"Look at this bite mark." Zhang Yue pointed to the black spot on the deceased's neck and said, "Did you see it? Teacher He, come and take a look."
Teacher He was stunned, walked over and held his glasses to look carefully, nodded and said: "I saw it."
"I see, Teacher He, what do you think?" Zhang Yue smiled.
Teacher He blinked and shook his head in confusion, "I don't know."
"If you have something, just say it." The person next to him became a little impatient.
"Yes, yes, just say it, don't be afraid, just say it."
"Okay." Zhang Yue pushed everyone away, walked to the door, pulled the light cord, and said: "You see? The light cord is useless to pull, but the really useful light button is behind the door, you guys. see it?"
Everyone nodded.
"Then what's the use of this light rope?" Zhang Yue, to explain, sat on the chair and pulled the rope and said, "Have you seen it?"
"I saw it." Everyone seemed to understand something and nodded one after another.
"The rope is useless, it's just a decoration. The real button is behind the door, and there are black spots on the deceased's neck. What does all this mean?" Zhang Yue smiled and stared at this. The manager said: "Mr. Manager, I suddenly remembered a question, a question that lingered in my mind but couldn't figure it out, can I ask you?"
"You said." The manager's expression was a little volatile, but he was still calm.
"I mean, you see, your homestay has so many security guards, right?"
"Correct."
"Then, I would like to ask you." Zhang Yue shrugged and said, "You have so many security guards, why are you taking care of me, a murderer, but using two unrelated people?" He said, pointing to Teacher He: " This is an outsider, right?" Pointing to the corpse again, "This young girl is also an outsider, right?"
"They volunteered." The manager replied lightly.
"Hehe, volunteer?" Zhang Yue sneered: "I'm afraid you arranged it deliberately. The purpose is to set up a murderous bureau!"
"Wow—"
The crowd was in an uproar.
"What did you say?" Everyone said one after another: "What kind of murder."
"It's the killing." Zhang Yue pointed at the lamp rope; "They wanted to kill another person, so they deliberately used two unrelated outsiders to look after me. One of the unlucky ghosts was this young girl. She was just right at the time. Sitting on a chair, next to the light rope, and after I fell asleep, she must leaning against the window sill to doze, right? Then..."
Zhang Yue pulled the light rope and said, "Did you see this light rope? I heard the whistle sound in my sleep at the time, and thought it was some sound, but now I understand that it is a snake, a murderous snake, and someone Let the poisonous snake climb down along the light rope, then killed the poor girl, and then let the snake go back down the same way, or even if it doesn’t go back down the same way, it’s just crawling back along the window sill. Teacher He, who played the game at the time, might not have seen it. After all, there are so many gardens here. It is normal to have snakes and insects, right?"
After saying this, everyone looked at each other. Some people looked at the manager with a little suspicion. After all, what Zhang Yue said was well-founded, and there were indeed black spots on the neck of the deceased.
The manager listened quietly, and for a while, he suddenly smiled and said: "What do you mean, I deliberately arranged two strangers to take care of you, and then I found a snake to kill the girl, and then blamed you, right? ?"
"Yes." Zhang Yue nodded firmly.
"I look alike."
'Yes, it's very possible. The policeman's doubts are all right. "
"Yes, yes." The others agreed.
The manager listened quietly. After a while, when everyone was finished talking, he said: "Then I will ask you a few things, Miss reporter."
"Yes." Zhang Yue nodded.
"First, why did I kill that young girl, and why did I put the blame on you? I want to kill you. Just follow your method and kill you with what kind of snake. Why use this stuff?"
"Second, what was my motive for blaming you? Or, you always suspect that we have a secret room here, and those people were killed by me? Then I want to ask, what was my motive for killing them? Supported
"Third, the broken limbs of the two-legged couple were severed, right? Why did I do this, am I perverted
After saying this, the manager stretched out his hand and spread his hands out: "Since you are sure that I am the murderer, can you answer these questions?"
