Wushuang has probably never shown Xuanmen methods in front of Ling Ying. The girl and her mother have been staring at me eagerly, probably not letting them see some magical places. Both of them have a little bit of trouble on their faces.

disappointment.

Of course, they are determined not to doubt our ability at this time. Master Zhou is already in the room. Anyone who pretends to be a liar must be scared away early and will not risk their lives to come here. With this little intelligence, they

There should still be some.

The mother and daughter came over, apparently wanting to ask about the specific situation, but at this time I was just as doubtful as they were, so naturally I couldn't explain it to them, so I shook my head, opened the door and walked in.

"My room is the first one on the second floor!"

Ling Ying hurriedly reminded her behind her, and subconsciously followed her to lead the way, but she quickly came to her senses and hurriedly retreated.

This was completely unnecessary, and there was no need to remind her. The little Taoist nun was already frightened at the time, and she ran away in a hurry, leaving behind a series of traces of panic and panic. She didn't even close the door, and it was easy to follow the traces.

The lights in the room were turned off, and there were only two half-burned candles standing on the bedside tables on both sides. It was probably Master Zhou's favorite tune. The air was filled with the smell of burning candles, mixed with a dull fishy smell.

It has a faint smell of rust, which makes people feel nauseated. This is the smell of human blood. The most fishy smell is much fishier than the blood of big animals.

A person was lying on the messy bed. It was Master Zhou who was there during the day. He was completely naked. His head was hanging down along the edge of the bed. The fatal wound was on his neck. His skin and flesh were rolled up. Because of his death posture, he felt

Half of his neck was split open, his head was about to roll off at any time, a large pool of blood flowed out, and most of the sheets were red.

Lao Bai reached out to turn on the light, but Brother Yaozi grabbed his wrist and stopped him.

Then, Brother Kitale took out his white gloves from his backpack and put them on before turning on the light.

"Let's try our best not to meet the public and leave any traces here, lest we get into trouble."

Brother Yaozi explained with a smile, and then said: "The head is drooped, which is convenient for bleeding. The blood has not drained yet. If it is true as Jingzhe said, the murderer is a living creature, there should still be some smell of the other party.

, try if you can smell it."

As long as it is a living creature, it will definitely have body odor to some extent.

Lao Bai naturally understood this. Needless to say, he immediately used a variety of bone-stealing and fragrant tricks, and his nose bones made a soft "click-click" sound.

"To be honest, I hate smelling other people's lovemaking. It's so disgusting when it's amplified."

Lao Bai twitched his nose while muttering and complaining. As he spoke, he frowned: "You are right. In addition to the smell of blood and the various strange smells emanating from people, there are indeed

Another taste, but..."

I smiled and said, don't be hesitant. This thing about Ling Ying's family is already weird. No matter how strange the situation happens, there is nothing to be surprised about.

"No, this smell... seems to be the smell of cats and dogs."

Lao Bai said: "Well... cats and dogs will have a fishy smell on their fur if they haven't been bathed for a long time. You must have smelled it, right? And... this fishy smell is mixed with the smell in the trash can on the roadside.

A putrid smell...

Apart from this, there is no other special smell, not even that of strangers.

The murderer...can't be a cat or dog, right?"

"It doesn't have to be a cat or dog, but it could be an animal."

Brother Yaozi suddenly spoke. He was squatting next to Master Zhou's body, carefully observing the other party's wounds, and said lightly: "Look carefully at the gash on his neck. The cut surface is not smooth, which means...

...It's not like a knife sliding open, but something like a hook. The opening was opened at an extremely fast speed, and the blood vessels and vocal cords underneath were all cut off at once. It looked like a fish.

Hooks or something, of course, the claws of some animals can also cause such wounds, the premise is... this animal can swing its claws at an almost unparalleled speed, and it has extremely high intelligence, like a well-trained

Like a killer, it kills with one clean blow, leaving Master Zhou with no chance to scream. It is not very big, or even very small, otherwise the wound caused by its claws would not be so narrow. And here, you

look……"

As he spoke, Brother Yaozi pointed to the sheets drooping beside the bed and the scratches on the wooden floor not far away: "There are bite marks on the sheets, which have been moistened, and the traces of saliva have not dried up. Then contact the corresponding scratches on the floor.

It can be confirmed that after killing Master Zhou, this thing bit the sheets and prepared to drag Master Zhou off the bed. However, it was too small and could not be pulled off at all. It only left many scratches on the ground.

That’s all…”

"Could it be that they are cats and dogs that have become sperms?"

Zhang Xinya blurted out, and immediately laughed herself. This is absolutely unreliable. Animals have to be instinctive to become spirits. It is not that piece of material. The chance is too small. For example, the old mongoose we saw before was fed back by the true Gu.

The ones raised were forcibly transformed into spirits, but they still don't have much power. Once found, they can almost only be slaughtered by others. The same is true for domesticated animals such as cats and dogs. They may be very smart, but unless they are very defiant and unnatural

Chance, otherwise it would be impossible to become a spirit or something. You won’t see one or two for hundreds of years. Instead, it’s because they stay with people all year round, and the souls of dead people can easily get into people’s homes. These dead cats and dead dogs

The soul is also called disaster in some places. It is not harmful to people, but it has some influence on Feng Shui.

"I'm more focused on the fact that the life-seeking ghost controlled the cats and dogs and came here to kill people."

I said: "To find out these things, the best way is to find Master Zhou's soul and ask. If the soul of a person who has just died is not with the body, it should be wandering nearby, right?"

"It's better to ask the underworld than the ghosts and gods."

Brother Yaozi said: "Especially for someone who died violently like this. If he calls out to ask questions before he has passed the first seven days, he will easily get entangled with you and have to ask you to help him take revenge. Then the already complicated matter will become even more troublesome. Moreover,

This matter is full of weirdness, even if we ask the dead, it won’t be of much help to our matter, so it’s best not to ask unless it’s absolutely necessary!”

I naturally understand these principles. In fact, I just mentioned them. Otherwise, I would have done so long ago. I nodded, said no more, walked around again, and turned around when I had a general understanding of the situation.

Left here.

Brother Yaozi stayed to deal with some of the traces we left behind.

After I left the door, Ling Ying and three people waiting outside immediately surrounded me and asked me about my situation.

I tilted my head and asked Ling Ying: "Have you ever raised small animals like cats and dogs?"

"No, I hate those things."

Ling Ying said: "Those things always shed hair. I'm a little allergic. What's wrong?"

I nodded. In fact, it was just to confirm again. Now I have the answer. Although it is outrageous, this should be the truth - the murderers should be small animals such as cats and dogs!!

"Then what?"

Ling Ying asked tentatively: "What is it that is haunting our family?"

I asked her: "What time is it now?"

Ling Ying was so annoyed by me that she almost lost her temper. She looked at her watch and gritted her teeth and said, "It's not even 4:20, what's going on?"

"Don't worry, there are still some things that need to be confirmed."

I pointed to the car parked aside: "You three, please get in the car and wait for another forty minutes. Once the Yin hour passes, it will be clear whether Master Zhou was the one who died unjustly. Only then will this matter be revealed."
Chapter completed!