I looked at Wen Yi with a smile and said, "If I don't dare to listen, I won't come to you."

Wen Yiliao said: "Shen Ping did come to me to replace him. However, I saw that he was too entangled in murder and robbery, so I didn't dare to take action. However, what surprised me was that Shen Ping actually survived. Come down."

"I'm sure someone used a life-substitution spell on him to save his life. Moreover, that person used evil magic."

Wen Yi said: "You also know that the calamity that people should have in life will definitely come. There is no such thing as relying on secret techniques to turn disaster into good luck. You can only rely on your own destiny and luck to survive the calamity on your own. .”

"Things like the life-substitution technique can only delay the arrival of disaster, but it will not resolve it. To be clear, it is the so-called life-substitution, which is to buy the employer a certain amount of time to prepare."

Wen Yi paused and said: "When Shen Ping came to see me, I calculated that his fate would not exceed a month. Moreover, there is no way to hide or escape."

"However, when I saw him, he survived. However, there was also an innocent soul behind him. I suspect that a warlock saved him by using a living person to replace his life."

"However, if this kind of evil magic is used on the body, although it can temporarily save one's life, when retribution comes, his end will be terrible."

"I have never heard that there are masters in the provincial capital who are good at using magic to replace their lives. Moreover, I am also curious about who Shen Ping used to replace his own life. So, I have been observing Shen Ping."

"But every time I thought he was going to die, he survived. And I never found the master."

I looked at Wen Yi and said, "Is this what you said you don't want to listen to? He is a substitute evil sorcerer. Do I need to be afraid of him?"

"No!" Wen Yi shook his head and said, "I have a bad habit. Once I become curious about something, I must find out."

"After following Shen Ping for a while, I finally discovered that when his doom was approaching, he would go to the Shijing Temple on the outskirts of the city. There is no god in that temple, only a well."

"I suspect that Shen Ping has made some kind of deal with the ghosts and gods in the ancient well."

When I heard this, I couldn't help but frown slightly: "Ghosts and gods in the ancient well? You mean, there is Xing Zha Po in the ancient well?"

In the Taoist classics, in addition to the righteous gods, there are seventy-two righteous ghosts. Those who do not accept the sky, do not care about the earth, do not control the five mountains, do not control the mountains and seas, do not follow the great virtue, do not help the true wind, like to kill and cause chaos. Evil ghosts are also called seventy-two spirits.

Although the Seventy-Two Spirits are not ghosts and gods, their strength is not weaker than that of ghosts and gods.

Xing Zha Po is one of them. Legend has it that Xing Zha Po is black in color and coils at the mouth of a well. Anyone who sees her falls into the well and drowns. There is a legend that Xing Zha Po is the soul of an innocent person who fell into a well, but most warlocks think that Xing Zha Po has gone beyond The category of wronged souls.

Wen Yi shook his head and said: "I don't know. This is exactly what I am puzzled about."

"If there is Xing Zha Po in the ancient well temple, then why was Shen Ping not dragged into the well and drowned? Can he also make a deal with Xing Zha Po to help him avoid disaster?"

"If Gujingli is just a relatively powerful wronged soul, then why can it help people avoid disaster?"

When Wen Yiliao said this, he shook his head slightly and said: "Later, I didn't dare to pursue it. The things involved in Shen Ping were too big. If I continue to investigate, I'm afraid that my own life will be involved!"

I said with a half-smile: "Brother Wen, are you still scared?"

Wen Yi smiled and said: "If I were a brave person, I wouldn't have become such a useless drunkard."

I avoided the other party's topic: "By the way, Brother Wen, have you met Xie Sanbao, a rich man in this city? He and Shen Ping have a close relationship. Is there anything wrong with him?"

Wen Yiliao shook his head again: "According to my observation, Jie Sanbao and Shen Ping never appear at the same time."

"I also specifically inquired about this matter. Although Shen Ping is an old subordinate of Jie Sanbao, they rarely get together, even during meetings. When Jie Sanbao is around, Shen Ping will definitely not show up."

"This matter has long been no secret in Jie Sanbao's company."

I touched my chin and said to myself: "Aren't they brothers? The things here are a bit interesting."

I stood up and cupped my hands towards Wen Yi and said, "Thank you. The business is over. I'll treat you to a drink."

Wen Yi poured himself a glass of wine: "I suspect that Jie Sanbao helped Shen Ping wipe his butt. After Shen Ping survived those disasters, there were several murders in the city. The victims all died in the municipal hall. In the manhole."

"The police never found any clues. Later, the death in the well suddenly stopped, and there was also a violin player in the provincial town."

"That man plays the violin and sits on the manhole cover of a manhole every time. He won't leave until it's time to get up."
Chapter completed!