Zhang Xiaoxia always thought that Xiaobao had been reincarnated early.
Now that she heard that the child's soul had not left, she excitedly leaned on the coffee table, tilted her head to look for him, and asked anxiously: "Where is my little treasure now? Is he with me? Why can't I see him!"
Zhao Xunchang glanced at the Sanqing Bell in his little disciple's hand and gave him a wink.
Chen Ling reached out and pressed Zhang Xiaoxia's shoulder, signaling her to calm down: "Sister Zhang, Xiaobao was unwilling to die, and his soul has been attached to his body. Now that his body has been destroyed, his soul has also disappeared."
Zhang Xiaoxia's face was distorted, her red eyes emitting crazy joy, and there was only one thought in her mind: my baby is still alive, still alive.
"Mr. Zhao, Mr. Chen, please help me, I want my son. No matter how much money it is, I am willing to give it as long as you can help me find my child!" Zhang Xiaoxia spoke incoherently and was about to kneel down to the two men in excitement.
Chen Ling helped her sit back down and assured her, "We will try our best."
At this time, Zhao Xunchang suddenly said to his little disciple: "Go get the soul-calling banner and try to summon the soul."
The soul-guiding banner, as the name suggests, is used to attract ghosts.
The situation was urgent, so Chen Ling immediately returned home to fetch the instruments. He touched the flag that was hanging naturally, moved his lips, and silently prayed, "Grandmaster, bless me, bless me, bless me."
With a "huh" sound, someone present laughed softly.
Chen Ling looked at Zhao Xunchang embarrassedly, feeling a little unhappy. It was the first time for his little disciple to use the Soul-Guiding Banner, and as a master, it would be ok for him not to encourage him, but how could he laugh at him!
Zhao Xunchang was puzzled by his apprentice's resentful eyes, and glared back at him fiercely, "Why are you staring at me! Get started!"
"Oh." Chen Ling felt aggrieved, and fell silent in an instant.
He held up the soul-guiding flag, chanted an incantation, and held a green talisman paper that could borrow the power of the five elements between his fingertips. As the incantation deepened, the talisman paper spontaneously combusted.
Zhang Xiaoxia was stunned and exclaimed in surprise. She covered her mouth with both hands and stared intently. However, the talisman paper burned out halfway.
Chen Ling was embarrassed. It shouldn't have failed earlier or later, but at this moment!
"I'll try again." Like a primary school student who was caught by his teacher for writing a wrong question, he glanced at his teacher guiltily and closed his eyes again.
Talismans are divided into five-element talismans and spiritual talismans, but both the former and the latter come from the yin and yang of heaven and earth, and are inseparable from the Gangqi and Shaqi that can deter evil spirits. Thinking of this, Chen Ling's attention became more focused.
He felt that the talisman paper in his hand was hot, but it would not burn his skin.
Done.
The moment the talisman paper finished burning, Chen Ling opened his eyes. His pupils were dark and he stared straight in a certain direction. After a moment, the strange look disappeared from his eyes. The young man's eyebrows drooped and he looked lost.
"Master, I can't recruit him. If his soul is not scattered, then he is trapped somewhere and can't come back."
Zhao Xunchang was experienced and decided, "Let's go to the cemetery first."
Zhang Xiaoxia felt like she was climbing up from hell to heaven, and then falling from heaven into an abyss. Her heart was aching. It took her a long time to wipe her face and stand up from the stool.
Chen Ling noticed that there was something wrong with her expression. There was sharp hatred in her cloudy eyes. She was staggering and was obviously distracted.
The three of them walked out of Zhang Xiaoxia's house one after another and went along the path outside the newly built villa to Xiaobao's old grave.
"Hey, Sister Zhang, where are you going?" An intimate voice came from the right. The pretty woman was wearing sunglasses and carrying a handbag. Her delicate chin was slightly raised, with a bit of arrogance that was hard to ignore.
Chen Ling was surprised, why is it this woman again
Noticing the scrutiny from the side, the woman took off her sunglasses and looked towards Chen Ling. Her bright red lips curved beautifully, and she said in a familiar tone, "It's you. Do you remember me?"
Chen Ling nodded coldly: "Remember."
The woman walked over in high heels and introduced herself: "My last name is Gao, Gao Qing."
Chen Ling: "Chen Ling, that is my master."
Gao Qing was very outgoing and reached out to touch Chen Ling's shoulder again, but was avoided.
She smiled without changing her expression, not seeming to care much, and looked at Zhang Xiaoxia again: "Sister Zhang, these two are your relatives, do you need me to give you a ride?"
Chen Ling frowned, feeling that the word "Sister Zhang" contained a hint of provocation.
Opposite Gao Qing, Zhang Xiaoxia lowered her head, her shoulders and arms trembling, her palms red from being scratched by her nails. Everyone present could see that she was trying her best to endure and restrain herself.
"Tsk tsk tsk, what's wrong with Sister Zhang? Are you not feeling well?" Gao Qing said with pity and ridicule in her eyes.
Gao Qing tightened the bag in her hand, her red lips moved, and she swallowed the words that were about to come out of her mouth. She turned her head nervously and anxiously to look in the direction of the villa.
A black car stopped beside the villa at some point. The car was empty, with no driver or passengers.
"Bastard!" Gao Qing gritted her teeth and cursed, and was about to return to the villa, but her scalp suddenly tightened, and her beautiful long hair was grasped tightly by a hand!
