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"Wu Qing? Why are you here?" Wei Donglai opened his eyes wide and spoke loudly.

Wu Qing turned around and saw the three of them. He nodded slightly, his eyes fell on Yan Zhao, and asked without answering, "How did you find this place?"

Yan Zhao picked up the yellow paper crane that immediately stopped and returned to its original shape after finding its place.

"We suspected that this matter was related to the head-turning master. When we went to the inn where the person seeking help was staying, I felt the residual aura of the evil magic and used the tracking technique to find this place."

A faint smile appeared in Wu Qing's eyes: "Sure enough, it is you."

Hua Xia lazily leaned against the wall, crossed his arms and crossed his chest, squinting at him: "What about you, how did you find this place? You are a Jiangtou master and a native of Yun Province, so you should know more than us."

Wu Qing was silent for a moment, touched the wooden pendant on his neck, his oil ghost boy, and said slowly:

"Yes, I am from Yun Province. I know that the more remote the town is and the closer it is to the border, the more popular the head-lowering culture is. I was born in a similar town and learned the head-lowering technique by chance when I was young.

There are good people and bad people in every group. There will be good sects who have gone astray.

Many of the evil spells in the head-lowering technique require the use of the bones or souls of infants, but after all, these are not materials that can be obtained easily like rice and wood.

As a result, in many places there will be unscrupulous masters who use black magic to abduct and mutilate babies and children.

For such evil people, decent people will see them and punish them.I've been tracking it before but didn't get many clues.

In this case, when I heard about the strange children in the alley in the middle of the night, and the disembodied heads appearing on the eaves, I immediately thought of the witchcraft such as the witchcraft puppet and the flying head technique in the head-dropping technique. I understand. It was most likely the work of the Jiangtou division.

So I also went to the inn where the helper lost his child. When I saw the Gumantong at the door, I knew there was something wrong. It was indeed the Jiangtou Master who was causing trouble maliciously.

After my oil ghost communicated with the Gumantong and found out that he bought it from this store, he came here and saw you right away. "

Wei Donglai exclaimed and realized: "It turns out that the innkeeper just said that the person who stared at Gumantong for a while and then turned around and left was you!"

The comment area in the live broadcast room became lively.

[My witch is still the fastest, and he is indeed an excellent and talented head-dropper! 】

[To be honest, I want to learn Zhao Zhao’s tracking technique, so I’ll spend a lot of money to teach him! ! ! 】

[These bad head-dropping masters are so abominable!The key point is that if they use sorcery, ordinary people will be hard-pressed to guard against it!Wu Qing is quite righteous and will continue to investigate! 】

While the four of them were talking, Zheng Beiqiu, who was wearing a Taoist robe, strode over from the alley and looked over with a frown, his eyes a little complicated.

"Have you all found this place?"

Wei Donglai said with a smile: "Yes, Taoist Priest, you also saw Gumantong coming? You and Sister Zhao are both members of the Xuanmen, do you also use the tracking technique?"

Tracking?
He pursed his lips, looked at Yan Zhao involuntarily, shook his head and said:

"No, I don't know how to track, but it is indeed because of Gumantong that I came here.

I went to the inns where the previous dozen cases occurred and looked at them one by one. I found that there was a Gumantong in every shop, with a strange aura.

So I guessed this was a key clue and asked every shop owner where they bought the GumanThong from, and they all told me this address. "

“Every house has a Gumantong?”

When several people heard this new news, they were surprised at first, and then their guess was verified. This matter was indeed related to the Jiangtou Division.

Wei Donglai opened his eyes wide and seemed to understand the method of committing the crime: "Could it be that some bad head-dropping master ordered Gumantong to do it?" He lowered his voice to create the atmosphere of telling a ghost story.

"In the middle of the night, when people are quiet, the Gumantong who was quiet during the day will quietly come to life when no one is around, with a weird smile on his face, open the window without making a sound, fly in and steal the children who have been targeted during the day...! "

Hua Xia patted him on the head and said angrily: "What are you thinking about? Gumantong will only be driven by the worshiper. If it can be used by the head-lowering master at will, then who dares to worship it at home? Isn't it just to lure the wolf into the house? "

As a professional head-lowering master, Wu Qing remained silent for a moment and whispered:
"It is true that Gumantong will not be driven by any arbitrary head-dropping master, but it is possible for the head-turning master who makes Gumantong.

If the producer uses ancient evil magic and secret techniques to incorporate his own essence and blood into it during production, he can have the power to control every one of his works.

Even if there are worshipers, they will still be retained and have a higher priority.

The risk, however, is that if his work is damaged, not only will the worshiper suffer backlash, but so will he. "

He paused for fear of causing panic, and then added: "This evil secret technique has been lost for a long time. Few people know it, let alone being used. There is no need to worry."

"Look, I was right! My clever head, hey~" Wei Donglai nudged Hua Xia with his elbow, a look of pride on his face.

Hua Xia rolled his eyes and ignored him. Instead, he stared at Wu Qing and said with a faint smile: "You seem to be very familiar with this so-called ancient evil secret technique. According to what you said, a decent lower head The teacher shouldn’t know so clearly.”

Wu Qing was silent for a while, hesitated to speak, and finally said briefly and concisely: "The specific things need to be fully confirmed before I tell you."

Hua Xia snorted, staring at him with dark eyes, raising his eyebrows and saying: "You say half and keep half, you are so secretive, people who don't know think you have something to do with the head-officer behind this case."

Wu Qing did not argue and lowered his eyes in silence.

Yan Zhao glanced at Wu Qing and said quietly: "Okay, let's forget about it for now. We have already touched the truth of this case, and now we only need the final verification. Let's go in and have a look."

Wei Donglai nodded in agreement: "There is only one truth! Let's go!"

He said he was extremely brave, but his fat body quickly shrank behind Yan Zhao and Hua Xia very flexibly, and sandwiched himself in the middle to ensure that everyone in front and behind was safe.

"..."

Zheng Beiqiu looked at the fat man who squeezed in front of him, his face full of words.

Yan Zhao stretched out his hand to push the door. Although the dark door panel was tightly closed, it was not locked. No force was needed. He pushed it gently and opened with a creak.

Several people walked into this small shop. After everyone entered, the door suddenly closed on its own with a bang.

There was no light in the room, only the dim candlelight swaying on the pale candle, like a poisonous snake spitting out a snake message with ill intentions.

In the flickering of light and shadow, one can see that the surrounding wooden cabinets and wooden tables are densely covered with golden baby ornaments of various shapes and sizes, with ghost faces, fangs, or weird smiles.

The Gumantong that You Yanzhao and the others had seen before were more diverse in size and shape here.There are Buddhist amulets containing baby ghosts that Huang Tao worshiped before, some big enough to stand upright, and some small enough to hang with you.There are many things that Yan Zhao and others have never seen before except Wu Qing, but they are even more weird and evil.

Wei Donglai shrank further between the people, opened his eyes wide and whispered: "Everything sold here is from the head-down master. Why do I feel a little chilly all over."

Hua Xia's face tightened, his eyes swept over each "commodity", he sneered, gritted his teeth and said: "Liang is right, dozens of resentful souls of infants and children who died tragically are staring at you here, you can't be cool if you don't Strange!"

A voice sounded.

"Are you here to invite the golden boy?"

In the past few days, I have finished reading the latest white volume of Forensic Physician Qin Ming and The Little Fish Out of the Jade Gate. While I praised it for being so good, I was also affected...these chapters are written like case reasoning and strange mysteries...the live broadcast elements of the program have faded away. , holding his head and running away...