After leaving the police station, I had no choice but to call Yan Xiang. In the provincial capital, besides Long Shaohui, he might be able to help me. After more than 20 minutes, Yan Xiang drove to the police station. I got in his car and briefly told him what happened last night. He squinted his eyes and pondered for a long time, and finally nodded.
"Now that you mention it, it reminds me that twenty years ago, the one who killed the little girl next door and the barefoot doctor in the village was probably a parasitic ghost. It seems that parasitic ghosts are related to the Night Demon Eye." Yan Xiang frowned and said.
I handed him the jacket again. "This bastard could be the mastermind behind this, or he could be a lackey. He helped the boarding ghost block it last night, but it's a pity that I didn't catch up with this bastard."
Like me, Yan Xiang picked up the jacket, looked at the material and the trademark, and smelled it. He immediately tilted his head back, obviously smelling the smell.
"What a strong smell of tobacco. This person must like smoking a pipe. This tobacco with a unique flavor is Yabuli tobacco." Yan Xiang seemed to be an expert on tobacco.
"Did Master Yan smoke before?" I asked curiously.
"Well, I used to smoke, and I especially liked smoking a pipe. This kind of Yabuli tobacco is also my favorite." A rare smile appeared on Yan Xiang's face.
I suddenly thought of the old man named Liang, who not only smoked a pipe, but also had a heavy addiction to it, sitting on the train with an empty pipe in his mouth. Thinking of this, I smelled the jacket again, and I felt that the smell of cigarettes was a bit similar to the one I smelled on the train. Could this be Lao Liang's jacket
I tried my best to recall, and suddenly I remembered the scene when I chased Lao Liang from Longxing Temple to Longxingju. He seemed to be wearing this dark brown jacket. Sometimes when you pay too much attention to a person's behavior, you often ignore other details, such as clothing and other clothing items, which only women care about.
I opened my mouth wide. Lao Liang was already dead. Could he be resurrected like me? It was possible. His Taoist skills were unique and powerful. Besides, he had been a Yin-Yang master for so many years. How could he not have some connections in the underworld? If he was really resurrected, I really couldn't figure it out.
He was obviously killed by the ghost in Longxingju, because when he used the "smoke talisman" to exorcise the ghost for Lu Xiaoxiang, an accident occurred. Apart from this possibility, he could not have died for other reasons. Since he was killed by the ghost, it means that he had no relationship with the ghost. How could he help the ghost escape in the early morning? Isn't this a contradiction
I couldn't figure this out, so I just stopped thinking about it. I asked Yan Xiang to find a way to find a connection in the police station to help Qu Mo clear his name. The old man glared at me and said, "You know Shen Bing so well, why don't you go find her?"
I scratched my head and smiled bitterly: "We are not familiar with each other now, because something happened before and there was a misunderstanding between us."
Yan Xiang said, "Okay, I'll think of a way."
At this time, Qu Mo called me and said that she had come out of the police station and was now in the hotel where we were staying with Wang Zijun. She wanted me to come over. I couldn't help but wonder, even if she was cleared of the suspicion of murder, how could she explain staying in Longxing Temple in the middle of the night? Besides, we were making a lot of trouble in the main hall and even knocked over the altar. Would the Cultural Relics Bureau and the Buddhist Association agree
I quickly told Yan Xiang that I didn't need to worry about Qu Mo, she was fine now, and sent me to the hotel. Yan Xiang didn't like to talk much, drove me to the door of the hotel, and then told me that he had something else to do and to call him if I needed any help, and then drove away.
When I was about to enter the hotel, I saw Qu Mo and Wang Zijun coming out, accompanied by two people. When I saw them, my eyes were immediately drawn to them. These two people were Shen Bing and a strange man.