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In the end, Xia Lin and Xia Qing returned to Ma's house quickly.

Because of the rush, when they arrived at Ma's house, it was about three o'clock in the afternoon, and the sky was still bright.

When Xia Lin found Ma Tianfang again, he was still unwilling to follow her to go to his ancestral grave. In ancient times, the family attached great importance to ancestral halls and ancestral tombs. Not to mention outsiders, even some of our own family members were not allowed to enter.

"Unless I find reasonable evidence, I will not agree to open the ancestral grave." Ma Tianfang's attitude was very firm.

Xia Lin frowned, and wanted to speak, but Xia Qing preempted her: "First of all, I think you should think that no matter what reason this brat killed the previous five people, her current goal has already been let go. In the Ma family, Xia Lin was just a shield for you, but now he is no longer."

Seeing that Ma Tianfang was about to speak, Xia Qing immediately went on to the next sentence: "Second, the reasonable reason you want is that we now believe that your married son-in-law, Feng Ming, is a girl."

Ma Tianfang opened his eyes wide.

He was shocked by what Xia Qing said, and his whole body couldn't help trembling: "You, what are you talking about? Feng Ming is a girl? How is it possible!"

At this time, Xia Lin also understood Xia Qing's meaning, and her expression became calm: "I fought with the girl in red last night. Her height is about the same as Feng Ming's." She knew that just a similar height could not convince her. Yes, so after finishing this sentence, she immediately asked a question, "According to my understanding, you didn't verify your authenticity when you were doing the ghost marriage."

Ma Tianfang's face turned dark, the rules of ghost marriage are just to put on a set of wedding clothes, cover the coffin and bury the coffin according to the rules, who will go to check whether the child who is supposed to be a boy is a boy or a girl?

What's more, as the only actual controller here, Ma Tianfang really doesn't think anyone dares to deceive the Ma family.

While quickly weighing the authenticity of what the sisters of the Xia family said, he put on an angry look and called people: "Go and call Feng Da over! Why are you giving me a girl?!"

Xia Qing sneered: "Feng Ming's gender is the biggest secret, if Feng Da had known early on, Feng Ming might not have died."

Ma Tianfang had a gloomy face, but temporarily stopped the person who ordered him before, and looked at Xia Qing: "Since Miss Xia has guessed, please tell it directly."

Obviously, the current Ma Tianfang can listen to their words.

"Feng Ming's identity has been a secret since birth. Only Grandma Feng Ming and herself know the secret. Without the protection of her parents, as the eldest grandson of the Feng family, she can at least get something when she becomes an adult." I figured it out, maybe because I got along with Zheng Jing a lot, I have seen her investigate the case a few times, and when she said these words, she was so confident, Ma Tianfang couldn't help thinking according to her way of thinking.

In fact, this guess is not impossible.

"It's already four o'clock, isn't Mr. Ma going to let us go in and take a look?" Xia Lin asked in a timely manner.

Ma Tianfang looked at them silently, and finally let go.

Without further ado, Xia Lin and Xia Qing immediately took their things and followed Ma Tianfang to the Ma family's ancestral grave.

The ancestral tombs of the Ma family are cleaned by special personnel, and the people responsible for guarding the ancestral tombs live in the area of ​​the ancestral tombs all year round, taking care of everything inside.

Seeing Ma Tianfang and listening to his explanation of the purpose of coming, the hunched man just gave Xia Lin and Xia Qing a dark look, then turned and led the way, leading them to Ma Xiaoyuan's grave.

Because she recruited a son-in-law, Ma Xiaoyuan's position is not bad, but after all, it is a cemetery for many years, and it is always full of yin.

After confirming the location, Xia Lin nodded to Xia Qing, and started to arrange it near the cemetery, took out a pottery bowl, lit a fire in it, and burned a few pieces of paper with densely handwritten words on it.

Xia Qing's movements were relatively simple. She just took out a delicate bell and shook it according to a certain rhythm.

"Dingling, Dingling——" There was a faint mist in the cemetery at dusk, and the sound of the bells penetrated very strongly in the mist. When listening to it from a distance, it was impossible to tell where it came from.

Ma Tianfang has been following Xia Lin and Xia Qing's side watching their actions, at this moment he always felt a chill shrouded his whole body, and couldn't help shivering.

Xia Qing shook the bell for a while, and suddenly a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she casually threw the bell on the ground.

To Ma Tianfang's horror, the sound of the bell did not stop, it was still tinkling, as if shaking by an invisible hand.

"It seems to be here." Xia Qing said to Xia Lin, and at the same time, took out a dark brown thing from the backpack.

Ma Tianfang took a closer look, and was shocked to find that it turned out to be a tablet with a strange name and birthday written on it in red with unknown materials.

