Captain Wang and I stared at each other for less than ten seconds. Captain Wang's eyes began to flicker, and then he avoided my gaze: "Uh, your name is Zhang Xuanming, right?"

"Yes."

"What is your relationship with Lin **?"

"I have already answered this. I am his advisor."

“What consultant exactly?”

"Investment and financial management, home decoration, etc., I will answer whatever he wants to know."

“What qualifications do you have to be a consultant to others?”

"This decision rests with Mr. Lin. He thinks I am qualified if I am qualified."

"Do you know the deceased?"

"I don't know."

…

Captain Wang kept asking questions here and there, and I became a little impatient. Just as I was about to retort to him, he suddenly stopped talking. He took out an enlarged photo from the folder and handed it to me: "What do you think of this?"

"

My eyes fell on the photo, and I couldn't help but take a deep breath. It was the head and upper body of a mummy. It looked extremely disgusting. If it were a real mummy, it might not be so disgusting. In fact, it was a person who was quickly killed.

After absorbing the essence and blood, it became shriveled up. The skin was loose and wrinkled with a shocking paleness. In some places, the muscles and bones were exposed. The face was even more terrifying. Among the terrifying things I have ever seen, the only one is the ghost village.

The "human stakes" can be compared.

Ouyang Zhenfei once told me that there was a monk in Shita Temple who died very strangely, like a mummy. The deceased in this photo is bald, and there is no doubt that he is that monk. I never thought that this matter would still be related to me.

There is intersection.

I composed myself: "What do you mean?"

Captain Wang sneered: "Although tonight's deceased is not as severely dehydrated, he has similar features. Even if you didn't kill him, you must have seen something."

I started to get a little nervous because I was involved in two mysterious death cases. If Captain Wang couldn't solve the case and there was a lot of pressure from above, he might find a scapegoat, and I was the best candidate for this scapegoat. Mr. Lin and him

It's the relationship between businessmen and officials. We can usually call each other brothers, drink wine and eat meat in big bowls. But if there is a conflict of interest, we will turn against each other. I'm afraid Mr. Lin can't protect me.

I said calmly: "I just helped catch the thief today. There is no need to kill anyone. I don't know the person in the photo at all. I have only been in the city for three days. There are many people who can prove it. You can go and check it out."

Captain Wang narrowed his eyes: "I didn't say you killed the person in the photo, but how do you explain the person who died tonight? There were only two of you present at the time, and you had a fight with him. How do you prove that it was not you who killed the person?

?”

I said calmly: "I had no reason to kill him, and it was impossible to make him look like this. Your forensic doctor will prove my innocence."

Captain Wang had a gloomy face, lit a cigarette and smoked it. After taking a few deep puffs, he said: "You can't lie to me. There must be something you haven't said. For the sake of your own future, I advise you to tell it."

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There is no doubt that the monks at Shita Temple were killed by dog ​​ghosts. If Captain Wang had sincerely asked for advice from the beginning, I would have tried my best to help and said whatever I knew. But he actually knocked on the mountain to scare me, which made me very disgusted.

Have you ever heard that if someone respects me a foot, should I return a foot?

But I didn't say anything, because I was afraid that I couldn't get away. After thinking about it, I decided to give him a hint. It was his business to understand how much he could understand, and how to close the case. It was his job to solve the case, and I didn't do it.

Why do you worry so much about him when you are eating the country's salary?

I pretended to suddenly remember: "By the way, the thief screamed a few strange words when he went crazy. I can't understand what he screamed. It sounded a bit like the Japanese Japs in the movie. Is this a clue?"

Captain Wang's eyes lit up: "If you think about it again, what else is there?"

"Well, I think this thief is like someone who practices evil arts in TV dramas, such as demon disintegration**, transformation skills**, blood demon scriptures, etc. In the end, he should have gone crazy and self-destructed, otherwise he wouldn't have sprayed out all the blood.

come out."

"Nonsense!" Captain Wang shouted angrily.

I know he doesn't believe in these things. He only believes in science and detection methods. He doesn't even believe in more "realistic" things like self-destruction of evil powers. Then things that ordinary people can't see, such as shikigami and dog ghosts, are

I don’t believe it anymore. It’s useless to talk more, so I just shut up and stopped talking.

Captain Wang also knew that it was impossible to dig anything useful out of my mouth, so he left very depressed.

It wasn't until midnight that I saw Mr. Lin and Ling Fengpiao. Mr. Lin is a big businessman and can handle all kinds of situations with ease. Moreover, he was not at the scene at the time and no one made things difficult for him; Ling Fengpiao has been there since she was a child.

Jianghupiao is also an old man, and he looks like an old god, so there is obviously nothing wrong with him.

Mr. Lin was quite respectable. One of the policemen bought us hot fish balls and jelly-like crystal cakes, special snacks, which were quite good. Captain Wang and some policemen were busy and paid little attention to us, but we were not allowed to leave.

After dawn the next day, I was allowed to leave only because of Mr. Lin's favor, but I couldn't leave Fuzhou and had to be on call. This made me very depressed. I wanted to go back immediately and bring Master over for treatment. How much longer would this delay be?

sky?

Mr. Lin's driver drove to pick us up. On the way, Mr. Lin asked: "Xiao Zhang, what happened last night? How did that person die?"

"That man is a very powerful Japanese onmyoji. He was the one who killed your dog. He was also responsible for all the weird incidents. His purpose may be to steal your spiritual jade... He was not killed by us, but by himself."

He lost control of his magic power and vomited blood and died." I was a little suspicious. Maybe the Japanese didn't come for the jade talisman, but I couldn't rule out that he came to steal the jade talisman. I didn't have a clue yet, so I didn't say more.

