Volume 1 Chapter 37 Blood Evil Powder
There is blood powder on the clothes! This kind of blood powder is made by drying the blood of the evil ghost corpse after solidification. It is the best tonic for raising living corpses, but it is a stimulation and provocation to ghosts! The evil spirit of the returning evil ghost is now strong. When it smells this smell, it will definitely attack me at all costs.
Who did it? There were only two people who touched my shoulders just now, one was Shen Bing and the other was Tan Qing. I stared at the two of them. The former was looking at the torn clothes in horror, while the latter was looking at me with an uncertain expression on his face, as if he was guilty. I was shocked. Could it be that I guessed wrong, and the real sorcerer was not Yan Xiang, but this Tan Qing?
But from the logic of the incident, Tan Qing was not a suspect at all. For example, the fake counterattacks around the mourning hall and the burial of Zhao Chengshi, he happened to be in the police station at this time, how could it be him? Yan Xiang was at the scene the whole time, it could not be anyone else except him. Could it be that the two of them were in the same nest? !
Tan Qing's eyes were a little scattered, and he didn't dare to look me in the eye, but then he looked up and nodded at Yan Xiang. I turned around and looked at Yan Xiang, who was staring at me with a strong anger in his eyes.
Did Yan Xiang do this to me? The old man has great magical powers, and it is possible that he did something to me when I wasn't paying attention. But at this moment, I must calm down and think carefully from the beginning, who is the real magician!
Long Shaohui and Yan Ning were both stunned by the strange farce of the clothes and forgot to continue to chase me out. Le Wei was so scared that he ran out of the door. When I saw him, a loophole suddenly flashed in my mind. This afternoon, Long Shaohui sent him to invite Yan Xiang first. If Yan Xiang was not available, he would invite Tan Qing. But he didn't go to the mourning hall, so why did he park outside Tan Qing's shop first?
Moreover, in the old house, I remembered that there was no bandage on his head, which was obviously a lie. And there was also the matter of his soul returning to his body on its own. All the blame was directed at Prime Minister Yan, which seemed to have ulterior motives!
I understand, Le Wei was leading me into a ditch. When he apologized, he knew that the owner of Shen Bing's body was me!
I thought of this and looked up and asked Yan Xiang: "Why are you looking at me like that? Have I offended you?"
"What is your intention in bringing the bloody powder to the mourning hall?" Minister Yan said angrily.
I nodded. He was dissatisfied with me because of this matter. I ignored him and pulled Long Shaohui to whisper, "Let me talk for a moment."
Long Shaohui tilted his head to look at the two bloody words on my shoulder, with a lingering fear in his eyes, and followed me to a corner of the mourning hall. Shen Bing stood on tiptoe to look at the two of us. With Long Shaohui around, she didn't dare to follow us, and kept making gestures to me, meaning that I shouldn't cause trouble again. I thought to myself, this girl should take care of herself. If I were as reckless as you, I would have lost my life long ago.
I lowered my voice and said to Long Shaohui straight to the point: "You saw what happened just now, and you also heard what Master Yan said. Someone brought blood evil powder into the funeral hall. This is a kind of stuff that teases the evil ghost. I didn't bring it. Someone smeared it on me. If you don't believe me, answer me a question. If you don't believe me, I admit defeat and will go back to the police station with you to let you deal with it."
This statement is quite clear. Long Shaohui is not Shen Bing. He has a very high IQ and actually condoned my "making trouble" at the beginning.
"What's the problem?" He is indeed a smart man.
"Tan Qing has been with you since he went to the police station this afternoon?" My question was very simple.
"He stayed at the police station until dark, then went out to eat with Le Wei. He didn't come back until eleven o'clock. Later, Shen Bing called me. I was afraid something might have happened, so I ran over and met the two of them halfway, so we came here together." Long Shaohui's answer was quite frank.
The truth is out. Long Shaohui's answer made me suddenly clear up, like a mirror. Tan Qing, you old fox hides so deeply that I almost wronged a good person. But whether Yan Xiang is a good person or not is still uncertain. This old guy is really annoying. I would rather he is a bad guy.
I held Long Shaohui's hands and said excitedly, "Just wait and see. I won't let you down!"
We walked back to the coffin. Yan Xiang still looked dead, but Tan Qing's face was uncertain, which was a bit intriguing. Shen Bing hurriedly asked me in a low voice what we had said. I shook my head at her, then stretched out my hand to Tan Qing and said with a smile: "Mr. Tan, can you lend me your sword?"
Tan Qing glanced at Yan Ning, then at Long Shaohui, as if asking why you didn't chase him away? He held the dagger in his hand but refused to give it to me.
Yan Ning was about to speak, but Long Shaohui spoke first: "Mrs. Ling, I also think that Director Ling's death is suspicious. It would be best if Xi Feng could make the ghost speak and let us understand the whole story. If he can't do it, I will definitely take him back to the police station and punish him severely for disturbing public order!"
Shit, he's giving me an ultimatum.
"I'm afraid this is not a good idea..."
Before Yan Ning finished speaking, Long Shaohui's face darkened. He looked at me and Tan Qing and said loudly, " What are you still standing there for? Let's get started!"
Tan Qing shuddered and hurriedly handed the dagger to me. I gave him a sinister smile and said, "You have no say in the situation now." I picked up the dagger and walked to the spirit table. Looking at the two bodies in the constant temperature coffin, I wrote a talisman on the blade with the blood on my finger. This is the "Spirit Sword Curse".
He began to chant: "The spirit of the sky descends to the earth, responding to the spirit of the sun and the moon. It is shaped like mountains and rivers, driving away thunder and lightning. Its primordial spirit destroys evil, and evil is strong and righteous. The talisman of the Supreme One controls the power of the ten directions. The stars in the sky come to help. Hurry up and obey the command!"
While chanting the magic sword spell, I threw the short sword into the air, spinning it rapidly, pinching the magic formula with my fingers, and controlling the movement of the magic sword with the spell. When this magic was used, everyone in the mourning hall was stunned. Including Yan Xiang and Tan Qing, they probably didn't expect that a young man like me could use a magic of profound Taoism.
In my opinion, they can't use this kind of magic well.
Long Shaohui was really enlightened. He had an expression of amazement on his face and kept nodding at me.
I smiled at them proudly, then raised my head and concentrated on running the "Spirit Sword". Although I didn't use the eye-pointing pen to open my Yin-Yang eyes, I could vaguely see a faint black gas, which slowly spread with the spiritual sword's magic and gradually gathered above the spirit table. In a moment, the black gas will enter the coffin, and I will use my ghost skills to make the corpse speak!
However, at this moment, the candlelight in the lantern in the northeast corner of the roof suddenly lit up, and the black air that had been gathered with great difficulty suddenly scattered and flew everywhere. Oh no, the backlash situation was broken, the four gods showed their power, and the Huisha ghost became a rat crossing the street, being chased and had nowhere to hide.
I turned back in surprise and looked at Yan Xiang and Tan Qing. The former frowned, while the latter had a smug look on his face. They looked very calm at the moment, completely different from the panic when they were given the dagger just now. Oh no, the old man was deliberately showing weakness just now to trick me. I turned my head and looked at the door. I immediately understood what was going on. I called Shen Bing to me and whispered to her, " Go out and take a look at the place where we buried the sword. If someone destroys it, no matter who takes him down, remember to bury the black cloth again, and be quick!"
Shen Bing nodded and ran out of the mourning hall quickly. Tan Qing still had a smile on his face, and seemed not to think highly of this reckless girl.
