I hummed in response and said no more.
Indicating to Tang Quan to open the door, after entering the courtyard, I took out some items from my body, made two paper effigies, and then prepared for the soul-summoning ritual!
The process of summoning the souls doesn't need to be mentioned again, but there was a small incident. After all, Tang Quan's parents have been dead for many years. Even if they had dreamt before, their souls may have been too weak. So I didn't use ordinary soul-summoning methods, but rather used the technique of "transformation into a path."
Tang Quan has lost a lot of blood and looks very weak.
The souls of his parents, summoned from beyond, appeared solid and substantial.
However, the old couple kept coughing continuously, as if they were suffering from an incurable illness.
The two ghosts looked at me somewhat confused, but when they looked at Tang Quan, they seemed to have a strong longing in their eyes.
Tang Quan's expression was stunned.
Tang Qianqian appeared quietly beside them. She didn't dare to speak much and just stared dumbly at the two ghosts.
Exhaling a breath of stale air, I gave the two ghosts my command in a serious tone, instructing them to retrieve the old Gong's head that had been discarded ten years ago.
I left a talisman on the paper person. As for Tang Quan's parents, they were just ordinary white-hearted ghosts. Controlling them would be easy.
The two ghosts swayed back and forth and left Tang's house.
I did not follow them but waited quietly inside the house.
Neither Tang Quan nor Tang Qianqian dared to come near to disturb me, just standing still from a distance.
As for Yu Xiu, she went to a corner of the wall and sat down, her hands holding her knees and her head hanging down, as if she had rested.
Time, passing by little by little.
Around midnight, Tang Quan's parents returned.
However, the two ghosts were empty-handed, carrying no head of Old Gong.
In the hoarse coughing sounds, Tang Quan's father said, "It's gone."
My heart fell once again.
Gone?
Well, gone, and I can't make it difficult for Tang Quan's parents either...
After all, ten years have passed. After all, ten years ago, they discarded their head carelessly... The possibility of retrieving it is indeed very low.
Even if it was eaten by wild dogs and rats on the mountain ten years ago, it might be long gone.
Closing my eyes, I said in a hoarse voice, "Uncle Tang, you two can catch up on old times. I've set up a talisman; by dawn, the paper person will be destroyed, and their souls can't be kept inside."
After saying that, I walked out.
"Show God brother..." Tang Qianqian moved forward slightly, reaching out her hand as if to grab something.
I didn't pause and continued walking out.
The sound of footsteps followed, and just as I stepped out, I saw the sleepily blinking Yu Xiu, head bowed, following behind me.
The night was very quiet and terrifying.
The feeling of being alone was very strong...
Even a sense of frustration...
It's not that I wanted to use Old Gong as a trump card, but the frustration of losing a trump card when Old Gong disappeared.
Rather than being a loyal ghost, I couldn't even protect him when something went wrong with him in front of me.
There's no other way. I have only one last method left…go to my villa and find Maoru San……
But to find Maoru San, I would have to pay a certain price...
There was an inner struggle, hesitation without end.
Just at this moment, a cold wind blew in.
In my mind, the idea struck me like a bolt of thunder!
Was Old Gong's disappearance really just a mysterious incident?
Before he met me, he was just an ordinary ghost.
It's not like he was unlucky and ran into an accident on his way. It wasn't something random like a car accident.
He's just a ghost, intangible and invisible.
Either there was an enemy who had been keeping an eye on him!
Or, someone in the shadows has been watching me, someone who knows about me and knows that Old Gong is my reliance! They are taking away my strength!
Yes, there are certainly many enemies of Old Gong. Any household whose money or gold was lost in the entire urban village can be considered his enemy.
But even if those enemies were combined, they couldn't have the ability to scheme against Old Gong!
Setting all this aside, the only possible explanation...
is that there's someone else in the shadows watching me, and they've taken action!
As my thoughts took a breakthrough, everything became much clearer and more straightforward. However, cold sweat started to appear on my forehead.
Is it Gu Kana? Or Sun Zhuo?
Gu Kana's main loss is in managing the daoist temple, but in reality, it comes from me.
During the past two days, Sun Zhuo was taken away by the person from Gu Kana's temple. Although Mao Sanjiu analyzed that the other party might be countering and letting Sun Zhuo be taken away by Mingjin Zhenren, whether Sun Zhuo is taken away or not, they can use the method against Old Gong to target me!
The person from Gu Kana's temple is even more aware. I must be killed.
If it's them, Old Gong's trouble will be even bigger...
Except them, I really can't think of anyone who both knows me and wants to harm me...
At that moment, a sense of scrutiny suddenly came from the side.
My heart sank, and I turned my head suddenly to look.
What I saw was a woman with a large face. She had a heavy complexion with freckles, and her face looked unwell, exuding a sense of unease. This was none other than Huang Qin.
In the next second, Huang Qin noticed that I had seen her. She had originally turned to leave, but suddenly her body stiffened, and she walked towards me. It wasn't Huang Qin who had come forward voluntarily. On her back, there was a faint figure of a thin and tall man, like a bamboo pole. It was her sick husband!
In an instant, Huang Qin was in front of me. She lowered her head, her eyelids drooped, and she had little consciousness.
"Master..."
A weak voice, emanating from the sickly ghost, paused as he looked at me blankly.
"What do you want to say?" I asked, narrowing my eyes.
"One month ago, a group of people came to the village. They dug up the old Gong and brought down a head from the mountain."
"My wife knows, but she dare not say."
The voice of the sickly ghost was hollow, and his gaze occasionally swept past Yu Xiu behind me, carrying a hint of fear.
"But I saw you earlier, bringing out Tang's old couple, but at noon, he was still there. Now he's not."
"Did he... run into some trouble?"
There was a trace of concern in the sickly ghost's eyes.
Clearly, over the years, there had been some sort of emotional connection between the sickly ghost and Old Gong.
And his words made my pupil contract again.
One month ago?
One month ago, it couldn't be Sun Zhuo, nor could it be Gu Kana.
If it were them, they wouldn't have let Old Gong stay near me for so long; they would have acted much earlier!
"Old Gong has encountered some trouble, but it won't be a big problem. What kind of people were those people? What kind of background do they have?" I asked the sick ghost, forcing myself to remain calm.
Now there's a clue, even if it took a bit longer, it's better than having no clue at all.
The sick ghost coughed "hui hui" and shook his head first, then nodded, whispering, "I recognize some of them."
"There was a beautiful woman with a large chest and buttocks, a slender waist, and nice legs. Yes, that woman came to Tang's house, looking for you."
My face changed again.
A beautiful woman also came to Tang's house to look for me?
The women who came to Tang's house were only two.
One is Chongying, and the other is Xu Nuan from the Xu family!
Xu family arranged people to dig up the remains of Old Gong?
Xu Nuan's yin qi was taken away by Sun Zhuo.
Actually, the Xu family and Sun Zhuo were deeply intertwined.
Being caught by the Xu family with Old Gong was equivalent to being caught by Sun Zhuo...
But that doesn't make sense. Why did the Xu family wait until today to act?
