After walking out the door, the policeman sighed and took out a notebook, which was densely covered with names. With a flick of his finger, many names disappeared, but Qin Ye's name remained on the paper.
"Liu Team." He picked up the phone: "Please check the Happiness Orphanage in Pingjing. Check a young man named Qin Ye... Well, it's nineteen on the data, and he moved to Qingxi County seven years ago... It's not a suspicion, It's just that any clues, especially non-locals, can't be let go... Especially, after investigation, Qin Ye was the last person to contact Wang Chenghao. At the same time, AC-285 dealt with the E-level supernatural that they both experienced together."
"No matter how you look at it, he is among the suspects."
He didn't know, just behind him, Qin Ye was watching all this from behind the glass window.
"When did you have so many good intentions to take care of other people's lives?" Arthas didn't care: "There are so many people in the world who have died unjustly, can you manage them?"
Qin Ye shook his head, squinted his eyes and said, "This kind of corpse qi is different from yin qi, and it can only be seen by you and me and some people with yin and yang eyes. There is such a strong corpse qi on his body, and there is no yin qi at all. Without a trace of blood...not like he killed someone."
Alsace didn't bother to ask. This kind of thing did not interest the former governor at all.
"...Why did you die? I don't have a sense of accomplishment."
Inside the Soul Sealing Ball, Arthas couldn't help rolling his eyes and said lazily, "So?"
Qin Ye was silent.
Alsace: "???"
"Don't talk, I'm looking for a sense of accomplishment." Qin Ye closed his eyes for a few seconds, then opened it and sighed, "It seems a bit difficult."
"… "
"...Forget it, think about it, since he didn't kill people, how did the corpse aura get to him?"
Now Arthas understood: "Contagion."
"He stayed with a person who was extremely corpse, and the time was not short, and it was not long since now."
Qin Ye asked deeply, "Then... who has the heaviest corpse aura?"
"Of course..." Arthas blurted out, but was immediately stunned.
When he spoke again, his voice was completely serious: "... Corpse Carpenter? Or Linker?"
Among the seven ghost craftsmen, the paper tie basically didn't deal with corpses, the grass ghost was a Gu Master, and the scorpion and the executioner were long lost. Both are occupations that are extremely intimate with corpses. As for the corpse hunter, it is a unique tradition, and it is impossible to appear here.
"you sure?"
"Not sure, but... As I said before, the ghost market is fluid. Since there are seven ghost craftsmen here, then... the ghost market is likely to flow to Qingxi County!"
"Also, everyone has some habits." Qin Ye smiled and said, "I glanced at this 'policeman' book before, he is a very organized person, and the names on a page are from top to bottom. The address is attached to the back. I'm the last one. According to the habit of most people, it must be sorted from top to bottom. On me, there are only five names. Not coincidentally, I have a very good memory. "
The ghost craftsman is among these five people!
Find him, and the address of the ghost city will be revealed. Even if this corpse carpenter is not the one who carried the corpse for the old ghost, if you ask if other carcasses have come to the ghost market during this period of time, follow the vine, maybe you can really find out the true face of the other party!
Needless to say, there are no idiots here. Alsace pondered for a moment: "Have a good rest, this ghost city, this palace is also very interested in the life of the lower classes."
Qin Ye stayed in the house for a while, and sat quietly until four o'clock in the afternoon. Only then did he bring the Soul Sealing Ball, carry a package, call for three rounds, and drive to the east of Qingxi County—Qin Ye remembers the police book. All three names are here.
Qingxi County has a relatively long history, with legends for thousands of years. Many parts of the town still maintain the ancient style. If it is not east and west, the area is still small, but the streets of tens of meters are probably renovated into XX ancient towns long ago.
The Qingxi East Street they are going to is commonly known as Minzu Street. Qingxi County is located in the southwest corner of Xichuan, next to Cangxi Province, where there are many ethnic minorities. From time to time, you can see ethnic minorities with Baotou or silver headdresses. Therefore, the government specially planned this ethnic street.
It is not appropriate to say that it is planning, that is, it is just a place to be drawn. On this two-meter-wide and sixty-seven-meter long street, the left and right sides are very ancient blue-brick and black-tiled houses. There are moss everywhere on the ground, and a string of red lanterns hang from both sides, which looks a little gloomy at night.
When Qin Ye's tricycle stopped at the entrance of the alley, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon. Many people are ready to close their doors.
After paying the money, he got into an alley. Some preparations are not easy to do before six o'clock.
Time passed minute by minute, and soon it was six o'clock, and the familiar supernatural broadcast sounded again. The sun gradually faded away. The street became cold, and the night breeze rolled up. Qin Ye quietly closed his eyes and waited until eight o'clock in the evening. He finally opened his eyes.
