Chapter 28 of Ghost Buddha Yang
"Although Jinshan isn't very high among the mountains, it's incredibly ancient. Everyone calls Jinshan a Feng Shui treasure land, but few know it's also a dark mountain. Who knows how many people are buried beneath this mountain, how many souls are hidden."
"There's a kind of ghost in this mountain called the Lying Back Ghost. This ghost won't scare you, won't cry or make a fuss, it just lies down behind you, its hand slowly stroking your neck, then tightening its grip until you can't breathe and can no longer make a sound."
"It won't show up, and there won't be any footsteps. You'll just feel your breathing getting harder and harder, like someone is grabbing you from behind."
"At this moment, you absolutely must not look back! Because it will attack the moment you do. The more you try to see what's behind you, the tighter it will pinch you. This is the taboo of the lying ghost."
Monk Lechen glanced at Yan Ran who was still chattering with Chen Fangqin, and his gaze shifted to a point that seemed to be in the void.
"I'm afraid the strange vision this woman described yesterday was caused by the Paobei ghost. As for Master Chen's death, it must have been the ghost's fault. Amitabha."
After Le Chen finished speaking, he closed his eyes and recited the scriptures.
The people in the tea room were silent, with only the sound of the two women arguing.
Jie Qianchou put down the peanuts in the tea room and cleared his throat - his attention had long since shifted from the women's quarrel to the monk's story.
"Hey monk, do you mean this ghost was brought back by us?"
Le Chen kept chanting scriptures, without even raising his eyelids, but just shaking his head slightly.
"Come to think of it, I actually found some interesting things in Master Chen's room."
Jie Qianchou pulled an object from his pocket. It was made of wood and, at first glance, resembled a wooden whistle, about half the length of a finger. It was larger at the top and smaller at the bottom, with the large head covered in relief carvings of various ghostly faces, and in the center a hollowed-out skull. The tail was shaved like a cone. It was completely black and looked a bit sinister.
"Demon King Nail?"
Tongtian Wu, who had been sitting in the shadows, suddenly stood up.
"Where did you find this?"
Jie Qianchou placed the Ghost King Nail on the table and found a wet towel to wipe his hands.
"I found it under Master Chen's bed."
When Xie Qianchou checked under Chen Shifu's bed, he found this thing and took it away while Bu Kui was pulling him.
"Do you recognize this thing?"
Tongtian Wu walked tremblingly to Jie Qianchou and looked at the Ghost King Nail carefully.
"The Ghost King's Nail, the Soul-Severing Amulet. This is a talisman used to inflict curses, a very evil talisman. If you are struck by the Soul-Severing Amulet, you will die! Even your soul will be gone after death, let alone reincarnation."
Jie Qianchou silently took a half step back and shifted his gaze to Chen.
"Now here comes the interesting part. Was he strangled to death by the ghost or was he killed by the magic of yin and yang?"
Kikyo beside her also stood up.
"I'm sorry, could it be that this evil magic has attracted a demon, leading to today's tragedy?"
Jie Qianchou looked at Platycodon and smiled faintly.
"It's really interesting that Chen Shifu, who was known as the master of catching ghosts, died among a group of people who were also known as masters."
Tongtian Wu's face was covered with a veil, and her eyes were staring at Jie Qianchou through the veil.
"What's even more interesting is how you found something the police couldn't find. Also, you guys clashed with Master Chen the moment you arrived, and Yan Ran even accurately predicted what would happen today. What on earth are you two doing?"
Tongtian Wu tapped the ground lightly with his wooden stick, and the other people began to stay as far away from Jie Qianchou as possible.
Xie Qianchou looked at Tongtian Wu with some displeasure and said, "The police have already ruled me out as a suspect. Why are you throwing dirty water on us?"
"There are always some evil practitioners in this world with devious intentions, and using sorcery to kill people is a common occurrence."
"Speaking of evil, the one who looks most like an evil cultivator here is you, old lady, right?"
At this time, Wang Li, who was sitting in the back, walked over.
"Everyone, now is the time to think about how to get rid of the ghosts in the villa, right?"
Jie Qianchou wrapped the Ghost King Nail tightly with the paper on the tea table, then put it into the small box containing peanuts, and finally stuffed the box into his bag.
"It seems there are some sensible people here. I'm going to stay in Master Chen's room today and catch ghosts myself."
"That's not very convenient."
Zhang Chunhe, who had always had little presence, finally spoke.
"Someone just died in that room, so we need to clean it up first."
Xie Qianchou looked at Zhang Chunhe with some surprise and said, "It's okay. We cultivators don't have so many taboos."
Zhang Chunhe narrowed his eyes and forced a smile. "The key is, I wouldn't dare let anyone else move in without the police's permission."
"Then I'll send a message and he can move in."
