But after thinking about it carefully, Fang Yaozu understood what Lin Xiaofeng wanted to say.
Fang Yaozu frowned: "They are indeed surprised that Li Ermazi turned into a zombie and came back to kill people, but no one seems to question this nonsense."
"Yes." Lin Xiaofeng nodded: "When an ordinary person encounters this kind of thing, he will definitely doubt the authenticity of the matter at the first moment. Corpse killing, even if ordinary people take over, it will take a long transformation process.
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"But these villagers don't doubt it at all." Lin Xiaofeng said.
Fang Yaozu asked: "Do you think it was these villagers who turned Li Ermazi into a fire walking corpse?"
Lin Xiaofeng shook his head: "That's not necessarily true, but they should know something."
In fact, this is just a guess, but the reaction of the villagers is a bit too strange. If that were the case, Lin Xiaofeng would not continue to investigate, but this is the Fire Walking Corpse.
The conditions for the formation of fire zombies are too harsh. If they were formed naturally, how could it be such a coincidence?
The combination of the two made Lin Xiaofeng's doubts even deeper.
Soon, everyone arrived at Li Ermazi's tomb halfway up the mountain.
The tomb was very sloppy, and it was obvious that it had just been buried in a hurry.
A large hole has appeared in the middle of the tomb. Judging from the traces, it is obvious that the fire zombie crawled out on its own.
Lin Xiaofeng observed the surroundings for a while, and the villager couldn't help but said: "Police officers, if nothing happens, let's go back as soon as possible. Something like this happened just now in this barren mountain. Staying here makes me feel panicked."
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A policeman scolded: "Didn't you see that the Heavenly Master is here? What are you afraid of? Is it possible that there is something wrong with you?"
Lin Xiaofeng asked the villagers: "Who picked this tomb for Li Ermazi?"
The villager replied: "Just find a random place and dig a hole to bury him. Is it possible to pick a geomantic treasure for him?"
“Isn’t the ‘Feng Shui Treasure Land’ you picked?” Lin Xiaofeng said with a smile: “Can this kind of dry land be used to bury people?”
"Dry land?" The surrounding police officers looked over.
Lin Xiaofeng explained: "For ordinary people, when they are buried, they don't want to choose a geomantic treasure place to hide the front and collect the energy, but at least they have to have some moisture."
As he spoke, he squatted down and grabbed a handful of soil. The soil shattered into pieces with a pinch, without any moisture at all.
"You can't bury people in this kind of place." Lin Xiaofeng continued: "Besides, you are still growing willow trees next to the tomb."
Willow trees are trees with a strong yin energy. Since ancient times, there has been a saying that drinking willow leaves can help you see ghosts.
"These willow trees have dried up at this time, precisely because all the yin energy in the trees has gathered into the shrubs." Lin Xiaofeng paused and said: "If I guess correctly, every day during the day, you will also put a
A Bagua mirror can help the corpse inside absorb the fire energy and practice fire walking, right?"
The villager turned pale and shook his head desperately: "I don't know anything, I don't know."
Fang Yaozu said at this time: "If you tell me honestly, I guarantee that nothing will happen to you. If you still don't tell me, the problem will be much more serious by then, and you may be sentenced to life imprisonment."
The villager couldn't help but said: "How is it possible that you lied to me? You will be sentenced even if you don't say anything?"
After hearing what the villagers said, Lin Xiaofeng and Fang Yaozu both showed a hint of joy. Originally, Lin Xiaofeng said so much just to deceive this person.
After all, there is no evidence at all. Is it possible that we can still give in?
Taking advantage of the man's reluctance, Fang Yaozu hurriedly said: "Don't worry, I am the deputy director of the Chengdu Public Security Bureau. So many people have heard the promise I made to you. Is it possible that you can still regret it?"
The villager frowned, obviously still thinking about it.
"Arrest all the people in the village and take them back for questioning." Fang Yaozu said loudly to the policeman on the side.
The villager hurriedly said: "No, actually this matter has nothing to do with most people."
After a pause, the villager glanced at Fang Yaozu: "Are you sure I said nothing will happen?"
"I promise." Fang Yaozu nodded.
The villager gritted his teeth and said, "Actually, this is what happened."
Then, the name of the village was mentioned.
It turns out that everything has to start from the last century.
At that time, the largest family in the Dongjia village was named Dong, and 90% of the land in the village belonged to the Dong family.
At that time, the Dong family was the big landowner and rich man in the area.
The old man of the Dong family had long been tired of being such a small landowner in the countryside. He wanted to go to the city to do business several times, but failed.
Then a Feng Shui magician came and told Mr. Dong a method to seize luck.
This luck-taking bureau was installed in the back garden of Dong's yard. Since the luck-taking bureau started, all the other villagers in the village have had bad luck.
Often old people die suddenly while getting married, or young people get seriously ill.
On the contrary, the Dong family was prosperous and prosperous, and some members of the family even became officials in the city.
Luck-stealing bureau is a very vicious method, which is to snatch away all the luck from other people's families.
However, the Feng Shui masters at that time said that this method was too damaging to one's moral character, and if it was not handled properly, it would lead to the loss of children and grandchildren.
Let the old man of the Dong family use it for a year. When the business is stable, he will have to get rid of this luck-stirring game and give up half of the family's wealth to other people in the village.
At first, the old man of the Dong family regarded the words of the Feng Shui magician as his life creed. When the fortune first started, he really thought so.
But a year later, the old man of the Dong family was blinded by wealth. How could he be willing to give away half of such a huge family property? Let alone remove the luck-grabbing bureau that made the Dong family prosperous.
The old man of the Dong family naturally forgot what the Yin Yang Warlock said.
Coincidentally, just one year later, the youngest son of the Dong family was drinking with someone and accidentally revealed the family's luck-stirring incident.
This incident naturally made the whole village furious.
Over the past year, the whole village has been in a state of misfortune. The Dong family has become as rich as if they had stepped on the bad luck. Who would be willing to change it?
All the villagers started making a fuss, and the Dong family could only dismantle the luck-seizing game with great distress.
The villagers asked the Dong family to compensate. In fact, the amount of compensation requested was not high. It was only one-third of the Dong family's wealth at most. But how could the Dong family be willing?
Besides, the Dong family at that time had many servants and thugs. If there was any trouble, the only ones who would suffer would be the simple villagers.
In addition, 90% of the fields in the village belong to the Dong family, and the villagers also understand that they will not gain anything if the quarrel continues.
But not long after, a violent storm swept across the country.
If it was a landowner family that usually gave away money and was approachable, they could barely get by, but the Dong family couldn't. After all, these villagers already had a grudge against the Dong family, not to mention that now they had a reason to deal with him openly.