"It must be that he wanted to kill me. He had summoned his soul before, but now he cursed me again. It must be that he was the one who took action! I want to kill him!" Bi Li could not suppress the hatred in his heart when he heard the guess of the truth.

Except for the fact that he stopped him, "I'm just guessing, I can't be sure if it's him."

"As long as you kill him, don't you know, right?" Bi Li's idea was very simple, that was, he would rather kill him than let him go.

If you want to prove whether he is the murderer, just look at whether the illusion will be broken if you kill him?

As for what to do if the wrong kill is killed, he doesn't care.

As a person who has been influenced by socialism since childhood, for a very real disagreement with his crazy idea, Bi Li doesn't seem to be able to listen to his words now.

Kuizhen gently pulled Lin Guihe's sleeve and asked him to think of a solution. Lin Guihe said, "If you want to know if he is the murderer, wouldn't it be enough to test it?"

Bi Li looked at him, "How to test it?"

Lin Guihe didn't say in detail and bought it for a while, "You will know then."

That night, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse. According to Lin Guihe, midnight was the most prosperous time of the day. If you want to attract evil ghosts to kill people, you will definitely choose now.

At half past eleven, Kuizhen and Lin Guihe took advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, pried open the window of Feng Guozhong's house and sneaked in.

His house is not big, there is only one room, a bathroom, and a not-so-large living room. Feng Guozhong and Feng Yuanqiu are in the living room.

Everything in the living room was moved to the corner, and a large piece of land was empty with a formation painted on it. Feng Yuanqiu's admission ticket was placed in the center of the formation.

Except that it is really invisible, Lin Gui can clearly see the black air floating on the formation.

It was almost twelve o'clock. Feng Guozhong closed his eyes and knelt in front of the formation, muttering something. Although Feng Yuanqiu couldn't understand, he pretended to be closed and kneeling on the side.

Lin Guihu painted the trick in his hand, and the spell drifted to the formation. The black air on the formation suddenly became strong and entangled with the spell. He resisted it for a while, gradually weakened, and finally dissipated into invisible.

Lin Guihe took advantage of this time to walk to the formation and specially used spells to create a gloomy illusion.

Feng Guozhong and Feng Yuanqiu both felt a chill when they closed their eyes. When they opened their eyes, they saw a handsome man in ancient costume standing opposite them.

The dark blue robe, with a gold edge, and a nine-python embroidered look very noble. In fact, it was a costume I borrowed from the crew, and I chose a piece similar to the one from the tomb owner, but there was still some deviation.

Fortunately, Feng Guozhong and Feng Yuanqiu are not professional, and they can't see anything wrong with the clothing. They only saw a "ancient man" suddenly appearing in the room. They subconsciously thought that the person in front of them was his ancestor, and a look of joy appeared on their faces. Feng Yuanqiu also kowtowed twice.

"Ancestor, it's really you, ancestors, you must make the decision for us." Feng Guozhong kowtowed repeatedly.

Lin Guihe glanced at the two people on the ground and said proudly: "What's the matter?"

Chai Zhen covered her mouth and almost laughed out loud. Feng Guozhong and the others didn't notice it. Lin Guihe narrowed his eyes and looked at her. Chai Zhen stuck out his tongue and quickly calmed down his smile.

Lin Guihou withdrew his gaze, and Feng Guozhong on the ground had already begun to "say".

"It's all that Bi Li. If he hadn't dug your grave and destroyed our family's feng shui, how could my son not get into college? It's all Bi Li's fault! It's him that our family cannot turn over! You must bless me to kill him!"

Lin Guihu did not agree or refuse, but asked, "Where did you get this formation? It's just a waste of trouble for me to be purified."

His tone was quite impatient. Feng Guozhong was afraid that his ancestors would be angry, so he quickly offered him the person.

It’s a pity that he didn’t know who the other party was, he just said that he was a strange person he suddenly met on the road.

"It's what he told me that as long as we kill Bi Li and use his blood to sacrifice the magic circle, our family will be able to change their fortunes. Ancestor, you must not want our family to fall into trouble. Please bless me to kill Bi Li. When our family turns luck, I will get you all the sacrifices you want."

Feng Guozhong kowtowed twice again and began to fantasize about a happy life in the future.

Lin Guixia ignored him and used a color to Fazhen. Fazhen immediately lit the incense. After a moment, Feng Guozhong and Feng Yuanqiu were stunned.

Lin Guihe had already sealed his nose and Qiao Zhen's nose, so he was not confused.

Chaizhen came out of the room and kicked Feng Guozhong hard, "This is right, the murderer is Feng Guozhong. I just don't know who the person who gave him the magic circle was."

"It doesn't matter. You can break the illusion by knowing the murderer."

Except for really nodding, that's the same.

He and Lin Guihe went out of Feng Guozhong's house and returned to Bi Li's house.

He told Bi Li about this, Bi Li was almost angry to death, and at the same time he felt wronged.

Feng Guozhong's son is a waste himself. He can't get into college without his own affairs. Why is it his fault?

He actually died for such a strange reason, and Bi Li couldn't help but get even more angry.

On the seventh day, Bi Li made all preparations and lay in his favorite ebony coffin, waiting for Feng Guozhong's arrival.

The bell rang at 8 o'clock in the evening. Kuizhen and Lin Guihe hid in the villa. When they heard a dripping sound, Feng Guozhong swiped the access card and entered the villa.

"Where did he get the access card?" Chouzhen whispered.

It seems that the person behind him is a capable person, and he must be very familiar with Bi Li.

Today, Feng Guozhong did not wear modern clothes, but instead put on an ancient costume. The material of the clothes was not good, but the shape was exactly the same as the clothes in the coffin of the tomb owner.

No wonder Bi Li always thought it was the tomb owner who killed him.

Feng Guozhong sneaked into the library and gently pushed open the coffin. The heavy lid of the coffin was lifted. Feng Guozhong saw Bi Li lying inside, with a ferocious expression, "It was you who made my family poor and my son's future. I must kill you today!"

He raised the dagger in his hand, but he faced Bi Li's eyes in the coffin.

Bi Li looked at him with his eyes open, frightened Feng Guozhong. The dagger in his hand drifted in a curve and was instantly nailed to the ebony coffin.

Feng Guozhong tried hard to pull out the dagger, but he didn't expect that Bi Li took out a dagger first and stabbed Feng Guozhong straight into the chest.

Feng Guozhong shouted, and blood dripped on Bi Li's face, setting off his beautiful face as evil as a ghost.
Chapter completed!