Lang Shuoyang moved the corpse's neck to the side again, and saw a deep blood mark on the top of the neck. Needless to say, this was naturally the mark of strangulation caused by hanging.
"Shuoyang, did you find anything?" Yi Nan leaned towards Lang Shuoyang and asked in a low voice.
Without hastily answering Yi Nan's question, Lang Shuoyang opened the corpse's mouth slightly, and then opened his eyes.
"That's right, he must have been possessed by a ghost before he died. His eyes were bulging. He was obviously frightened before he died. His tongue was gushing out. He must have been hanged." Lang Shuoyang said.
Then he took off the entire cloth, leaving the body naked. After observing it carefully for a while, he still didn't feel anything was wrong.
"I said, you are like a coroner. Apart from being hanged, can you tell anything else?" Du Daming said. After speaking, he also moved a hand on the head of the corpse a few times, in order to find out whether it was hanged.
Yi Nan showed in front of him that he was not afraid of dead people.
"Put down your hands, death is the most important thing..." Xu Qingyang scolded.
"What's the matter? He's already dead, how can he fake his corpse?" Du Daming muttered and wanted to take back his hand.
At this moment, a sudden change occurred. The old man who was lying on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, grabbed Du Daming's hand, and tried to pull him over.
"Mom, what do you mean? I'm fucking your mother, let go!" Du Daming was frightened by this sudden move and shouted. Seeing that his face was getting closer and closer to the old man, he slapped him directly.
Then he pulled out the grabbed hand forcefully and ran behind Xu Qingyang in shock.
"Damn you guy..." Du Daming kept rubbing his hands on his trouser legs.
No one paid attention to his muttering, and all eyes were fixed on the old man who had swindled his body. Xu Qingyang took out a wicker stick, opened another bottle, quickly poured some black dog blood on it, and was about to draw it on the old man.
This journey is called beating ghosts and gods. The exorcism police are not called for nothing, they have their own set of tricks.
The old man stood up from the bed, ignored a few people, and rushed out the door, as if he had something to do.
Before Xu Qingyang's wicker could reach his body, the old man suddenly straightened up and lay down. All of this revealed something strange. He didn't want anyone to take action, and he couldn't do it.
Judging from the scene just now, it seems that he got up specifically to scare people.
"Shuoyang, what on earth is going on?" Yi Nan grabbed Lang Shuoyang's clothes and asked.
Lang Shuoyang stretched out his hand to explore the old man's body again, shook his head and said: "It shouldn't be, it doesn't look like a fake corpse, it looks like someone is controlling it. But the person controlling it is obviously not a Taoist, he is a half-pot, maybe.
I just received some advice from others." After saying that, he wrote a corpse-killing charm on the old man's body, and then went to look at the other corpses. Those hanging corpses were all delivered last night, including men, women, and old people.
There are many, and they all look the same when they die.
Lang Shuoyang said strangely: "It's said that the hanged ghost is looking for a substitute. It's impossible to find so many people? And they are all in the same place. What the hell is going on? Alas! If only Sister Zixuan was here, she must know
The reason for this!"
Xu Qingyang said: "Could someone want to deliberately disrupt public order and challenge the police?"
Yi Nan wondered: "Who could be so boring?"
Lang Shuoyang said: "What we have now is that there is such a subdued master in Liangang City. I am going to fight him to the death tomorrow and then sort out this case. Maybe this case is also related to him!"
Du Daming looked at the old man lying on the ground with some fear, and urged: "If we don't see anyone here, let's leave. You see, Yi Nan is freezing!"
Lang Shuoyang looked at Yi Nan, and his face was indeed a little blue. He reached out and took off his shirt and put it on Yi Nan, and said, "Then let's go first."
They walked out of the morgue, and the fat old man walked in and sneered: "Let's see if you dare to come. I won't scare you to death." He turned back to the corpse on the ground and said, "Don't blame me, I don't want to alarm you.
Your corpse, but my son is under control in prison. I dare not not listen to the prison guard!" After saying that, he took out a bell and shook it gently a few times, and muttered a few words, hoping to make the corpse listen to him.
He got up the spell and went back to bed, but after reciting it for a long time, the corpse didn't move at all. Lang Shuoyang's corpse suppressing charm suppressed the Yin energy of the corpse. The fat old man couldn't do it after being temporarily instructed by Gui Tongzi, so he had to work hard to remove the corpse by himself.
Carrying him to bed.
When Guo Mingjing saw Guo Zixiang again, he tried his best to control his emotions and said with a smile: "Son, do you remember you promised your uncle to visit him during May Day? He called yesterday and said he missed you."
Guo Zixiang smiled: "Dad, if you have nothing to do, just buy some things for me and send them over. I'm very busy recently."
Guo Mingjing also smiled and nodded in agreement, but his heart felt like bleeding. How could Guo Zixiang not know that he had no uncle at all?
Guo Mingjing was still unwilling to give up. He took a toothpick in his hand, walked over and patted Guo Zixiang on the shoulder, saying: "Don't tire yourself too much!" He stuck the toothpick on his neck. Guo Zixiang smiled again and said to his neck.
The toothpick on it has no feeling.
Guo Mingjing no longer had any doubts. He went to Guo Zixiang's bedroom, put a basin of warm water in the bathroom, secretly mixed the urine of the boy and girl that Lang Shuoyang gave him into the water, and then called to Guo Zixiang who was still downstairs, with a look on his face.
Fatherly look: "Go take a bath, I've put the water away. Tomorrow I'll go with you to get the Holy Source Book back. I've figured it out. I'm old, and you still have to keep the precious things."
appropriate."
Guo Zixiang's face was filled with joy. Although he was sure that he would get the treasure book from Guo Mingjing, he was still very happy to get it so easily. He agreed and went upstairs.
Taking off his clothes and lying in the bathtub, he also fantasized about rescuing the female ghost Dai'e and using this centuries-old ghost to work for him again. He didn't know what this female ghost looked like. If she was beautiful, there was no way she would stay with him in the future.
While he was thinking, he was rubbing his hands on his body, and suddenly a toothpick came off his neck. At the same time, he suddenly smelled a smell in the water in the bathtub. He was startled, and suddenly jumped out with a cry.
bathtub.
With a little thought, he understood everything in front of him. Needless to say, he had been exposed!
He got dressed and went downstairs quickly. He saw Guo Mingjing carrying his suitcase, making phone calls as he walked, and was about to go out. He quickly caught up and asked, "Dad, it's so late, where are you going?"
Guo Mingjing turned around and looked at the biological son he had raised for more than 20 years. He was already a murderous demon in his heart, and he couldn't help but feel chilled.
Without him having to say anything, Gui Tongzi had already understood everything in his eyes and laughed strangely: "Hey, it seems you already know everything!"