The Feng Shui master Xia Yue found was named Xie, and his name was Xie Zhi. Ye Caitang chatted with him for a few words and concluded that he was a good gentleman.

Liu Sha listened attentively and said with admiration: "Xiaoye, you even know Feng Shui."

"I do not understand."

Liu Sha didn't understand: "Then it was good for you to chat with Mr. Xie. I think what he said was sound to you, and you said that this gentleman is good?"

Wang Tong chuckled at the side: "What Xiao Xia means is that Mr. Xie is good-looking, right?"

Xie Zhi is very young and good-looking. He is dressed in a green shirt and has a gentle manner. He looks like a handsome scholar rather than a Feng Shui master.

"She looks pretty good, but not as good as us adults."

Ye Caitang did not deny this, but in order to cover up his superficiality, he still explained: "And I am not a person who values ​​faces. I think he is good because every word he says touches my heart."

Be a Feng Shui master or fortune teller. The focus of your business is not what you can calculate, but whether you can satisfy your customers.

Ye Caitang was very satisfied. Even though she didn't believe a word of it, she also felt that what Mr. Xie said made sense.

"In case someone comes, just fool him like this." Ye Caitang encouraged: "Master, you are very good at fooling me. I will ask Mr. Xia to give you more money later."

It seems to be a boast, but the boast is not obvious.

The expression on Xie Zhi's face was very complicated. He didn't know whether to thank Ye Caitang or her whole family.

After the ceremony, no one came to claim it, so Xia Yue gave the order to open the grave.

It is said to be a grave, but in fact it is just a mound. In this mass grave, if you can pile up a mound, it is already a good grave. Even if there are corpses inside, most of them will not have coffins.

The most difficult thing about digging a grave is the psychological barrier. As long as you overcome this, the grave will be dug in a few clicks.

After digging a few times, I felt something was wrong. After digging again, the yamen officer exclaimed: "Sir, the tomb is empty."

As expected, this was just a pile of dirt, with no corpses inside.

In the mound, there is an old piece of clothing.

Ye Caitang hurried over, dug out the clothes from the mound, patted the soil on them clean, looked at them carefully, and confirmed: "Yes, these are Lin Ling's old clothes."

This is not Lin Ling’s grave, this is her tomb. Who is worshiping her?

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and then became excited.

Although the murderer was bold enough to kill someone, he was a little timid after killing someone. He even deceived himself into giving the deceased a cenotaph. Was he afraid that she would turn into a ghost and seek her life?

"Go to Xiaogang Village and check door to door. Who bought Yuanbao paper money in the past two days? Who went out in the middle of the night last night? They all matched up. Then I asked where Lin Ling was doing in the afternoon when she died.

"

After a few pairs, the range will gradually narrow.

Although Xiaogang Village seems to have a lot of people at first glance, except for the old, weak, sick and disabled, there are only a limited number of young and middle-aged people who have the ability to kill and hang Lin Ling.

Ye Caitang said hurriedly: "I saw Lin Ling wearing this dress this year. She must have gotten it from her mother in the past few days. I went to ask her mother, but someone went around asking for Lin Ling's things.

"

Everyone felt that their eyes were bright. They had been dizzy for the past few days, and the fog was about to lift.

"If this case is solved, Xiaoye will be the first to take the credit." Liu Sha only took a nap last night and was very excited now: "Sir, you have to give Xiaoye a big reward..."

Ye Caitang was also very happy and felt relieved.

Whether she appreciates it or not is another matter. Lin Ling is a rare friend in her generation. If she refuses to die in peace, she will be uneasy for the rest of her life.

Lin Ling's body is still at the sixth door. Regardless of whether the case is solved or not, it will need to be buried in the next few days. She doesn't want Lin Ling to keep her eyes open when she is buried. She also doesn't want Lin Ling's mother, who has white hair, to be given black hair.

People, but they don’t even know who the murderer is.

This tomb has no meaning. No one cares about the sacrifices now. Only Ye Caitang patted Lin Ling's clothes clean, collected them and planned to take them away.

Suddenly, I heard Xie Zhi who was standing nearby let out a sigh.

In a mass grave, no matter what the government arrests you, the Feng Shui master is the one who has the most say.

Ye Caitang immediately said: "What did Mr. Xie discover?"

At Xie Zhi's feet was a wooden sign pulled out of the mound, with the word Lin Ling written on it.

Xie Zhi knelt down, picked up the wooden sign and looked at it carefully, and then said, "I know this word."

These words were like the sound of nature. Ye Caitang's eyes lit up and everyone gathered around him.

Xia Yue was also a little surprised: "Mr. Xie, do you know this word?"

"Yes." Xie Zhi said: "We are all colleagues, and I am very familiar with this word. It is the name of Lao Jin. He lives in Xiaogang Village. When I looked at it just now, I felt that the sacrificial display looked familiar, but there was something missing.

There are a few weird things, so I’m not sure it’s him.”

There are certain things to pay attention to when offering sacrifices, such as how many incense sticks and bowls are used, whether they are meat or vegetarian, and how they are arranged in the appropriate directions.

Everyone has their own specialties. A layman can't see anything, but colleagues can tell who they are at a glance.

The capital is so big, so naturally there is more than one Feng Shui master, and those who are slightly famous are all familiar with each other.

Mr. Jin, whose name is Jin Zhengli, is also well-known in the Feng Shui circle. He and Xie Zhi are not close to each other, but they can exchange knowledge. Some large-scale sacrificial and blessing masters require the cooperation of many people.

Xia Yue, Wang Tong and others looked at Ye Caitang and thanked him inexplicably. Ye Caitang turned his head away with a guilty conscience.

Well, she admitted that it was her problem. Because a lot of things were taken from the grave last night.

Seeing Ye Caitang's guilty and pitiful look, everyone couldn't say anything more. Xia Yue said, "Mr. Xie knows where he lives."

Xie Zhi naturally recognized him and immediately led everyone there.

If this person bought these Yuanbao paper money from Kim Jong-li and asked him to point out the types of sacrifices, he would know after just asking.

A large group of people soon arrived at Xiaogang Village. Xie Zhi had visited Kim Jong-li's home several times. He was also well-known in the village and was very easy to find.

At this time, Kim Jong-li was at home. When he heard a knock on the door and opened the door, everyone on both sides was shocked.

"This is Master Jin." Ye Caitang murmured: "No wonder I felt familiar when I looked at the back last night. I have indeed seen him before."

This Master Jin was none other than the master invited by Lu Waibei. He was the master who performed the ritual at the door of the Meng family's old house that day.

When Kim Jong-li opened the door and took a look, he was stunned for a moment: "Are you... from the Six Doors?"

People from Liumen came and went in and out of the Meng family's old house in those days. Although Kim Jong-li didn't know the specific person, he looked familiar.
Chapter completed!