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"Isn't that just a piece of wood?"

Feng Qinian was startled by Su Shixia's words.

With Su Shixia's warning, he did not dare to touch it rashly anymore. He only extended his arms to let the lantern continue to hang above the box, so that Su Shixia could carefully observe the contents inside.

"What's weird about that thing? Could it be... that it's possessed by something dirty?"

Su Shixia did not reply to his words, but silently leaned over, grabbed the largest wooden sculpture in the box, and took the statue directly out of the box.

Feng Qinian's hand holding the lantern shivered in shock.

"No... didn't you just say you couldn't touch that thing? Why did you do it yourself?!"

"It's okay for me, but not for you."

Su Shixia said: "There are some things I know how to deal with, but if they really get contaminated by you, it will be difficult to deal with them."

As she spoke, she placed the statue on the relatively flat ground next to it.

Feng Qinian hurriedly moved the lantern over so that the light of the lantern could shine on the statue.

When he saw the appearance of the statue clearly, Feng Qinian couldn't help but gasped, and felt another wave of hair on his back.

No wonder Su Shixia just said that there is something fishy about this thing. This is more than just something strange. This statue can be said to be very evil!
It was a statue of Guanyin, carved from fine sandalwood.

The kind-faced Bodhisattva holds a pure vase in her hand, with her eyelids half-draped, as if she is gazing compassionately at the people who are worshiping in front of her.

Feng Qinian has also seen the world. Just by looking at the materials and workmanship of the statue, he can tell that such a statue is already at the level of tribute.

The appearance of the Bodhisattvas enshrined by the queen mother and concubines in the palace may not be much better than this one.

Originally, looking at such a Bodhisattva image would only make people want to worship.

But now, the Bodhisattva's body was covered with solidified dark red blood.

Perhaps because it had been stained with blood for too long, the blood has now seeped into the wood, making the entire Bodhisattva's body covered in blood, and it suddenly looked ghostly.

What was even more shocking was that a large hole was dug out of the Bodhisattva's body. Judging from the marks alone, it looked like it had been stabbed by a long sword. It looked very glaring and weird.

"This...couldn't it be that the Ji family secretly worshiped some evil Buddha?"

Feng Qinian's brows were twisted into a tight knot.

Because of Su Shixia's previous warning, he never dared to get too close to the statue. He only dared to stand aside and express his opinions.

"This is both splattering blood and stabbing the Bodhisattva statue... Who would seriously destroy a Buddha statue like this?"

"The marks on this Bodhisattva statue were probably not done intentionally."

Su Shixia put her hand on the top of the Bodhisattva statue. Her fingertips, which were originally lightly bloody, turned pale the moment they touched the statue.

She had already noticed when she took the Bodhisattva statue out of the box. The body of the Bodhisattva statue was covered with a layer of Yin Qi that was almost condensed into substance. She could not bear to touch it directly, and her fingertips almost felt like it. Injured.

"If my judgment is not wrong, someone should have killed someone in front of the Bodhisattva statue at that time. The killed person fell on the Bodhisattva statue. The killer used the weapon in his hand to kill the killed person and the Bodhisattva statue. It goes through together.”

Feng Qinian looked at the Bodhisattva statue, imagined the scene described by Su Shixia, and nodded in agreement.

"What you say makes sense. In this case, all these marks on this Bodhisattva statue can be explained."

"You don't let me touch this thing, is it because it is stained with the blood of the dead and is stained with bad luck?" Feng Qinian asked.

"more than."

Su Shixia said: "It's not a big deal if you get bad luck or someone's life. I just told you that you have a good destiny. Ordinary dirty things can't hurt you." "The reason why I won't let you touch it is because... There should be an innocent soul sealed in this Bodhisattva statue."

Su Shixia turned to look at Feng Qinian and raised her eyebrows: "Isn't this what you're most afraid of?"

Before she could ask the next sentence, Feng Qinian had already nimbly dodged and hid behind her.

Su Shixia turned her head to look at him with a strange expression. Feng Qinian was not embarrassed at all. He only raised his chin towards the Bodhisattva statue with a straight face.

"Don't look at me. The focus now is on that statue. What should we do with it?"

"Are you going to...transfer the innocent soul inside?"

"The resentment is too strong. If I try to save him by force, it will damage my own moral character, and the gain will not be worth the loss."

Su Shixia's eyes fell back on the Bodhisattva statue, and he narrowed his eyes and said, "Being able to seal this kind of resentful soul before death in this Bodhisattva statue is considered a skill."

"If nothing unexpected happens, the wronged soul... is Ye Li. Well, it should be said that it was sealed by Ji Qingyuan himself back then. The person who turned into the wronged soul should also be killed by him."

"The reason why we are here tonight is to find clues related to Ji Qingyuan. Now that the clues are in front of us, the sealed souls here should have personally experienced the tragedy of the Ji family's annihilation. I still have something to say. Ask him."

"ask……"

Feng Qinian swallowed, and his body tensed up nervously.

Su Shixia suggested seriously this time: "Third brother, I know you are afraid of those ghostly things. I am really afraid that I will scare you in a while. Otherwise, you should go back to the carriage first..."

"No!"

Feng Qinian's face looked particularly ugly at the moment, but his attitude was still very determined.

"Don't they say that people like you who practice mystical arts are most afraid of being disturbed when you are casting spells?"

Feng Qinian said: "If you want to...ask that ghost anything, just ask. I will stand here to 'protect the law' for you."

He forced a stiff smile from the corners of his lips, and he didn't know whether he wanted to persuade Su Shixia or to comfort himself. He smiled dryly and said: "Anyway, I don't know any of your mystical arts, so just forget it. I summoned that evil spirit and made him stand in front of me, but I couldn't see it. As long as I couldn't see him, I could pretend he didn't exist.

After Feng Qinian said these words forcefully, he gently tugged on Su Shixia's sleeve and added in a low voice.

"What, after you summon that soul, tell him... to stay away from me. I'm just... afraid of the cold. It makes people feel chilly when that thing comes close."

Su Shixia naturally saw that Feng Qinian was trying to show off his strength, but he also saw Feng Qinian's determination to stay with her and protect her.

Her eyes softened unconsciously, and she took out two more talismans from the space and placed them on both sides of his shoulders.

"This way, even if those invisible and intangible things come close to you, you won't feel cold."

Feng Qinian's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he quickly lowered his eyes to look at the talisman.

He subconsciously wanted to reach out and touch it, but he was afraid of damaging it. In the end, he just brushed against the charm and hurriedly took his hand back.

After ensuring his "safety", he did not forget to urge Su Shixia.

"Okay, I'm your brother, you don't have to worry about me, just concentrate on your things."

"Remember, you must be absolutely sure before you take action! You have already told me what wronged soul is sealed inside, so be careful. If he goes crazy and attacks you after you release him, you will be in trouble."

"Don't worry, I know what to do."

Su Shixia waved her hand to Feng Qinian and then walked back to the blood-stained statue of Guanyin.

She squatted down, resisting the erosion of the cold air emanating from the statue, and pressed her hand hard on the hole in the Bodhisattva's chest.