"Hurry up and eat your wontons. This restaurant's wontons are very famous. They lose their taste when they get cold."

"Mr. Tan, can you tell me the specific situation?" After finishing a bowl of wontons, Lao Qiutou asked for another bowl, and then asked about the whole story.

After listening to Tan Xuan tell what happened, Old Qiu Tou even made a burst of cynicism without concealing it, "Haha, I didn't expect that there is such a bastard in the world. It's been a long time since I've seen him. No, I haven't seen it yet. I must meet this man and worship him. He is so addicted to playing ghosts that he doesn’t even want his wife anymore, and he even plays to death with himself.”

After finishing the joke, Lao Qiu Tou patted his chest towards Tan Xuan and said, "Mr. Tan, don't worry, although that little guy died unjustly, since you introduced him, I will do my best."

"Cough, cough..."

Tan Xuan put down the wonton bowl in his hand and glared at Old Qiu Tou angrily, "You just keep talking, what are you talking about? How can you let others eat it like a coward like you? Hurry up and find a place for you. Let me find out where Jiang Mingcheng is."

"What, check now?" Old Qiu Tou stared at Tan Xuan blankly with his eyes of different colors, "Mr. Tan, it's broad daylight, the yang energy is too strong, how do you want me to check?

You have to wait until dark after all. And have you brought the things that the little guy had before his death? You ask the master to prepare it, and I will go back and prepare it too. Do you think this is okay?"

"You have a lot to do, and everything is ready. I'll wait for you by the river in the evening. That kid jumped into the river and died. Let's start investigating directly from the place where he died. He should not be here now, so we don't have to go directly.

Just follow the search and determine where he went. Then we'll find his specific hiding place later."

Old Qiu Tou laughed and said confidently: "Okay, it's just a kid. As long as he wanders around in this world, he can't hide from me."

Tan Xuan and others left. When they got back to the car, they asked Jiang Yingyue to contact his family quickly to bring one or two things that Jiang Mingcheng had when he was alive. It would be better if they were still with him when he died. Originally, this person who helped was not special.

Sincerely, Tan Xuan almost forgot this little thing to prepare.

The Jiang family was quite reliable this time. At noon, Jiang Yong drove over and delivered two pieces of Jiang Mingcheng's clothes. Jiang Mingcheng's clothes when he died had been burned. His family didn't keep them at all. I still want to burn these two pieces.

There is still time to burn it, and as for the most effective hair on the temples, there is no need to think about it. Fortunately, Jiang Mingcheng is not out of his wits, otherwise he probably wouldn't be able to find anything with this little thing.

In the evening, Tan Xuan and others arrived at the riverside. Old Qiu Tou was still on time, and it was almost eleven o'clock before he wandered along the sidewalk along the riverside.

After meeting, Lao Qiu Tou took off his yellow bag and said, "Mr. Tan, are you here? My things are ready, how are your preparations over there?"

"It's ready, here you go."

Without further ado, Tan Xuan directly threw Jiang Mingcheng's two old clothes to Old Qiu Tou.

"That's it?" Old Qiu Tou smiled bitterly and shook his head. It was obvious that what Tan Xuan and the others had prepared was very different from what he expected.

"Why, doesn't this work?" Jiang Yingyue asked eagerly.

Lao Qiu shook his head, "It's okay, it's okay."

Old Qiu Tou took out a writing brush from his yellow bag, moistened it with saliva, and said to Jiang Yingyue: "Tell me the birth date of the deceased."

"Mingcheng, he is..."

Jiang Yingyue reported Jiang Mingcheng's birthday and birth time. After doing some calculations, Old Qiutou made a simple conversion between the Gregorian calendar and the lunar calendar, and wrote them all on the yellow talisman. Then he took it over and prepared it.

clothes, tore off a strip from the collar and wrapped it in a yellow talisman. Finally, he took out a map spread on the ground that was at least one meter square. This map was different from the regular map. The city was marked.

There are not many, but there are a lot of notes on mountains, rivers and rivers.

"Then shall I start?" Old Qiu Tou looked at Tan Xuan and said.

Tan Xuan nodded, "Let's get started."

"OK."

Old Qiu Tou took out three incense sticks from his bag, lit them and inserted them in the north direction of the map. He clasped his hands together and recited a few incantations before producing four yellow talismans. The four yellow talismans landed on the map without any bias.

The four corners were like being held down by someone. The wind on the riverside blew from time to time, but the talisman paper did not move. Finally, Old Qiu Tou took the yellow talisman wrapped in a cloth strip and presented it to him.

He stood on top of the incense, chanted a few times, and shook the yellow talisman toward the sky. The talisman suddenly began to burn violently.

Old Qiu shook the talisman in his hand, pointed at the three incense sticks on the ground, and shouted: "Get up!"

Following Old Qiu Tou's order, the three sticks of incense stuck on the ground suddenly floated up, as high as a person, and floated vertically above the map, as if they had been lifted up.

Lao Qiu Tou turned his wrist, threw the burning talisman into the air, and shouted "Ding" again.

The three incense sticks rotated in the air, and then exploded with a "pop" sound.
Chapter completed!