Mao Shou didn't know why at first, but then he seemed to have thought of something and nodded heavily.
Time flies by and we have been delayed outside the airport for a long time, a full two hours.
I will not say anything else to you, but let Feng Zhirong make the arrangements. We will go back to Feng's house first.
Feng Zhirong smiled cheerfully, and his whole body looked radiant.
He and everyone signaled to do as I said, and the Feng family arranged a grand reception feast!
…
After the Feng family's reception feast, the Feng family arranged for people to tidy up the old houses in the old streets.
Xu Baipi has been eliminated, so there is no way it will be deserted.
Grandma told me that she still liked the village and wanted to repair our house.
People should never forget their roots and origins, and she wanted to go back.
…
Until the old house is tidied up, we will still live in the Feng family.
After I rested for a few days, Zou Weimin took me to their work unit and met Luo Lin again.
On that side, I saw not only Luo Lin, but also many experts and professors he invited, as well as personnel from the criminal police team.
Luo Lin took out a lot of files and showed them to me.
The other relevant experts analyzed it with me and listened to my opinions.
I chatted with them a lot, and I am really interested in these things.
Of course, I didn't take over immediately because I still had things to do.
An appointment was made with Luo Lin.
Likewise, everyone expressed their recognition for me.
I hope you can cooperate with me in detecting these and more difficult files in the future!
Xu Shiyu, who accompanied me, had firmness and trust in me in her eyes.
After meeting Luo Lin and the others, I left the Feng family for a few days and went to meet Mrs. He and Blind Chen.
I want to know something, something about He's hag having a daughter, He pheasant.
Blind Chen seemed very silent about this matter.
Mrs. He sighed endlessly, and then she also fell into silence. After a long time, she told me: The He family is indeed of the witch lineage, and He Pheasant was indeed the same generation as her father back then. In terms of age, He Pheasant was just older. Of her generation, if she were alive, she would indeed be older than her in age.
But because of He Pheasant, the He family's witch lineage suffered a huge blow and almost ceased to exist.
Mrs. He's words made me more curious and wanted to know more.
When I came to see them, I brought a lot of blank paper with me.
The purpose of these white papers is to make paper!
I asked Liu Yu to destroy all the evil parts of Yuan's Yin Yang Technique.
Before that, I had seen all these evil spells in order to deal with Zhang Er and Ma Baoyi.
Not only do I know how to capture corpses and exorcise corpses, but I have also seen the method of stealing longevity, and I also know how to tie paper...
I don't know how to use other magic. The reason why I want to do paper binding is very simple.
I took Li Yinyang away that day. From then on, although they were in the same place of death, they were separated from each other.
Of course I couldn't finish singing the endless opera scene between He Pheasant and Li Yin Yang for her.
But it can be performed with paper ties, Li Yinyang's final burial.
This can at least give He Fei the last bit of comfort, and it is also the last thing I, my disciple, can do.
In addition, for Yang Qingshan, although he already has a good home.
But for me, that’s always what I feel deep in my heart.
Jin'er is hard to find, and I also want to get some clues from He Fei.
Perhaps with the official intervention of Luo Lin and others, she might be able to find her.
Mrs. He said a lot of things, but what she said was never very important, just some small and detailed things.
I actually learned some information from Blind Chen.
When he was born, the onlookers were He Pheasant and Li Yinyang...
Finally I cleared my mind and digested everything they said.
I also folded a lot of paper sticks, enough for an opera.
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That night……
The full moon hung high, and the dark night sky was like a curtain, dotted with stars, like a picture scroll.
I used a tricycle newly prepared by Chen Xiazi and pedaled to pull all the paper bundles and the steel wires needed for the paper bundles, and went to Yuan's Yin and Yang House alone.
The door of Yuan's Yin-Yang Mansion is closed, and there are talismans and seals carved by me on it.
After I knocked on the door, there was no response.
I pushed the door open directly, pushed the tricycle up the steps with difficulty, crossed the threshold, and pulled Zhizharen into the courtyard.
The tables and chairs in the courtyard are still there, but they are a little messy.
I began to think that if there was no response when I knocked on the door, He Pheasant must be staying in the dark house at the bottom, or sleeping.
What I didn't expect was that on one of the two Taishi chairs at the door of the hall, the corpse of He Fei was sitting, and on the other was the mutilated corpse of Li Dunkong.
A faint mist lingered between them, and bursts of sad aura spread in Yuan's Yin Yang House.
I felt sad in my heart, and the sad atmosphere also made me feel very sad.
He Zhi couldn't find rest. She didn't know how long she would have to suffer here, and what would happen to her to resolve her resentment and obsession.
Perhaps she was waiting for that unexpected return date?
Wait until Li Yinyang’s evil thoughts are gone?
Wait until he is reincarnated as a human being?
I hung all the paper bundles on the stage.
I had never used paper tying before, so when I tried to pull the wires, it seemed very awkward.
It took me quite some time before I could barely pull it.
And among the paper bundles, there was one lying on the ground.
I specially put a Tang suit on him, and also hung a gold abacus, a compass, and other similar objects on it.
When I started to control the paper and perform the Dongwu Mountain Range group in a paper-play style, the Yuan family's Yin and Yang House was filled with dense fog.
I don’t know if it’s an auditory hallucination or something else, but the mist is full of women’s sobs and cries.
While crying, it seemed like there were waves of auditory hallucinations murmuring loudly in my ears.
"He's hag has a daughter, but she left home with her husband. The bright moon can tell her heart."
"Of course, there is a dilemma between yin and yang, and the little girl is guarding the house empty..."
