Six Ways of Fumo

Chapter 2395 Ding Ermiao’s first love (86)

There was a house behind the Chenghuang Temple. Xia Qianhu walked in with Ding Ermiao and said, "There are some offerings here, Fellow Daoist Ding, let's chat while eating."

"Why, don't you go hunting for ghosts at night?" Ding Ermiao asked.

Xia Qianhu smiled bitterly and said: "This devil is very arrogant. He kills people not at night, but during the day. So, we can rest assured at night."

Killing people in daylight, this devil is really arrogant.Ding Ermiao frowned and asked, "How many people have died?"

Xia Chenghuang was silent for a moment and said: "Since ten days ago, there have been five in total... The fifth one died just yesterday morning. At that time, I saw it with my own eyes but could not save him. I am ashamed."

"Ridiculous, why didn't you come to us earlier!?" Ding Ermiao was furious and slapped the table with his hand.

Five people died unexpectedly in the area. Wusha, the city god of Xia Qianhu, might not be easy to save.Half Mountain is not far from Qiyunguan, and Qiyunguan also has a dull face.

Xia Qianhu sighed, and said: "At first, I didn't know that these people were killed by the dummy ghosts, because wherever the dummy ghosts went, there was no ghost aura, so it was difficult to distinguish them. Later, when I realized the strangeness, I immediately said that they were killed by the ghosts of the underworld. , who knows... The underworld's response was not timely, and it took three days to notify me to ask Qi Yunguan for help..."

"Damn it, King Yama is not a good guy. He neglected his duties." Ding Ermiao said.

"Shhh..." Xia Qianhu was startled, waved his hand and said: "Fellow Daoist Ding, you can't say these words. If you spread them, it would be a crime of great disrespect."

Ding Ermiao chuckled and said: "There is no one else here, unless it comes from your mouth. Besides, I worship Sanqing, not King Yama, so to me, there is no big disrespect."

Taoist priests worship gods but not ghosts. Although King Yama is awesome, he is not the leader of Ding Ermiao.

"Don't talk about this, don't talk about this..." Xia Qianhu hurriedly interrupted the topic and said: "Those killed by the ghost were all people from Sandao Street. They were all young men and their surname was Jia. It's very strange. Bar."

"So, you have a grudge against Jia?" Ding Ermiao frowned.

"That's what I guessed, but I don't have any concrete clues."

"It's not important to prove whether they have enmity or not. The important thing is to catch and destroy the Dun ghost. Xia Chenghuang saw the Duffy ghost, what does the Duffy look like?" Ding Ermiao asked.

Xia Qianhu raised his wine glass and said: "Daoyou Ding doesn't know something. It's also very important to find out the grievances between Dian Gui and Jia's surname. Because we can speculate how Dun Gui died and judge his ultimate goal. But It's really not easy to find out about this. Du ghost... I saw it yesterday. He was a middle-aged man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks. Same, I can’t tell when he became a ghost.”

With that said, Xia Qianhu asked Ding Ermiao for pen and paper and drew a portrait of the suspect.

This Xia Qianhu was probably an artist during his lifetime. He had good painting skills and the portraits he drew of suspects were very realistic.

Ding Ermiao stared at the portrait, took note of the appearance of the person in the painting, and asked: "You can't see his true face, and don't know which dynasty he was in before he was alive?"

"Ashamed, the little Shinto is not good enough to see it." Xia Qianhu shook his head and said.

Ding Ermiao touched his chin and asked thoughtfully: "Where should we start looking for this ghost?"

"Well, I have no other way. I can only use your hand to send out the portrait of this ghost, so that everyone can find it spontaneously. Of course, we will also look for it on the street. Once we find it, we will hunt it down and fight for it. Captured in one fell swoop."

"Looking for?" Ding Ermiao was a little depressed. Is this kind of search a blanket search, or is it like trying to find a needle in a haystack?

Xia Qianhu smiled bitterly and said, "Or Daoyou Ding will check the situation tomorrow and try another method?"

Ding Ermiao thought for a moment and said, "All the deceased were named Jia. Are there many people named Jia here?"

"The surname Jia is a common surname here. There are 2000 people near Sandao Street, including thousands of men."

"It seems that we still need to focus on monitoring the vicinity of Jia's house. How about this, you will accompany me tomorrow and go to the deceased's house to look for some clues." Ding Ermiao said.

Xia Qianhu nodded and arranged for Ding Ermiao to rest in the temple.

Early the next morning, Ding Ermiao was woken up by the sound of voices in front of the door.When he got up, he saw hundreds of villagers gathered in front of the Chenghuang Temple, all waiting for him.

Ding Ermiao washed briefly, got dressed, and asked, "Is the patriarch named Jia here?"

A gentle old man stepped forward and said, "I am who I am."

"What's the old gentleman's name?" Ding Ermiao asked.

"My family, Jia Shiwen, is the current patriarch." the old man said.

Ding Ermiao nodded and said: "Mr. Jia, I need a few people, but not too many. Just keep the two young men and other related personnel. Tell the other tribesmen to disperse."

The pretendingly polite old gentleman hurriedly made arrangements, and in the end only seven people were left.

Ding Ermiao expressed satisfaction and said, "Eat breakfast first and talk while eating."

"Breakfast has been prepared a long time ago. Master Ding is coming with me. All the next three meals will be at my house." Jia Shiwen hurriedly invited him.

Ding Ermiao and several people surnamed Jia left the City God's Temple together. Xia Qianhu followed them invisibly, followed by a thin dark wind. If you didn't pay attention, you wouldn't be able to notice them at all.

Jia Shiwen's home is on the second side street of Sandao Street. It is in good condition. The shop facing the street has its own supermarket below.One of Jia Shiwen's grandnephew also died a few days ago, so Jia Shiwen was very anxious about this matter.

In order to catch ghosts, Jia Shiwen closed all supermarkets.

When he came to the bungalow in the backyard of Jia's house, Ding Ermiao saw that Jia Shiwen was too polite. Early in the morning, he even prepared a large table of food and wine. I dare not say it was delicacies from mountains and seas, but they were all the best in the mountains. Dishes.

"Breakfast is ready, Daoist Ding, eat first, let's eat first..." Jia Shiwen said respectfully.

"For breakfast, just light it up. A bowl of porridge and a few dried radishes are enough. Why spend so much money?" Ding Ermiao frowned, then sat down and ate happily.

"Dao Ding has been working hard for a long time, and this is also a little bit of our gratitude." Jia Shiwen smiled and presented another wad of banknotes, saying: "This is the deposit. After the work is completed, there will be a big thank you."

Ding Ermiao looked at the wad of banknotes, about [-] pieces.The Jia family really spent a lot of money to catch ghosts.

"Keep the money for now. Let's talk about it after I catch the ghost." Ding Ermiao ate quickly and finished it soon. He waved his hand and said, "Okay, let's start talking. Where are the dead? They were cremated. No?"

(End of this chapter)