Bu Kui, who had changed into casual clothes, was standing at the door of the tea room at some point.
Seeing what the police said, Zhang Chunhe asked the waiter to open a door card for Jie Qianchou. After everyone left, Jie Qianchou pulled Bu Kui away from Yan Ran and Chen Fangqin who were still arguing there.
Jie Qianchou: "Why are you back again?"
Bu Kui: "Let me be honest with you, Master. Ever since I saw you here this morning, my heart has been pounding. I knew this case was going to be a big deal..."
Jie Qianchou's expression fell. "Officer, please stop calling me that. I said you came back because you were in Tiantang Town. Why would there be a police officer from Jinshan?"
Bu Kui lit a cigarette for himself.
"I'm a police officer from Northeast China. I've been doing practical training in the south for the past six months. It's just a matter of being transferred around."
"Is that so? So you trust me enough to let me move in?"
"Hey, let's try our best."
Jie Qianchou scratched his head and said nothing.
Bu Kui took a deep puff of his cigarette.
"I've checked the criminal records, and it's true that people die in this villa every year at this time. I'm planning to book a room here so I can see what kind of evil things are going on here. If you find anything tonight, just shout it out loud, and I'll arrange to stay next door to you."
Jie Qianchou folded his arms and looked at Bu Kui for a long time.
"I'm Officer Bu. You don't want me to be your free labor, do you?"
Bu Kui touched his nose and said cunningly, "No way!"
Chen Shifu's room remained in the same condition as before his death: a large bed, a single sofa, a desk, and a wardrobe, nothing else.
Jie Qianchou searched through the book again, making sure he hadn't missed any clues. Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was already night.
Xie Qianchou lay in bed, reflecting on the past two days. His original intention was to take Yan Ran with him to get some money, but why did he have to act like a detective again? He had a feeling something was wrong with what happened in the teahouse that morning, but what exactly was it? And then there was Yan Ran's experience in the cave. Was there really a ghost? Finally, there was that Tongtian Wu. Xie Qianchou had a constant feeling that this person was targeting him, but why?
Xie Qianchou was upset and wanted to calm himself down. He reached out to turn on the light switch next to him, but his hand suddenly stopped halfway.
Jie Qianchou suddenly stood up and looked at the bedside table. A Buddha statue on the bedside table was facing away from him. However, the Buddha statue he saw this morning was facing the bedside. Jie Qianchou turned the Buddha statue around and saw that the once kind wooden face was scratched with deep grooves, as if it had been cut by the sharp claws of a vicious ghost. What kind of ghost could destroy even a Buddha statue?
Jie Qianchou held the wooden Buddha statue and examined it for a long time, but found no other clues. He quietly put the statue back to its place and turned off the light.
The curtains were open, and the room was bathed in a thin yellow haze from the streetlights outside. Xie Qianchou lay flat on his bed, his eyes darting around. A tiny white object in the corner caught his eye. It was the air conditioning duct.
This villa does not use central air conditioning, but each room is equipped with a separate wall mounted unit. The ventilation duct of the wall mounted unit leads to the outdoor unit through a small hole reserved in the wall.
Jie Qianchou turned on the lights again, moved the sofa to the wall, and stood on it to carefully observe the air conditioning duct. After the duct passed through the wall, the hole was sealed with foam glue. The white stuff you saw just now was the reflection of the foam glue.
Jie Qianchou moved the sofa away and searched in the corner again.
"really……"
He looked at what was in his hand and talked to himself.
Xie Qianchou moved the sofa back and stood on it again. He followed the air conditioning duct, searching for something bit by bit. The sofa was very soft, and Xie Qianchou stood on the backrest. He accidentally fell off and screamed in pain.
Before he could get up from the ground, the door was kicked open by Bu Kui from outside.
"What happened?"
Bu Kui looked alert and looked around vigilantly.
Jie Qianchou got up from the ground while rubbing his waist.
"I accidentally fell."
Before Xie Qianchou finished speaking, several people crowded in at the door. Yan Ran rushed in first, followed by Jie Geng, Zhang Chunhe and others.
Jie Qianchou looked at the people in the room and asked, "Are you guys... guarding the door the whole time?"
Yan Ran walked over and looked Jie Qianchou up and down.
"You're such a grown-up, and you still fall off the bed?"
Jie Qianchou covered his face with his hands and didn't want to explain.
Yan Ran's gaze fell on the ferocious-looking Buddha statue at the head of the bed. She took a half step back and pointed at the statue for a long time without saying a word.
Following Yan Ran's finger, several others also saw the Buddha statue. Bu Kui looked at Jie Qianchou who was standing next to him and asked, "Could it be you who did this?"
Jie Qianchou gave a bitter smile: "It really wasn't me. The one who destroyed this Buddha statue might be a ghost, right?"
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