But the current situation is beyond Ma Tianfang's control.

A gust of wind blew by, and the sky darkened.

Xia Lin had already burned the few pieces of paper, and the flame in the pottery bowl gradually extinguished.

A red light flashed, and the girl in red appeared in front of the tomb in vain, staring fiercely at them with her dark red eyes.

"Feng Ming." Xia Lin stood up, looked at the girl in red and shouted.

The girl suddenly turned her head to Xia Lin, obviously responding to the name she pronounced.

At this point, the identity of the girl in red has been revealed.

"Go." Xia Qing said this word to Feng Ming coldly.

A chilly gust of wind blew by, but a gray-black figure jumped out from the tablet that Xia Qing had taken out before, rushed towards Feng Ming and fought with her.

The resentment and resentment at the time of death are one of the factors that condense into spirit bodies—that is, ghosts, and ghosts will increase their hostility after killing people. Feng Ming, who disguised herself as a man and lived carefully for so many years, was still ruthless. Killing, this is something she can't let go of until she dies.In addition to killing five people, the hostility is beyond the reach of ordinary spirits.

The most powerful of all the ghosts raised by Xia Qing trembled with Feng Ming, but it was just that he was not defeated.

When controlling ghosts, you must concentrate on giving proper guidance, and at the same time prevent the ghosts you have raised from backlashing back.

Xia Qing now has to keep a close eye on the fight over there, ready to control her ghost at any time.

As for Xia Lin, she held the unremarkable pottery bowl in her hand, and her lips kept moving.

Ma Tianfang is just an ordinary person. He can't see Feng Ming, let alone the ghost of Xia Qing's envoy. The air was terribly cold, and an indescribable oppression enveloped the surroundings.

Ghost, that girl in red, Feng Ming?right there? !

Ma Tianfang felt worse and worse, couldn't help but took two steps back, accidentally tripped over the corner of the tombstone behind him, and sat down heavily on the ground.

The movement here attracted Feng Ming's attention.

She was haunted by inexplicably powerful ghosts, facing Xia Lin and Xia Qing who had disrupted her plan, she was very upset.

Seeing Ma Tianfang at this time, her eyes lit up, and she gave up on the ghost and went straight to Ma Tianfang regardless.

Xia Xuan jumped out from the side suddenly, she was ordered by Xia Qing to follow Ma Tianfang, at this time she also rushed out when she saw that something was wrong.

But Xia Xuan is just a little ghost without hostility. Although she has followed Xia Qing to practice, it has only just started. Besides, Xia Qing did not intend to make Xia Xuan a ghost for fighting, so naturally she is more indulgent. Xuan played around.

At this time, Xia Xuan faced Feng Ming, and almost immediately after the two little devils met, Xia Xuan was beaten aside by Feng Ming, and her spiritual power was a little scattered.

Xia Qing frowned, and immediately bit her finger to smear blood on the tablet, and then quickly took out a new roll of red rope from her bag.

After getting Xia Qing's blood with spiritual power, the ghost master made a scream and rushed towards Feng Ming at a faster speed.

But Feng Ming is similar. After opening Xia Xuan, she grabbed Ma Tianfang's hand. Although she moved a little to the side to avoid the action of controlling the ghost behind her, she still bit Ma Tianfang's hand hard. On the shoulder, before the ghost arrived, he swallowed several mouthfuls of Ma Tianfang's fresh blood.

For a while, Feng Ming and Gui Ling confronted each other again, and the fight was inseparable.

At this time, Xia Qing had already arrived at Xia Xuan's side. She tapped Xia Xuan's forehead and read a few words, then patted her on the head: "Go back to the memorial tablet and keep it, don't come out."

Xia Xuan knew that she couldn't help, so although she was frustrated, she still nodded obediently.

And Xia Qing glanced at Ma Tianfang who was lying on the ground covering his shoulders and trembling, stood up and passed him, took out a few wooden nails about ten centimeters long, wrapped them with a red rope several times, and pressed them hard into the soil.

One was ready, Xia Qing looked up at the stars in the sky, quickly found a direction and counted the steps and took nine steps, the second wooden nail went into the soil, then changed the direction and counted nine steps, and laid down the second wooden nail. three.

Seeing that three red ropes had appeared on the ground, Feng Ming's figure suddenly paused, and he forcibly hit the ghost and rushed towards Xia Qing.

Xia Qing seemed to be unknown, she still counted her steps, she didn't even dodge.

Feng Ming was almost on the verge of catching Xia Qing, but a pottery bowl suddenly appeared in his way, blocking Feng Ming's body with ashes from the talisman that had been burnt earlier, and the ghost spirit that followed Feng Ming also entangled in time .

