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Chapter 115 There are clues by the river, not like ghosts

Zhang Wenfeng stood up and said, "Without further delay, I'm getting ready to go."

Chen Qingqiao listened silently to the side, and the conversation between the two did not avoid him, the newly joined law enforcement guard of the guest. After the matter was finished, he stood up and clasped his fists to ask for orders: "Dean Wu, Guanzhu Zhang, can you let me handle the case together and start the attack?" I can still do the errands."

Others were afraid of causing trouble, so he actively recommended himself.

Wu Qianping looked at Zhang Wenfeng, asking for his opinion with his eyes, indicating that since the case was trusted and handed over to Brother Zhang, he would not interfere too much.

"Guanzhu Chen, you are so humble. With Guanzhu Chen's help, I believe that this case will soon come to light. You first have a look at the files to understand the facts of the case. I will go and collect a few items that will be used in handling the case."

Zhang Wenfeng did not refuse and handed the file to Chen Qingqiao who took the initiative to do something.

Affected by the clues about the Xiheshan case, his first impression of Chen Guanzhu, whose demeanor, conversation and bearing were impeccable, was not very good, but he could not deny someone with prejudice.

He also saw that Master Wu wanted to employ people and wished that he could use as many people as possible.

So, it's a mule or a horse, pull it out and run around.

He went out for a trip and came back soon to say goodbye to Master Wu.

After leaving the gate of Daolu Branch, he and Chen Qingqiao discussed a few words, and the two of them went separate ways.

Chen Qingqiao went south, and he went west.

On the way, I bought a lot of cotton berries, oranges, pomegranates and other fruits, as well as braised meat and cooked food, dry food, etc. from a street shop. After leaving the city from Ximen, I randomly put a few bags of fruit and food into storage bottles while walking along the path.

This is called "carrying an umbrella when the sun shines, and bringing food when you are hungry", being prepared for any disaster. He has this condition now.

Moreover, storage bottles store food without the risk of rotting or deteriorating for several years.

I deliberately went back to the Taoist temple, said hello to my second senior brother, called the donkey, and asked the black donkey to carry the badger cub that had been sleeping soundly during the day in a bag and set off together.

If the case in Xiahe Village is caused by ghosts, with a donkey as a helper, you can look for clues and save some effort.

We were not in a hurry on the way, but it took us half an hour to arrive at Xiahe Village.

Zhang Wenfeng showed his badge to the police officer who came forward to inquire, and asked, "Where is Mr. Yun now?"

The detective hurriedly smiled, bent down and extended his hand to invite you, and said respectfully: "Master Yun is at Muramasa's house, I will take you there."

A wooden barrier was set up at the east entrance to the village, guarded by several local policemen and county police officers. No one in the village was allowed to escape until the murder case was found out. This was an order issued by the superiors yesterday.

In front of the village is a small river about ten feet wide, which is a tributary of the Yaxi River flowing through Xihezhou Town. This place is about 20 miles away from Xihezhou Town.

Zhang Wenfeng walked into the village and observed all the way.

The courtyard doors of every household are tightly closed, and yellow evil-dispelling charms are newly posted above the firewood doors.

A peasant man peeked out from behind the low courtyard wall, noticed his gaze, and hurriedly jumped down to avoid it.

Walking to the door of a courtyard where a white cloth was hung, the dumb donkey walking quietly suddenly said:

"There is evil spirit here!"

It put its head to the crack of the door and sniffed, and said through the voice: "It's a demonic aura, a very light fishy-smelling demonic aura. It's different from the watery demonic aura of the water monkey last time. It's not the same as the earthy aura on Lu Huan's body." The smell of evil is even more different."

Zhang Wenfeng stopped.

Is it a monster causing trouble, not a ghost? No wonder he didn't notice any ghost energy along the way.

Fishy smell and evil spirit, that is the water monster type.

I glanced at the dry river below the slope of the vegetable field in front of me.

Catching the water monster is more troublesome... He thought about it and looked at the policeman who was leading the way and stopped, and said: "What's going on in this house?" He pointed to the hanging white cloth, which is called filial piety. There is a dead person in the house, and he hasn't died yet.

Ask the Taoist priest to do something.

A woman's suppressed cries could be heard coming from the yard, rising and falling.

In such critical times, Taoist priests who dare to perform rituals cannot be invited, and irrelevant people are not allowed to enter or leave the village.

The policeman whispered: "In the early hours of the day before yesterday, this man was murdered in his bed."

More than a day had passed, and the smell of monsters still lingered. Zhang Wenfeng asked again: "When did you come? Which Taoist priest was invited by the village to do the ritual? What time did the Taoist priest do it and where did the accident happen? Please tell me carefully."

The file he had read was scrawled at the end, and the location was not specified in detail. It only said that "two Taoist priests were practicing ghost hunting in the village and died in the middle of the night." It was not clear whether there were others following him, so he had to come to investigate on his own.

