sinovels Chapter 70 Chapter 70
Chapter 70 Chapter 70
Ye Nuochen said proudly: "What do you mean by that, I am your successor."
Hearing this, Ye Lai shook his head and smiled: "You are still too immature now, and it takes a long time to hone in. The various interpersonal relationships and experience in getting along in society are enough for you to learn for many years, so just use your brain now."
Ye Nuochen stopped talking. After so many days, it seems that the Taoism he can use is his eyes that can see the supernatural and the so-called supernatural thoughts that can perceive the supernatural. The rest of the magic tools that can be used are useless In fact, the most important thing is that his ability is not as good as that of Yan Wenbo. If Yan Wenbo was not by his side to help him during that time, he would not be able to solve those problems at all. So, when he faces those problems alone one day , for a fledgling novice like him, it is a blessing not to die.
The two soon arrived at Tan's Village, and the door of Mr. Tan's house was ajar.
"Is there anyone at home?" Ye Nuochen stared intently at the door of Mr. Tan's house with a look of surprise.
"Go in and have a look." Ye Lai parked the car on the side of the road, and the two got out of the car and rushed to the door.
Ye Lai walked in front, Ye Nuochen followed behind, the two came to the door one after the other, Ye Lai poked his head towards the crack of the door, saw no one, didn't hear footsteps, so he pushed the door away. The side door went in.
Ye Nuochen naturally followed behind and went in without any hesitation.
"Strange, isn't this door unlocked?" Ye Nuochen was still thinking about the half-covered door he saw just now, it was clearly a sign that someone had entered.
"How do we get in after it's locked?" Ye Lai walked into the master bedroom first, which was the room where his master was killed.
"That's true." Ye Nuochen stopped thinking about this question and focused on finding clues.
Ye Lai walked back and forth in the room, checked almost all the places that could be seen, and did not miss the ground. Although the ground was concrete, it was cleaned on the day of the funeral, and you can still see the leftovers on it. All kinds of old dirt spots, just ordinary dirt, no problem can be seen.
Finally came the bed. He walked slowly to the bed. Ye Nuochen had already touched the bed, including the edge of the bed and the wall inside. Images of Yan Guojun doing all sorts of strange things next to this bed kept flashing across the screen.
"This scene has long been destroyed beyond recognition, and the scene of the cause of death at that time cannot be restored." Ye Lai stood by the bed and looked around helplessly. The room was empty except for a bed, and there was basically no place that could be seen by the naked eye. His discernment.
"If we can't find any favorable evidence at the scene, we should start searching on his body, but Master Tan's body has already been buried in the ground." Ye Nuochen knelt down and reached out to grope under the wooden boards under the bed.
"Huh? What is this?" He touched a piece of paper, took it out and looked at it, Ye Lai stared at the yellow talisman in his son's hand in disbelief, snatched it, and looked at it carefully before his eyes .
Ye Nuochen was also frightened when he stood up, what's going on?Why is there such a thing under the bed?This yellow talisman looks like it can exorcise evil spirits.
"It's so red..." Ye Lai put it in front of his nose and sniffed it, and within a few seconds he concluded: "This is not only painted with cinnabar, but also this soul-rescue painting mixed with human blood. Talisman, not only that, but also cursed on it."
"How did you find out?" Ye Nuochen watched his father's every move with a face of surprise, and he could tell so many questions about talisman papers just by simply smelling them. This is the first time he has seen such a powerful one. Father, it turns out that his father's ability to walk the rivers and lakes is really good, not an exaggeration.
Ye Lai briefly explained: "The red on the talisman paper is abnormal, and the red of the cinnabar is a relatively old deep red. If it is pure cinnabar without adding other colors, you can tell it at a glance. If you add cinnabar talismans of other colors The paper becomes impure. This color is not like cinnabar red or blood-stained red. It is like another reddish-brown when the two colors are mixed together, so it can be seen. The reason why it is human Blood, because ordinary spell casters need to mix their own blood with cinnabar to achieve the effect."
"Then how do you know it's a curse?" Ye Nuochen listened with gusto, and asked if he didn't understand.
"It's hard to explain this clearly. It needs a professional to perceive it. You are still inexperienced, and you don't understand it." Ye Lai looked at his son solemnly, and continued to study the talisman paper in his hand.
"No, if someone really put this kind of charm under the bed on purpose, how could we find it so easily? Besides, I can find it as soon as I stretch out my hand, and there is no need to drill in to find it." Ye Nuo Chen realized that something was wrong, and the picture of Yan Guojun under the drilling machine suddenly flashed in his mind, and his expression froze.
"Is it easy to find?" Ye Lai gave him the talisman paper, and got under the bed in disbelief, "There are actually five! Front, back, left, right and middle." Just when he was about to tear it, he found that things were not that simple .
"Why are there so many? Is there something special about it? Why are there five stickers?" Ye Nuochen squatted down while holding the talisman paper, poking inside from time to time to observe his father's progress.
"Actually, it is usually enough to stick one piece of this kind of cursed talisman paper. As for sticking five pieces, it is more for safety reasons, because if one is torn off, the remaining few pieces can suppress someone's anger." Spiritual body." Ye Lai clasped the talisman paper pasted in the middle with his fingers as he said, but he couldn't detach it no matter how he clasped it, it was so tightly pasted that it felt like it was integrated with the bed board.
"Could it be Uncle Yan who did it?" As soon as Ye Nuochen thought of the scene of Yan Guojun getting under the bed and messing around, he would feel in his heart that it was him, it was so obvious, if it wasn't him, who else?
"How do you say that?" Ye Lai was still tearing up the talisman paper.
"I--"
"What are you doing?"
Before Ye Nuochen could continue, Yan Guojun who suddenly appeared from the door of the room interrupted him, not only that, but also with a questioning expression.
Hearing the voice, Ye Nuochen quickly stood up and looked at the person coming, Ye Lai also stopped tearing up the talisman paper, and looked towards the door.
"Uncle Yan, why...why are you here?" Ye Nuochen stuffed the talisman paper into his trouser pocket in a panic, even his voice became cautious.
"What are you doing? What was in your hand just now?" Yan Guojun quickly walked towards Ye Nuochen.
Ye Lai quickly crawled out from under the bed.
For some reason, Ye Nuochen felt awe and fear of Yan Guojun spontaneously, because his appearance was unsmiling and very serious, which gave people a sense of distance that strangers should not get close to. With this indifferent expression and voice, and being of the same generation as his father, and so powerful, Ye Nuochen was even more afraid of him.
"It's nothing..." The voice was so tense that he stammered, and he didn't dare to look him in the eye.
"What are you doing at my master's house?" Yan Guojun's gaze finally came to Ye Lai's face, with a look of torture to extract a confession.
"I was entrusted by Mr. Mu to come to the master's house specially to find evidence for him that the master was killed, so that the master can rest in peace." Ye Lai told the truth in front of his son.
"Then did you find anything?" Yan Guojun's face was indifferent, and his expression hardly changed.
Ye Lai gestured to get out of the bed with his eyes, "We found five talisman papers pasted there under the bed. The five talisman papers were obviously cursed, and we don't know who did it."
"Then did you tear it up?" Yan Guojun frowned, calm and calm without changing his expression.
"I tore a piece of it and it's in my son's hands. Brother, do you know who did it?" Ye Lai asked in a tentative tone. He could see the expression he wanted to see, but the other party was calm and composed, as if all this had nothing to do with him, and he didn't know anything, just like a passerby who passed by and asked.