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Chapter thirty-seven blood evil powder

There is blood powder on the clothes! This blood powder is made from the sun after the blood on the evil ghost corpse is solidified. It is the best supplement for raising and refining alive corpses, but it is a stimulation and provocation to ghosts! The evil ghost is now in a strong evil spirit. When you smell this smell, you will definitely attack me at all costs.

Who made the move? There were only two people who touched my shoulder just now, one was Shen Bing and the other was Tan Qing. I stared at the two of them. The former was looking at the torn clothes in horror, but the latter was looking at me with a confused look on his face and a guilty look. I couldn't help but be surprised. Could it be that I was wrong that the real craftsman is not Yan Xiang, but this Tan Qing?

But from the logic of various incidents, Tan Qing had no suspicion at all. For example, the arrangement of the pseudo-recoil bureaus around the mourning hall and the burial of Zhao Chengshi alive. During this period, he happened to be in the police station. How could it be him? Yan Xiang has been on the scene all the time, except him, not someone else. Could it be that two people, snakes and rats are in a nest?!

Tan Qing's eyes were a little distracted and he didn't dare to look at me, but then he looked up and said to Yan Xiang. I turned around and looked at Yan Xiang. He was staring at me, and strong anger flashed in his eyes.

Is it Yan who made me a move? The old boy has great magical powers and it is not impossible to deal with me when I am not paying attention. But at this moment, I must calm down and think about it carefully from the beginning. Who is the real artsman!

Long Shaohui and Yan Ning were both stunned by the strange farce of clothes and forgot to drive me out. Levi was so scared that he fled outside the door. As soon as I saw him, a loophole suddenly flashed in my mind. This afternoon, Long Shaohui sent him to invite Yan Xiang first. If Yan Xiang was not free, he would invite Tan Qing again, but he had not arrived at the mourning hall, so why did he park outside Tan Qing's shop first?

Moreover, in the old house, I remembered that there was no bandage on his head, which was clearly a lie, and it was also a matter of resurrecting himself. All the spearheads were pointed at Yan Xiang, which seemed to have ulterior motives!

I understand, Levi is taking me into the ditch. When he apologized, he knew that the owner of Shen Bing was me!

I thought of this and looked up and asked Yan Xiang: "Why do you think of me like this? Have I offended you?"

"What's your intention to bring blood evil powder to the mourning hall?" Yan Xiang said angrily.

I nodded. He was dissatisfied with me for this matter, so I ignored him and grabbed Long Shaohui and whispered: "I will talk with you one step."

Long Shaohui tilted his head and looked at the two blood words on my shoulders, and there was still lingering fear in his eyes. He followed me to a corner of the mourning hall. Shen Bing looked at us on tiptoe. With Long Shaohui here, she didn't dare to follow me and kept gestured to me, meaning not to cause trouble again. I thought to myself, this girl should take care of herself. If I were as rash as you, my life would be lost long ago.

I lowered my voice and said straight to Long Shaohui: "You have seen what happened just now, and you have heard Master Yan's words. Someone brought blood evil powder into the mourning hall. This is a kind of thing that teases evil spirits. The thing is not brought by me, but someone has wiped me. If you believe me, then answer me a question. If you don't believe me, I will admit defeat and go back to the police station with you and let it be handled."

This was said very brightly. Long Shaohui was not Shen Bing. His IQ was very high. In fact, he had acquiesced to me to "make trouble" at the beginning.

"What's the problem?" He was indeed a smart person.

"Tan Qing went to the police station this afternoon and has been with you?" My question is very simple.

"He stayed in the police station until dark, and then went to dinner with Levi, but he didn't come back until eleven o'clock. Later, Shen Bing called and was afraid something happened, so he rushed to meet the two of them halfway through, so he came together." Long Shaohui's answer was frank enough.

The truth is that Long Shaohui's answer made me suddenly realize, like a mirror. Tan Qing, you, the old fox, hide deeply enough, almost made me wrongly accused a good person. However, it is not certain whether Yan Xiang is a good person at the moment. This old guy looks really annoying. I would rather be a bad guy.

I held Long Shaohui's hands and said excitedly: "You can wait and see the show later, I won't let you down!"

We walked back to the coffin, and Yan Xiang was still the same dead appearance, while Tan Qing's face was gloomy and clear, which was a bit intriguing. Shen Bing asked me in a hurry, what we said. I shook my head at her, then reached out to Tan Qing and smiled, "Mr. Tan, can you borrow your sword?"

Tan Qing looked at Yan Ning with a squint eyes, then looked at Long Shaohui, as if asking why you didn't drive him away? He just didn't give it to me with a short sword in his hand.

Yan Ning was about to speak, but Long Shaohui said first: "Mrs. Ling, I also think Director Ling's death is suspicious. If Xi Feng can make the ghost speak, it is best to let us understand the whole story. If he can't do it, I will definitely take him back to the police station and deal with the serious crime of disturbing public security!"

Damn, he is giving me an ultimatum.

"I'm afraid this is not very good..."

Before Yan Ning finished speaking, Long Shaohui's face darkened. He looked at me and Tan Qing and shouted: "Why are you still standing there? Let's start!"

Tan Qing trembled and hurriedly handed the dagger to me. I smiled at him, and now you can't help but decide. He lifted the dagger and walked to the spirit table, looked at the two corpses in the constant temperature coffin, and wrote a talisman on the blade with the blood on his fingers. This is the "spiritual sword curse".

He opened his mouth and said, "The Gan subdues the essence and Kun, and the spirit of the sun and the moon. It is like the shape of the Yue Du, and drives away the thunder and lightning. The Yuan Jing destroys evil, and hates Henry Zhen. The Taishang Talismanship and Conquer the power of the ten directions. The stars in the heavens will come to assist the glory. It is urgent and as the law commands!"

While chanting the spell of the spirit sword, he threw the short sword into the air and flew rapidly. He pinched the spell with his fingers to control the operation of the spirit sword with the spell. As soon as this spell was used, everyone in the mourning hall was stunned. Including Yan Xiang and Tan Qing, they might not have thought that I, a young man, could use the magic of profound Taoism.

According to my estimate, they cannot use this kind of spell well.

Long Shaohui opened his eyes, his face full of shock and nodded at me.

I was very proud to smile at them, and then focused on looking up and running the "spiritual sword". Although I didn't use the finishing touch to open the Yin and Yang eyes, I vaguely saw a faint black air, which slowly spread as the spirit sword magic energy spread, gradually gathered into the sky above the spirit table. In less than a moment, the black air would enter the coffin, and I would use my unique skills to make the corpse speak!

However, at this moment, the candlelight in the lantern in the northeast corner of the roof suddenly shone brightly, and the black gas that had finally gathered scattered and flew everywhere. Oops, the recoil situation was broken, the four-syllable gods showed their power, and the return ghost became a rat crossing the street, and they were chased without a place to hide.

I turned back in surprise and looked at Yan Xiang and Tan Qing. The former frowned, and the latter looked very calm at this moment, which was completely different from the panic he had when he gave the short sword just now. No, the old guy was deliberately showing weakness and seducing me into a fool. I turned around and looked at the door, and immediately understood what was going on. He called Shen Bing to the front and whispered to her: "You go out to see where we buried the sword. If someone destroys it, no matter who takes him down, remember to bury the black cloth again, be sure to hurry!"

Shen Bing nodded and quickly ran out of the mourning hall. Tan Qing still had a smile on his face, as if he didn't really like this rash girl.
Chapter completed!
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