When everyone heard this, they were in an uproar and looked at each other. Although these words were a bit quibble, they did have some opponents. Why did the manager do this? It's neither for money nor vendetta. It's unnecessary, right
Everyone nodded their heads and looked at Zhang Yue. Zhang Yue opened his mouth. She was really not sure about this.
Why did the manager kill them, and what did the manager want to do? Why do you want to blame yourself instead of killing yourself
Is there any serious conspiracy in this
Zhang Yue shook his head and scratched the back of his head, a moment of confusion in front of him...
…
Zhang Li hugged her knees, sat leaning against the wall, and looked up at the people in a daze. Everything just now seemed like a nightmare, but it was so real. She obviously saw A Qiang walking into the corridor deep. Obviously, I saw that everyone was on the third floor in the surveillance, how could it suddenly become fake
As I was thinking, I saw Aqiang coming over with a cup of coffee, squatted down, blew the heat, and handed her a smile: "Why? I fell asleep? Have a cup of coffee?"
Zhang Li took the coffee, thanked him, took a sip, and a rush of heat flowed into her mouth, which made her feel refreshed. She took a long breath, watching everyone busy with each other, and asked in a low voice: "Aqiang, you really have been here just now, haven't you left?"
"Right." A Qiang was about to walk away, when he heard this, he blinked and stared at him and said: "What's wrong with you?"
"It's nothing." Zhang Li shook her head with a bitter smile, drank the coffee in the cup, put "Pata" next to him, and exhaled; "Maybe I'm confused, but this kind of ghost place is indeed evil. Sex."
A Qiang gave a hey, scratched his head, shook his head and said, "I didn't see it." He stood up and left.
Zhang Li hugged her knees, staring at the crowd in a daze, and suddenly saw that Wuchenzi next to him was making gestures with a compass, muttering words, couldn't help but smile: "Dao Dao, what are you doing?"
"Oh, that's it. I feel that the magnetic field here is really wrong." Wuchenzi stood up and walked the Tai Chi step with a serious face, as if looking for something. Everyone felt that he was very weird, and they all looked up at him. When he saw him walking for a long time, he suddenly shook his head and sighed: "Fine, nothing." Then he walked to the wall and sat down cross-legged, looking frustrated.
"Dao Master, what are you looking at?" Xiaoying was holding a bag of potato chips in his hand, eating while staring at Wuchenzi.
Wuchenzi said "Oh", stroking his beard, and slowly said: "This is naturally something to say." After that, he sighed: "I will tell you the origin of this Taoist temple."
Because staying in a dark hall, it was misty again, and everyone was a little drowsy. Hearing this, they all got a shock and looked at the Wuchenzi.
"Dao Master, tell me something." Xiaoying's boyfriend A Bing said with interest.
"Oh, it's like this." Wuchenzi closed her eyes for a while, and then slowly spoke—
"Do you know that there are nine disciplines in Chinese culture? Oh, don't know. I won't talk about the others. I will only talk about one, which is the skill of our cultivators. It is called metaphysics. There are many kinds of metaphysics. What are they called? Some show feng shui, some show graves with others, some catch ghosts, some refine alchemy, and one is the door of our Taoist parents, called the longevity technique."
"Longevity?" Xiaoying said, "Is it the practice of immortality?"
"Yes." Wuchenzi smiled slightly: "This is actually being studied by modern people. Aren't many people very interested in health preservation? This is actually the most shallow kind of longevity technique, and our Taoist longevity technique , Is a spell that has been circulated for thousands of years. It is a method that requires decades of practice. Of course, since you are a monk, you can’t fall into attachments. Therefore, many Taoist priests practice and practice, and these longevity techniques are just casual. , But some people have fallen into evil ways."
"What is the evil way?" Zhang Li asked with gusto.
