The gentleman is knocking on the door

Chapter 189
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"Wen Butou, I won't beat around the bush with you. There are too many dead people here, and the atmosphere is heavy, but there are no wronged souls here. There may be something hidden in the ghost crying in the middle of the night!" Mi Congcong said in a low voice.

There are many lonely ghosts here, but there is no resentment and resentment lingering. These lonely ghosts disappeared without a trace as soon as they saw the little old man.

Before, she suspected that Zhong Jingchao was responsible for this matter, but when she came here, her suspicion of Zhong Jingchao became even deeper.

She can conclude that this matter must be operated secretly by someone, and it remains to be verified whether this person is Zhong Jingchao.

The chill in Wen Tiancheng's eyes was full: "Master Mi Xian, are you sure?"

"I'm sure!" Mi Congcong said firmly.

Wen Tiancheng's pupils shrank slightly, the corners of his lips were tightly pursed, and he became silent.

"Wen Butou, I think we can use this opportunity to find out the 'ghosts' hiding in the dark, what do you think?" Mi Congcong asked.

There are so many wandering ghosts here, even if Wen Tiancheng disagrees, she will save them.

"Master Mi Xian has a solution?" Wen Tiancheng had doubts, and even brought his subordinates here to search for clues for several days, but they didn't find any clues.

With his many years of experience in handling cases, there was no trace of him that made him even more suspicious, but no matter how hard he and his subordinates worked, there was no result. In addition, Mr. Xu had already spoken to ask someone to do something to calm the hearts of the people. Little headroom?
"Wen Butou, please come here with your ears." Mi Congcong's lips curled slightly, and he was about to tell Wen Tiancheng what he was thinking. Call a few meters away.

"Master Immortal, spare me!" A kid who looked only fourteen or fifteen years old suddenly appeared in panic, kneeling and begging Mi Congcong for mercy.

Mi Congcong's eyes flashed, and he asked sharply, "What did you hear just now?"

This kid looks like he is only in his teens, but no one knows how long he has been dead, Mi Congcong was not fooled by its immature appearance.

Wen Tiancheng stared straight at Mi Congcong who was speaking into the air, there was no other reaction on his face, but his heart was full of surprise.

Are there really ghosts here?

Could it be that the cries heard by the people in the east of the city were really made by ghosts?

"Little Immortal Master, I didn't hear anything, really! I beg Little Immortal Master to let me go." The little ghost timidly looked at the seal between Mi Congcong's fingers, and shrank his head in fear.

If you are hit by this seal, you will be out of your wits!
"Aren't you telling the truth?" Mi Congcong snorted coldly, and he was about to go out with the seal in his hand.

"Say, I'll say!" The little ghost screamed in fright, "Little Immortal Master, please forgive me, I really didn't hear what you said, but I have something else to say!"

The corners of Mi Congcong's lips twitched imperceptibly, put away the seal between his fingers, and reminded softly: "You only have one chance."

"Master Xiaoxian, I can tell you where the cries in the mass graves come from recently, but please promise me one thing, Master Xian." The little ghost bravely negotiated terms with Mi Congcong.

Mi Congcong frowned, and sneered: "It seems that you are not afraid of losing your soul!"

"No, I'm afraid!" The little devil hurriedly shouted: "I dare to make this request because I am afraid of death!"

Mi Congcong looked at the kid coldly: "You are not qualified to negotiate terms with me!"

"Little Immortal Master, I just want you to help my mother do a ritual and send her to be reincarnated as a human being. This is just a matter of little effort for you. Please answer me!" I have been reluctant to reincarnate for a long time, and begged the little fairy master to help my mother, if the little fairy master can help me this time, I will repay you as a cow and a horse in the next life!"

It turned out that the little ghost died of illness a few years ago, and the mother who was dependent on it committed suicide because she couldn't bear such a blow. The mother and son had several chances to reincarnate, but the mother refused to leave because she couldn't bear it. It can only stay with its mother, and it wants to ask Mi Congcong to do a ritual for its mother, so that the mother can give up the distracting thoughts and concerns in her heart.

Mi Congcong didn't expect the little devil's request to be such a simple matter, he paused, and said with a smile, "So you're still a dutiful son."

"I beg the little immortal teacher to help me!" The little ghost begged with eyes full.

Mi Congcong pondered for a while, and said, "Let's talk about the recent crying in mass graves first."

Seeing the little ghost hesitate, Mi Congcong said again: "Don't worry, as long as what you said is useful to me, I will naturally do a ritual for your mother."

"You mean what you say?" The kid was dubious.

Mi Congcong twitched the corners of his lips: "Do you have any other choices?"

The little ghost glanced at Wen Tiancheng, hesitated for a while before saying: "Actually, the cries in the mass graves recently are man-made."

Mi Congcong narrowed his phoenix eyes, and it was exactly as she expected!
"Who did it?" Mi Congcong asked.

The little ghost shook his head: "I don't know the couple, but from their conversation, I guess they should be from Anji County. I will come here to pretend to be a ghost, and I will leave on time in two quarters of an hour..."

The little ghost told Mi Congcong everything he knew, and Mi Congcong pondered after hearing it.

According to this kid, this matter should have nothing to do with Zhong Jingchao, why didn't the couple report their grievances to the police, instead they ran to this mass grave to pretend to be ghosts?
"Little Immortal Master, that's all I know. Can you help my mother save her?" Seeing Mi Congcong's silence, the little ghost asked worriedly.

"When I'm sure you didn't lie to me about this, I will save your mother!" Mi Congcong said.

The little ghost showed joy on his face: "Thank you little fairy master, thank you!"

I have been waiting for so many years, and I am not in a hurry these days.

The kid knew very well that the government would intervene in this matter, and it wouldn't wait too long.

"Little Immortal Master, if there is anything I can help with, just tell me." The little ghost said again.

After learning that the couple who pretended to be ghosts had left the mass grave, Mi Congcong called Xiuxin over and asked about last night's situation. Xiuxin showed Mi Congcong the place where the "ghost" appeared last night.

"Mr. Mi, do you mean someone is playing tricks?" Wen Tiancheng saw that Mi Congcong had finished speaking with "Air" and then asked Xiuxin a few words, and he had already heard the clue from her words.

Mi Congcong looked around, and after making sure that there was no one else around, he relayed the little ghost's words to Wen Tiancheng: "That's right, a little ghost told me that the recent crying at the mass grave was a couple in Ji'an County. What the hell..."

Wen Tiancheng had seen Mi Congcong talking to himself just now, but after hearing Mi Congcong's words, he was still shocked, and it took him a while to find his voice: "Ji'an County is [-] or [-] miles away from Feiyu County. Lu, why did that couple come all the way here to play tricks?"

(End of this chapter)