The whole room was covered with bright red bloody shoe prints.
It was so densely packed that Yan Yan felt dizzy.
And then she finally noticed something similar, right in front of her.
Yan Yan moved towards the bed and saw a different blood mark beside the bed.
It was a pair of bloody footprints.
They are the footprints of the ghost whose longevity shoes were stolen by Xie Ning.
When she looked at the bloody footprints, they were moving forward step by step.
The bed was a mahogany canopy bed, and it was impossible to tell whether the bloody footprints were on the bed or under the bed.
Yan Yan leaned over the bed.
I didn't see any bloody footprints on the bed, so they went under the bed.
She paused, then slowly poked her head out to look under the bed.
"Ta-ta--" A rush of footsteps came from outside, heading towards the empty bedroom.
Yan Yan quickly raised his head, looked around the bedroom, then turned over and hid under the bed.
It was getting darker under the bed. Yan Yan closed his eyes for a while to adjust, but the door was already opened.
The visitor brought a lantern, which illuminated the embroidered shoes on her feet.
Yan Yan leaned over and lay on the ground, the tip of his nose moved, and when he lowered his head, he saw that his body was still.
Right in front of her were those bloody footprints.
If there really is a ghost foot on the bloody footprints, then the location of the ghost foot is where her head is.
Yan Yan moved his body carefully to avoid the bloody footprints.
——Sure enough, it’s better to use the beams, at least it won’t be so crowded.
"What did you ask me to do here?"
Yan Yan was moving his body and stopped when he heard the sound.
The voice belonged to Xie Ning, and she was talking to someone else.
But Xie Ning was out of the bedroom, leaving Yan Yan hiding under the bed.
So who is she talking to?
"There's nothing here, what else do you want me to look for?"
Yan Yan put his hands and arms together, rested his cheek on his arms, and stretched his ankles around and around.
Looking from under the bed, it turns out that Xie Ning only has one pair of shoes.
If it were a ghost, as Hei Wuchang, she wouldn't be able to detect it.
"Okay, I'll look for you, and you'll do what you say."
Yan Yan was still wondering what it was that Xie Ning was talking to, when he saw Xie Ning holding a lantern and looking for something in the bedroom.
Suddenly her heart skipped a beat.
It doesn’t make sense to not look under the bed when looking for something, right?
Then wouldn't she have to fight with Xie Ning?
Yan Yan quietly took out a hand from under his face and stretched it to the bed.
As long as Xie Ning dared to lie down, she would kill him with a knife.
Even if you are dead, you will be chopped alive!
"No, there is nothing in this room at all. What exactly do you want me to find?" Xie Ning's voice trembled.
She walked to the bed, knelt on the bed with one leg, and rummaged through the bed with her body propped up.
As soon as he touched the bed, Xie Ning's hand suddenly retracted.
"Why, how could it be warm?" Xie Ning muttered to himself.
She quickly took her hand back from the bed, stood in front of the bed and looked at the bottom of the bed.
The closer she brought the lantern to the bed, the darker it became.
Thinking of the warmth she touched on the bed, Xie Ning pursed her lips and told the man.
"It's really not here. It must be in the Xing Mansion. Xing Ziyuan took the things."
Yan Yan waited for a long time, and even when Xie Ning left the bedroom, she was still hiding under the bed without being discovered.
"What, that's it?" Yan Yan snorted lightly.
Put your hands on the ground and prepare to leave.
Glancing back casually, Yan Yan's arms gave out their strength and she maintained her previous posture.
Only this time, I was looking into the bed.
On the wall, there is a pair of bloody handprints.
Yan Yan stretched out a hand and made signs on the bloody handprint. The bloody handprint was much larger than her palm.
These are the bloody handprints of a male ghost.
After she came out from under the bed, she stepped on the bloody footprints, which were about the same size as her feet.
In other words, the footprints in the bedroom belong to the female ghost, and the handprints belong to the male ghost?
Now we only know that there is a female ghost in Xing Ziyuan, but... what about the male ghost?
Yan Yan thought about the servant who eloped with Xie Man. Could it be that servant?
When she left the bedroom, she took one last look at the bedroom full of blood marks.
In the end nothing was done.
There is indeed nothing unusual in this empty bedroom, only the resentment left by the ghost.
The blood seals are just a cover-up created by resentment.
The purpose may be to scare people.
"Scare people?" Xing Juzhan screamed, "Are all ghosts so boring?"
"Yes." Yan Yan said casually, "But I think Xie Ning was quite frightened."
Xiao Bai Zhu asked: "She is hysterical?"
Yan Yan nodded, "There is nothing in this world that I cannot detect. If it is true, it is also false."
She couldn't detect the person with Xie Ning, that person could only be Xie Ning's imagination.
"That means there are no ghosts anymore." Xing Juzhan breathed a sigh of relief, but when he saw Yan Yan's face turned serious, "What's wrong? Isn't it bad that there are no ghosts?"
Yan Yan pondered for a moment and then directed Xing Juzhan, "Go and ask a Taoist priest to come. It doesn't matter whether he knows how to do it or not. As long as he understands yin and yang things, it will be fine."
Who dares not to follow Yan Yan's instructions? After Xing Juzhan gave the order, he turned around and asked, "What's going on? You look very troublesome."
"I take care of ghost affairs, but human affairs...living people are too fragile." Yan Yan was helpless.
A living person only has one life. He can choke to death if he eats food or chokes to death if he drinks water. If you don't pay attention, your life will be gone.
If she really attacks a living person, she can't control her strength at all, and the most she can do is get a knife from her.
"Then you still don't care whether the Taoist priest you found can do it? If you can't do it, why don't you do it?" Xing Juzhan was confused.
"Why do you use your hands? You don't know whether a gentleman talks or doesn't use his hands?" Yan Yao glanced at him, "I'm just looking for a Taoist priest to ask. I don't understand something."
"What's the matter?"
"Xie Ning is suffering from hysteria. When she is hysterical, she will imagine a person out of thin air. Forget it if she is an ordinary person, she is also involved in some sinister things. If things go wrong, she will actually be transformed into an evil spirit."
Xing Juzhan took a breath of cold air.
I thought the female ghost on Xing Ziyuan's body was already the highlight, but I didn't expect Xie Ning to be the main attraction.
Yunze City is not a small city, and a lot of Taoist priests have come to the city recently.
But Yan Yan just couldn't figure out how the Xingfu found Qingyu from the huge crowd.
"Ah Yao!"
"Grandma."
Behind Qingyu was Shen Beizhu.
Yan Yan was very happy to see these two people, but he had to say that their fate was so wonderful.
When Xing Juzhan found out that Yan Yu had a close relationship with the Holy Son of Manjiang, he was shocked. Unexpectedly, he was called "Grandma Grandma" by Shen Shizi?
Yan Yan told Qingyu about Xie Ning, and Qingyu's bright smiling face suddenly fell.
"Ah Yao, please repeat what Xie Ning said word for word."
Yan Yan paused, then stretched out his hands to cover Qingyu's ears.
Her palms were warm, but suddenly turned cold when covering her sapphire ears.
Then a female voice appeared in his ears.
The content of what the female voice said was exactly what Yan Yan said just now.
Before Qingyu had time to be surprised by Yan Yan's ability, she was pulled down by what the female voice said.