Chapter 297 Where did the soul go? The murderer is locked and arrested!
After investigation by the task force, Gu Nancheng's financial situation eight years ago was completely uncovered.
Suspicions of killing his wife and cheating on her bail increased greatly.
The most critical thing is that when the task force investigated his financial situation in recent years, they found that he deposited a large amount of money into an account in Siam every month.
The account was used by a woman named Basha.
And this woman named Basha looks exactly like Zhou Xiaolei.
At this point in the case, the facts of the case have become completely clear.
There is only one last step left before the evidence is closed, which is to find out the relationship between Zhou Xiaolei and Siam Bazaar.
to this end.
The members of the task force immediately organized personnel to go to Zhou Xiaolei's hometown to conduct an investigation, and also launched an investigation into Zhou Xiaolei's brother Zhou Xiaoqiang.
Now, just wait for the final results to come out. As soon as the results come out, the task force can immediately arrest Gu Nancheng.
Yang Nan and Mo Qi called Yue Dong several times to tell him the news, but no one answered the phone every time.
Yue Dong had already set his cell phone to silent mode so that no one would disturb him.
At this time, he, the boat, and the paper horse had already been tied up.
Now I am immersed in making life-size paper figures.
He skillfully used bamboo strips specially made from Nanzhu to weave the shape of paper figures. The bamboo strips jumped happily in his hands. It seemed chaotic and disorderly, but in fact, every step was under Yue Dong's control.
Over the years of learning paper-making skills from the old man, the most difficult step to practice is the weaving of bamboo strips.
However, the step of weaving bamboo strips is the most important.
The inner bamboo is the bone, and the outer paper is the skin.
If the paper and bones are in harmony, it will be of the highest quality.
Most of the paper products circulating in the market today are crudely made.
These things just burn away loneliness.
Of course, people nowadays don't care about this. After all, the past customs have been almost abandoned by young people.
These days, young people who can go to pay homage to their ancestors are pretty good.
In the process of urbanization, much folk culture has disappeared in the historical trend.
Especially the funeral culture.
When he was a child, Yue Dong suffered a lot in order to learn to weave with bamboo strips.
I don't know how many cuts there were on my hands.
In addition, you have to soak your hands in a special medicinal soup to make your hands more flexible.
If Yue Dong hadn't really liked this line of work, he would never have persisted.
At first, Yue Dong's mother-in-law Zhou Qing felt very distressed.
While other children played with toys, Yue Dong played with bamboo strips.
The lining of the paper figures took the longest.
After finishing the weaving, Yue Dong rested for a while, drank some water, and then began to paste paper on the tied bamboo strips.
Another hour or so passed, and the entire paper man was finished.
The newly-pierced paper man has empty features and looks a little oozing.
At this point, Yue Dong stopped temporarily. He began to add cinnabar with the Tianshi pen and write the old man's birthday and name on the yellow talisman paper.
The old man's name is Yue Songxi, and his name is very bookish. Yue Dong's calligraphy is very good. His characters are sinewy, with a stroke and a stroke, and the brush tip is hidden in a sheath. It seems that there is no edge, but in fact, the edge is restrained, just like his character.
After writing the birth date, Yue Dong took the rhinoceros horn, cut it into strips with a knife, and then ground it into powder.
Mix the ground powder and sandalwood powder together.
After doing this, Yue Dong stretched himself.
He looked at the time and before he knew it, five hours had passed and it was already ten o'clock in the evening.
A bunch of calls on the phone.
There were Yang Nan's, Mo Qi's, and Bai Zeyu's. Su Waner knew that Yue Dong had something to do in the evening, so she didn't call him, but sent him a message to remind him to remember to eat.
Yue Dong replied to them a busy message and plunged into the preliminary preparations.
Draw talismans and make soul-calling pans.
For this time, Yue Dong put a lot of thought into it.
I strive to have a pleasant communication with the old man.
It's almost eleven o'clock at night.
Yue Dong finally made all the preparations.
He carried things up to the attic one by one.
The top floor of the small villa is dedicated to the ancestors of the Yue family.
Yue Dong placed the things one by one and respectfully burned a stick of incense in front of the ancestral tablet.
Immediately, he placed the prepared things on the altar table, picked up a pen, and drew the facial features of the paper figure.
The eyes, nose, and mouth, as Yue Dong's pen tip slid over, the entire paper man seemed to come to life. If you look carefully at the paper man's facial features, they are almost exactly the same as the old man's photo hanging on the wall.
After finishing, Yue Dong lit a stick of incense in front of the old man's portrait, and then lit a stick of incense mixed with sandalwood and rhinoceros horn.
After lighting it, Yue Dong threw the paper boat and horse, together with the old man's birthday and birth date, into the iron basin under the offering table.
How does the fire start?
This fire was not the color of ordinary fire, but a strange blue color.
Inside the room, a gust of wind came out of thin air.
Yue Dong raised his head.
He has opened his Dharma eyes and can see many things that ordinary people cannot see.
He saw a void vortex forming in the room.
With the emergence of the vortex, a strange pulling force is generated, extending from the vortex to an unpredictable place.
After a while, a familiar figure emerged from the whirlpool.
When this figure appeared, Yue Dong's eyes instantly turned red.
This is the figure of the old man.
Even though he couldn't see the figure's facial features, Yue Dong still recognized him at a glance as his grandfather.
The figure squeezed out of the whirlpool and turned into a dark wind that floated to the paper figure.
Yue Dong, with quick hands and quick eyes, picked up the brush that had been prepared for a long time and quickly dotted the eyes in the eyes of the paper man.
The lights overhead began to flicker.
Soon, the lights gradually dimmed.
The paper figures placed in the hall turned around and turned around to look around.
"grandfather!"
If this scene were seen by others, it would definitely frighten a group of people, but in Yue Dong's eyes, it felt very friendly.
No wonder some people say that the ghost in your eyes is actually the dearest relative in the eyes of others.
The paper man moved, and the smoke from the rhinoceros horn incense burned on the side floated straight towards the paper man.
soon!
The paper man's head turned towards Yue Dong.
He showed a weird smile.
"Dongwazi."
Just three short words made Yue Dong burst into tears.
He rarely cried, but he still couldn't hold back his tears at this moment.
"Child, why are you crying? What do you want from an old man like me?"
Yue Dong choked and said, "I just miss grandpa."
"What's there to think about? Old man, I'm very happy down there. Okay, I don't have much time. If you have anything to say, please tell me."
Yue Dong looked at the rhino horn incense on the side and found that it burned very quickly.
He quickly added some more.
Immediately, after the grandfather and grandson exchanged a few simple greetings, Yue Dong changed the topic to the issue of spiritual practice.
Chapter completed!