Quickly opening the package, there was a set of dark clothes and a large hat. The black veil hung down from the perimeter of the hat, completely blocking his face. After waiting for another half an hour, he slowly walked out of the alley.
The cold street, the snow-white walls, the red lanterns, the whole street is deserted, and the quietness makes people tremble.
Qin Ye took out a flute from his bosom. The whole body was white, but not jade. And the flute is not straight, even a little curved. A few eyes were chiseled crookedly above. It belongs to the kind of stuff that no one picks up on the street stall.
Alsace was a little surprised: "Human bone flute? A flute made of virgin leg bones, which can communicate yin and yang, the scientific name is Gangdong. You actually have such a thing?"
Qin Ye smiled slightly: "I really didn't expect that the high-ranking former governor also knew the name of Gangdong."
As he walked, he held the flute and played softly.
A sharp, shrill, but incomparably incomparable voice slowly floated out from the human bone flute. As he passed by, the occasional souls on the street all knelt down tremblingly, and there was a trace of yin under his feet that was visible to the naked eye. As the flute sounded more and more melodious, the yin qi became more and more intense, and after a few minutes, it was as if stepping on a black cloud.
One family, another family, just as he was about to reach the end of the street, two crows suddenly cried out in unison on the roofs on both sides of the street.
"Cuck! Cuck!!"
In the dark street, there are only these two crows.
"This is..." Arthas had a refreshing feeling. In her hundred years as a judge, where did she need to handle this kind of thing? Now there is actually a feeling of why not eat minced meat.
Sure enough... Anyone who can live as a monster in the human group for so long has not been discovered, everyone has their own way of dragon and mouse. Is this palace really only suitable for staying in the Frozen Throne
"Family." Qin Ye stopped playing the flute and shook the flute: "This kind of thing is called a vulva, and the seven professional ghost craftsmen can clearly hear the sound of the genitals. Only the real genitals make sounds. , will let them automatically welcome guests. Because they are like-minded people. The crow is also called the welcome bird of the ghost craftsmen. Once they are willing to help, the crow will welcome the guests on the roof. "
He looked at both sides with some playfulness: "I didn't expect... It turned out to be two ghost craftsmen. It is almost certain that the ghost market will flow to Qingxi County."
Shiah... At this moment, the two pavilions where the crow was squatting opened silently, and an old man in a Taoist robe on the left came out yawning: "Where is the Taoist friend visiting?"
This is an old man of about sixty or seventy years old, with a face full of goatee and glasses. Incredibly thin.
The door on the right also opened, and a middle-aged woman in her forties holding potato chips, fat to a ball, with a ruddy face and neat short hair, muttered as she opened the door, "Who! Ah you! Chasing dramas at night doesn't make you feel at ease..."
Open the door at the same time, walk out at the same time, and at the same time see... Qin Ye, who is filled with yin energy under his feet, with a black robe and a bamboo hat that is breezy.
silence.
After three seconds, "ghosts ah !!!!" The two screams of the night, wanted to break the night sky, with it, but also closer.
… … … … … … …
It is eight forty-five in the evening.
The coordinates are No. 3, No. 82, Minzu Street, Qingxi County, Xiajiang City, Xichuan Province.
Huang Sanhe leaned back against the door panel, trembling all over, his teeth rattling. Even though the wind was not cold at night, I felt a chill down my spine.
My mind is messed up, very messed up.
"I read it wrong... I must have read it wrong... Ha... Impossible, there can't be such a strong yin holder in this world. When my grandfather's grandfather summoned the soul, he just hung a picture of impermanence, Lord impermanence. Didn't come out... I must have read it wrong, it's dark and dazzling... "
He kept muttering in his mouth, but his fingers moved involuntarily, and the black threads flexibly flew around his fingertips, like playing a rope game.
These lines are weird. It's not silk or velvet, and if you look closely, it turns out to be intertwined with hair! I don't know how many processes have been processed, and it emits a dark oily sheen.
But the faster he turned his hands, the more upset he became, because he knew very well that this ghost, which could be called the most powerful ghost he had ever seen, did not come to him for no reason.
"Boom!" At this moment, there was a soft sound behind the door, and he suddenly jumped up like he was stabbed by a needle! One second, he was still close to the door, and the next second, he was holding the cabinet like a rabbit, hoarsely said: "Don't, don't, don't, don't come here!"
"I, my Huang family has never committed a crime! You, you can't find me!"
There was silence outside the door, and then a calm voice said: "Connection master?"
Click... The moment the voice fell, the door lock automatically opened. He saw the fat woman trembling all over, standing behind the man in the black cloak with a livid face, and the other party just... just floated in like this!
Da... The door closed gently, Qin Ye looked around, the room was very simple, with incense cases, couplets, and various magical instruments and talismans. I snorted in my heart.
These guys who make dead money seem to be poor and white, starting at least 200,000 to 300,000 yuan, but they are richer than themselves.