It didn't take long for Ling Fan and the other three to arrive under the tree not far from the Zheng family's mansion. Ling Fan and Gu Rufeng quickly opened the car door and jumped out. Just as Ling Fan and Gu Rufeng were about to approach.
When walking away from the Zheng family mansion, Tian Yu jumped down from the driver's seat, walked to Ling Fan in a few steps, took something out of his pocket and handed it to him, saying: "Ling Fan, take this with you.
"
Ling Fan looked at the thing held by Tian Yu's fingers. If it wasn't a monitor, it was something else. He smiled brightly, then took it and put it in his pocket. He stared at Tian Yu and said, "Don't worry, I'll be fine."
of."
"I'll wait for you in the car." Tianyu just replied with such a simple sentence, and then returned to the car.
Ling Fan and Gu Rufeng hurriedly took the time to go to the Zheng family mansion. As soon as they walked in, they heard a low cry from the dining room, and then saw several nannies walking in from the dining room with pale faces.
Everyone seemed to have seen some terrible sight.
"Taoist Master, you are here. Go quickly. My eldest lady has been killed by an evil spirit!" The middle-aged nanny who once opened the door for Gu Rufeng quickly ran over and said with great excitement, "The old lady has already
I was so scared that I fainted!"
The middle-aged nanny took the two people into the restaurant while talking to Gu Rufeng. As soon as they entered the restaurant, a strong smell of blood penetrated Ling Fan's nostrils. He looked towards the smell of blood and saw only one person.
The well-dressed young woman was leaning on the dining chair, her face pale and tilted to the side. The white shirt on her chest was dyed blood red. A silver table knife stabbed her heart with precision, with two slender and round legs.
His arms hang down the sides of the chair.
"Uuuu, Sister Jiaya, why are you dead..." A young and sad voice came from a chair not far away. I saw a person in a snow-colored dress sitting on the chair, holding a
Kleenex wiped the tears that kept pouring out.
"Jiayi, don't be afraid, there is still brother here." Zheng Jiaming, the third young master with thick eyebrows and big eyes, also had red and swollen eyes. He stretched out his arms to hold his sister in his arms to comfort her.
"Brother Jiaming..." Zheng Jiayi turned around and threw herself into Zheng Jiaming's arms and started crying.
"Oh, the family has really done something wrong. First it was the eldest young master, and now it's the eldest lady. I really don't know who will be next!" The middle-aged nanny stood aside, wiping tears from the corners of her eyes and crying.
"What on earth is going on? How could the eldest lady be killed suddenly?" Ling Fan looked at the nanny and asked anxiously.
The nanny shook her head and said: "No, the eldest lady was not killed by someone, but by a ghost. It was an evil spirit that killed the eldest lady!" The nanny's eyes at this time looked frightened and frightened, as if she was really looking at her.
It seems like something terrible has happened.
"Evil spirit?! How could it be an evil spirit?" Ling Fan asked strangely, "Have you seen it with your own eyes?"
The middle-aged nanny quickly nodded and said: "It's true, little Daoist, I didn't lie to you. Not only did I see it, but everyone saw it. We all saw that the evil spirit inserted the knife into the eldest lady's heart.
It’s over.”
There are two different things between evil spirits killing people and witnessing evil spirits killing people. Ling Fan quickly pulled the middle-aged nanny aside and said, "Auntie, what exactly happened at that time, can you tell me in detail?"
Seeing Ling Fan's anxious look, the middle-aged nanny felt a little curious for a moment. Ling Fan saw the confusion in the middle-aged nanny's eyes at a glance, and hurriedly pulled the Taoist robe on her body and said with a smile: "Auntie, I'm not doing this just to know more about you.
Let’s get rid of that evil spirit, so that Master can summon the evil spirit out with more confidence later.”
"Yes, yes, the little Daoist is right. I'll tell you what happened right now. It's too scary. Thinking about it now, I feel the hairs all over my body stand up." The middle-aged nanny couldn't help but shake her body, and then continued, "
The thing is like this, it happened not long ago, because of what happened to Young Master Jiashu, the family didn’t have a good meal for a long time. No, in the morning, because the Taoist priest came to dispel spirits, the old lady
Her mood improved a little, so she wanted to have a good meal. However, during the meal, the old lady suddenly thought of the death of Young Master Jiashu, so she complained that everyone had forgotten the death of Young Master Jiashu so quickly.
She was very angry, and Miss Jia Ya told the story one by one about Young Master Jiashu's gambling and debts, and said that even if Young Master Jiashu didn't die at home, he would be hacked to death on the street by his creditors..."
"What?! Auntie, are you saying that Zheng Jiashu is addicted to gambling and has debts?" Ling Fan interrupted the middle-aged nanny and caught an important point in his words.
The middle-aged nanny was also unclear about the matter and said: "I don't know what it is exactly. I think Young Master Jiaming should know, because I often hear Young Master Jiaming and Young Master Jiashu quarreling over money."
