword. ”

Zhuge Liuyun snorted coldly, he was not afraid of things, and he couldn't keep him with the people who were powerless, and when the time came, he would leave as soon as he could.

Yi Yanxia nodded: "That's right, my husband and wife tracked it down from the Hui Mansion, not far away, and naturally they won't give up, even if he is a true god, since he harms people, he will kill them." ”

Yuan Hui pondered and clasped his hands together: "Since a few Taoist friends have decided, the poor monk will not retreat, so I will meet with you for a while." ”

When I went out, I saw that Master Deng and Master Zhu had cold faces, which was very ugly, and when they saw Yi Fan and a few people coming out, they stepped forward and said, "A few mages, is there any evidence that Lu Ju did?"

Yi Fan shook his head: "There is no direct evidence, but there will definitely be no mistake, Miss Zhu was killed by Lu Ju." ”

Old Man Deng's face was ugly, he glanced at everyone, and said: "It's not that the old man doesn't believe in the mages, but it's that there is too much involved, if there is no direct evidence, even if it's my Deng Mansion, I don't dare to mess around." ”

"Master Deng, although there is no direct evidence, there are other evidence. ”

Yi Yanxia took out the previous statue of the god, explained the reason, and then said: "This evil god escaped from Huifu two years ago, and my husband and wife tracked it all the way here, and when they saw the statue, they knew that there would be no mistake, and it must have been done by Lu Ju. ”

"If this is true, then the old man will naturally not care. ”

After hearing this, Master Deng's face became even more ugly: "As long as a few mages can find the little girl's head, and there is direct evidence to prove that it was done by Lu Ju, then the old man will definitely ask the prefect to send officers and soldiers to destroy the temple." ”

After a pause, he said, "The old man will send someone to follow a few mages and follow the arrangement." ”

Speaking of which, Yi Fan and the others would not ask for anything else, so they agreed.

It was late at night, and several people came out from behind the Deng Mansion, returned to the other courtyard, and entered the hall, Yi Fan asked Zhu Ziqiang, who had not left yet: "Young Master Zhu, there is something to ask for advice in the poor road." ”

"Oh?" Zhu Ziqiang was stunned: "Yi Daochang, please speak." ”

Yi Fan chuckled and said, "It's not a big deal, it's just that I see a little demonic aura on you, so I want to ask, who have you been in contact with recently?"

Zhu Ziqiang heard that there was a demonic aura on his body, and his face immediately changed: "Yi Daochang, am I in danger?"

Zhuge Liuyun laughed loudly and slapped the table: "Something, why is there nothing, the demon will find you at night and use your head as a wine jug." ”

Zhu Ziqiang was frightened, but when he saw Zhuge Liuyun's mocking face, he reacted again, he was ridiculing him, and his face was red and white.

"Brother Zhuge , don't be intimidating. ”

Yi Fan looked apologetic and said to Zhu Ziqiang: "Young Master Zhu, Brother Zhuge has no malicious intentions, please forgive me." ”

Zhu Ziqiang's face was embarrassed, he snorted coldly, knowing that he had something to ask for, so he didn't pursue it anymore, and said: "Yi Daochang, in recent days, I haven't had any contact with anyone, most of the time I read at home, and rarely go out. ”

Yi Fan was stunned for a moment, but he had doubts, since he had never gone out, where did the demonic aura on his body come from?

Zhu Ziqiang groaned, and said after a while: "I really haven't encountered anything special recently, if I want to say special, that is, half a month ago, I participated in a poetry meeting." ”

"Oh?" Yi Fan glanced at a few people, feeling that something was strange, so he asked, "This poetry meeting, can it be held often?"

Zhu Ziqiang shook his head: "Once a month, it is held by the talented people in the city, and I also follow other people to enter, and generally talented people can be invited." ”

Yi Fan's heart moved, isn't this the person who swam in the West Lake with Song Liuming some time ago?