Although he would not be discovered at a distance, Liang Yuanque opened his mouth to be on the safe side and silently recited the Three-Character Sutra to the disciple rules.
Seeing his appearance, everyone around him almost didn't dare to say anything and stared attentively with bated breath.
Liang Yuanque felt that time was almost up. He slowly straightened up and took a long breath, as if the conversation just consumed too much of his energy.
When the old lady saw him getting up, she immediately took a step forward and said, "Sir, how was the conversation...?"
Liang Yuanque turned his head and glared at her, "Didn't I not let you talk?"
At the same time, God was very cooperative and made a rumble of thunder in the horizon.
I don't know who it was, but he shouted in the crowd, "I'll go, the ghost is not angry!"
This sentence was like pouring cold water into a boiling pan of oil, and the crowd went into overdrive. No matter how hard the old lady and the nuns around her tried to persuade them, they couldn't hold it back.
There was a commotion in the crowd. The first person who took the lead in running away reminded everyone, and everyone dispersed, as if they were fleeing for their lives.
The third young lady was relatively filial. Although she was very scared inside, she still rushed over to help her grandma.
Liang Yuanque shouted loudly on the spot, "Don't mess around!"
As soon as these words were spoken, there was a flash of light in the sky, followed by a roar of thunder that seemed to break through the sky.
Now, even the old lady was scared.
This was an unexpected surprise for Liang Yuanque. He really didn't expect God to give him such face.
With Lei Sheng's help, his pretentious "faithful ceremony" seemed to become very real.
Seeing that it was going to rain, Zhuang Youjie quietly raised his head and glared at Liang Yuanque, telling him to hurry up and continue.
After standing for so long, his calves began to feel sore.
Liang Yuanque nodded slightly and didn't care about the scattered servants and maids. Anyway, it would be better for the Lin family to stay close by.
He stepped forward, grabbed the brass incense burner, and sprinkled all the freshly prepared incense ashes on Zhuang Youjie's face.
Zhuang Youjie was stunned. He was caught off guard and took some into his mouth.
Facing his shocked eyes, Liang Yuanque slightly raised the corners of her mouth and gave him a "please" look.
At this point, Zhuang Youjie could only grit his teeth and continue performing.
Before, Liang Yuanque had no time to explain a few key points to him in a hurry. As for how to interpret the next story reasonably, it could only depend on his adaptability.
He lowered his head, lowered his throat and let out a laugh he had never made before, and then made the sound louder and louder.
Well, this place needs to be gradually improved with emotions, Zhuang Youjie thought in his heart, and suddenly discovered that he had a talent for acting.
During these days with Liang Yuanque, he seemed to have discovered many different aspects of himself.
Maybe this means the hidden talent has been stimulated?
Liang Yuanque looked at Zhuang Youjie looking like he was having a convulsion, rolled his eyes uncontrollably, and wanted to kick him, but the conditions did not allow him.
Zhuang Youjie smiled and suddenly realized something was wrong.
Bad, what should I say next.
The acting was a bit overdone, and it seemed that no matter what I said, it would be too abrupt.
He raised his head and looked at Liang Yuanque, his eyes gradually filled with a cry for help.
Liang Yuanque was speechless for a while. Haven't you remembered just two sentences? It was obviously hard to find an opportunity to provide him with some sense of participation.
So he could only cooperate with him and walked quickly to his side, "What? What did you say?"
He moved closer to Zhuang Youjie, his ears almost touching his face, as if he was trying hard to hear what he was saying.
This time, Zhuang Youjie didn't have to do anything, just stand quietly.
"Okay, I understand, I will go." Liang Yuanque nodded as he continued.
Zhuang Youjie opened his mouth and whispered, "Then what?"
"Lie down on the ground and it's done."
Before Liang Yuanque finished speaking, Zhuang Youjie fell to the ground with a grunt.
However, he probably has no experience in this kind of flopping. Hearing this solid sound, you know that he must have fallen badly.
But he didn't cry out, which showed that he was getting better and better.
He fell to the ground with a thud, startling the third lady and the others again. The third lady supported the old lady and asked cautiously,
"Is he, is he okay?"
"It doesn't matter, Miss Mo fell in love with him and told me some important things." Liang Yuanque frowned and glanced at the people in front of him.
When they heard what he said, the faces of the old lady and the uncle turned dark at the same time, but the third lady didn't quite understand, "Who?"
The old lady pressed her down and told her not to ask any more questions. The third lady was always very obedient in front of her and obediently chose to keep her mouth shut.
"What did she say?" the old lady asked with a gloomy face.
Liang Yuanque had already prepared this set of rhetoric. Tonight's ritual ceremony was, firstly, to gain the old lady's trust, and secondly, to logically introduce his plan.
"She said that what happened to the Lin family was not her fault, and she also wanted to know the person behind the scenes."
The old lady looked obviously stunned, "Wha, what?"
"The Feng Shui masters you hired before were all trying to force their sisters to achieve salvation, but they didn't achieve the goal at all. Naturally, they never succeeded." Liang Yuanque put down his serious look and shrugged.
"I've done it for you. If you don't believe it, there's nothing I can do about it."
The third lady was more convinced of him, "Sir, he is indeed a god. If he handles this matter, maybe we can get a result."
Hearing what the third lady said, the old lady nodded, "Of course we entrusted you to your husband, so we must choose to trust him."
"Then what do you want to do next?" Liang Yuanque felt that his tone was a bit cold, not knowing whether it was an illusion caused by preconceived suspicions.
Liang Yuanque rolled his eyes but did not express his inner thoughts.
"I need to see the bodies of people who died before," Liang Yuanque said to the old lady without paying any attention to his uncle. "There are a lot of messages on the bodies. Maybe I can tell what they went through before they died."
Speaking of observing corpses, isn't this returning to the detective's old profession!
What Liang Yuanque said was correct. The detective wanted to find useful information from the corpse, but the old lady and the others might not understand this.
"But," the old lady thought for a moment and sighed, "the body has been buried long ago."
Of course, Liang Yuanque couldn't have thought of this, "Would you mind opening the coffin?"
In the traditional thinking of many places, opening the coffin of the deceased is a very disrespectful thing. It can be said to be an insult to both the deceased and his family.
But now that he didn't investigate the body and only listened to other people's oral accounts of the incident, he got too few clues. Liang Yuanque could only ask with the idea of giving it a try.
It would be understandable if the old lady disagreed. Then he would quietly pry open the coffin under the pretext of investigating other matters!
