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Chapter 235
Song Juan shook his head: "Of course I didn't mention you."

"Li Lu is a measured person. Ever since you said that you didn't want Wanwan to get too involved in these matters, he has been keeping his mouth shut about what happened back then."

Xia Zhihuai quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

The Song family is a big pit, and if it really gets involved, there must be a lot of trouble.

Wanwan is a child, so it's best not to get involved.

But Xia Zhihuai turned to look at Song Juan, and asked curiously: "Your surname is Song, do you know any inside news?"

Song Juan laughed dumbly: "No, maybe my ancestors knew each other, but I am not familiar with the Song family."

"I just heard that Song Yuanxin's collision with a ghost seems to be quite serious this time. I invited several Taoist priests in a row, but they couldn't drive the ghost away."

Xia Zhihuai lowered his eyes and soon remembered the ghost he saw in Yunguo Village.

On the first day Song Yuanxin recorded the program, he provoked that female ghost.

Song Juan noticed the change in Xia Zhihuai's expression and asked, "Are you interested in this matter? I can help you ask again."

"No, I know about it."

Xia Zhihuai sighed and said, "The troublesome ghost next to Song Yuanxin should be a woman from Yunguo Village. I reminded her once before, but she didn't take it seriously, and her attitude was really unpleasant, so I don't bother Help her. But if the Song family ask Li Lu again, you can ask Li Lu to recommend them to go to Guiyi Temple or Qingyuan Temple to ask the Taoist priest for help. I have dealt with these two Taoist temples, and it is still very difficult to catch ghosts awesome."

……

After Song Juan sent a message to Li Lu with his mobile phone, he continued to put on a posture of listening attentively.

"What happened to the female ghost that Song Yuanxin provoked?"

"Death." Xia Zhihuai glanced at Song Juan, "It's very likely that he was killed. I can't be sure, because I haven't dealt with that female ghost before."

"All I know is that the woman's grievances persisted after her death. She wandered around Yunguo Village for a long time, and after developing a ferocious nature, she gradually turned into a ghost."

"Then you should report the case and let the police investigate!" Song Juan is an upright person, and when he heard that there was something inside the story, he immediately thought of calling the police.

Xia Zhihuai frowned and said: "The person has been dead for more than half a year, and the body has been cremated and buried. There is no way to do another autopsy."

"And when the person died, the local police also participated in the investigation and confirmed that the death was accidental, so even if I report this case now, there is no evidence at all."

You can't point to the ghost next to Song Yuanxin and say that the other party is the evidence.

The police will definitely not accept it, and they may think that he is crazy, and if it is serious, they can sue him for reporting a false case...

Perhaps every seemingly unsolvable murder case in this world can find the truth, but it takes time to solve some cases.

As time goes on, some evidence will disappear little by little, and the truth will only become more and more distant.

The ghost that Song Yuanxin followed was a typical example.

Although it is obvious that the result can be obtained by simply asking whether the other party was killed, but the ghost's words cannot be used as evidence in court.

……

Song Juan didn't expect that he had been dead for so long, and he could only helplessly say in the end: "I have already told Li Lu about Qingyuanguan and Guiyiguan. Although Song Yuanxin is an arrogant and arrogant person, he is not guilty of death. I hope The Song family can send that ghost away as soon as possible."

Xia Zhihuai didn't speak any more.

That ghost is not very strong, so it is not difficult to send it away.

What's rare is that if you let go... there will be endless troubles.

Don't let it go, just let the Taoist priests break up the soul, or forcibly save it...

If there is another truth about the ghost's death, how fair is it to the victim?
Xia Zhihuai just leaned on the sofa, refilled a cup of tea for Song Juan, then turned to look at Wan Wan who was sitting on the cushion with her back leaning against a one-meter-high bookshelf, flipping through a book of fairy tales.

After settling the matter in S City, it’s better to return to Taohua Village as soon as possible.

The life in Taohua Village is stable and stable, which is more suitable for the two brothers and sisters.His career and interpersonal relationships are relatively complicated, and staying here is not very good for Wanwan's growth.

……

Just as Xia Zhihuai and Song Juan were having a chat, Huang Xikong suddenly appeared on the balcony.

Wanwan sensed his presence immediately, put the fairy tale book on her lap on the mat, got up from the ground neatly with her chubby body, ran to the balcony door with her socks on, pushed the glass door open, Looking at Huang Xikong who walked around the orange tree, he immediately smiled and said, "Uncle Huang, my brother helped me find the milk powder."

Huang Xikong was holding a light green reusable shopping bag in his hand. Hearing Wanwan's voice, he looked down at the two cans of milk powder in the bag.

"I bought too much."

Wanwan immediately stretched out her hand, "I can kill them all."

Her appetite is so large that she can finish three bottles of milk every day.

It's just that my brother sometimes doesn't let her drink so much, worrying about her indigestion, and told her that if she drinks too much milk, she will become obese and can't eat food.

But she felt that her brother was thinking too much. After three bottles of milk, her daily appetite was almost the same as that of an adult.

After all, she occasionally likes to squander her aura, quietly distributing it to some listless plants.

……

Huang Xikong wasn't worried that she couldn't lift it, he knew Wanwan's strength, even if she didn't use the Dali Talisman, her strength should not be underestimated.

It was just two big cans of milk powder, and she ran fast holding them.

Returning to the living room from the balcony, he looked up at Song Juan without showing any surprise.

Just when he floated downstairs, he felt that there was another person in the house.

After closing the balcony glass door, Xia Zhihuai just said, "It's just in time for you to come back, and I want to ask you something."

Huang Xikong walked to the single sofa and sat down, with a graceful and elegant demeanor, raised his eyes and said, "What do you want to ask?"

"Can Song Juan see ghosts temporarily? It's not like mine." Xia Zhihuai asked.

Song Juan also looked at Huang Xikong anxiously.

No matter when, facing this thousand-year-old ghost, he would still feel a lot of pressure.

Sometimes I really admire Xia Zhihuai, who is completely unafraid of the suffocating oppression of this ghost, and can still quarrel with each other every day.

Huang Xikong pondered for a moment, then said slowly: "There are many ways."

"But there are pros and cons."

Song Juan said, "Can you elaborate?"

"I can make you go to hell, as long as you put some yin on your eyes, you can see temporarily." Huang Xikong pressed one hand on the armrest of the sofa, "But the shortcomings are also obvious, because you still have my yin on you. If you are angry, you will have bad luck in a short period of time, and it is easy to run into ghosts."

"How long is a short time?"

Huang Xikong said: "It depends on how much yin energy you have left in your body, the least is three days, and the most is ten days and a half months."

Song Juan and Xia Zhihuai looked at each other and didn't speak for a while.

For Song Juan, three or two days is fine, but ten days and a half months may not be enough.

After all, it is impossible for him to not accept the case and not appear in court for ten days and a half months.

Xia Zhihuai obviously also considered this, and asked for him: "Can you control the residual Yin Qi?"

"Yes." Huang Xikong said in a very relaxed tone, looking at the two of them with one hand resting on his chin, "You should tell me first, why do you still want to go to hell for something?"

(End of this chapter)