Before the person looking for Jiaozhu came to the door, Qin Liuxi waited for Jing Xiaosi first, because his step-mother lady died, and his cheap younger brother didn't see anyone alive or dead, so he suspected that it was Taiyang Daoist It was taken.
Jing Xiaosi came to Qin Liuxi because Mrs. Niu's death was a bit strange, and wanted to invite Qin Liuxi to take a look.
The Zhuangzi of the Jing family is not far from Shengjing, but it will arrive in two hours. The Marquis of Chang'an is also on the Zhuangzi. When he saw Qin Liuxi, his eyes were not eyes, and his nose was not his nose, so he snorted.
"Your father is blaming me for taking off his cuckold?" Qin Liuxi whispered to Jing Xiaosi.
Jing Xiaosi: "Don't worry about him, it's just not worth it."
Qin Liuxi nodded seriously: "I understand. This man's hat has been worn for a long time, and he took it off suddenly. The top of his head is chilly, and his head hurts when the wind blows. Maybe he is not used to it."
Jing Xiaosi: "..."
Although I don't have any admiration for this father, but you really don't treat me as an outsider, so I don't see outsiders!
Marquis Chang'an stood still, turned around, and shot Qin Liuxi with a cold light in his eyes. You can 'quiet' a little more, to see if I can hear you.
Qin Liuxi grinned at him.
The Marquis of Chang'an was so angry that he flicked his sleeves and walked forward quickly.
Qin Liuxi sighed, and said to Jing Xiaosi: "You must not act like a father, this is not good."
The servants of Zhuangzi's main courtyard have already been taken away, and the main room of the main courtyard is guarded by several guards, and no one is allowed to approach.
Qin Liuxi stopped talking, just walked all the way, looking at the main house and its surroundings.
No, there is no resentment after a person dies. Could it be that he died peacefully?
Walking into the main room, Qin Liuxi looked around, his brows raised, he was really clean, without resentment, or even yin.
"Young Guanzhu, we're here." Jing Xiaosi reminded.
Qin Liuxi walked into the room, looked at the bed, and let out a hush.
On the bed, lay a skinny mummy, as if it had been sucked away by something.
Qin Liuxi stepped forward, casually tore off the gauze curtain, wrapped his hands, and moved Mrs. Niu's neck. At the main artery, he saw a wound pierced by a dagger, and there were small tooth marks beside the wound.
"After being sucked blood, the guards didn't hear anything?" Qin Liuxi asked.
Marquis Chang'an said with a dark face: "In order to let the Taoist priest of Taiyang throw himself into a trap, this village is guarded like an iron bucket, with both open and hidden stakes, but how do people enter and how do they leave? They didn't even notice. This Taoist priest, like a gutter mouse, is evasive, so he really can't get on the stage."
Pointing at Sang and scolding Huai, is it too long?
Qin Liuxi narrowed his eyes, straightened up and smiled lightly: "By birth, Lord Hou still asked the rat in the gutter to set him up. After that, Lord Hou should be more careful, especially when he is sleeping, and don't sneak into it silently." What kind of mouse is not beautiful like her!"
She points to Mrs. Niu.
Marquis Chang'an froze, his face so gloomy that ink dripped out, he glared at Qin Liuxi bitterly.
Qin Liuxi was not afraid at all, and even curled her lips provocatively. She kindly reminded her, don't underestimate this gutter mouse, otherwise she won't know how she died.
Yes, just a kind suggestion, not a threat, she is a generous and good person.
Jing Xiaosi said to Chang'an Hou with a sullen face, "If father is unwell, just wait outside."
If you can't speak, don't say it, don't offend him, otherwise the Jing family will cause some trouble, and there is no need to find someone capable to help.
The Marquis of Chang'an became even more angry, flicked his sleeves, and walked aside.
Jing Xiaosi cupped his hands to Qin Liuxi and said: "Young Guanzhu, don't be surprised, there are indeed many hidden piles, but no movement has been heard, this..."
Being drained of blood, no one notices the movement. As Qin Liuxi said, if the other party really wants to retaliate against them, are the stakes around them still useful?
Qin Liuxi said: "Jinhua Temple indeed inherits the righteous way, but this Taoist master Taiyang has learned some evil magic tricks somewhere, and he has learned it well, which proves that his talent in Taoism is not low, otherwise he would not be able to successfully treat you. Casting this life-robbing technique. A Taoist priest with such ability, it’s not impossible for a mere magic stick or gutter mouse to use tricks, or even recruit ghosts to cover their eyes and ears, and it doesn’t take much effort.”
Marquis Chang'an, who was ridiculed again, had his fingernails dug into the palm of his hand. This Xiaodao's mouth was as sharp as a knife.
Jing Xiaosi asked again: "Then Jing Wu is dead or alive?"
Qin Liuxi knew the horoscope of the child's birthday, counted with his fingers, and said: "The number of years of life is over, but..."
"how?"
Qin Liuxi shook his head, the horoscope was unclear and blurred, as if he was not bound by heaven and earth.
What did this sinful Taiyang Taoist priest do to that child, and what is he planning to do?
What is certain is that the small tooth marks on Mrs. Niu's neck must belong to the child. Let the child **** the mother's blood?
Qin Liuxi hissed, this Taoist priest of Taiyang would not want to raise his son into a little zombie, and then come to a father-son partner, right?
"Does this woman have any horoscope?" Qin Liuxi pointed to Mrs. Niu and asked.
Jing Xiaosi looked at Marquis Chang'an.
The Marquis of Chang'an saw Qin Liuxi's serious expression, and spit out a birth date.
Qin Liuxi took the incense and lit it, then pulled out a jade hairpin on Mrs. Niu's head, lit a piece of summoning spirits, opened her thin lips slightly, and recited the spell of summoning souls.
But after she read it twice, Mrs. Niu's soul was not summoned, so she gave up.
"Her soul is gone."
Jing Xiaosi asked: "What does this mean? She went to reincarnate?"
"She died in vain like this. Looking at her death, she must be unwilling. People who die in vain must have resentment. They will not wholeheartedly go to the underworld to report reincarnation, but wander around the world or seek revenge. Even if she goes, she is still a new ghost. I can definitely summon her to come. But in fact, I can’t, I can only say that her soul is either imprisoned or scattered, because here, there is neither resentment nor yin energy, it is clean.”
Jing Xiaosi froze.
"Isn't she from Taoist Taiyang, would you treat her like this?" Marquis Chang'an finally spoke.
Qin Liuxi said with a half-smile: "It's just a woman, Chang'an Hou doesn't care, but as a man, Daoist Taiyang will care? If he cares, he won't just take away his son."
Hou Chang'an's face turned green, and he snorted heavily.
Jing Xiaosi pursed his lips and sighed: "It seems that they don't know what happened to them at all?"
"Not necessarily." Qin Liuxi looked at a peach tree outside the window, and poked his head out: "Who is that, come here."
On the peach tree, jump off a hidden guard.
"I'm not calling you, just disappear, it's the ghost living in the tree behind you, Ma Liu, come out for me." Qin Liuxi waved: "If you don't come, I'll send you to reincarnation!"
Everyone was stunned: "..."
Let them ask ignorantly, what is the ghost in the tree?
It’s really cool to play the plot while taking a walk after dinner, and then overturn what I thought, and pop up something else.
Unfortunately, the brain waves cannot share notebooks, and cannot automatically produce manuscripts. The keyboard is not a mature and sensible keyboard.
Hey, it’s hard for me to think about it day and night. Let me ask you, in which direction can I kowtow to find a mature and sensible keyboard?
Keyboard: Blame me!