"Pindao already understands your situation."

"Every injustice has its own owner, and every debt has its owner. Now that the ghosts are asking for their lives, you deserve what you have deserved. This is retribution that is clearly stipulated by heaven."

Xingyun said slowly.

"Master Taoist, help me. This crime is really not something we can bear. How can any of us women be able to commit such a heinous crime?"

The old woman with the scarred face and the old woman in red became more and more frightened and uneasy.

"Since you are not the one who committed the crime, why did I find you? Logically speaking, this wronged soul would not find the wrong person." Xingyun said doubtfully.

"Taoist Priest, there is a reason for this."

The scar-faced old woman hesitated.

"Why are you still hesitating? We are all going to be killed. What's the use of hiding it now? If you don't tell me, I will."

While the scar-faced old lady was hesitating, the red-dressed old lady couldn't bear it anymore.

She was under tremendous pressure. Her favorite little son had been crazy these days, looking like a ghost possessed by an innocent person. He hid in the kitchen and drank chicken blood. His mouth was full of blood. He cut clothes with scissors and could cut everything.

There were fragments everywhere... and so on, which had already made her exhausted.

"Okay, let me do the talking." The scar-faced old woman had no choice but to put aside all his hesitations.

In terms of eloquence, an old woman with a scarred face is more powerful.

"This is all Mr. Feng's doing. Those immoral things were not done by us. If you want to find the guilty soul, you should look for him, not us." The scar-faced old lady said.

"Which Mr. Feng?" Xingyun said calmly.

"That's Feng Jiagui, the young master of Mr. Feng's family. He is Mr. Feng's youngest son, and his name is Feng Qingyan." The scar-faced old woman said.

"Isn't it Feng Chengtan?"

"No, no, Feng Chengtan is Lord Feng's eighth son. The young master I am talking about is Feng Qingyan." The scar-faced old woman corrected her.

"No, I heard that Feng Qingyan is a young talent. He is very famous in the Dongling Academy branch in the capital. What evil things can he do?" Xingyun raised his eyebrows.

"You know people but don't know their hearts. That Mr. Feng Qingyan is really a villain. The young talents rumored outside are all fake and cannot be taken seriously." The scar-faced old woman complained.

Now when I mention Mr. Feng, the scar-faced old woman gets angry.

"Feng Qingyan, he is a juren. You have to know that if you talk nonsense about a juren, you will be put in jail if you are prosecuted." Xingyun said calmly.

Being in jail is an extremely scary thing. Nowadays, the conditions in various prison cells in the capital are extremely poor, and when a woman is in jail, it is even more intimidating.

Xingyun came here to scare the scar-faced old woman on purpose.

But now it was obvious that his threats had no effect, and the scar-faced old woman's eyes were red.

"I'm not afraid. My family is going to be killed by ghosts, and I can't care about anything else." The scar-faced old woman yelled, holding her neck.

In this regard, Xingyun could only sigh secretly. These foolish women really believed in the ghosts seeking their lives, and they were actually fearless.

It seems that Zi Yan's idea on this matter is right.

Instead of catching these people and torture them severely, it is better to use means to get these people to actively cooperate. The effect achieved is completely different.

"Tell me what evil deeds Feng Qingyan did? If it's true, you are not the mastermind. Pindao can cast a spell to let the ghosts know the truth. Every wrong has its owner, and every debt has its owner. Let them go find the right owner." Xing Yue waved his whisk.

, said what the scar-faced old woman wanted.

"Master Feng Qingyan, he is a beast. He has been buying people from outsiders since he was eleven years old. He bought those little girls and boys, and whipped them and tortured them. Over the years, he has done this intermittently, and he has harmed at least a few people.

Ten lives..."

"Conscience of heaven and earth, he did all those things. We, just guarding the door for him and helping him...we are not the ones who want to harm people's lives. Those ghosts who seek their lives are the ones who should be looking for him, not us."

The old woman with a scar face foamed at the mouth and complained.

"You said he killed dozens of people, but your words are unfounded. You have to have evidence to prove it." Xingyun said.

"There is abundant evidence. We, the people, have witnessed this with our own eyes. The bones of those who were killed were thrown into the river."

"Throw it into the river? Which river?"

"It's the river outside the capital, leading directly to Tongtian River." The scar-faced old woman said.

There is only one river outside the capital, which connects to the Tongtian River and the moat of the capital.

"Do you know where he threw it from? It's best to find the bones so that you can do something right." Xingyun raised his eyebrows.

"I know, some of them were carried into the carriage with our help. They were tied up in sacks, put on stones and sunk into the river."

"That's good. To prevent the ghost from claiming his life, it's better to start the journey as soon as possible without further delay."

"Taoist Master, we can leave now." The scar-faced old lady gritted her teeth.

Originally, she had to meet Mr. Feng today and had to deal with some loose ends, but now she couldn't care about that. In order to save the lives of her family, she was willing to risk everything.

"Wait a moment, Pindao will make some arrangements. Please wait here for a while."

Xingyun stood up and quickly left the quiet room.

After he went out, he found the secret guard responsible for liaison and spread the word about the situation here.

Not long after, I received the message that had been arranged over there.

About half an hour later, Xingyun brought the old woman with the scarred face and the old woman in red to the river outside the city.

A large ship docked at the simple pier.

Standing at the bow of the boat is a heroic woman.

"Guild Leader Han, thank you for your help." Xingyun shouted loudly.

Han Feiyu quickly jumped off the deck and came to the dock.

She looked at Xingyun and the two old women beside her.

"You're welcome, Taoist Priest, are these two the two you are talking about?"

"Yes, it's them."

"Okay, let's start identifying and salvaging now."

This area of ​​water is relatively desolate, and people usually speed by without stopping at random.

But at this time, Han Feiyu's big boat was moving slowly, and the crew on the boat took out a big net and was fishing nearby.

"It's been more than ten years and no one has floated. It seems that you used a lot of materials when you threw the corpses in." Han Feiyu glanced at the scar-faced old woman and said.

"At that time, there were a lot of stones installed, Mr. Feng said, because he was afraid of being discovered." The scarred old lady showed a trace of shame on her face.

But Han Feiyu, who already knew the cause and effect, had no sympathy for this man in his heart.

Mr. Feng Qingyan committed evil deeds. Are these two old women really innocent? Even if they did not kill with their own hands, they are still accomplices and accomplices.

"Caught it!"

Suddenly a loud shout came.

One of the crew members pulled it upwards vigorously, and several crew members nearby immediately came up to help.

Several people dragged the giant net together, and soon it was pulled onto the deck.
Chapter completed!