Wuchenzi groaned, and pointed to the beam in the hall and said, "Do you see this beam? The eight pillars of this beam represent the prophecies in all directions. In fact, this place used to be a Taoist temple for practicing sorcery. For this reason, let us talk about it."
"Speaking of which, this place is not a good place. According to geomancy, this is a famous corpse breeding ground. What is a corpse breeding ground? The acupoints are beautiful and tender, and the Tibetan wind avoids killing the purple clumps. If you want to know the golden color of the bone stone, the movement and the yin and yang can be clearly distinguished. This is the noble class of the yin tomb, which is reserved for future generations as the true biography. This kind of place where the corpse does not change, it is easy to form blue-faced fangs The zombies are the most fierce place, and here is the mountain shape of "Broken-faced Wenqu" and "Soil can't turn into soil". It is the best place to form a corpse breeding ground, but it is the place of great evil."
Seeing Wuchenzi's words, everyone put aside their work and listened attentively.
Wuchenzi stroked his beard, meditating for a moment, and said again; "In fact, if we cultivators truly practice the heavenly path, they will generally practice in those places where the heavens and the earth are peaceful, and they will never pick up the places where they are fierce. But anyone who chooses such a place has only one possibility-he is practicing sorcery. And more than a hundred years ago, there was a Taoist who chose this place and cultivated a Taoist temple called Tianqingyuan, because the Taoism is so powerful. He has grown up with the bones of immortality, so I want to say that it is very prosperous. Many people come here to offer incense, and many others come to apprentice teachers, but the strange thing is that this Taoist never accepts disciples."
"Why didn't you accept it?" Xiaoying asked.
"It's not very simple. How can he dare to accept disciples when he cultivates sorcery?" Zhang Li next to him said.
"Yes." Wuchenzi smiled at Zhang Li and continued: "In fact, this is the case. This Daoist is pregnant with a ghost, so he dare not accept disciples, but he will also change the method to cure the disease. The strange thing is, All the people who healed the disease willingly became his apprentices, and those apprentices would disappear inexplicably."
"Disappeared?" Xiaoying asked strangely: "Why did it disappear?"
Wuchenzi hey, shook his head and said, "You don’t know the possibility of sorcery. Many of the Taoist spells, most of them are righteous, but they are prayer talisman, setting altars and the like, but sorcery is very scary. They are all filled with human lives. Have you read "Journey to the West". On the Journey to the West, there is a chapter saying that to cure the king’s disease, you must use the heart of a child as an introduction. This kind of magic is actually a bit, use It is very common to use human heart as a living sacrifice, and to use human blood as an introduction, and the disciples received by this Taoist priest after healing were used to do this."
"Human blood, human heart?" Zhang Li trembled: "Is this... okay?"
Wuchenzi sighed: "In Daomen, there is a longevity spell that uses human blood as an introduction. It needs to draw blood from people into mummy, and then set up an altar method. The blood is refined with golden pills, and the mummy is As an adult, you will eat a piece of human flesh every day, drink a bowl of blood, meditate for three hours, refine with sorcery, and finally cultivate until you are immortal."
"Really?"
When Zhang Li heard this, she couldn't help but laughed and said, "Now that science is so advanced, there will be people who believe in this stuff?"
"That was more than a hundred years ago." A Bing retorted: "More than a hundred years ago, when did you think about it? Oh, it was probably during the period of the Republic of China."
"That's right." Xiaoying next to him nodded and said, "A lot of people died back then."
"The Republic of China is a world of great controversy. The births are short, there are many reincarnations, and the hostility is very strong. It is also suitable for practicing this kind of magic." Wuchenzi added: "Probably that kind of magic is really useful. He has practiced the art of longevity, and his appearance has not been old for decades. Although he is more than 60 years old, he is still like a young man in his 20s. Therefore, the incense of Taoism is more vigorous, and everyone is called the old god."
"Then what?" Zhang Li took a sip of coffee, held the coffee cup, and listened with gusto.