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Chapter 126

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While she was talking, she tipped the bottle into the palm of her other hand, and from it poured out a large handful of ashes.

Xia Lin nodded, and raised the whip that she had already held in her hand.

In the blink of an eye, Xia Lin's raised hand quickly turned downwards, and slapped Xia Lin's body firmly with a whip. When the whip was pulled down, a faint sharp whistling sound could be heard.

Following a series of "cracking" sounds, within a few seconds, Xia Lin had already whipped nine times, and the clothes on Xia Lin's body were also torn, and some even leaked blood.

The movement of hitting and struggling became more and more intense, until the ninth stroke of the whip came to an abrupt end, and Xia Lin fell back heavily, closing his eyes and tilting his head.

Xia Lin also quickly retracted the whip and turned around. At this moment, Xia Qing splashed the fine ash in her hand at the same time. I don't know what method she used, but the ash covered the entire door.

A figure suddenly appeared in the ashes.

At this time, Xia Qing also took the red string loosely wrapped around her wrist in her hand, and wrapped the figure twice in the blink of an eye. Seeing that figure started to move again, rushing towards herself, Xia Qing quickly pulled a red string Throw it to Xia Lin over there.

Xia Lin quickly took it, and the two sisters pulled the red rope tightly while pulling the whole body tightly. The figure was immediately bound by the red rope and struggled violently on the spot.

Xia Lin felt the huge force coming from the red rope, glanced at Xia Qing, and saw that the distance between her and the figure was getting closer, she gritted her teeth and wrapped the red rope twice with her left hand, and pulled it with all her strength. He pulled out a mahogany dagger from the side, saw the timing and stabbed at the figure's vest.

Who would have thought that before Xia Lin's dagger was about to touch the figure, the figure suddenly screamed, and the red rope was broken into several knots.Xia Qing was pushed back by force and smashed heavily on the window behind her. The whole person broke out of the window, but luckily reached out and grabbed the window sill in time, barely hanging there.

And that figure broke free from the bondage, shook off the ashes with a bang, turned into a red shadow and came out through the wall, disappearing into the night sky.

Chapter 107 The Girl in Red ([-])

Now it's not suitable to chase anymore, Xia Lin was immediately by the window that was destroyed, and pulled Xia Qing up.

Her arm was aching and hot due to the violent pulling, Xia Qing couldn't help kneading it a few times: "It's worse than I imagined."

Xia Lin also nodded in agreement, and walked back into the room: "It's the ghost who killed five people." She bent down and untied the rope wrapped around Xia Lin's body, put it away again, and wiped the rope from the ground. With a small handful of glutinous rice, he stretched out his hands to pinch his cheeks to make him open his mouth, and sprinkled the handful of raw glutinous rice into it.

"So this glutinous rice is quite useful." Xia Qing watched Xia Lin's movements with great interest. Her experience is basically the so-called "orthodox Taoism" learned many years ago. Although the power is good, there is also an obvious Disadvantages--the required props are relatively high, and it will be troublesome to make or find them.

Unlike Xia Lin, the glutinous rice that can be seen everywhere can be used flexibly at any time.

"There are fewer and fewer good materials now, but you use a little less of your locust ash." Xia Lin stretched her muscles and bones, and returned to their room with Xia Qing, "How are you, are your hands okay?"

"Yeah." Xia Qing nodded, recalled the short and intense confrontation just now, and compared a height, "It looks like a girl with that hair, about that height."

Xia Lin also agreed: "I have the same opinion, you can ask the Ma family how tall Ma Xiaoyuan is tomorrow morning."

Although he couldn't catch the ghost in one fell swoop, but knowing the height can be regarded as a further understanding of its characteristics, which helps to find the root cause.

In the final analysis, it was out of Xia Lin and Xia Qing's surprise that the ghosts were all attached to Xia Lin's body. Generally, even if ghosts can think of borrowing people to kill people, they mostly use part of them instead of all of them. Get caught.

The two settled the matter on Xia Lin, tidied up and fell asleep.

