I looked at this mountain intently. What is the origin of it?

Last night, this mountain could not give Xiao Linxuan and the others a sense of oppression, and there was a sense of oppression behind it. Is there something that ghosts are afraid of?

What can make ghosts scare are talismans, formations, or magic tools that have the function of exorcising evil spirits and eliminating evil spirits.

I think the possibility of magic tools will be higher.

Because I feel that there is fluctuation of spiritual power here, generally only magic weapons will have fluctuation of spiritual power.

"Maybe, something was buried in the mountain." I whispered.

"So should I send an excavator to dig?" Zhao Dongchen asked, "If you think you need it, I can apply for help from the excavator team."

I was about to say that this method is feasible, but suddenly I thought that when we were digging an ancient tomb in Lujia Village, we almost destroyed our Lujia Village.

This Shaxi Village is so strange and has such a strong yin energy. Who knows if there are also ancient tombs filled with resentful souls in this mountain?

This is not a joke.

I used my brain-stimulating function, even if there is a magic weapon on this mountain, and this magic weapon suppresses the resentful souls.

Once we accidentally move this magic weapon to the point of digging the mountain, the suppressed resentful soul will definitely run out.

At that time, I am afraid that the entire Shaxi Village will die at the hands of the resentful soul.

So I shook my head quickly and said, "Don't worry, let's observe again."

"Okay, if you need any assistance, tell me, I will make arrangements." Zhao Dongchen nodded. Now he has completely listened to my arrangements. After all, the case in Shaxi Village has exceeded his ability.

"Go to the mountain to take a look." I said.

Last night I was on the top of the mountain, and I couldn't see anything clearly because of the black paint.

Now during the day, everything is in sight.

However, I took the compass and searched the mountain up and downhill, but nothing was found on the surface of the mountain.

So it must be buried in this mountain.

"Let's go to another team to see." The most important thing is the hills of other teams. I want to see if it is the same as this mountain. In addition to the yin energy, there are also fluctuations in spiritual power.

"Okay, then which team we are going to now?" Zhao Dongchen nodded and asked at me.

"Go to the first team. I want to find Grandma Zhou to find out the situation. We have been to the mountain there before. It has yin energy, but there is no spiritual power fluctuation." I said.

"Well, I also think Grandma Zhou must know something. Even if she refuses to say it, it is difficult to do it." Zhao Dongchen said with a wry smile, "We are afraid of meeting people who know the truth but hide it but refuse to say it. We really have no choice but to do this kind of person."

I nodded, yes, no one else committed a crime, and you can't torture her and confess.

Fortunately, it is winter now and the weather is very cold. In addition, Shaxi Village itself is entangled with yin energy, making it even more cold.

So we didn't sweat at all when we climbed up and down the mountain. Instead, we felt that our limbs, which were stiff due to the cold, were much warmer.

We all the way to Grandma Zhou's house.

Just like last time, Grandma Zhou sat on the stone pier at the gate, her turbid gaze was a little dull.

When she saw us, her eyes moved, and then she remembered who we were.

"Grandma Zhou." I walked up to her and squatted down, shouted at her with a smile.

"Little girl, why are you here again? Didn't you tell you this? Don't get involved." Grandma Zhou frowned and sighed.

"Grandma Zhou, this Shaxi Village is very strange. There must be something wrong. If you know something, please tell me?" I looked at her and said seriously.

"I don't know, I don't know anything." Grandma Zhou's eyes flashed, then she immediately shook her head and denied it.

"Grandma Zhou, I know you know, so tell us what you know? There are so many murders in Shaxi Village, and many outsiders have been brought here and killed. This place must be related to the criminal gang." Song Xiaoni also squatted beside me and said softly, "Grandma Zhou, I think you are also a kind person, and you shouldn't bear to see innocent people being killed again."

"I don't know, I don't know anything, you guys go." Grandma Zhou stood up with her knees, waved at us, and then walked into the door.

With a slam, she closed the door, obviously refusing to communicate with us again.

Song Xiaoni and I looked at each other. This old lady is really not in the air.

Or, she doesn't want to say it's because of a reason?

I remembered the horror on Mrs. Zhou’s face before, and I was sure that the truth she knew would threaten her life.

Or, she knew about the criminal gang?

Or know those geniuses?

I remembered that one of the three evil ghosts died forty years ago, and forty years ago, Old Mrs. Zhou looked like she was about twenty years old.

She must have an impression of what happened forty years ago.

"Grandma Zhou, it's okay if you don't know. Can you help me see if you recognize this person?" I stood up, patted the door and said.

"Who?" Grandma Zhou should have been standing behind the door. As soon as I finished speaking, her voice came from behind the door.

I asked Song Xiaoni to take out the portrait of the Heavenly Master who killed the evil ghost forty years ago and said, "Do you recognize the person in this painting, Grandma Zhou?"

Old Mrs. Zhou opened a gap in the door.

I quickly handed the portrait in through the gap.

"This person..." Grandma Zhou burst into tears as soon as she saw the portrait, "How could you have a portrait of this person?"

Then she suddenly opened the door, her face full of horror, as if she had remembered something that impressed her and was full of fear.

"This is a portrait we drew from a ghost's mouth through his description. This person is the murderer who killed that ghost." When I saw Grandma Zhou like this, I couldn't help but feel happy. She must have known this Tianshi.

"That ghost? What does that look like?" Grandma Zhou trembled after hearing my words, she grabbed my arm and asked quickly.

"I'll draw it for you to see what that ghost looks like." This Tianshi was the one who killed the decapitated ghost.

When I was learning to draw, I just wanted to draw a beautiful face for Brother Xiao.

But I didn't expect that this painting technique could be of such great help to my work.

I immediately took out the pencil and notebook from my backpack, and drew the look of a decapitated ghost on the notebook.

Song Xiaoni came over and she exclaimed again, "Xiao Nai, you can be a professional painter with your painting skills. The paintings look so similar to the photos taken."

Zhao Dongchen and the others also nodded sincerely in agreement with Song Xiaoni's statement.

After I finished drawing, I handed the painting to Old Lady Zhou and said to her, "Grandma Zhou, this is this person."

Old Mrs. Zhou looked down at the portrait. Her face looked even more frightened, and her body shook, almost unable to stand firm.
Chapter completed!