Who knew that this time, as the heir of ghost stories, I would be so embarrassed. Not to mention the soul capture, I didn't even capture a hair. Fuck his second uncle, he might have reported to the underworld. Why are you so anxious? It's the same as when Shen Bing was killed for the first time, he was in a hurry to go to the underworld. Let me exaggerate.
When Pang Furong saw that there was no response, he sat back down in disappointment.
Qu Mo asked quietly, "Apart from this method, is there no other way?" I smiled and said, "Of course there is no other way. I have many ideas." I asked Pang Furong if he had any yellow paper. He took out a large piece of paper, which he usually used to write talismans to break disasters. Of course, there was also cinnabar and a brush. I drew a Lingguan talisman on the spot and asked him to find a red wool thread in the house. I had used this method to find the murderer's footprints in Mingzhu City.
I tied the red string into a pentagon and placed it on the ground. I chanted the Lingguan Mantra and reported the time this morning. A large number of footprints immediately appeared on the ground. Although Pang Furong was very proud of his fortune-telling ability, he only had a superficial understanding of Taoist magic. When he saw my ability, he was in awe.
I pointed at the footprints on the ground and said, "Look carefully. Although the footprints are messy, we can tell that there are only three people who appeared in the house this morning, one big and two small. The big one is a man and the small one is a woman." I looked up at Pang Furong and said, "The man is probably you, and one of the two women is An Daiyun, and the other is the murderer!"
I was surprised that the murderer might be a woman. After ruling out the possibility of Pang Furong's murder, I guessed that the mysterious young man wanted to silence the witness, but from the extra footprints of a woman, I felt that even if the man wanted to silence the witness, he should have only killed Pang Furong, and there was no need to kill An Daiyun. Pang Furong also said that An Daiyun didn't know that he did this, so there was no need for that man to do this.
But female murderers are rare, and An Daiyun was stabbed more than a dozen times in the chest. It is hard to imagine that a woman could be so cruel!
I looked at Pang Furong and recalled my initial speculation again. Could he be the murderer
Pang Furong seemed to see what I was thinking, and shook his head and said, "If I had killed Daiyun, would I have left the body untouched, and would I have brought you here?"
That's true. If he wanted to kill Andy, he would definitely destroy the body and not lead us here to find the body. So, after he left here in the morning, a woman came in, brutally killed Andy, and then fled the scene in a hurry.
"Does your wife know that An Daiyun lives here?" I asked, touching my nose.
Pang Furong shuddered, as if he had thought of this possibility, but still shook his head and said, "My wife is a typical country woman. She has never been to any other place except the county town which is only ten miles away from the village. This town is very remote, less than thirty miles away from our village. She will never find out that Daiyun lives here."
I said call the police, they will find the real culprit based on the footprints.
But he didn't want to call the police. The reason was simple. Once the news got out, their secret affair of fifteen years would be exposed. He couldn't hold his head up, which was nothing. He didn't want to live anyway. But he couldn't accept the crime of being a mistress after An Daiyun's death. He was too sad just now and put everything behind him. Now that he had regained his sanity, he thought of a fortune-telling skill that could calculate the approximate location of the murderer.