After everyone dispersed, only the village officials and justice officials of the two villages were left, as well as Guan's wealthy family members.
Guan Youcai's family members were holding the portrait and were about to enter.
My brother yelled: "Get out of here!"
The man was startled, and then he was about to have an attack.
The village party secretary said: "Now we are not sure whether they killed the person.
If you enter someone's door with a photo of your body like this, who will allow you to wait outside?
Let's talk to them here." ” Although Guan Youcai's family members were very reluctant, they still withdrew because it was indeed very rude.
If it were other irrational people, they would have fought each other with fists and kicks.
Just imagine, for no reason, someone came to your house with a portrait of a deceased person to demand justice.
No one would be able to bear this tone.
"Old Taoist Priest, please forgive me.
My family is very sad because of this loss of life, so I did things without thinking."
The village party secretary said, "Guan Youcai is very popular in our village, and his pork business has never been short-lived."
Jin Shaoliang had no grudge against anyone else, but now he was killed.
It happened that this matter was tied up with him buying a Vietnamese bride.
I don’t think this is a coincidence."
"This Vietnamese bride didn't get married.
She paid 50,000 yuan to get it and even lost her life.
Guan Youcai was really miserable, so the whole village came together to seek justice for him.
And your cousin has many She is a big suspect, so I ask you to hand her over, and we will not use private agents.
As you said, our country is a society governed by law.
If you hand people over to the police, you will do whatever the country says."
This old man Taking retreat as an opportunity to advance, the ultimate goal is for us to hand over Yuelan.
My grandfather sighed.
There were cigarettes on the table.
He took out one and handed it to the old man.
He also lit one, took a deep puff and said, "I understand what you are saying.
We are also law-abiding people.
But I don't think that girl dares to kill anyone.
What's more, with her small body, she can kill a person who weighs less than 100 kilograms.
The butcher has been killing pigs for so many years.
I heard that she can handle a 200 kilograms of pigs by herself.
What do you think of that girl?
Kill him, how can anyone believe this?"
The old man also frowned slightly, holding the cigarette without lighting it.
He said: "Maybe they didn't kill him head-on, but they killed him while he was sleeping, or maybe they took advantage of him and wiped the butcher's neck with a knife."
My grandfather frowned slightly, looked at each other, then turned to the old man and said, "Butcher Guan died by having his throat cut with a sharp weapon."
"Yes, there is a big gap in the throat.
The forensic doctor who identified it said that the trachea was cut in half, which shows how deep it is."
The old man said with a twisted expression.
"Then how much strength do you think this is?
For a girl, you saw it that day.
Can she have such strength?"
my grandfather asked.
I feel like my grandpa is completely lost when he practices Tai Chi like this.
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Cutting his throat with a sharp weapon, isn’t this Yuelan’s trump card?
"Believe it or not, what is the motive?
This woman probably hates Guan Youcai to the core, but the twenty-five thousand you paid was also taken away."
The old man said, "Where is Wu Yuelan?"
"I left that night."
My grandfather said with a serious face: "We were afraid that Guan Butcher would bother her again, so we said she was leaving, so we didn't try to persuade her to stay.
We gave her some travel expenses and said we were going back to our hometown.
I have her here.
The address of her hometown, but there is no one in her hometown, I don’t know if she has gone back.”
"This" the old man's face was pale and pale, and he looked at my grandfather in a daze, but my grandfather seemed to be telling the truth, and he didn't dare to doubt it.
While we were talking, there were police sirens outside, and we knew the police were coming.
After the police came, they asked us some questions, but we had evidence of alibi.
My grandfather said that we went up to the mountain to help the archaeologists, and they could all testify.
We were not at home the whole night.
The police asked about Yue Lan, and my grandfather really gave her the address.
I don’t know whether the address was real or fake, but my grandfather’s courage to give it to the police showed that he had a plan in mind.
The police didn't make things difficult for us, they just asked us not to travel far these days.
If we needed help with the investigation, they would come to our door or call us to go to the police station.
My grandfather said that we should either stay at home or help out in Shangwucun, and we wouldn’t go far.
After the police finished recording the transcript, the people in Xiaguan Village were also confused.
The police didn't do anything to us, and they seemed to have no excuse to make things difficult for us anymore.
Then the old man thought of something else.
He said: "Old Taoist Priest , you are a well-known Taoist priest from all over the country, and all weddings and funerals in Xiaguan Village come to you.
Now that Guan Youcai has gone, you should also help go and have a look, do a ritual or something, what do you think?"
"Guan Youcai's body must have been taken to the morgue by the police right now.
You can't see it specifically, but we can do a ritual and find his soul and ask about it."
My grandfather said, stroking his beard.
"That's good.
It would be best if his soul comes back and tells us who the murderer is."
The old man clapped his hands.
But I feel like we fell into his trap.
I don’t know why grandpa agreed to him.
That night, it was almost early in the morning, and the soul-calling ritual was performed in front of Guan Butcher's house.
The sky is clear and the earth is bright, the three pure spirits appear, and the five ghosts in the four directions listen to the talismans and obey the orders, and quickly recruit the souls of those who have wealth.
The divine soldiers are as urgent as the laws and orders.
My grandfather held the copper coin sword in his hand and shook the soul-calling bell in his left hand.
After chanting the incantation, my brother burned the five ghost figures and a few yellow talismans.
There is a soul-calling flag on the table, which is a bamboo branch with a paper figure cut from white paper hanging on it.
On the paper figure are the birth and birth dates of wealth, the exact time of death, and the person's place, etc.
The more detailed the information on the soul-calling banner is, the better it will be for the soul-calling party and the easier it will be to summon the soul.
According to grandpa, there are too many people with the same name and surname, and people born in the same year, month and day.
If I don’t give details, it is possible to recruit someone with the same name and surname, but he is not the victim.
It’s just that at this moment, the soul-calling flag has been swaying in the dark wind for a long time, but Guan Youcai’s soul is not visible.
I can’t see it, and others certainly can’t see it, but my grandfather and my brother definitely know whether the soul is coming.
From their expressions, it seemed that they had not found their souls, and I saw my grandfather’s brows furrowed.
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This soul-calling ceremony is not a very profound ritual.
My grandfather used to do it often, and he tried it every time, but he didn't expect it to fail this time.
I slapped my forehead, that's not right.
Although I can't see it, I can feel it.
The undead glowed green under my induction, but what I was afraid of was that Guan Youcai died in vain, and I must have great resentment in my heart.
I was afraid that after death, I would not be an undead, but become a fierce ghost.
I slowly closed my eyes and sensed everything around me.
The range of my induction is still too small, probably only fifty or sixty meters, otherwise that damn Lao Wang wouldn't have taken advantage of me.
Those ambush soldiers were hiding a hundred meters away, so I couldn't sense them, which was really embarrassing.
At this moment, under my induction, it turned out to be a gray area.
It was a bit heavy in yin energy, with no green light, and no light above dark gray.
I feel that my grandfather’s soul-calling ritual failed because he did not attract Guan Youcai’s soul
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