Master Ma flew into a rage after hearing this, striking the table, glaring and growling, "Give me the power of the family department to investigate this matter. I want to know who dares to kill my son." Ma Xiaohong got instructions and immediately arrived at Ma Xiaofeng’s home with several relatives of Ma’s family to learn more.

When they arrived at Ma Xiaofeng’s house, Lin Yang had already left here and quietly returned to Master Ma’s residence.
Lin Yang was naturally asked by Ma Xiaolin and Lin Wenzhi after he left for several hours. Fortunately, he thought of a set of rhetoric early and fooled it smoothly. However, Lin Wenzhi’s black Mercedes-Benz car could not be taken out from Yushan because it was damaged. Finally, Lin Wenzhi still had his car stolen and reported it to the police.
The Ma family reunion dinner ended in discord because of this accident.
That night, while everyone at home was asleep, Lin Yang took out a set of tools such as incense burner, desk and evocation coffin from Yushan to summon spirits.
When he finished reciting the incantation, waving the evocation banner and waving paper money while calling for "Xiao Jun’s return in a hurry", the window was closed, and there was a sudden burst of biting evil wind in the bedroom, and a black fog kept rolling in front of Lin Yang and gradually formed a soul.
"Hey? How did this happen? "
After seeing this soul clearly, even if Lin Yang is well informed, he can’t help but exclaim.
Chapter 423 Demon method eats soul
The ghost who appeared in the bedroom looked miserable. His spirit was mutilated, his arms were missing and his legs were broken, as if he had been bitten.
"This is Xiao Jun soul? How did it become like this? " Lin Yang was amazed.
It is really difficult for him to link this black and blue ghost with Xiao Jun. Although Xiao Jun’s face grew old rapidly before she died, the ghost should not look like this after her death.
After becoming a soul, Lin Yang has seen many ghosts with ferocious faces and fine features … but he has never seen anything like Xiao Jun.
At that time, his heart was full of confusion and questions.
Lying at the foot of the bed, sleeping soundly, the beast was awakened by Lin Yang’s alarm. It sat up, rubbed its eyes with two fluffy paws and grumbled, "What are you howling about in the middle of the night?" Even if you are too energetic to sleep, you have to think about it for me, right? I want to get enough sleep, or I’ll get dark circles, which will rob the cute giant panda business. Hey, I said, are you deliberately targeting me today? Going out without me during the day and fooling around at night won’t let me sleep … "
This guy has a three-lipped mouth. Once he opens his mouth, he talks like a machine gun. He keeps popping out. If he doesn’t interrupt it forcibly, he will probably say it all day without pause.
When Lin Yang got along with each other these days, he stopped saying, "Shut up or my horse will call Heimi out of Yushan and slap you."
As soon as the beast was honest, he hurriedly shut up.
It’s fearless, even Lin Yang dares to ridicule and contradict, but it’s just that it’s afraid of the black rice in the jade cicada. For it, the black rice is the natural enemy and the nemesis.
Lin Yang’s head was calmed down when he didn’t talk endlessly. He suddenly remembered that the old animal was a well-informed monster who had lived for more than 2,000 years besides cheating on food and drinking. Perhaps Xiao Jun’s ghost was incomplete and could be explained here.
Lin Yang turned around and walked to the bed, grabbed the false beast by its long ears and lifted it up. He raised his hand and pointed to Xiao Jun, who was beyond recognition, and said, "Look at this ghost. Do you know what it will look like?" Incorrect beast stared at the incomplete ghost of Lingti in the bedroom, saw a flash of light in lux eyes and then nodded his head.
"You know?" Lin Yang was overjoyed and urged, "Tell me what happened."
Incorrect beast bobbing his head with two fluffy paws in front of him, but he just didn’t talk. Lin Yang looked puzzled and asked, "What are you doing?" Have you committed epilepsy? Can you talk? Who can understand these moves blindly? "
The wrong beast finally spoke, but the first sentence it said was not to explain what Xiao Jun’s ghost would become like this, but to vomit angrily. "Didn’t you just tell me to shut up?" When I listen to you and shut up, I naturally can’t make a gesture. Besides, I didn’t just make a gesture blindly, but I made a gesture in dumb. Do you know that Mandela in South Africa? I learned this sign language gesture from the sign language interpreter at his memorial service. "
Lin Yang said grumpily, "sign language translation for Mandela memorial service? Come on, it’s all over the news. That guy is an impostor. Okay, you learned sign language translation from him? No wonder it’s a mess that people can’t understand. "
Incorrect beast first one leng then flew into a rage "what? That man is a fake? It’s disgusting that Mom dared to lie to me. I spent so much time sitting in front of my head watching his videos to learn sign language translation. Hum, if I see this bastard, I must jump up and kick him a few feet to resolve my resentment and anger. "
Lin Yang saw that the topic had a tendency to be crooked, and quickly raised his hand and pointed at Xiao Jun and urged, "Come on, don’t talk nonsense and tell me what it will become like."