That hand used all its strength, and Gao Qing was in so much pain that she forgot to react. Then another arm attacked from behind and precisely clamped her neck.
"Is it you? Is it you who stole my Xiaobao? Give Xiaobao back to me, give it back to me!" Zhang Xiaoxia screamed like a madman, glaring and baring her teeth, her face distorted in a hideous manner.
Chen Ling was afraid that someone might get killed, so he and his master stepped forward to pull the people apart.
Zhang Xiaoxia only vented one tenth of her anger and was simply unable to calm down. She kicked and stomped in the direction of Gao Qing, uttering unbearable curses.
When she first went to Zhang Xiaoxia's house and unexpectedly saw Gao Qing upstairs in the villa, Zhang Xiaoxia showed an extremely restrained emotion. Now it seems that there may be some grudge between the two, and it is related to Xiaobao.
Chen Ling squeezed Xiaoxia's arm and said to Gao Qing, "I'm sorry, Ms. Gao, Sister Zhang hasn't been in a good mood recently. I hope you can understand."
"Crazy woman!" Gao Qing glared at Zhang Xiaoxia fiercely and ran towards the villa.
As soon as she entered the door, Chen Ling heard a broken shout from inside: "You are not allowed to bring anyone up! No one is allowed to go in! Gao Hui, you beast, get out! Get out with this liar, get out!"
The other people in the room didn't seem to agree with Gao Qing, so she started smashing things violently, with constant banging and clanging sounds.
Perhaps frightened by her presence, a young man in a suit, accompanied by a handsome young man with a bun on his head, walked out of the villa.
The man looked grim. He stroked his messy hair and stood there gasping for breath angrily.
Zhang Xiaoxia had calmed down by then. She straightened her messy braids and said to Chen Ling, "I'm sorry, I just lost my composure."
Chen Ling glanced at the man who was talking to the young man with a bun not far away, and asked Zhang Xiaoxia: "Why did you just say that Gao Qing dug up Xiaobao's grave? What did you see?"
"I didn't see it with my own eyes..." Gao Qing's name made Zhang Xiaoxia excited again. She said, "The day before yesterday evening, I was going to clean Xiaobao's tombstone, and I ran into Ms. Gao pushing a stroller out for a walk. When I passed by, I happened to see her lifting the curtain and putting a pacifier in the child's mouth."
Zhang Xiaoxia wasn't sure if it was because of the light, but she felt that the child's face was pale and slightly black, as if he had some serious illness and was having trouble breathing.
Out of kindness, she asked Gao Qing, "Is your child sick? If he is not feeling well, he must be taken to the hospital immediately."
Gao Qing felt like she was being stepped on a sore spot. Without saying a word, she opened her throat and cursed: "Who told you that my son is sick?! What right do you have to say that? No wonder your son died. It must be because you, as a mother, are too ruthless and it must be retribution for your son!"
Zhang Xiaoxia couldn't stand this and immediately started fighting with Gao Qing. Fortunately, other people passed by and pulled the two women apart.
Chen Ling pondered for a moment and asked, "Do you think she is using Xiaobao to take revenge on you?"
“That must be it!” Zhang Xiaoxia seemed to have found a definite answer, and her speech became faster and faster. “On the third day after I quarreled with her, I found that Xiaobao’s grave had been dug up and there were injuries on his body… She must have done it secretly when I was not there yesterday! I’m going to call the police to arrest her!”
After saying that, he actually took out his cell phone and called the police.
The policeman who rushed to the scene after receiving the call was the one who had previously come to the village to help Zhang Xiaoxia take a statement. After asking a few questions, he knocked on Gao Qing's door.
Because it was a assembled villa, the interior decoration was rather rigid, and it was deserted everywhere, without any popularity. After opening the door, Gao Qing sat on the sofa with her legs crossed, motionless, like a mannequin.
After listening to the police's questioning, she showed an aggrieved expression: "Mr. Police, you have to use evidence when speaking. You can't suspect me, a law-abiding citizen, just because of the crazy words of a few people. This is unfair to me."
Zhang Xiaoxia was so angry that she almost vomited blood, but there was nothing she could do about her.
Chen Ling looked around the interior of the villa. There were three floors in the villa, and only Gao Qing and her child lived there. The child did not show up and was said to be sleeping in the nursery on the second floor.
The police explained: "This is not suspicion, just routine questioning." He paused for a few seconds, glanced at Zhang Xiaoxia, and continued to ask, "Ms. Gao, where were you and what were you doing after 7pm the day before yesterday and all day yesterday?"
Gao Qing said softly, "Of course I'm at home taking care of the baby. You don't know, my baby is in poor health and can't leave me alone for a moment."
She picked up the coffee cup and took a sip elegantly. As the bitter liquid entered her mouth, the impatience hidden in her eyes gradually revealed itself.
Gao Qing didn't want to waste any more time, so she put down the cup and stood up. When she raised her eyes, her whole body was shocked and she looked towards the second floor in surprise.
Chen Ling heard her mumbling, "Why are you crying again? You must be hungry again."
The woman's eyes began to blur. After she finished mumbling to herself, she ran upstairs holding her skirt, completely forgetting that there were four people standing in the living room behind her.
"Did you hear the crying?" Chen Ling's eyes flashed slightly, and he pursed his lips and looked at the other people present.
The police and Zhao Xunchang both shook their heads, but Zhang Xiaoxia shouted, "I heard it, it's my Xiaobao!"