After listening to my question, Zhang Xiujuan quickly answered.
"There should be some... Before I died, I should have struggled wildly. Although I didn't manage to fight him off and survive, I also scratched his face, arms, and back a lot."
I nodded slightly.
"In this case, there may be a large amount of residual material from Du Jun's skin, muscle tissue, etc. between your fingernails - it doesn't matter even if it is dry and rotten. As long as you use these things, you can find him quickly. Of course, The premise is that he is still in Shenzhen City.”
My dad was nearby and understood.
"Son, what you mean is... we need to break open the wall of the living room of the staff dormitory and take out the body of this female ghost, right? Then get Du Jun's skin and muscles from between her fingernails. You can use this to Cast a spell! Is dad right?"
I quickly gave a thumbs up.
"As expected of my wise and mighty father! That's right, that's all."
I turned to look at Madoka.
"Damn Fat Bird, you are good at turning wind into sharp weapons. Please help cut the wall. It will be convenient."
With Zhang Xiujuan's strength, which has just reached the threshold of "Li Gui level", it is certain that she cannot break this wall on the physical level.
If I were to use it, I wouldn't be able to control "sharp" spells as well as Madoka. What if the house collapses?
"Hmph! Mr. Wu, do you know how to ask for help now?"
Madoka was elated and glanced at me sideways, but still flapped her wings and performed the magic.
Zheng!
Like the sound of a sharp sword being unsheathed, it actually fired four wind blades at the same time.
The four wind blades formed a "mouth" shape, directly cutting into the wall like cutting tofu. Madoka opened her mouth again and blew out streams of breeze, which turned into a rope and stuck into the wall, and pulled out with all her strength.
With a loud crashing sound, large chunks of masonry mixed with cement were pulled out of the wall!
A big dark hole appeared in front of us, exuding a strange smell of staleness.
Because this building was built early, it was built entirely with bricks, prefabricated panels, and then poured cement, instead of the reinforced concrete that was commonly used later, so it was relatively easy to open.
I glanced at Zhang Xiujuan, and the meaning was obvious: Do you want to do it yourself or should we continue to do it?
She spoke quickly.
"Master, I will do it myself."
"Well, you can. But don't call me Gaoren anymore. It's very awkward. Just call me by my name. My name is Wu Zhong."
"How can I call you by your first name? Or, I'll call you Brother Wu."
"Can."
"Well, Brother Wu, I'm going to take action. Will it scare you..."
She took one look at my dad and thought he was an ordinary person after all.
My dad is not stupid either. He understood this and immediately waved his hand.
"When I was young, I walked alone at night from the mass graveyard! I saw a lot of bones of all kinds."
Only then did Zhang Xiujuan take action, sending out streams of black yin energy, reaching into the large hole in the wall that Xiao Yuan had just dug, dragging his body out and dropping it on the ground.
A gray mummy, vaguely resembling that of a young woman. Curled up, the body angle is abnormally twisted and bent!
It looks full of misery, which shows that he did suffer great pain before dying.
My dad had a somewhat unbearable expression on his face. He stared and clenched his fists, probably even more angry at Du Jun.
I have seen too many evil spirits, villains, and tragic things over the years, so maybe I have a better psychological quality than my dad in this regard.
So I just sighed softly.
Zhang Xiujuan looked at her former body and said with a sad expression.
"Maybe I turned into a ghost not long after I was killed. So the ghost surrounded the body to prevent it from decaying."
I nodded.
"That's right, it should be that the Yin Qi you exude subconsciously covers the corpse and nourishes it. It does not rot but directly turns into a mummy."
As I spoke, I squatted down and carefully observed the hands of Zhang Xiujuan's mummy.
really!
Some dry black human skin and muscle tissue was found between the nails - it should have come from Nadu Jun.
I breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, as long as Du Jun's body material is available, it is not difficult to find him. But it's just a matter of consuming some mana and time.
