Yin Yang Luban Mantra

"Hmph, don't always pretend to know me well, I haven't been here for long!"

Outside the door, Lin Zitong, who couldn't get rid of the brown sugar, walked into the dormitory slowly.

Seeing Zhou Mingyuan's bloody corpse on the ground, Lin Zitong was slightly surprised: "Who is he?"

"His name is Zhou Mingyuan. He is a disciple of your Lushan Sect who was expelled from the sect many years ago. He was the mysterious person who attacked us that day. He was one of Dong Ye's accomplices." Yan Shouyi explained.

Long Feicheng asked: "Sister-in-law, aren't you afraid of death?"

"The dead are nothing to be afraid of, I am not afraid of ghosts," Lin Zitong closed the door casually, and replied, "The Lushan faction also often deals with dead people, and it has long been used to it."

Hearing this, Long Feicheng's little heart stopped for a moment, it turned out that he was the most timid person.

The clown is me!

Together with Long Feicheng, Yan Shouyi tied up the unconscious Wei Ge.

Then Long Feicheng went to make a call, and Yan Shouyi and Lin Zitong came to Zhou Mingyuan's body.

The two were silent for a while, staring at each other dryly.

"Hurry up and work, what do you see me doing?" Yan Shouyi asked.

Lin Zitong said bitterly: "Is it very dangerous just now? You should have let me be with you."

"You were not allowed to come because of the danger." Yan Shouyi said angrily.

"Admit it, you just care about me."

"No, it's just that you are a dignified young lady of the Lin family. If you get injured, I can't explain it."

"Hmph, duplicity guy! Don't call him Yan Shouyi, you should call him Yan Xinfei!"

"..."

Long Feicheng reminded helplessly: "Can you two stop flirting with the dead body? I've finished calling and you haven't started yet, so it's hard to stay up until dawn."

Yan Shouyi coughed a few times in embarrassment, and signaled Lin Zitong to move quickly with his eyes.

Lin Zitong gave him a supercilious look, then sat cross-legged on the spot, gently shaking the soul calling bell on his wrist.

jingle!

When the bell rang, the lonely ghosts went with the wind.

jingle!

When the bell rings twice, passers-by should not stay.

jingle!

The bell rang three times, and the deceased returned as soon as he was ordered!

Lin Zitong closed her eyes, and her breathing gradually became steady, as if she had fallen asleep.

Zhou Mingyuan's body lay motionless in front of her, and the scene was rather strange.

Yan Shouyi sat on the bed frame beside him, waiting calmly.

Long Feicheng couldn't help asking: "Brother Yan, what is sister-in-law doing?"

"spiritualism."

"What about the soul?"

"You and I can't see it. This is their Lushan sect's spell," Yan Shouyi said. "Zhou Mingyuan just died. He hasn't passed the first seven days. His soul has not yet formed, so we can't see it. We want to ask him questions. Only let Zitong go out."

Long Feicheng nodded half-understood, he found that what he learned from Chen Dawei in the past was really not superficial.

Taking advantage of Lin Zitong's ability to summon the soul and ask questions, Yan Shou gave a popular science education to Longfei City:

"Longhushan is good at using talismans to suppress ghosts, and Maoshan is good at exorcising demons with magic tools. Apart from these two masters, the more famous ones in Taoism are Nankunlun Beichuma and Xiwuhou Donglushan. Among them, Wuhou Sect and Lushan Sect are not as famous as Longhu Shan and Maoshan, but they can be regarded as first-class sects. The Wuhou sect is the descendant of Zhuge Liang, who is good at the art of Qimen Dunjia. The ancestor of the Lushan sect is Lushan Jiulang Xu Xun. Combined, it is good at controlling ghosts with ghosts."

"Other sects, such as the so-called "Three Evils in Western Hunan" such as 'Casting Corpse', 'Fang Gu', and 'Luohua Cave Girl', each have their own strengths. Due to various reasons, the development is not as good as those first-class sects."

Long Feicheng kept this knowledge firmly in mind, and even took out a small notebook to write it.

At this moment, Lin Zitong opened her eyes, stretched her waist, and said:

"After asking, his Buddhist altar is in an abandoned factory outside the North Third Ring Road of Rongcheng City."

"Thank you, he didn't make things difficult for you, did he?" Yan Shouyi asked.

Lin Zitong shook his head: "He knew that I was a disciple of the Lushan School, so he didn't have any troubles, and he told me everything truthfully... It's strange to say, why didn't he resist at all?"

Yan Shouyi was silent for a while.

It seems that Zhou Mingyuan is really proud of Lushan.

He flattered the Bai family, and really wanted to return to the Lushan School, and continue to be a Taoist priest of the Lushan School.

Unfortunately, he used the wrong method and fell into Yan Shouyi's hands.

Looking at the mess in front of him, Yan Shouyi frowned and said, "Although police officer Xia Zhi believes in us, I'm afraid there will still be a lot of trouble. Zitong, can your family come forward to help solve it? I'm in a hurry It won't take too long to find Zhou Mingyuan's altar."

Even if Zhou Mingyuan hadn't handed over Chen Dawei's soul to the Bai family, those remnant souls would not last long. If Yan Shouyi and the others were arrested and interrogated, Chen Dawei's remnant soul might disappear directly.

Lin Zitong nodded: "Don't worry, after all, you have nothing to do with Zhou Mingyuan's death, and besides, even if we tell the truth, no one will believe us except Officer Xia Zhi. In the final analysis, this matter still depends on relationships." solve."

"It's good that you understand." Yan Shouyi smiled, showing his white teeth.

"But there is still one person, we haven't solved it yet." Long Feicheng pointed to the female ghost.

The culprit who caused this tragedy, big star Dong Xi, will give a live speech tomorrow.

A murderer can become an idol openly.

No matter what, Long Feicheng couldn't swallow this breath.

Yan Shouyi said: "Don't worry, he can't escape, there will be a good show tomorrow."

……

In the dim interrogation room, Tang Hongkai sat on the cold interrogation chair.

In front of him, the glare of the light made him unable to see clearly the face of the police officer who was interrogating him.

"Tang Hongkai, let's remind you for the last time, to be lenient when you confess and to be strict when you resist. The nature of your case is very bad. If you continue to deliberately conceal the facts of the case, you will not be able to bear the consequences!"

Faced with the other party's questioning, Tang Hongkai just smiled contemptuously, and did not intend to confess.

At this time, one of the police officers received a call. After a conversation, the police officer said to Tang Hongkai:

"Just now my colleague called and mentioned two names, Liu Weiwu and Zhou Mingyuan."

Tang Hongkai's smile obviously froze.

"After in-depth investigation by our colleagues, Liu Weiwu realized that the matter had been exposed, so he killed Zhou Mingyuan with a self-made earthen cannon, but was subdued by enthusiastic people afterwards, and has now been handed over to our colleagues. Tang Hongkai, this is your last chance. If you don't We can't help you anyway."

Tang Hongkai lowered his head and remained silent for a long time. The expression on his face kept changing, as if he was engaged in a violent ideological struggle.

Finally, he slammed on the table, and his clenched fist gradually relaxed.

He sighed and said: "Back then, Huang Song reported Wan Ninghong to get kickbacks for building a playground. I also participated in this matter. Wan Ninghong threatened me with this and asked me to find someone to get rid of Huang Song..."

The police officer sitting opposite Tang Hongkai was obviously stunned.

Wan Ninghong?

Isn't this the principal of Shanghang Art School? !

The object of Huang Song's report back then was not Tang Hongkai, but Wan Ninghong!

The mastermind behind the whole incident was actually Wan Ninghong! !