Mr. Lin angrily cursed in dialect, and then said: "He deserves to die, but will he still have any accomplices?"

"There should be none. As far as I know, whether at home or abroad, real onmyojis are rarer than giant pandas. Onmyojis as powerful as him are very rare, and it is impossible to catch a lot of them."

Mr. Lin and the driver were talking quietly in dialect, probably talking about what happened last night. Later I found out that the car was heading towards Yushan.

There were a few people who looked like police officers guarding the entrance to the yard, and cars were not allowed to enter. However, for the sake of the owner, we were still allowed to walk into the house. The Japanese corpses had long been removed, and police cordons were held everywhere in the yard.

There are some white lines drawn on the ground, as long as we don't walk into the cordon.

Mr. Lin entered the bedroom, probably to check his collection. The driver stayed outside chatting with the police. I had nothing to do, so I took out the map and spread it out to look at it. Ling Fengpiao immediately came over: "Brother, this is

What is it? Is there any treasure?"

"What do you think this looks like?" I asked him.

"This is an ancient map of Fuzhou, but it is a copy and not valuable."

This kid only knows about money. I glared at him and asked in a low voice: "Who did you invite to have sex with you last night? You don't even tell me that you have such ability!"

Ling Fengpiao immediately raised her eyebrows and puffed up her chest: "He is my ancestor. My master said he is a ghost. I have invited him several times before without success. My master said that this ancestor loves to drink. Drinking a little wine will make him feel better."

It’s easy to invite, and I was actually invited last night when I was in a hurry, haha..."

"Then can you communicate with him?"

"communicate?"

"Just talk to him and ask him to teach you some lost secrets."

Ling Fengpiao shook his head in confusion: "It shouldn't be possible. I could only feel a spiritual power attached to me, and then I wasn't afraid of anything. It seemed that I had become stronger, and I started beating people without thinking too much.

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It seems that he just borrowed power, and maybe a little bit of the soul and aura of the ancestor he mentioned, but it is not the real ancestor who came.

Master once said to me that the art of inviting gods can only borrow part of the power of the invited gods (ghosts), and it also consumes your own spiritual energy. If you don't have enough foundation to support it for a long time, your body will be seriously overdrawn. Inviting gods

There are many kinds of magic, and most of them only obtain a little bit of energy that is not very obvious. It is rare for someone like Ling Fengpiao to feel like a god coming to him in person after asking for help. He is full of personality and has super abilities. It is really rare.

People who learn the art of praying for gods must have special physiques and psychic abilities, and must have "common characteristics" with a certain god to easily communicate with them. There are many taboos when praying to gods, which may cause great harm to one's body. This is

A kind of magic that is easy to learn but difficult to master. There are specializations in the magic, and each sect has its own secrets. Although it is from the same sect, it is from a different department, so I didn't ask him much.

I continued to study the map, and soon my eyes were attracted by the pattern of two multi-story pagodas in the center of the map. The two towers are not far apart and have similar patterns. There are no words marked, but one is black and the other is white, which should be the Uttara and the White Pagoda.

.

Fuzhou City was built at the eye of the "hole" in the Tai Chi Blessed Land. The entire city is circular and shaped like Tai Chi. The Wushan Mountain and Yushan Mountain in the center are equivalent to the two small black and white dots in the Tai Chi Diagram, which are equivalent to the formation.

Eye-catching places. The Wu Pagoda and the White Pagoda are located on Wushan Mountain and Yushan Mountain respectively. It should be that the spiritual energy used to suppress the two hills will not leak out. Once the two towers are damaged and the spiritual energy leaks out, the balance of the entire Tai Chi Blessed Land will be affected.

It will be broken, which may result in a decrease in the luck of the whole city and frequent disasters, or in severe cases, catastrophic disasters such as major earthquakes and floods may occur!

I broke out in a cold sweat. This is not my wild guess, but it is clearly shown on this ancient map. Moreover, these two towers were built in the Tang Dynasty. Although they were damaged, they were quickly rebuilt and remain standing until today.

Now, there is definitely a reason. The two towers have seven floors and eight corners, and are strangely made one black and one white. White dominates Yang and black dominates Yin. Doesn’t this correspond to Shaoyin and Shaoyang in Tai Chi?

The monk at Shita Temple died mysteriously, and a supernatural incident occurred at Mr. Lin's house on Yushan Mountain. These two things seem to have nothing to do with each other, but in fact they are inevitably connected, because these two places are very close to the Wu Pagoda and the White Pagoda. This must be the one

The conspiracy of the Japanese ghosts. I used to think that the Japanese onmyoji came to steal jade, so there were many things I couldn't figure out. I just vaguely felt that something was wrong, but now I suddenly understand!

I suddenly thought of the "Taiwanese photographer" at Ouyang Zhenfei's house. He behaved suspiciously and was very interested in ancient pagodas. Could it be that he was with the Japanese? Or he was originally Japanese! He stayed at Ouyang Zhenfei's house.

The shop is not interested in the new pagoda of Xichan Temple, but wants to get close to Ouyang Zhenfei. The reason why he gets close to Ouyang Zhenfei is because Ouyang Zhenfei’s grandfather is in Shita Temple!

I jumped up: "Quick, let's go quickly, Ouyang Zhenfei is in danger!"

Ling Fengpiao brought a cup of hot tea and was blowing it gently with her eyes slightly closed. I was so frightened that the tea splashed on her thighs, and she couldn't help but scream and jump up and down.
Chapter completed!