Yu Qingfeng burst into tears of gratitude and ignored the dagger on her neck. Her body was weak and she slowly slid down to sit on the ground.

"I am really possessed by Ding Chuanzong's ghost! But Miss Ding clearly said..."

Xia Feitao seemed to be displeased that Yu Qingfeng was so naive, so he knelt down and explained to Yu Qingfeng:

"Hmph, Ding Xiyao apparently gave in and wanted to cooperate with Jue Juezi's ritual, but I can see that she has her own plans. She is Ding Chuanzong's daughter, so she naturally hopes that Ding Chuanzong can take revenge. My people are following her.

She discovered that she had tampered with the instruments used by Jue Juezi to perform rituals. Moreover, she did not participate in this ritual, and now she is probably acting in secret to completely destroy this ritual."

"How could it be? She, she wasn't worried that I would do this..." Yu Qingfeng's eyes were red, and she clutched her chest and clothes in pain.

"How many days have you been friends with her? She is Ding Chuanzong's biological daughter, and she bears a blood feud."

"In other words, even if you don't come to kill me and the rituals can't save me, I still can't escape the fate of being possessed by Ding Chuanzong, avenging him, and then dying when his ghost leaves the body?"

"That's right. In a word, you will die sooner or later. It's better to die now to preserve the reputation of me and the entire Xia family."

Yu Qingfeng struggled to stand up and wiped her tears fiercely, "Save you? Could it be that you are Ding Chuanzong's enemy?"

Xia Feitao actually looked ashamed, sighed, and said sadly:

"My father, Xia Weifeng, was Ding Chuanzong's master twenty years ago. My father died of illness fifteen years ago, and my mother sought refuge with a Taoist master. Naturally, Ding Chuanzong could no longer seek revenge from him. The father's debt must be paid by the son, and Ding Chuanzong now wants to

If you want revenge, you can only seek revenge on me, and it may also involve some of my young daughters. If I were him, I would definitely cut off the family of my enemy."

Yu Qingfeng suddenly realized, "So that's it."

"Not only that, Taoist Master Jue Juezi also revealed that in seven days Ding Chuanzong's ghost will completely control your body, and as long as he kills you and burns your body within these seven days, you and Ding Chuanzong's ghost will both

Turn into ashes and disappear into smoke.”

"You still want to burn me?" Yu Qingfeng shivered with fear.

"That's right, I have ordered my men to set up firewood in the suburbs and prepared enough lamp oil to support the burning. I am just waiting for me to send your body there tonight. Tonight is the best opportunity for me, isn't it?"

Yu Qingfeng's eyes rolled around a few times, explaining her thinking process with poor acting skills, and then she suddenly realized it again.

"I understand, I understand everything! Xia Feitao, you wanted to destroy the Tomb of the Broken Head not only because you were afraid of Ding Chuanzong's revenge, but also because you wanted to destroy your father, Xia Weifeng, for stealing the disaster relief official's money and framing Ding Chuanzong's crime!

The head Onizuka is the evidence of guilt!"

Xia Feitao did not mention being surprised, but gave Yu Qingfeng a thumbs up.

"Miss Yu, you are so smart. If you weren't a mortal enemy, I really wouldn't have the heart to kill you. It's no wonder that those two adults are attracted to you, a mere maid. You are really a rare talented woman, worthy of being the number one in the dynasty.

Female official of Dali Temple."

When faced with the villain praising herself, Yu Qingfeng couldn't laugh or cry.

"I'd really like to hear how you came to think that it was my father who stole the five thousand taels of disaster relief official silver."

Yu Qingfeng rolled her eyes disdainfully, "What? You envy me for being so smart, and you want to learn from me before you die?"

"Don't want to say it? Are you in such a hurry to die?" Xia Feitao put the dagger on Yu Qingfeng's shoulder again.

Yu Qingfeng wanted to resist, but immediately felt dizzy, closed her eyes and leaned back.

"Don't tell me that you are completely powerless now. Even if you are not possessed, you, a weak woman, are no match for me."

Yu Qingfeng steeled herself and opened her eyes, "I don't want to tell you where Xia Weifeng's flaws are. Kill him or cut him into pieces, as you wish."

Classic routine from movies and TV shows: If you just ask for mercy, you will definitely die. If you just ask for death, you will definitely not die.

The villain not only dies from talking too much, but also dies from being curious.

Yu Qingfeng decided to take a gamble.

"Say it, tell it, I can give you a good time. If you don't tell it, I will let you experience what it means to live but not to die!"

Xia Weifeng became anxious and grabbed Yu Qingfeng's collar.

Now that the opponent has taken the bait, you might as well try another hard-to-get trick.

"Huh, do you really want to know? I advise you, it's best not to know. It won't do you any good."

"Speak quickly!" Xia Feitao moved his hand from the collar to his neck and pinched it hard.

Yu Qingfeng was shocked. Is this Xia Feitao trying to strangle her neck while trying to make her talk?

Yu Qingfeng nodded with difficulty and signaled Xia Feitao to let go.

Only then did Xia Feitao realize that he had indeed forced someone into a difficult position just now, and relaxed his strength.

"I said, I said," Yu Qingfeng coughed twice, "Actually, there are two reasons why I doubt Xia Weifeng. The first is Wu Xinyou, and the second is Zhou Lang."

"What's the meaning?"

"Let's talk about Wu Xiyou first. He was just a wandering Taoist priest at that time. How much money did he have? How come he founded Xiangyun Temple by himself shortly after Ding Chuanzong died in vain? Don't say that he relied on prestige. No matter how prestige he has, he must have money to establish his own sect.

What's more, he is just a charlatan, what kind of prestige can he have?"

"How do you know he's a charlatan?"

"In my opinion, those who advocate the theory of ghosts and gods are liars."

Xia Feitao sneered disdainfully, "In your current situation, do you still say such things?"

Yu Qingfeng did not respond and continued her analysis:

"The locals in Pingchuan County may not know that Taoist Wu Xinyou established his own sect and became the abbot of the Taoist temple soon. If Ding Xiyao hadn't appeared, I wouldn't have known. But now that I know, I guess that Wu Xinyou's self-employment money was

Isn't it the part of the disaster relief official's money that he got from sharing the spoils? In other words, although Wu Xinyou and the master who framed Ding Chuanzong appear to belong to two camps, in fact, they are in the same group? "

"Start your own business?"

Yu Qingfeng curled her lips and accidentally said something indiscriminately. Just jump over and continue.

"Next is Zhou Lang. Zhou Lang's murder case seems to be a frame-up at first glance. The murderer must be hidden in the tomb. In other words, either there are other exits in the tomb, or there is a hidden space."

"Are you so sure that Lou Anyi is not the murderer?" Xia Feitao disagreed.

Of course, Yu Qingfeng couldn't say that she was so sure because of the routines of film and television dramas. Since the male protagonist chose the case, there must be something hidden.

"That's right, the coffin weighs two to three hundred kilograms. Lou Anyi is a pampered fat man. How could he have the strength to lift it and crush people to death? Moreover, there is a description of Zhou Lang's corpse in the file. The people were crushed flat and bloody.

, except for the head that was not hit, the body is in a mess, it is definitely not the work of ordinary human beings."

Xia Feitao snorted coldly and stopped refuting.


Chapter completed!