At Xiao Jun, the incorrect beast replied, "What else? The demon method cultivated by some special secret methods has eaten the soul. Speaking of it, it is saved when it is lucky. Although the soul is seriously damaged, it has not been completely swallowed up by the demon method, otherwise it will completely disappear from this world, and there is no possibility of reincarnation. "
"Demon?"
Lin Yangwen one leng suddenly remembered the lines of crimson centipedes that emerged from Xiao Jun’s body when he died. Are these centipedes the so-called demon method?
"Yes, those big crimson centipedes are demon methods … nine times out of ten, according to your description, they are the demon methods that are popular in Thailand." After listening to Lin Yang’s story, the beast gave a positive answer.
"oh? So the demon who released the necromancer centipede is a Thai wizard? This is strange. How can my third uncle provoke a Thai wizard when he has stayed in Kokuen all the year round and has never been to Thailand? " Lin Yang said with a frown
"I didn’t say that the demon wizard is Thai. I mean that the ecstasy centipede is popular in Thailand, so this demon wizard may be Thai or Vietnamese, Lao and Cambodian … Of course, it can’t be ruled out that he is a China."
As soon as the words box hit the nagging problem, it made a foaming at the mouth. It gushed, "Actually, witchcraft in Southeast Asia is traced back to the Central Plains. You have studied history. You should know that in ancient times, China was the boss in Asia. The indigenous people in Southeast Asia admired the Central Plains culture and sent many people to study in the Central Plains."
Lin Yang nodded his head. He has seen many things in history about Southeast Asian countries sending students to study in the Central Plains. What do these scholars have to do with witchcraft prevailing in Southeast Asia?
Although he had doubts in his heart, he didn’t ask because he knew that the erroneous beast would definitely speak.
Sure enough, the beast soon talked about this matter. "Among these scholars, some have learned the Central Plains culture and some have worshipped some mysterious sects, but they are not the Chinese people. Those sects who accepted them as brothers only gave them some fur things and did not teach them the essence. However, there are also talented people in Southeast Asia. They are going to learn from the Maoshan Sect. The furry things learned from the schools of tantric Miao Village, Method Sect and so on have been forcibly merged together. After hundreds of years of development, the witchcraft in Southeast Asia today has been formed. Although they all learned fur from the Central Plains at the beginning, they have also gained great power after several people studied it. Especially, many witchcraft in Southeast Asia are biased, hateful, resentful and all kinds of poisons and corpse materials are cast, and their vicious and dangerous degree is higher than that of many evil factions in the Central Plains … "
After listening to the story of the evil beast, Lin Yang has a certain understanding of the witchcraft prevailing in Southeast Asia, but at the same time he is more and more confused about leaving the identity of the centipede wizard in Xiao Jun’s body
Struggle for a long time and there is no answer. Lin Yang finally knows how to raise my hand and clap his forehead. "Hi, I’m not Conan, a pupil in ten thousand. Will you find the answer? Why don’t you just ask Xiao Jun? " Then he rushed in front of his broken ghost and said, "Xiao Jun, you should remember me, right? Now say that sentence you didn’t finish when you were alive again. Who told you to harm Ma Xiaofeng? And who left a demon-killing centipede in your body? "
Xiao Jun’s face is dull and he has no mouth to answer the question, as if he didn’t hear Lin Yang.
"What’s the matter?" This situation really surprised Lin Yang.
The false beast is a normal look and explains, "You have seen that this ghost has already been bitten by the necrophilia centipede, and it is black and blue, which means that its three souls and seven souls have been damaged and become incomplete. In this case, it has lost its self-awareness and memory, just like those wandering souls who may disappear at any time. How can it answer your question?"
"This would be in trouble …" Lin Yang frowned.
He had intended to ask the murderer behind the scenes who tried to hurt Ma Xiaofeng from Xiao Jun’s dead mouth, but he didn’t expect Xiao Jun’s ghost to become like this … It seems that the murderer behind the scenes is really well prepared. "Since you can’t ask the intelligence from Xiao Jun’s ghost mouth, you can hope that Big Uncle can give some strength to find out the murderer behind the scenes as soon as possible." Nailinyang can also accept the reality.
After sighing, he chanted to help Xiao Jun’s ghost cross over.
At the same time, a black car without a hanging license plate slowly drove into a prestigious high-end club in Beijing.