The expression on the detective's face changed. He glanced back and forth a few times. He leaned forward and whispered: "I received a report early the morning before yesterday. We followed Mr. Xiao here at noon. After looking at the deceased, we felt something was wrong. He was too evil.

, Mr. Xiao wants to go back and report to the county captain to transfer the case to the Daolu branch. The village leader and the village elder have already invited Taoist priests from nearby Yingshanguan."

Zhang Wenfeng slowed down and signaled the articulate agent to continue.

Seeing that the Lord was paying attention, the police officer continued: "Two Taoist priests took magical weapons and walked around the village looking for them. When the sun was about to fall into the water, they were sure that the river in front of the village was not clean, and there were still ghosts of those who fell into the water.

He became a drowned ghost and went ashore to look for a scapegoat, so the dead body would be left with a sweat-like slime and a fishy smell. A three-night water ritual had to be performed to save the dead soul and send it away."

Keep your eyes towards the river, for fear that ghosts in the water will climb up.

“Where to do it by the water?”

Zhang Wenfeng asked, "In broad daylight, on a clear day, the water monster will not easily come ashore."

"...The altar was erected on the stone pier a hundred feet away in front. Two Taoist priests were practicing until midnight. We were all on the shore at the time. We heard two 'pops' and several old men from the village shouted,"

The Taoist priest has fallen into the water, please use the bamboo rake to save him." The villagers who were watching the excitement on the shore suddenly shouted, "The devil has fallen into the water, catch him." They were so frightened that they all ran away.

Later, our boss was brave enough to call a few of us, lit torches, banged the copper pots and ironware, threw firecrackers to the water, and fished the people out of the water with a rake. However, the people were already dead, and

They died exactly the same as before."

He didn't say that almost half an hour had passed before he went to save the person.

Zhang Wenfeng walked to the fork in the road to the river and said without further questioning, "I'll go to the pier to have a look. You wait here for a while."

Ignoring the frightened policeman who took a few steps back, he turned around and walked towards the dock, with the donkey following behind him unhurriedly.

One person and one donkey walked to the stone pier extending diagonally down to the water.

The altar the day before yesterday was still not dismantled, and was very simply decorated. There were two door panels and an offering table, with small animals and other sacrifices placed there.

The incense burner fell over, chickens, ducks, candles, glutinous rice money and paper were scattered everywhere. A sacrificial fish was soaked in the water below, with its belly turned inside out.

"There's the same fishy evil spirit here."

The donkey walked down the pier to the river, sniffed the water cluttered with countless footprints and dragging marks, and said: "This water monster is very stupid. It makes such a big noise, as if it is afraid that others will not know, and is not worried about the height."

Will anyone come and clean it up?"

Zhang Wenfeng confirmed that it was a monster.

Unlike the last Chaxi Heshan case, several groups of forces were involved and almost went in the wrong direction.

"Do you think all monsters have brains like you? Most monsters that have only just awakened act on instinct. They don't even know that there are masters in the outside world.

They instinctively regard the villagers and livestock on their territory as food that can be supplemented at will.

Monsters that have brains and can think can live long enough, so whenever we find monsters appearing, our Taoist cultivator's attitude is to catch them immediately or kill them on the spot."

Slaying demons and evil spirits is the basic function of the Daolu branch.

The donkey is very popular with the viewer's evaluation of it.

Well, the biggest difference between it and those idiots is that it has a brain, it can understand human speech and learn.

Zhang Wenfeng looked from above and found that there seemed to be a mark left by something sliding on the mud. It was about the thickness of his arm. He said through a voice message: "You stand still and don't move. I'll go down and take a look. Don't step on the mark."

He jumped gently and landed on the river bank two feet away, squatting down and observing carefully.

There were so many footprints that it was impossible to analyze whether they were left by monsters or dragged by sticks. The traces disappeared in the water.

Zhang Wenfeng thought silently, glanced at the withered grass at both ends of the shore, estimated the direction of the traces, gestured with his hands, and said via voice: "You should walk along this area to the grass above and smell it."

The donkey sniffed carefully, walked about five or six feet away, and stood in front of a shallow pit covered with weeds.

After sniffing along the edge of the pit for a long time, he transmitted the message: "It's the smell of the water demon. It crawled over here and left behind mucus. This smell... is like the sticky smell of eels, which is similar to what I found beside the stream before.

It smells a bit like an eel."

"Eel?"

Zhang Wenfeng muttered something silently.

The "Moon-Watching Eel" recorded in the classic book "Monster Collection Overview Volume" collected in the secret room "has star spots on its forehead, likes to look at the moon at night and absorb the moonlight." It is the type of eel that can easily activate its spiritual intelligence and become a monster, and its sexual nature is evil.

,brutal.

As for whether the moon eel is causing trouble, we still need to go to the deceased's home and conduct on-site inspection and verification.




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