Heavenly Dao Formula

After Luo You'er finished checking the house and followed the smell to find clues outside, he and Wei Wushuang also got busy in the house.

The furnishing in the room can be described as a mess, as if it had been arched by wild boars. There were obvious eruption-like bloodstains on the ground and walls, and these fan-shaped marks outlined the place where the deceased fell last.

From the first sight of seeing the victim, this case has been classified as an "evil incident".

Ordinary human beings have no way to make the corpse look like this. Even if the strength is comparable to a hydraulic machine, it is impossible to ensure a smooth surface.

The two endured the smell of spoiled blood and quickly determined the cause of death of the four victims.

Both the man and the woman of the Qian family died from being crushed by the closet, but the woman's body was shorter because of the partition on one side of the closet. Their eldest son was crushed to death by a drawer, and the place where the youngest girl fell was farthest from the bedroom, and she ran until the gate of the courtyard before stopping. It's a pity that a wooden barrel standing there killed her.

This conclusion is not whimsical. If the corpse is wrapped, it can just be stuffed back into these containers.

Remnants of flesh and blood inside wardrobes and drawers are also evidence that they once housed the dead.

Under the condition of such astonishing pressure, the container itself will not burst, this phenomenon beyond common sense is the characteristic of chaos. Only the evil spirits formed by accumulating harmonious qi can have such abilities.

"When the evil spirits appear at night, the head of the Qian family should be the first to be killed." Xia Fan pinched his nose and walked to the bedside, facing the blood-stained closet, "He may have woken up at night and didn't notice the closet The door is open."

"Agreed." Wei Wushuang nodded, "He didn't make any resistance when he was pulled into the cabinet, so one hand was still stuck in his trousers. But the scream of being squeezed woke up his wife, and the latter's first One response was to push the younger daughter out of bed, who was under six, while warning the older son in the next room."

Xia Fan glanced at the hoe mark left on the closet, then turned his gaze to the broken oil lamp on the ground, "Did the eldest son fight the evil spirit?"

"I'm afraid I just want to save my mother."

The result was obviously futile, a hoe alone was not enough to repel Xie Chong, and the direction of things after that was very clear. The eldest son and his younger sister tried to escape, but Xie Chong pulled them into the drawer of the table by the door. Although the younger sister was the last to be targeted, she was unable to escape the catastrophe because of her age.

Then the two went to Xue's house again, the situation was similar, the only special thing was that one of the corpses was pressed into the shape of a water tank.

Xia Fan and Wei Wushuang looked at each other, and already had a preliminary answer in their minds.

His whereabouts are erratic, and he is not affected by the flames, so the possibility of a charm can basically be ruled out.

He has a distinct hostility towards living beings, and actively attacks the residents of the county, which is not in line with the characteristics of monsters and monsters.

Then the result is obvious.

The killer is either a ghost or a ghost.

It is also the most formidable opponent of the evil.

As for the specific type, it will not be determined until the inquiry team has collected the information on the parties involved.

I don't know where Li is now... While waiting, Xia Fan couldn't help but look to the west. The speed of the carriage is definitely not as fast as the two-rider transfer, and it will take half a day at the fastest. I hope she will not have any accidents along the way.

At this moment, there was a sound of arguing from across the street.

Xia Fan walked out of the yard curiously and looked at each other across the street—several local residents clashed with the yamen servants, and two of them knelt down on the ground, begging for something.

Is that the victim's family...

But the words that came into his ears quickly overturned his guess.

——They were actually praying to the government not to allow the Privy Council to intervene in the evil incident again.

"This is the sixth time in three years that we really can't afford the money!"

"I beg you to let everyone meet Mr. Hu!"

"Every time the Privy Council comes, it will collect a tax from the neighbors to eliminate evil. This person was not killed by evil spirits, but he will be forced to death by money! Lord, I beg you to be merciful!"

"Don't howl here, don't you see those adults are handling the case!" The yamen servant impatiently drove them away with a stick, "Don't call the Privy Council, you go kill the demon? If you want to die, just hang it on the beam. Don't implicate others. Others can afford the money, why can't you afford it?"

"My husband was ill before and spent a lot of savings...can't the money be delayed?"

"Grass, grass people too! Something happened at home—"

"That's your own business. If you don't have money, won't you sell all the land? It's not like the county magistrate didn't give you a way! For every acre of land sold, you can reduce or exempt 30% of the tax. Who is to blame if you don't let it go!"

"But there are too many evil spirits here!" The old man's voice had grown into tears, "Twice a year, even selling the fields won't last long!"

"Yeah, sir, if the fields are gone, don't we have a dead end?"

"How come, you can go to work in the magistrate's field." The yamen servant sneered, "You are cheap and lazy, and you deserve to die? Let me make it clear to you that it is a rule set by the sage to notify the Privy Council. Your lord's main expenses are also borne by the county government. For the few taels of silver you pay in taxes, do you really think that you can invite the sixth-grade gods from the Privy Council? It's just to make up for the losses of the county and relieve the victims. As for the evil spirits Too many, I blame you for your bad luck, could it be Master Hu's fault!? Get the hell out of my way now, or I will make you look good!"

After speaking, he broke them up with sticks.

Xia Fan didn't know what to do for a while.

He wanted to rush over to stop it, but his feet seemed to be filled with lead. Report this matter to Zhang Shenjue, or stab the Ministry of Command to do it? No... there's no point in doing that. After experiencing the incident with Mrs. Zhang, he has learned to consider issues more carefully-the Privy Council and Qiguo's administrative systems are two sets of teams, and they do not interfere with each other. The Privy Council will never interfere with the taxation of Gaoshan County because of this matter. .

What's more... can this really be changed?

The Exorcism Tax can be renamed, or even changed to donations or apportionments... As long as the county magistrate has his heart, the money will definitely not go away.

There was nothing he could do about it.

"Brother Xia, what's wrong with you?" Wei Wushuang's voice interrupted his thoughts, "I didn't even respond to calling you a few times just now."

"It's okay..." Xia Fan hesitated, "How much did you bring with you this time?"

"Let me see," the fellow villager took out his money bag, "they are all copper plates and broken silver, about two or three taels in total?"

Sure enough, most people don't carry a lot of cash with them, one or two thousand is considered too much.

"Oh, by the way... I also brought two gold leaves for emergency." Wei Wushuang added.

Xia Fan couldn't help but feel refreshed. A piece of gold leaf is almost equivalent to five taels of silver, and two pieces are equal to ten taels. In addition to the bag of copper coins he brought, it should be able to support those people for a while.

"Can you lend me the gold leaf? I will return it to you when my salary is paid next month."

"Brother Xia, why be polite, just take it if necessary." Wei Wushuang didn't ask why, and directly took out the rolled gold leaf from his cuff and handed it to him.

Thank you, good fellow bourgeoisie.

Xia Fan took the money and chased in the direction the county residents left.

He knew it was a temporary solution, not the root cause, but it was better than doing nothing.

At least...it can give me peace of mind temporarily.