Tang Dynasty detective

Chapter 18
At this moment, a large net suddenly fell from the sky, covering the ghost under it.

The ghost fell heavily on the ground, Li Canghai jumped on it without saying a word.

Although the ghost was covered by the net, he suddenly let out a shriek, and there was a chirping sound, and the rope net split open immediately.

Li Canghai hit the air with one blow, he was in a bad mood, this rope net was made of oil-soaked hemp rope, it was extremely tough, the opponent could break it easily.

Seeing the ghost float away from the window, Li Canghai immediately shouted: Do it!

It was too late, but it was too late, the servant who was ambushing under the corner of the room immediately tore open the cloth bag and threw it towards the window.

A vast expanse of white flour fell all over the sky, and the ghost directly passed through and disappeared in an instant.

Li Canghai held his nose, stumbled out of the clan hall, looked up at the opposite roof, and found that Di Qing had disappeared.

Walking to the window in two or three steps, he looked at the traces of flour left on the ground and said to himself, "Di Qing, I'll leave it to you."

"Master, how is it? Is it really an ancestor?" Di Ying asked nervously while pinching the yellow talisman, beads of sweat dripping from his forehead.

It is a crime of disrespect to attack the ancestors, so he must confirm whether it is Di Renjie's heroic spirit.

"I have guaranteed my life, it is definitely not Di Gong's spirit just now." Li Canghai casually said a few comforting words to reassure them.

At this time, there was a sudden exclamation in the clan hall.

Li Canghai and Di Ying rushed in, only to see a corpse lying in the clan hall, the corpse was twisted all over, showing a strange posture.

Everyone yelled in horror and backed away in fright.

Di Ying's face was pale, without a trace of blood. He approached tremblingly, and after seeing the appearance of the corpse, he suddenly let out a scream, rolled his eyes strangely in fright, and passed out directly.

Li Canghai hurried forward, he knew the corpse, this person was the servant of the Di family.

All the servants hid outside the door in fright, with terrified expressions on their faces.

Li Canghai's face was a bit ugly, he calmed down the crowd, and ordered Di Ying to be carried away, and then sent to notify the government, and squatted in front of the corpse to observe.

When he left the clan hall just now, there was nothing in the hall, how could a corpse suddenly appear.

Besides, it was only a cup of tea from the moment he left to the outside.

Li Canghai inspected the corpse carefully, he found that the corpse was already cold, and what was even more strange was that there was no wound on the corpse.

On the whole, it seems that this person has been dead for a long time.

However, just before a stick of incense, Li Canghai had seen him.

Li Canghai believed his eyes, he was absolutely right, so the question came, why did the corpse appear cold and stiff?
In the empty family hall, the candles flickered on and off.

The originally solemn family hall became a little eerie and weird at this moment.

The corpse was stiff, and its limbs were twisted in an incredible way.His eyeballs were protruding and his face was ferocious, as if he was enduring great pain.

"I'm back!" With a gust of wind, Di Qing rushed into the clan hall.

"Miss Qing, did you catch up?" Li Canghai stood up and asked.

As soon as Di Qing stood up, she was taken aback by what she saw in front of her. She screamed: "How could there be a dead person?"

Li Canghai frowned and said, "This matter is too strange, let's talk about it later. Did you catch that 'ghost'?"

Di Qing calmed down, tried her best not to let herself look at the strange corpse, and said, "I followed your arrangement and followed the traces of flour all the way, and when I left West Market, the 'ghost' disappeared. "

Li Canghai was secretly surprised, to be able to escape from Di Qing's grasp, this 'ghost' is quite capable.

Li Canghai was thinking about something here, but Di Qing had already walked to the corpse and looked at it. Women's minds are much more delicate than men's. At this moment, Di Qing suddenly covered her mouth and cried out: " Cang Hai, we... really saw a 'ghost'!"

Li Canghai looked at Di Qing suspiciously, a little puzzled.

Pointing at the corpse, Di Qing said with a pale face, "Look...does his posture resemble the statue in Sen Luo Hall?"

Li Canghai suddenly came to his senses, no wonder he felt that this scene seemed familiar before, and it turned out to be very similar to the posture of a stone statue they saw in the Palace of King Qin Guang.

A cold feeling rose from behind, and Li Canghai shivered involuntarily.

This is too weird. How could this person's death look so similar to those statues? Could it be that there are really ghosts haunting him?

At this time, a group of Yamen servants rushed over with torches in hand.

A man in a blue official robe came to the clan hall led by a servant.

"Who are you?" The man looked dignified. Seeing Li Canghai observing the dead body, he scolded, "This is the scene of a murder, the idlers leave as soon as possible!"

"My lord, he is the sorcerer my master invited to catch ghosts." The servant said hastily.

"Mage?" The official looked him up and down a few times, and said with a sneer, "Pretending to be a ghost, I think he is clearly a charlatan, throw me out!"

A few yamen servants came in at the sound, and dragged Li Canghai away without saying a word.

Just as his body was pulled backwards, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of the claws of the corpse curled up under his body.

Li Canghai exerted all his strength, and immediately broke away from several yamen servants, and hurriedly ran to squat down in front of the corpse.

He moved the dead man's claws away, and unexpectedly found that there was a line of blood on the place covered by the dead man's claws.

"To disturb the ancestors is a crime that cannot be punished!"

The eight blood characters were shocking, and everyone felt chills down their backs, as if they had really seen a ghost.

Di Qing's face was as pale as paper, she was a descendant of the Di family, these eight words were like thunderbolts to her.

The official frowned, he glanced around, and suddenly shouted: "Leave immediately, I want to inspect the scene myself."

As he spoke, Li Canghai and the others were kicked out of the clan hall before everyone could react.

"What... what's going on here? Cang Hai, is that 'ghost' really an ancestor?" Di Qing asked with a trembling voice, biting her lip.

Li Canghai's face was serious, everything that happened tonight exceeded his expectations.

Ghost Ying didn't catch it, but somehow killed a domestic servant. This is really losing his wife and losing his army.

He had guessed before that the so-called 'ghosts' were probably the group of tomb robbers, but now it seems that the situation is more complicated.

In just one stick of incense, a living person became a stiff dead person. The most frightening thing is that the eight blood characters were written by the deceased himself.

"Curse, it must be a curse!"

A domestic servant murmured in horror. His voice was not loud, but it was heard clearly in everyone's ears.

The rest of the servants looked at each other in blank dismay. They had all participated in the ghost hunting operation. If it was a curse, maybe it would be their turn next.They fell to their knees in fright, and kowtowed to the clan hall.

After about a stick of incense, the official walked out of the family hall, he glanced at the crowd, and said: "This matter is strange, I have to go back to find Wu Zuo, you wait for Haosheng to watch the murder scene, don't let anyone come near."

As he said that, the official wrapped his sleeves and walked out with a few yamen servants.

(End of this chapter)