Ling Fan said oh, and after thinking for a while, he asked the middle-aged nanny to continue. The middle-aged nanny continued: "Of course, the old lady knows nothing about Young Master Jiashu's addiction to gambling, because the old lady doesn't know anything about Young Master Jiashu.
She was very proud of being an excellent and famous pianist. When she heard what Miss Jia Ya said, she was immediately frightened. And just when the old lady was about to ask further questions, suddenly a strange and weird thing happened.
!" At this point, the middle-aged nanny paused, and her body became uneasy.
Ling Fan hurriedly asked: "What weird thing happened to my aunt? Tell me quickly!"
The middle-aged nanny seemed to have made up her mind and said: "At that time, there was a crisp clattering sound suddenly on the table. We all looked in the direction of the sound, and saw the knife in the dinner plate on the table violently.
It was beating on the plate, as if someone was shaking the plate violently. Then suddenly, the table knife jumped up automatically and stabbed Miss Jia Ya in the chest. Everything was so fast that it didn't even take the blink of an eye.
It’s too late!”
The table knife suddenly jumped up and stabbed Miss Jia Ya in the heart. Ling Fan was so shocked by the news he heard that he was speechless. This was obviously beyond the scope of his understanding. Whether it was Zheng Jiashu
Both his death and Zheng Jiaya's death were witnessed by witnesses, but no murderer was found. Everything was the reaction of the murder weapon on its own. If it was not caused by evil spirits, then what else can be explained.
"Taoist Priest, you must do something to get rid of the ghosts in our house, otherwise we may not know who will be killed by the evil spirits next time!" The middle-aged nanny ran to Gu Rufeng and took his arm.
begged.
Gu Rufeng didn't quite understand what was going on at the moment, so he just prevaricated and said: "It must be certain. As long as it is an evil spirit that does harm, Pindao will definitely remove the evil spirit from society."
While Gu Rufeng was prevaricating with the middle-aged nanny, Ling Fan walked up to Zheng Jiaya and looked carefully. Sure enough, just as the middle-aged nanny said, the knife automatically jumped up from the dinner plate, and then quickly
When stabbing Zheng Jiaya, if it was some kind of magic trick, there would definitely be something like a thin fishing line controlling the knife, but there was no sign of it being entangled with fishing line.
"Auntie, did anyone touch Miss Jiaya's body after she died?" Ling Fan asked, looking at the middle-aged nanny.
The middle-aged nanny shook her head and said: "No, the old lady won't let us touch it. Please ask the Taoist priest to come over quickly. Before the Taoist priest comes, no one is allowed to touch Miss Jiaya and the things here."
Since there is an order from the old lady, no one must have touched the things here. In this case, the method of tying fishing line on the table knife by magic may not make sense, but what on earth is going on? Is it really true?
Is it an evil spirit that is responsible for the murder? Ling Fan looked at Gu Rufeng and saw that Gu Rufeng also had a confused look on his face. If it was really an evil spirit that was responsible for the murder, Lao Gu would not have such an expression.
"Little Taoist Master, can you come here?" Just as Ling Fan was carefully observing Zheng Jiaya's body, a man's voice suddenly came.
Ling Fan raised his head and looked towards the voice, only to see Zheng Jiaming standing in front of him, staring at him with bright eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and said, "Can we talk alone?"
Ling Fan smiled and said: "Okay."
The two then walked out of the restaurant, came to a stone table under a big banyan tree in the courtyard, and sat down. Zheng Jiaming pointed to the stone bench next to him, looked at Ling Fan and said with a smile: "Please sit down." Ling Fan
Naturally, he was not polite and sat down.
"I wonder what Master Jiaming wants to do with the trail?" Ling Fan said with a smile.
Zheng Jiaming stared at Ling Fan and said with a smile: "We don't tell lies in front of real people. You are not a Taoist priest at all, but a policeman, right?"
Ling Fan had already known about Zheng Jiaming's revelation of his true identity, so he didn't show much panic. He smiled and said: "Master Jiaming, the trail is the trail, not the police. I think you must have misunderstood. I
My master is the successor of the authentic Yin and Yang Tao."
Zheng Jiaming smiled faintly and said: "I don't know if the person inside is a Taoist priest, but you are definitely not, because you look like a policeman rather than a Taoist priest, an experienced and flexible policeman.
.”
Ling Fan originally thought that Zheng Jiaming was not simple, because people with bright eyes were very smart, but he didn't understand why he could still smile a little after his relatives were brutally killed, and said: "Master Jiaming
, I wonder what you think about the death of your two relatives?"
Zheng Jiaming's face darkened and he sighed: "What other thoughts can there be about curses? Everything is caused by that curse. If it weren't for that curse, how could they have died in such bizarre ways?"
"Curse?! What curse?" Ling Fan asked.
When Zheng Jiaming talked about the curse, the light in his eyes dimmed instantly, and he said: "That is a family curse that has been passed down in our Zheng family, a curse that has been passed down since the Republic of China!"