In the car, Zitong asked Hao Qi: "What's that 'blood curse'? How many people's blood is needed to complete the ritual? Also, why can only women's blood be used?"
"Under normal circumstances, if nothing unexpected happens, the fresh blood of seven people can complete the 'blood curse' ritual. But...who told you that you can only use a woman's blood?"
"But two people have died, both women!" Zitong said matter-of-factly.
"You must know that men belong to Yang and women belong to Yin. The execution of the blood curse must rely on the blood of the same sex. Otherwise, it will be counterproductive!"
"You mean that if it is a male ghost, it needs to absorb the man's blood through the 'blood curse', but the opposite is true for female ghosts?" Zitong suddenly felt that this matter did not make sense.
When she reminded her, Hao Qi suddenly came to his senses. He frowned and said while driving: "Isn't it...that things are not that simple?"
"Yes! Those who died were all women. It stands to reason that the murderer must be a female ghost! Only in this way can the ritual of the 'blood curse' be successfully completed, right? But why did we capture a man from the surveillance...
..No, it’s still the shadow of a handsome man?”
Hao Qi was not sure what was going on for a while. Could it be that...his spell failed and wrong information was captured? Logically speaking...this situation would not happen!
"I know! That fierce ghost disguises herself as a man! Hahaha! Use this to seduce those women who have lost their way!" Zitong's words almost made Haoqi vomit blood!
"You have a rich imagination." Hao Qi said with a cold face: "Ghosts have no entities, so you still expect them to put on makeup?"
"But they can change!"
"Do you think you are watching a movie? Under normal circumstances, they will retain the form when they died, just like the two ghost sisters you saw in 'Ghost Painting'." Hao Qi shook her head, feeling impressed by Zitong's unconstrained thinking.
It's funny, he said: "I really think your editor should make a supernatural column specifically for you. Your brain cells are so developed, you don't need to do in-depth investigation at all, you can just start making nonsense."
"You will look down on others." Zitong pouted and stopped talking angrily.
Hao Qi stopped talking. What he was looking forward to at the moment was what progress would be made on Qin Feng's side. The information on his side was unclear, so he had to work with Qin Feng on both sides, hoping to get twice the result with half the effort.
The air in the car is warm, and the temperature comes from the hearts of Zitong and Haoqi. As long as they have each other, the cold air is as warm as early spring.
.....................
Qin Feng was speeding along the bumpy forest path, and the yellow halo of the headlights warmly illuminated the path ahead, dissipating a small part of the strangeness of darkness and the coldness of late autumn.
An old man's figure appeared on the side of the road not far ahead.
He was hunched over, half-crouching by the roadside, as if he was burning something.
Qin Feng immediately braked and walked down.
"Uncle? What are you burning at night?" Qin Feng said as he walked towards the old man's back.
He has always been bold, and he did not believe that he was so lucky. He met his "good brother" as soon as he walked into the mass grave area. Besides, an old man over sixty years old, even if he turned into a ghost, was definitely not a ghost.
Evil ghost. It's just that I suddenly encountered such an old man in the scope of this mass grave. Anyway, I don't have any other clues at the moment, so I might as well come over and ask.
"Oh. My wife passed away..." The old man turned around, and the wrinkles like stone carvings were carved on his face. There were turbid tears in his two brown eyes.
"Let me help you." Qin Feng suddenly felt compassion, squatted down, took out a pile of paper beside him, and helped the old man burn it.
"Uncle, don't be too sad. Please show your condolences." Qin Feng advised while burning.
"My child, you are a warm-hearted person!" The old man wiped away his tears with his old palms that were as dry as tree bark, and said, "I have been burning paper for my boss for seven days, and you are the first one to step forward to help.
"
"Your boss is buried here?" Qin Feng asked.
"If your children are unfilial, don't mention it." The desolation and bitterness of the years were written all over the old man's face.
"Uncle, it would be very miserable if Auntie was left alone in this mass grave. She is already old, so there is no guarantee that she won't be bullied alone here."
"If there was a way, how could I let her be here?" The old man sniffed, tears covering his old face: "I would rather go down and accompany her as soon as possible."
"Uncle, let me help you." Qin Feng helped the old man stand up and said, "Let's do this. I will take you home later. Tomorrow I will help you move Auntie's grave and find her a place with good Feng Shui.
"
When the old man heard this, he almost knelt down to Qin Feng, but was supported by Qin Feng.
"My child...thank you...my benefactor! My benefactor!"
"Uncle, please don't be so polite. These are small things. I also have parents, and I know how difficult it is for my parents."
Qin Feng's words made the old man burst into tears and feel extremely grateful.
"Hey, if that girl could be as sensible as you, maybe she wouldn't have gotten into the ghost car." Sitting in Qin Feng's car, the old man suddenly murmured.
"What girl? Got into a ghost car? What do you mean?" Qin Feng's eyes suddenly lit up.
"Sigh. It was probably in this world two nights ago. No, it was a little later than that. I still came to burn paper for my wife. Since there was no one as kind as you to send it to me, I had to walk along the 'Ningxi'
Let's walk home." The old man said slowly.
"At this moment, I noticed a car driving in the distance. It was very fast and very smooth. It wasn't until the car was almost in front of me that I realized, good guy! The wheels of that car didn't move at all.
Touch the ground! And there is no one in the cab!" When he said this, the old man looked horrified.
"What! It's really so evil!" Qin Feng agreed.
"I have never seen anything in my life. I knew immediately that this was not a human car at all! But there was a young girl sitting in the passenger seat. I couldn't see clearly, but I was sure she was a human.
.So I waved to her desperately, trying to get her out of the car. But...hey, I don’t know if she didn’t understand what I meant, or she just couldn’t get out of the car. Anyway, the car didn’t stop and kept getting further and further away.
Already."
"Ah!" Qin Feng stopped the car with a "whoosh" and startled the old man.
"Uncle, are you telling the truth?" Qin Feng asked eagerly.
"My child, you have helped me so much, can I still lie to you?" The old man continued: "I couldn't stop you at first sight, so I had to give up. When the car passed me, I
I saw a woman in red clothes sitting in the back seat of the car. I don’t know if her eyes are dim, so I can only pray that the child is okay.”
"Uncle, think about it carefully. Does the girl sitting in the passenger seat have shoulder-length curly hair and wear a black dress?"
"I really didn't see it clearly. The ghost car passed by in the blink of an eye and I didn't have time to see it. But... the girl was indeed wearing black clothes and her hair was dyed yellow, just like my little daughter.
......Why."
As expected, the woman the old man saw was indeed Wen Qian.
When Wen Qian's body was found, she was wearing a tight black dress and exaggeratedly dyed flaxen hair.