However, when the talisman paper burned out, Shen Luo did not see any Yin energy being drawn out.
"Take me to see Miss Shuiyuan's boudoir." Bai Xiaotian frowned slightly and said to Feng Ma.
Aunt Feng agreed immediately and took a few people back to the warm room, and went up to a boudoir on the second floor facing the river. The room was filled with the scent of cosmetics, and the furnishings were a bit messy, still maintaining various traces of last night.
Bai Xiaotian lit up another Yinsha Qi-attracting Talisman, held it between his fingers and walked around the room. He watched the talisman fire gradually go out, but could not find anything unusual.
"It seems there is nothing wrong." Bai Xiaotian couldn't help but ponder.
"Don't jump to conclusions. Didn't another person named Qing Guan drown in the river before? Why don't we go to her boudoir and take a look?" Shen Luo said.
"I have checked Yinque's room and there is nothing wrong." Taoist Baishui frowned, glanced at Shen Luo with some dissatisfaction, and said.
"Since you're here, why not take another look?" Shen Luo just smiled and said.
When Taoist Baishui heard this, a trace of anger flashed across his face.
"Since the master has already checked it, there must be no problem. It's just that I've been ordered to come here to investigate this matter, so I might as well take another look and report to my father when I go back." Upon seeing this, Bai Xiaotian hurriedly tried to smooth things over.
"That makes sense." Upon hearing this, Taoist Baishui's expression eased a little.
Mother Feng went to get the key and then opened the copper lock on the door of the adjacent room.
"After Yinque died, I locked this room and temporarily abandoned it," explained Aunt Feng.
Shen Luo and his companions walked into the house and saw that everything inside had been cleaned out, leaving only the tables, chairs and beds, which were all covered with a light layer of dust.
Bai Xiaotian took out another Yinsha Qi-attracting Talisman and lit it up, then walked around the room.
Shen Luo came to the bed, pushed open the tightly closed window, and saw the Qinhuai River view outside at a glance. He lowered his head and saw the body of the fat man again.
The river water beside the corpse has a dark background in its emerald green, which gives people a sense of depth if you look at it for a long time.
"There is no Yin energy. It looks like it's probably just a coincidence. There's nothing strange about it." Bai Xiaotian spoke as the talisman paper in his hand burned out.
"Just because you can't detect the presence of negative energy doesn't prove that there is nothing strange. I think there must be something fishy about this matter. You'd better not make a hasty conclusion." Upon hearing this, Shen Luo withdrew his gaze from the river and said with a frown.
"Hmph, where did this great monk come from? The eldest young master and I have already checked it out, and there is nothing wrong. But you insist that there is a ghost. Tell me, what's strange about it?" Taoist Baishui was very displeased and said with a cold snort.
There was also some anger in Feng Ma's eyes when she looked at Shen Luo. Since they were opening a business, they naturally didn't want to be involved in ghost stories for no reason. However, because of Bai Xiaotian, they didn't dare to say anything.
Shen Luo was about to argue a few words when Bai Xiaotian gave him a look, signaling him not to say anything more.
At the same time, there was a sudden noise outside the window.
"What's going on? Let's go out and take a look." Bai Xiaotian said, and then pulled Shen Luo downstairs.
The Taoist priest and Feng Ma also hurried out.
When they arrived at the bank of the water in the backyard, they saw the people who were watching the drowned body were now surrounding a pale-faced scholar in Confucian robes, loudly scolding someone.