Lu Yun has been dead for some time.

Although the corpse was not as bad as Miss Li's, the limbs were as stiff as iron, and most of the flesh and blood was rotten.

After taking a brief look at Lu Yun's corpse, Han Xiangzi suddenly took a shot with his palm, took some of the latter's factor threads from the corpse in front of him, and threw them into his sleeve robe.

He Shuxiu met Lu's mother and knew that Han Xiangzi was casting a spell, so he kept silent.

Little did I know.

At this moment, under the observation of Han Xiangzi with the power of his spiritual thoughts, Lu Yun's factor thread wandered in his sleeves and robes for a while, but it never reflected the remaining human skins.

Unexpectedly, Han Xiangzi felt a sudden change in his heart.

What does this mean?

Han Xiangzi knew it very well.

That means there’s no trace of Lu Yun’s human skin in his sleeves!

In other words, Lu Yun was not killed by the Painted Skin Ghost!

So how did she die?

Could it be that someone killed Lu Yun and took off her human skin to escape the blame by pretending to be a ghost?

For a moment, many thoughts flashed through Han Xiangzi's mind.

"Dao Zhang Han, what's wrong?"

He Shuxiu saw that Han Xiangzi had not responded for a while, so he whispered.

"He Xiucai, do you know whether your fiancée Lu Yun had any grudges with anyone during her lifetime?"

Han Xiangzi stopped casting spells.

"Yunniang is usually gentle and kind-hearted, and she won't make grudges with others."

He Shuxiu shook his head.

"What about Granny Lu?"

Seeing that He Shuxiu didn't know, Han Xiangzi looked at Lu's mother.

When asked suddenly by Taoist Master Han, Mother Lu's eyes suddenly dodge, and when she spoke, her words were inconsistent:

"Wasn't Yun Niang killed by a ghost?"

"No, no! Yun Niang has never...never had a grudge against anyone."

Mother Lu's appearance made Han Xiangzi not only aware that something was wrong.

Even He Shuxiu found it strange.

He took Lu's mother's hand and comforted him:

"Aunt Lu, it's about Yun Niang, you have to make it clear."

"Yunniang, does she really have no grudges against others?"

"No!"

Mother Lu rejected it outright.

Han Xiangzi knew that Mother Lu must know something, but she was still unwilling to reveal it.

For this reason, it was inconvenient for him to ask more questions.

However, He Shuxiu was anxious and begged:

"Taoist Master Han, can you perform cosmetic surgery for Yun Niang?"

"Yun Niang was not killed by a ghost. Pindao doesn't have her human skin here. He wants to mend it, but he can't do anything."

"As long as we find her human skin."

Han Xiangzi smiled bitterly.

"How...how could this happen?!"

"Didn't Yun Niang die after being stripped of human skin by ghosts?"

"Such acts are so cruel that they must be committed by ghosts! Could it be that the murderer is someone else?"

Hearing this, He Shuxiu was shocked. He felt his legs were weak and said in disbelief.

He always believed that Lu Yun’s death was caused by ghosts!

But today, Taoist Master Han’s words changed his previous thoughts!

He Shuxiu is a scholar after all, and he is very organized.

I accidentally guessed another possibility.

When Lu's mother heard this, her face suddenly became panicked. First she couldn't stop crying, and then she kept whimpering. Her tired body slowly shook, gradually stooped, and finally collapsed to the ground.

At the same time, her crying became louder.

The sad cry spread throughout Juying Village, making those who heard it feel heartbroken and shed tears.

Han Xiangzi stood in the room, deeply touched.

I originally wanted to ask Mother Lu about something, but in the end I held back.

Now, if we want to find out the cause of Lu Yun's death, we can only find another way.

Fortunately, Han Xiangzi had read the files and knew that Lu Yun died in Juying Mountain.

If you want to know the ins and outs of this matter, you can only ask the local mountain god.

Although Juying Mountain spans several counties, it stretches for more than a hundred miles.

Han Xiangzi is not sure yet whether there is a mountain god living there.

But there is definitely land.

Thinking of this, Han Xiangzi slowly walked out of Lu Yun's mourning hall.

In the current situation, he could only gain something by letting the two of them calm down and come back at this time.