On the contrary, the people from the Ma family waited for a long time without hearing any movement, but they didn't know what was going on outside. They were afraid to sleep for a long time, and by the next morning, everyone was a little listless.

"Let it go away, we still need to go to places where people have died to check for clues." Xia Lin told Ma Tianfang straightforwardly, not caring about his face and thoughts.

What else can the Ma family do? They can only acquiesce to this fact, and send someone to lead the sisters Xia Lin and Xiaqing to various villages.

Before leaving, Xia Qing suddenly turned around and looked at Ma Tianfang again: "Speaking of which, how tall was your daughter when she died?" She compared her heights while talking.

Ma Tianfang was taken aback for a moment, then glanced at Xia Qing's hand, and shook his head: "Xiaoyuan's body is poor, she's only that tall." His height was astonishingly shorter than Xia Qing's by about half a head.

After leaving Ma's house, Xia Qing said to Xia Lin: "Probably she's really not a little girl from Ma's house."

She could see that without knowing why Xia Qing asked such a question, Ma Tian's subconscious answer should be the truth.

Ghosts almost always retain the state at the moment of death, and maybe some are powerful enough to transform into shape, but there is no need for a little female ghost to make herself half a head taller inexplicably, that is meaningless.

"Then it will be even more troublesome." Xia Lin said to the point, the Ma family wanted to solve this matter as soon as possible, why didn't she want to.

I thought that this kind of place was nothing serious, but in the end, even she and Xia Qing both got involved, and the business was a loss.

Probably to take care of Xia Lin and Xia Qing's two girls, the Ma family also found a small mule cart. Although there is no way to spend all the road in the car, at least it can save them half of the distance.

After half a day, Xia Lin and Xia Qing arrived at Cassava Village and the home of the first deceased.

It was a few wooden houses built randomly, which looked a little crude. Outside the door, a rope was pulled from the tree to dry a string of clothes, and a little boy sat blankly on the threshold of the door.

The person from the Ma family who brought them here obviously knew the little boy, and walked over with the mule cart: "Liangliang, is your father at home?"

The little boy - Feng Liang turned his head to look at him, shook his head, and remained silent.

"Feng Liang is Feng Da's son. He is only a few days younger than Feng Ming, but usually because Feng Ming is withdrawn, the two children don't play together. After his mother passed away, Feng Liang is like this now." The people from Ma's family were right with Xia Lin, and he also pointed out the westernmost room in this row of wooden houses, "That's the room where Feng Ming committed suicide, and no one should have tidied it up now."

Xia Lin and Xia Qing looked at each other, and decided to go to the room where Feng Ming committed suicide first.

As soon as they walked to the door of the house, Xia Lin and Xia Qing paused in their footsteps.

Xia Rin immediately took out a mobile phone from her pocket——Xia Qing glanced at Xia Rin's hand, raised her eyebrows in surprise, and didn't speak——and took a few photos of the room from the door frame.

Seeing Xia Lin go in to investigate, Xia Qing simply folded her arms against the wall and talked to the person leading the way from Ma's family: "Did anything strange happen when Feng Ming died?"

"Strange thing?" The Ma family asked this person to lead Xia Lin and Xia Qing's way because he was born in Cassava Village. If you want to talk about the specific situation of Feng Ming's suicide, the person who worked in Ma's house is better than Ma Tian. Let a few people know even less.

Xia Qing also thought of this, and simply waved at him: "Go and bring that child here."

The man complied.

Feng Liang was quickly brought in front of Xia Qing, and when he saw the room where Xia Qing was leaning against, a trace of fear flickered in his eyes.

Xia Qing's smile deepened, and she bent down to look at Feng Liang: "Little brother, can you tell my sister, is there anything strange about your brother in this room two days ago?"

Feng Liang's face was pale and pale, and he hesitated for a long time without speaking.

Xia Qing's smile deepened: "This is about your and your father's life. If you don't tell me, soon you and your father will go to accompany your brother."