At this time, Xia Qing had already planted the sixth nail. There were five red strings on the ground, and Feng Ming was clearly in the pattern surrounded by the red strings.

Standing up again, Xia Qing quickly walked towards the first nail, leaving only the last one to seal the pattern.

Feng Ming's eyes were wide open, and the glasses were almost bleeding. She wanted to catch up with Xia Qing, but even Xia Lin was wielding a mahogany dagger to cooperate with the ghost to deal with her, and she was no longer able to catch up.

At the moment when the red rope formed a circle, those few nails automatically drilled into the soil in an instant, but the shape of the red rope remained unchanged, but kept shrinking towards Feng Ming.

"Go back." Xia Qing's order came, and the ghost quickly withdrew from the circle of the red rope, and slid back into his tablet.

Xia Lin also quickly jumped out of the red rope, watching the rope circle quickly tie Feng Ming.

Both ends of the rope were in Xia Qing's hands, this time it was different from the night before when I was not fully prepared, no matter how hard Feng Ming struggled, he couldn't break free from the shackles of the red rope.

Feng Ming stared at Xia Qing unwillingly and kept screaming, but there was nothing but the unbearable burning pain from the place where he was tied by the red rope.

"Kill her, kill her!" Ma Tianfang's weak voice came from behind. When Xia Lin poured the bowl of ashes on Feng Ming to weaken her speed and strength, Ma Tianfang also saw Feng Ming because of this. Ming figure.Seeing Feng Ming being tied up by Xia Qing now, Ma Tianfang immediately said angrily.

Xia Qing frowned, because she was displeased with Ma Tianfang's order.

"Killed?" Xia Qing turned to look at Xia Lin.

"En." Xia Lin hesitated for a while before giving an affirmative answer, "Killing those many people, the hostility is too strong, and it is no longer suitable for capturing ghosts as messengers." As she spoke, she Holding the mahogany dagger in his hand, he walked towards Feng Ming.

"Why, why did you treat me like this." Feng Ming suddenly spoke, his voice full of unwillingness.

This surprised Xia Qing and Xia Lin a little. Generally, ghosts who kill five people have no consciousness and reason as humans, and can only kill.

"In order to survive, I had to pretend to be a boy. I tried my best to make myself small and inconspicuous, but in the end I was still going to die!" Feng Ming stopped struggling, but his eyes were filled with blood and tears, "It's all you! I won’t die even if I get married to a ghost! Everyone who has touched that money will die!”

After saying this, Feng Ming struggled violently again.

Xia Lin and Xia Qing looked at each other, and finally Xia Qing reached out and inserted the mahogany dagger from the top of Feng Ming's head.

With a scream of pain, Feng Ming disappeared from the beginning. About a minute later, the red rope lost its binding and fell loosely to the ground.

"Although he said so, Feng Ming still didn't kill her uncle." Xia Qing said to Xia Lin while shaking the bell before, attracting and gathering the spirit essence dissipated in the air.

"Maybe it's because of Xia Liang? Who knows." Xia Lin just shrugged and cleaned up the mess here.

Both of them are people who are used to these things, there are too many situations, it is impossible to tell the absolute right or wrong, and they are not the defenders of punishing evil and promoting good.

When the two of them dealt with this and went to see Ma Tianfang again, he had passed out.

Xia Lin squatted down to check, then stood up and took Xia Qing to the gate of the cemetery: "Call someone to carry it back, I won't die for a while, it's no big deal."

That is to say, the wound bitten by this ghost was eroded by Yin Qi, and Xia Lin had to prescribe some unique prescriptions for treatment and recuperation. Of course, Xia Lin would not give up the opportunity to charge.

In the daytime of the next day, Xia Lin finally woke up, and when she learned that the matter was resolved so quickly, she looked at Xia Lin and Xia Qing's expressions only missing the word "worship".

They didn't stay in the deep mountains and old forests, and set off to leave after collecting the money they deserved.

After a tossing journey, the three of them finally got on the plane back to the city.

Before boarding the plane, Xia Qing sent a message to Zheng Jing, informing her of the arrival time of the plane, and then turned off the plane.

"It seems that someone picked you up?" Xia Lin noticed Xia Qing's movements and asked with a smile.

"Who knows." Xia Qing shrugged, "If Zheng Jing encounters a case, she will have to be alone."

"It was already nine o'clock in the evening when we arrived at the market, so it shouldn't be such a coincidence." Xia Lin smiled and said while wearing her seat belt, "I will get your share in your card in two days, to be honest, you still Don't want to do this?"

Xia Qing shook her head frankly: "If you don't like it, you just don't like it. Sister Lin, you should worry more."