"Zhang Xiujuan, do you have tweezers or any other slender metal tools in your employee dormitory?"
"There is some, Brother Wu, I'll get it for you."
Zhang Xiujuan went to Zhang Xiujuan's dormitory and took out a small tweezers.
I picked out some things from the fingernails of the mummy, covered them with talisman paper and yin paper respectively, and cast the talisman spell and yin paper technique!
Soon, a spell and a paper bird flew out of the window almost at the same time and disappeared into the night...
I explained.
"A person's physical body also contains the breath and taste of the soul, which is just like a person's fingerprints. Everyone is unique. Even if it is decayed and dried up, as long as it still exists, the breath of the soul will also exist.
"I cast spells, use the tracking spell and the tracking paper bird, and I can search for the corresponding soul aura. Of course, with my current mana, the search range is limited. It is within a circle with a radius of five miles with this place as the center. . If not, you can only push it a certain distance and cast it again."
After finishing speaking, Zhang Xiujuan had no reaction, so my dad slapped his thigh.
"Hey! My dear son, this spell is powerful. If you want to find someone, wouldn't it be very easy? Your dad and I are doing business, and sometimes we encounter the other party who defaults on their debt, and it's very troublesome to find someone to collect payment. You just happened to help me find a few old people. Lai, these guys owe your dad a total of half a million yuan! My money is not your money. If these people dare to owe you money as a practitioner, they must not repair it severely. "
Well……
I smiled bitterly and nodded.
"Dad, I found that your eloquence has improved a lot since you came to the city from the country. Of course you can use magic to find people. But you have to have their body tissues - muscles, skin, blood, hair, etc. Something like that, otherwise there’s nothing we can do.”
My dad became a little disappointed.
"Oh, that's true. Let's talk about it later. You deal with this poor woman first."
"good."
So, after trying twice, I successfully locked in Du Jun's position - after all, the urban area of Shenzhen City in 2005 was not too large.
As long as Du Jun has not left the city, the scope of his work and life will be limited. This is also the reason why I dared to promise Zhang Xiujuan almost in a guaranteed tone from the beginning...
"Zhang Xiujuan, I have found Du Jun's location. Let's go, I will take you there for revenge."
"Really? Thank you, Mr. Wu!"
Zhang Xiujuan's expression was surprised, and then became extremely ferocious.
"Great! I must make him suffer ten times or a hundred times the pain he gave me back then."
My dad pointed to the mummy on the ground.
"What should I do about this?"
I thought about it and asked Zhang Xiujuan.
"Are you sure you want to kill Du Jun yourself?"
"Yes! If I don't do it myself, my resentment will never go away."
Zhang Xiujuan gritted his teeth and replied, as a stream of ink-like black air began to emerge from his ghost body - that was when strong resentment began to take shape.
I casually shot out a faint blast of Qi, dispelling the dark resentment, and said.
"Okay, since you are going to do it yourself, you will probably be tortured and killed. That will definitely arouse your resentment and turn you into an evil ghost. At that time, I will do it myself and send you to the underworld. Then your body will definitely not be used when you are alive. Once it’s on, I’ll burn it, right? Otherwise, it’ll be inconvenient to deal with it.”
Zhang Xiujuan was startled when he heard this, then looked at the gray girl's mummy curled up on the ground with a nostalgic look, and nodded decisively.
"Okay! I'm sorry to trouble you, Brother Wu."
I raised my hand and threw out a piece of talisman paper, which landed lightly on Zhang Xiujuan's gray mummy. It burned with a bang and a blazing flame rose up. It was quickly burned to ashes, leaving only a small pile.
"It's okay to leave it in the living room like this. It was burned to ashes by the talisman fire, and I can't tell what it is. Dad, just find someone to clean it tomorrow."
"Okay son. Let's go find that evil guy Du Jun now?"
My dad rubbed his hands together, actually feeling a sense of anticipation.
I'm a little speechless.
But when I think about it, I can understand his character of "chivalrous and righteous" when he was young.