However, when Han Xiangzi left the Lu family, the more he listened to Lu's mother's cries, the more he felt palpitating.

In spite of himself, a warning sign suddenly appeared in his heart.

……

After leaving the Lu family, Han Xiangzi wanted to rush to the county seat and pay homage to the Earth God in the Earth Temple.

As a result, before leaving the village entrance, a temple was discovered in a deserted area.

This temple is not very big and not very impressive.

Looking from a distance, there is not even a temple gate, only a clay statue standing in front of the temple.

There are some fruits and incense candles in front of you.

Han Xiangzi took a closer look at the clay statue. It was a mountain ghost with the head of a python, holding a steel fork, and wearing feathers on its head. It looked angry and glared at the world.

"It's actually a mountain temple?"

"Could it be the mountain god of Juying Mountain?"

Han Xiangzi walked up to it and looked at the tablet in the temple that had the words "Zhongyuefu Mountain God Ganji" written on it. There was also a couplet in front of the door.

Cangshan Mountain contains pearls and jade,

The green river flows with silver and gold.

Han Xiangzi stood in front of the temple, pondered for a moment, and suddenly his heart skipped a beat.

I saw him picking up a handful of loess from the ground, rubbing it with his hands, and it turned into a stick of earth incense.

I rubbed the earthy incense with my fingers.

At the same time, under the blessing of Han Xiangzi's magic power, the auspicious mist in his soul overflowed and the nine-color lotus immediately emitted some incense and wish power, and then passed over and stayed on the earthy incense.

After a while, the stick of earthen incense started to ignite spontaneously, emitting wisps of green smoke.

The smoke is getting thicker and thicker, and as the cigarette smoke lingers, the mountain temple suddenly becomes blurry.

At this moment, Han Xiangzi suddenly noticed that the nose of the statue in front of him moved slightly, as if he smelled something delicious.

The evil look on his face now makes him look much gentler.

Then, the surrounding scene suddenly changed. Without the sun, moon and stars, it seemed as if the heaven and earth had dimmed.

Somehow, Han Xiangzi felt that he would sink forever.

On the other side, an illusory energy came out of the body, but it was Han Xiangzi's soul that drifted into the statue.

"Huh?"

"I thought it was some immortal who came here to reminisce about the past with me? Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a little Taoist priest who has not yet reached the realm of a real person."

"But such a rich and pure incense has so much power that it's really easy to inhale."

Before Han Xiangzi could come to his senses, he heard the sound of urn in his ears.

Opening his eyes, he suddenly found himself in an empty and majestic hall.

A man with the head of a python and the body of a python is standing in front of him and speaking.

That face is clearly the mountain god of Mount Ying!

However, he is much taller and more powerful than the statues in the temple.

"Xiao Dao Han Xiangzi has seen the mountain god of Juying Mountain!"

"I hope the mountain god will forgive me for disturbing you."

Seeing this ghost, Han Xiangzi immediately saluted respectfully.

"Seeing that you, a little Taoist priest, still understand etiquette and offer such good incense and vows, I will not punish you for your recklessness."

"Did you know that your soul escaped from the shell without being baptized by Sanhua, but you committed a big taboo."

The mountain god of Juying Mountain looked at Han Xiangzi with a hint of questioning.

He could see that Han Xiangzi was very talented and was good at asking immortals, otherwise he would not have such pure incense and desire.

Most likely they are descendants of some cave in the human world.

If he died here, it would be hard for him, a little mountain god, to explain to others.

But he is still a mountain god after all, and he must maintain the majesty of the immortal family.

"Xiaodao understands."

"It's just that the situation is urgent and Pindao can't help himself."

Han Xiangzi lowered his head and smiled bitterly.

"What is so important that you are willing to take such a big risk? Let me tell you."

The mountain god of Juying Mountain asked curiously.

"It's a matter of human life." Han Xiangzi said solemnly.

"Human life?"

"Where's the human life? I don't care about mortal affairs, unless it's..."

The mountain god was stunned for a moment. After a moment, he seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes were like bells.

"Yes, it is the human life in Juying Mountain under the protection of the mountain god!"

Han Xiangzi understood and blurted out.

……
Chapter completed!