Chapter 116 There is another mystery under the bed
Led by the policeman, we walked to the door of Muramasa's house.
The courtyard door was wide open. Chen Qingqiao was sitting in the main room, talking to Yun Qiuhe, who was wearing men's clothing. Sitting next to him were two old men and a middle-aged man in police uniform. When he saw Zhang Wenfeng stepping into the courtyard threshold, Yun Qingqiao
Qiu He stood up and came out.
Everyone else quickly got up and followed him out.
"Master Yun."
"Master Zhang!"
The two smiled, clasped their fists in greeting, and called each other "sir," with a hint of teasing between acquaintances.
In front of outsiders, calling yourself an adult seems more formal.
After a few words of greetings, and after Yun Qiuhe's introduction, Zhang Wenfeng clasped his fists and greeted the haggard-looking village leader, village elder, and Xiao Ba. Immediately, Yun Qiuhe greeted Zhang and Chen into a separate wing on the west side and said something.
It is not appropriate to talk in front of outsiders.
Without too much courtesy, Yun Qiuhe took out a stack of files from his pocket and handed it to Zhang Wenfeng, saying: "You take a look first. I went to the village yesterday afternoon and led people to search for clues. I also made some arrangements in the evening, but the murderer still let
The thing quietly murdered a villager."
Zhang Wenfeng flipped through the scrawled pages, handed them to Chen Qingqiao, who was sitting across from him, and asked: "What do you think caused the case?"
Several key points about the evil objects were obliterated with ink.
He guessed that Yun Qiuhe had found some useful clues.
Yun Qiuhe glanced at Chen Qingqiao, then looked at Guanzhu Zhang, shook his head and smiled bitterly, saying:
"That thing is very cunning. Yesterday, I asked several of my men who are proficient in drawing talismans to quickly make a batch of exorcism talismans. They pasted yellow talismans on more than 50 doors in front of and behind the houses, and also scattered them in front of, in front of, and outside the yard.
Realgar, glutinous rice, cinnabar and other materials were left undisturbed in three houses. I led people to ambush those three houses. As a result, I waited all night in vain and failed to prevent the evil things from harming people."
Zhang Wenfeng asked: "Do you suspect that it was not a ghost who committed the crime?"
Yun Qiuhe rolled his eyes at him and said: "There are no outsiders here. Zhang Guanzhu, you are an expert in catching ghosts. Don't pretend. Do you know what I am guarding against with my arrangement? There is no ghost spirit in the village. The yellow talisman is posted to appease
Villagers.
I used a magic weapon to investigate and found out that it was a monster causing trouble. I just don’t know what kind of monster it is?
I specially used the hunting dogs I brought to search for scents at the riverside and in the houses. The hunting dogs were frightened and barked and couldn't find where the monster was hiding."
Zhang Wenfeng nodded in agreement and said, "It was indeed done by a monster."
Seeing that Chen Qingqiao had read the draft record, he suggested: "Let's go to the three crime scenes together, starting with the one where the person was killed last night. We will search for clues, confirm the type of monster, and then make arrangements accordingly."
Yun Qiuhe's various arrangements last night were not wrong, and they were quite comprehensive.
But if it was the moon-watching eel demon he suspected, these conventional methods would have no effect.
Yun Qiuhe, who had just arrived in confusion, was so sure of what Zhang Guanzhu said. When he saw Zhang Wenfeng opening the door and walking out, he had no choice but to suppress his doubts and follow him out, calling the village leader, the village elder and Mr. Xiao together.
A group of seven or eight people and a donkey came to the courtyard of a house in the east of the village where a white cloth was hung.
The village elder knocked on the closed firewood door.
The person who opened the door was a boy of fourteen and a half years old. He was wearing linen and wearing filial piety. His eyes were red and swollen. He muttered "Second uncle", knelt down to the side and knelt down to the ground as a filial son.
The village boss crossed the threshold, supported the young man, and said: "My condolences..."
A woman's cry came from the main room, which made her look even more miserable.
An old man with a stooped back and a short brown patchwork came out of the main room and bowed to the group of people who were approaching. The wrinkles on his face were miserable and his old eyes contained a bag of tears.
The village elder and Muramasa stepped forward to support the old man, said a few words of comfort, and made way for him.
Zhang Wenfeng and Chen Qingqiao, two serious Taoist priests, walked into the hall door, took two sticks of incense and burned them. They did not immediately inquire about the case. They stood in front of the simple mourning hall and chanted scriptures about salvation and the afterlife.
Reciting sutras is their duty as Taoist priests, and investigating cases is their duty.
Yun Qiuhe was a Taoist monk who was not good at Buddhist rituals, so she stayed in the courtyard and refused to go in. This case made her feel quite depressed.
When you get to the back, you can hear no crying, only the chanting of scriptures, along with the smoke of incense sticks and paper money, soothing the hearts of those who have suffered unreasonable disasters.
