Detective Di Renjie's legend of Wu Dynasty

Chapter 71 Haunted
"It's haunted! It's haunted! The young master has appeared!"

Suddenly, there were terrified shouts outside.

Liu Charlie was sitting on the bed choking with sobs, when he heard the noise, he immediately put on a piece of clothing and walked out of the room.

He took a closer look, and it turned out that it was the spirit guard running and shouting in the village, and the village suddenly became chaotic.

When the spirit guard saw Liu Charlie coming out, he hurried over.

With a "plop", the guardian accidentally fell to the ground and shouted out of breath, "Master, master, sir, master has appeared again!"

Liu Zhali was so scared that he was out of his wits when he heard the words, and stepped back several steps.

Yingyu came out, took a step forward, and slapped the guardian fiercely: "Fart! What a haunted, nonsense!"

The spirit guard shouted loudly: "Yes, the villain saw it with his own eyes!"

Liu Charlie gasped and fell to the ground.

In the early morning, accompanied by Li Yuanfang, Wang Mang and some guards, Di Renjie took a walk in Liu's garden.

Di Renjie pretended to be nonchalant, walked and looked around, and saw around the garden, the servants of Liu's residence shuttled back and forth carrying various sacrifices, and several housekeepers urged in a low voice.

After a while, a group of monks holding ritual tools rushed to the mourning hall.

Di Renjie, Li Yuanfang and Wang Mang exchanged glances and smiled knowingly.

Li Yuanfang pouted in the distance, Di Renjie turned his head and saw Liu Da leading a group of Taoist priests trotting towards the mourning hall.

Di Renjie said to the guard behind him: "Go and call Liu Da."

The guard agreed and ran away.

Wang Mang whispered: "It seems to work!"

Li Yuanfang nodded.

Di Renjie smiled: "It's not enough. One more thing, we must make them believe in this, so that we have a chance."

Li Yuanfang and Wang Mang nodded.

Soon, the guard came back with Liu Da.

Liu Da asked, "My lord, what's the matter with calling you a villain?"

Di Renjie nodded, and said, "Liu Da, it's early in the morning, what is going on in this mansion?"

Liu Da replied: "Ah, that's right, the young master will be buried this morning."

Di Renjie was stunned, and said strangely: "It's so hasty, the first seven haven't passed yet!"

Liu Da smiled wryly: "Yes, yes, but this is what the master ordered."

Di Renjie nodded: "Let your family members meet me in the main hall."

After a while, Liu Charlie walked in.

Di Renjie was sitting behind the desk reading a book, Liu Zhali bowed and said, "My lord, you are looking for me."

Di Renjie greeted: "Oh, sit down."

Liu Charlie sat down on the chair.

Di Renjie asked: "Listen to Liu Da, the son will be buried today?"

Charlie Liu nodded: "Yes."

Di Renjie put down the book in his hand, and asked strangely: "The dead can only be buried after March [-] at least. This is the rule. Now that the first seven days have not passed, isn't it...a bit hasty."

Mr. Liu swallowed, and said, "What your lord said is, but now that the weather is getting warmer, I'm also afraid that the corpse will rot..."

Di Renjie nodded, and said softly, "That's right."

After finishing speaking, Di Renjie took a look at Liu Zhali, hesitant to speak.

Liu Zhali looked at Di Renjie's hesitation and hesitation, and asked suspiciously: "My lord, do you have anything to tell the grassroots?"

Di Renjie shook his head and let out a long sigh: "It's nothing. I wonder how Liu Sinong's sleep has been these past two days?"

Liu Zhali was taken aback for a moment, and after realizing it, he hesitated and said, "Ah, very, very good."

Di Renjie nodded worryingly: "That's good, that's good."

Looking at Di Renjie's unpredictable and profound appearance, Liu Zhali felt an ominous feeling in his heart.

He asked softly: "Why, your lord's sleep..."

Di Renjie glanced at Wang Mang and Li Yuanfang, and said, "Ah, ah, very good, very good."

Liu Chali looked back at Wang Mang and Li Yuanfang: "My lord, do you have anything to say?"

Di Renjie coughed lightly, and said to Li Yuanfang and Wang Mang, "Yuanfang, Jingyang, you go out first."

Li Yuanfang and Wang Mang looked at each other, nodded, turned and walked out of the house, closing the door behind them.

After the two left, Di Renjie let out a long sigh and said, "I really don't know how to say it. As a deposed envoy in the south of the Yangtze River and an imperial envoy, I shouldn't say such things logically, but..."

Liu Zhali's face changed abruptly, and he said in a trembling voice, "Do you want to say that the ghosts of Lin are told by children, and ghosts are haunting..."

Di Renjie stood up abruptly, and said in surprise, "You, how do you know?"

Liu Yuanwai's face turned ashen, and he slumped on the chair, muttering in his mouth: "It really is! It really is..."

Di Renjie sat down slowly, and said softly: "In the past two days, the young master has been having dreams one after another, saying that he was harmed by others, and asked me to make decisions for him."

Liu Charlie screamed, stood up abruptly, and asked, "What? Someone killed him! Who is it?"

Di Renjie shook his head: "He didn't say it clearly. For two consecutive days, he appeared in my dreams every night, just saying these two sentences. Hey——!"

Liu Charlie heaved a sigh of relief, nodded, and sat down slowly.

Li Yuanfang and Wang Mang were listening outside the door, and looked at each other with smiles in their eyes.

Liu Zhali sighed: "My lord, to tell you the truth, the reason why the Caomin decided to be buried before the first seven days was over was because Chuanlin's ghost was haunting and disturbed the entire family."

Di Renjie nodded, and said with palpitations on his face: "Liu Si Nong, you may have heard something about me. I never believed in these ghost stories. But this time... well, it's better to be buried early. Everyone is at ease."

Charlie Liu nodded in agreement.

……

In the dead of night, dark clouds covered the sky, and there was no one in the mourning hall.

Only a few red candles were burning, making a "cracking" sound, which looked extraordinarily gloomy.

Suddenly, a figure flashed outside the hall, and a person walked in slowly. The red candle shone on the face of the visitor. It was Liu Chali.

Liu Chali came in quietly, closed the door, walked to the shrine, picked up three sticks of incense, lit them and inserted them into the incense burner, then knelt down on the futon, chanting in a low voice.

With a "squeak", the door opened a small crack, Liu Zhali opened his eyes suddenly, his lips trembled a little, his head moved slightly, but he didn't dare to turn his head back.

A gust of dark wind blew in through the crack of the door, and the red candles in the hall flickered suddenly.

Liu Zhali was trembling all over, with cold sweat rolling down his face, and said softly, "Chuan, Chuanlin, is, is that you?"

no respond.

All of a sudden, there were a few soft sounds of "thump, thump, thump", and the candles in the hall were extinguished at the same time, and the hall was suddenly plunged into darkness.

There was a dead silence in the hall, only the trembling sound of Liu Zhali kneeling on the futon.

Dark clouds drifted past, and moonlight came in through the crack of the door. Liu Zhali raised his head and looked towards the shrine.

Suddenly he let out a long wail.

It turned out that there was a string of Buddhist beads and a piece of scarlet silk on the altar.

Liu Zhali was so frightened that his soul came out of his body, he wailed: "Chuan Lin! Chuan Lin! Don't blame Daddy!"

Suddenly, there was a shout in the hall: "Father! Father!"

Liu Charlie hurriedly raised his head and looked around. There was no one around, and he couldn't tell where the voice came from.

There was a "whoosh!" in the air, and Liu Zhali yelled and passed out...

(End of this chapter)