Chapter 137 There is another reason for Laifu’s death
Jiang Li personally went to Laifu's tomb and performed a small ritual.
After finishing, she took out the talisman paper and placed it on the incense stick and waved it gently a few times. The talisman paper was immediately dyed with red flames and soon turned into ashes.
[Holy shit, the red flame, what did that Taoist friend just say? The darker the flame, the stronger the spell?]
[Is this mixed with any chemicals? How can the color of a normal flame be so dark?]
[Can some people use their brains to watch variety shows? Is there really a chemical that can be brought on board a plane? And Li Li is in the live broadcast the whole time, how can he tamper with it?]
Now that the matter has come to this, Aunt Ying has no other choice but to express her condolences.
After she calmed down, she quickly thanked Jiang Li again.
"Master Jiang, I don't even know how to thank you. You will accept whatever you want for the hexagram fees and spell fees this time. Just tell me, whatever you need this time, as long as we have it, we will find a way to give it to you.
You came for me."
Jiang Li looked around and asked, "Do you have any plastic film at home?"
Aunt Ying:?
Although she was a little confused, Aunt Ying still found a roll of thick film for Jiang Li and brought it with her.
On the way back, Jiang Li looked at Zhao Lang who was thoughtful.
"What's wrong? You haven't spoken since the beginning."
Zhao Lang met her probing gaze, "I think Laifu's death is very strange."
"Why do you say that?"
"I told you before, a month ago when I went up the mountain, I accidentally stepped on a trap and injured my leg. I spent several months recuperating at home." Zhao Lang avoided the camera and lowered his voice and said, "Chixia Mountain
There are many wild animals nearby. In the past, villagers always liked to make traps to catch some and sell them for money. However, in recent years, China has strict control and does not allow the sale of wild animals, so the village rarely catches them."
"Coupled with the fact that I was injured, the village chief banned it even more strictly, and even took a group of people to the mountains to clean up the traps left by previous hunters."
"Even if there are still residues, why did Laifu hit me so impartially?"
"Dogs are the most sensitive animals. They will not rush in even if they know there is danger, unless..."
Zhao Lang did not continue, but Jiang Li already understood what he meant.
But she looked away and said calmly: "There is no conclusive evidence, everything is just analysis based on thin air."
As if he expected her to say this, Zhao Lang suddenly smiled.
"Who said I have no evidence."
He opened his palm, and there was a needle wrapped in cotton lying on it.
"I found this on Laifu. I was afraid of disturbing others, so I kept it quiet."
Jiang Li looked solemn.
This needle is not like the syringe needles encountered in daily life. It is obviously longer and thicker than that.
It’s hard to believe that this wasn’t done intentionally.
"Then what are you going to do? Call the police?" Jiang Li asked.
Zhao Lang took back the needle, "It's difficult to file a case now with only this piece of evidence, and I don't want the whole village to panic."
Jiang Liming understood what he meant, "So you want to investigate alone?"
"Yes." Zhao Lang nodded, "I happen to know someone in the county and I want to consult him."
Jiang Li lowered his eyes, wondering what he was thinking about.
"If that's the case, there's some information that might help you." She said after a moment of silence.
"What?"
"That family next to Aunt Ying's house." Jiang Li said, "Be careful with them."
After opening the door that day, she saw a deep evil spirit in the Yintang.
Only Yintang who has seen blood can show such evil spirit.
That man's appearance is also very typical of a sinister appearance.
Triangular eyes with more whites, irritable and dry, narrow and narrow eyes, cruel and ruthless, lack of empathy.
His accent doesn't sound like a local.
The most important thing is that he dislikes the arrival of people like them.
What is it if it’s not harboring evil intentions?
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After parting ways with Zhao Lang, Jiang Li took the materials to the experimental field.
At this time, Qi Tianyu had just completed his farming task and stood on the ridge of the field with his hands on his hips quite satisfied, looking at his results.
He completed the task before the sun set, and then went back to take a shower and then have a good sleep.
But when he turned around with a smile, what he saw was Jiang Li walking towards him.
When his eyes touched the bamboo basket on her back, Qi Tianyu suddenly felt uneasy.
His brain told him to stay away from this woman, but his legs stepped forward uncontrollably.
"Sister Li, why are you here? Isn't your mission completed?"
Jiang Li smiled and said: "I think it will rain tomorrow, so I want to make a greenhouse to cover the seedlings."
Qi Tianyu:!!!
Sure enough, this woman came to mess with him again!!!
[I’m laughing so hard, why does Xiao Qi look like he’s constipated?]
[A blind guess, are you afraid of being involved by Jiang Li?]
[Jiang Li is really good. Every day, she wakes up early to exercise, reads, and works in greenhouses. The workers on the assembly line are not as busy as she is.]
After saying hello to Qi Tianyu, Jiang Li went down to the ground carrying the bamboo basket.
Her behavior also aroused Director Sun's curiosity.
I saw him walking next to Jiang Li holding a glass.
"Jiang Li, why are you cutting so many wickers?"
"Make a greenhouse." Jiang Li replied while sorting out the materials, "It will rain tomorrow."
"Rain? It shouldn't be. We did some research before we came here. It hasn't rained for a week. If you have completed your task, you might as well go back and rest early." Director Sun reminded her in a rare way.
Seeing that no one believed what she said, Jiang Lisui didn't bother to explain any more and continued to play with the willow branches on the ground.
Qi Tianyu stood there and was deeply entangled.
His brain told him that he could go back and rest now, but his limbs refused to obey him.
Although he also felt that it was unlikely to rain in such good weather.
But the other party is Jiang Li.
He is a divine fortune teller who can calculate everything.
Others were dubious, but he had no doubts about Jiang Li's ability.
After all, she is someone who can even read Buddhist scriptures and revise them.
His teacher once said in class that Buddhism is the most difficult and profound subject to study in traditional Chinese culture, and no one who understands its underlying principles is an ordinary person.
Jiang Li will be no exception.
Thinking of this, Qi Tianyu gritted his teeth, turned around, and went back to the experimental field.
"Jiang Li, will it really rain tomorrow? Why don't you tell me where you found these materials, and I can make a greenhouse too."
If the roses he planted so hard were soaked in rainwater, he would really feel sad and cry.
Jiang Li glanced at him.
"These things are not easy to find, and it's getting late. Why don't you help me get them together, and I can share some with you. Aunt Ying just gave me enough film."