The souls that are saved by rituals are actually the living people who are comforted.
The donkey carries the sleeping badger cub and the viewer's bamboo hat on its back, walking around in the dilapidated yard.
It sniffs this person and approaches that person to smell it. No one will be wary of a harmless donkey.
After the meditator finished reciting the sutra, he uncovered the white cloth and examined it.
The children, old men, and women in the hall all came out to wait in the yard. The woman went to the kitchen to boil water for the guests. When she passed by the donkey, the donkey sniffed.
There is something evil about this woman.
Donkey followed to the kitchen door and carefully checked with the evil eye technique, but found no sign of cultivation on the woman.
It's really strange. Could it be the evil spirit left by the woman's contact with the dead?
It sniffed the people in the yard one by one. The old man also had a faint evil spirit, but the others did not.
The message conveyed its discovery to the patrons who were busy in the main room.
Zhang Wenfeng wiped the inner socket of the deceased's elbow and the gaps between his fingers with a cloth strip. There was some mucus with a light fishy smell remaining on it. Hearing the donkey's voice, he put the cloth strip as evidence into a small porcelain bottle and put the stopper on it.
Cover the deceased with a white cloth.
Yun Qiuhe watched Guanzhu Zhang finish his work.
"Which room is it?"
Zhang Wenfeng glanced at the deceased and asked.
Yun Qiuhe led the two of them into the east bedroom. She had just checked it in the morning and found no useful clues.
Zhang Wenfeng uncovered the patched thick cloth quilt, and a human-shaped wet mark was left on the outward position of the cloth quilt. It was not completely dry. He pulled the cloth quilt away, looked at the straw on it for a moment, restored it to its original shape, and walked around the bed again.
He looked around before and after, and finally got down and explored under the bed.
He saw a hole, about the size of two fingers, at the back of the bed.
"Come on, Guanzhu Chen, lend a hand and let's move the bed."
The bed frame was rather old and he was worried that it would fall apart when he pushed it alone.
Although Chen Qingqiao was older than the two of them, he did not talk nonsense and hurriedly stepped forward and worked with Zhang Guanzhu to carefully move the bed away to expose the hole.
Yun Qiuhe looked at the line of slime left on the edge of the hole that had not yet dried, and understood everything. He gritted his teeth in anger. The monster bypassed her arrangement and got in from the ground to harm people.
With her Qi returning, she took out a compass instrument the size of a small bowl from her sleeve, poured Yuan Qi into it and carefully checked the aura at the entrance of the cave. She was sure it was a demonic aura, but she didn't know what kind of demon it was, but it could burrow into the ground and crawl around, leaving behind
The scope of the slime monster suddenly shrank a lot, and she was thinking hard.
Zhang Wenfeng squatted down, wiped the traces of mucus with a piece of cloth, rubbed it with his right index finger, and put away the evidence.
Restored bed with Chen Qingqiao.
"Let's go and see the two families who were killed two nights ago. Are there any holes under the bed?"
"Wait a minute, Guanzhu Zhang, have you already found the monster's heel?"
Yun Qiuhe blamed himself for not being careful enough and asked.
Zhang Wenfeng turned around and looked at the impatient and expectant woman in men's clothing. He nodded slightly and said, "We still need to confirm. Let's talk about it later when we get back."
Yun Qiuhe's worried heart was mostly relieved. Since Zhang Guanzhu said this, he was very confident.
After walking out of the main room, Zhang Wenfeng walked around the yard and chatted for a while with the deceased's father, an old man with a sad face.
I found out that the woman was the wife of the deceased. Due to the special situation, no one dared to change the clothes of the deceased who was killed by evil spirits. It was the woman who took care of it.
After understanding the situation, Zhang Wenfeng said "disturbing the master's family", turned around and walked out with Yun Qiuhe and Chen Qingqiao, who had been cooperating in doing things so as not to steal the limelight.
The woman's greeting came from the kitchen: "Sir, it's hard to recite sutras and practice. Please have a bowl of hot tea before leaving."
The donkey sent a message: "Be careful, Lord. Even if this woman changed clothes for the deceased, I saw her washing her hands when she entered the kitchen just now. The smell should be very small. The evil spirit on her body is better than the evil spirit wafting out of the main room."
Much more angry."
When Zhang Wenfeng saw the woman who poked her head out, her hair was unkempt and her skin was tanned by years of hard work. He excused himself and said, "I accept it. I still have official duties, so I don't dare to delay. Thank you for being so polite!"
I sighed secretly in my heart, this woman is indeed virtuous, but it is a pity that her life is miserable.
He knew that the woman was not an accomplice of the monster, but that she had been harmed by the monster and her innocence had been compromised without even realizing it.
The three bowls of frosted sugar water should be reserved for the host's guests.