Wangjia Town is a small town with a population of more than 5,000 people. There is a small river about three feet wide in the north of the town. Along the river is a large area of farmland.
The people in Wangjia Town live a self-sufficient life by farming and hunting.
There is only one street in Wangjia Town, and the street runs in a north-south direction. At the southern end, there are hundreds of wooden or brick buildings. One of the courtyards is the most magnificent.
The two-foot-high vermilion gate looks majestic. It is covered with shiny copper nails. shining brightly under the sunlight
On the left and right sides of the gate of the courtyard, there is a ferocious stone lion.
A black plaque with a length of a Zhang was hung on the door, and the four golden characters of "Wang Family Ancestral Hall" were engraved on it, which was very conspicuous.
In the main hall, more than 20 elderly people over half a century old gathered together. A rich old man in his fifties or sixties sat on the main seat. The rich old man was Wang Qingyun, the mayor of Wangjia Town.
Wang Qingyun is sixty-seven years old today. He is the most senior person in Wangjia Town, He is highly respected and was elected as the mayor of the town by everyone.
The old men on both sides of him are representatives of various branches of Wang Family Town,
It is worth noting that next to Wang Qingyun, there were two guard on both sides, one tall and one short. with solemn expressions.
The two guards are also members of the Wang family. They were not qualified to participate in a
The two guards are also members of the Wang family. They were not qualified to participate in a clan meeting of this scale, but now that a murder case has occurred, Wang Qingyun asked them to participate in today's clan meeting.
A tall and thin old man stood up, cupped his hands at Wang Qingyun, and asked, "Third Uncle, what's going on? Has the murderer been caught yet?
Tianhu and Tianlong, you, as the guards, have been doing even after so many days." Why can't you catch the murderer?"
"Uncle Liu, it's not that our brothers are incompetent, but that we are powerless. The victim has no injuries, there is no sign of a fight in the house, and there are no outsiders in the town.
This is obviously done by ghosts." The short and fat guards smiled wryly, and explained.
Although the people in Wangjia Town have not been able to cultivate immortality, they all know that there are immortal cultivators in the world, and they also believe in the existence of ghosts in the world.
"I'll just say it! It's definitely not man-made, and it's not what I expected."
"That's right, I guessed it too, it turned out to be really made by ghosts."
"Since you know it was done by ghosts? Then what are you waiting for? I remember that there are celestial masters guarding Ping'an County to keep us safe.
Uncle Wu, please send someone to invite the celestial masters of our family to get rid of the ghosts, otherwise we will not dare to kill them at night. When I go to sleep, I am afraid of dying in a daze, so I only dare to squint for a while during the day
The representatives of each branch expressed their opinions one after another,
Wang Qingyun waved his hand and ordered: "Okay, quiet, I have already sent someone to send a letter to the celestial master of my family.
Before the celestial master of my family rushes over, you should restrain your clansmen and don't go out alone at night, so as not to Another clan member was killed."
At this moment, a tall middle-aged man walked in quickly, his face full of joy.
"Father, cousin Qiusheng has brought our celestial master over here."
After hearing this, Wang Qingyun immediately stood up and asked: "Where is the Celestial Master? Quickly lead the way, don't neglect the Celestial Master of my family."
After saying this, Wang Qingyun walked out quickly, followed by other members of the Wang family.
"No need I'm already here." A man's voice suddenly sounded.
And Wang Changsheng walked in, along with Wang Qiusheng followed behind him.
"This old man is Wang Qingyun, the mayor of Wangjia Town, and he is paying homage to the Celestial Master." Wang Qingyun bowed to Wang Changsheng and said respectfully.
"Meet the Celestial Master."
Seeing this situation, other royal family members saluted one after another.
Don't be so pretentious, tell me what happened!" Wang Changsheng waved his hand and said in a pleasant manner.
Wang Qingyun nodded and looked at Wang Qiusheng.
Wang Qiusheng understood what Wang Qingyun meant, and explained: "Third Uncle, Ninth Uncle learned that Wangjia Town is haunted by ghosts, so he didn't even have time to eat, so he rushed over immediately."
Wang Qingyun understood, and said in a respectful voice: "Uncle Jiu, this is the case. Haif a month ago, a member of the tribe was found dead at home in the morning without any injuries. I thought it was a murder case, so my nephew ordered a few guard to track down the real culprit.
But they still had no clue, and the case did not progress. In the next half month, people from the tribe were killed one after another. Only then did the nephew realize that something was wrong, and hurriedly sent someone to send a letter to Uncle jiu. Unexpectedly, Uncle jiu rushed over so quickly."
After listening to Wang Qingyun's statement, Wang Changsheng frowned, and asked solemnly: "You said just now that people from the clan were killed one after another? All the people who were killed were members of the wang family.
This matter was more serious than he had imagined. It was nothing if there were ghosts in the Wang family town. If someone was targeting the Wang family, the nature would be different.
"That's right, so far, a total of nine members of the tribe have been killed, without exception. The dead were all killed at night, and they all died at home. Possibly a ghost."
Wang Changsheng frowned. According to Wang Qingyun, the murderer must have been a ghost
As far as he knows, ghosts naturally like to suck the essence of living people to feed themselves. If theessence of living people is sucked too much, their lives are in danger.
This ghost may be local or foreign, the former is fine, but the latter is troublesome.
Wang Changsheng thought for a while, and asked, "Is there a mass grave in Wangjia Town? Or did something particularly strange happen?"
"There are no mass burials in this town. There were immortal cultivators in our ancestors. Mass burials will accumulate Yin Qi and ghosts will easily appear.
If someone dies and no relatives are found, my nephew will send someone to burn the body. Random burials are never allowed.
And as for Mass burials, that is impossible to happened under my watch Wang Qingyun replied .
"No, Uncle San, more than a month ago, Xiaofeng, the tofu Xi Shi, disappeared." The chubby guard hesitated for a moment and reminded.
Wang Changsheng frowned, and asked in a deep voice. "Missing? Has noone found him yet? What is the origin of this tofu Xishi? Is he also from the Wang family?"
No, Uncle Nine, Xiaofeng is not from the royal family. She is eighteen years old and looks more youthful. There is also a blind old woman in the family. Xiaofeng sells tofu for a living, so she was nicknamed "Tofu Xishi".
More than a month ago, Xiaofeng suddenly stopped setting up the stall because her mother was weak and sick. Xiaofeng had to take care of her mother. When I came to the door,
I found that Xiaofeng's mother was dead, but Xiaofeng was not at home. My nephew sent someone to search for it for a while, but they couldn't find Xiaofeng, so they burned the body."