Chapter 938: Knowing Ghosts and Making Good Use of Them

Chapter 938: Knowing Ghosts and Making Good Use of Them

Lu Zhaoling and Zhou Shiyue both speculated that the lady was the one who cast the last spell on Zhou Shiyue.

Because there are not many female evil practitioners whose whereabouts are vague.

The one described by Xie's mother was somewhat similar to the one Zhou Shiyue had seen as a child but had forgotten.

Moreover, those who harmed Zhou Shiyue, Xie Wuyun and the Xie family actually all had the same purpose, which was to hope that the Great Zhou would fall.

Their target is Da Zhou.

Lu Anfan led the way, and when they arrived at Suxinfang, the shop was closed.

Not only Suxinfang, but many shops in the city were closed. After all, in such horrible weather, how many people would come out?

As soon as the shop opened, it was so cold that even the owner and the waiters couldn't stand it.

"Big sister, the shop is closed, what should I do?"

Lu Anfan felt helpless.

Lu Zhaoling got off the carriage and walked to the gate of Suxinfang.

She looked at the lock on the door.

"If I smash someone's lock, that wouldn't be immoral, right?"

"what?"

Lu Anfan was startled, thinking that she was really going to break the lock and get in.

To be honest, he really doesn't think this is a good thing...

"Big sister, why don't I smash it myself? If someone really wants to catch someone, just catch me." Lu Anfan said with a little embarrassment.

Lu Zhaoling glanced at him and burst out laughing.

"How could I do such a thing?"

Lu Anfan breathed a sigh of relief and said that his elder sister would definitely not do such a thing.

"Then I'll go ask the owner of Suxinfang where he lives..."

Before he finished speaking, Lu Zhaoling turned him around so that his back was facing this way. Then she patted her bracelet.

"Grandma, come out and help."

As soon as he finished speaking, purple mist rose from the bracelet and Madam Sheng San floated out.

She gently gathered her hair and looked at Lu Zhaoling affectionately, "Master, is there anything I can help you with? Just tell me."

She got a handheld makeup mirror, which she cleaned, oiled, and polished. Now the mirror is beautiful.

The oily warmth of the wood and the texture of time make it look very textured, and the ferocious beasts in the camera all appear quite majestic.

Every time she looked in the mirror, with the ferocious beast as a backdrop, Madam Sheng San felt that the self in the mirror was so gentle and charming, so bright and elegant.

She is truly a great beauty.

No wonder she was able to charm Duan Lang so much that he put his whole heart on her.

So Madam Sheng San was in a very good mood.

"Go in and see if there are any portraits of the god of plague in this shop. Or if there is anything else wrong." Lu Zhaoling said.

"Okay, I'll go right away."

Madam Sheng San was very easy to talk to. She turned around and walked through the door.

"Big sister, who are you talking to?"

Lu Anfan's voice was a little hoarse.

They only brought Qingyin and Qingbao, and some old lady?

But he controlled himself and didn't turn around to look.

"It's okay, just wait."

"......it is good."

Lu Anfan stood with his back to the shop, feeling a little cold.

Soon, Madam Sheng San came out.

"How about it?"

"There's nothing wrong with the painting, and there's nothing wrong with it." Madam Sheng San hesitated for a moment, "But..."

"But what?"

"There's an odor in this shop that I really don't like."

"What smell?"

"You can't smell it from outside. How about you get close to the door and I'll fan you from inside. You'll definitely be able to smell it with your nose."

Madam Sheng San said this as she walked through the door again, then pulled the door inwards a little to make the gap a little bigger.

"Master, come closer! Come here!" She "greeted" Lu Zhaoling warmly behind the door.

Lu Zhaoling always felt that she was a bit like the old brothel owner at this moment, waving her handkerchief: Uncle, please come in and play!

Besides, what does "with her nose" mean?

It's like saying she has a dog's nose.'

But she had no evidence.

"Master, come over here quickly."

Lu Zhaoling touched his nose and moved closer.

Madam Sheng San was fanning herself from behind.

"Master, please smell it carefully. Can you smell it?"

What a chilly wind!

Lu Zhaoling sniffed it and stepped back.

"Stop, stop, stop. I smell it."

The tip of her nose was freezing.

Has Madam Sheng San not yet learned how to fan warm air?

Madam Sheng San came out again, "How is it, this smell..."

Lu Zhaoling looked at her.

"This is the smell of a box of fabric in the small building where you burned to death."

"Why, you can't smell it?"

Madam Sheng San was stunned.

Then it dawned on her.

"Really? If you hadn't told me, I wouldn't have thought of it for a moment."

"That box of fabrics was all top quality. It's been so long that I have forgotten whether it was sent to me by Duan Lang or by the Sheng family..."

Lu Zhaoling interrupted her, "You mean, the Sheng family sent you fabric at that time?"

"Yes." Madam Sheng San smiled bitterly and said, "Occasionally, they say that although I have fallen into prostitution and ruined the reputation of the Sheng family, it is not my wish. Since I have reached such a place, I should not be outdone by other girls. I should make more beautiful clothes."

"So the fabrics they occasionally send me are quite good, gorgeous and precious."

Madam Sheng San suddenly remembered, "Oh, by the way, the Sheng family has a cloth shop in Jiangnan!"

"I see. These should be from their cloth shop. They are top-quality silks that have been scented with a unique fragrance right out of the cloth shop."

"That cloth shop is very small, and the cloth produced is small. They make fine and expensive cloth, and only sell it to a very small number of people."

"Then go in and see if there is any silk like that."

Madam Sheng San then went in again.

Lu Anfan only heard the sound and didn't even hear the footsteps or anything. He felt a little creepy.

But because his elder sister had given the order, he really didn't dare to look back.

Madam Sheng San stayed inside for a little longer this time.

"There is a small room inside with two boxes of cloth. Also, this shop has some sachets and handkerchiefs made of the same kind of cloth. They all have this smell."

"Go check who owns this shop."

"Me?" Madam Sheng San pointed at herself.

Now isn't she only allowed to fight ghosts and evil cultivators at night? Is she also sent to check people in broad daylight?

"That's you. Go ahead."

When she goes to Nanshao, if Duan Lang is not dead, wouldn’t she be investigating the person?

Madam Sheng San then remembered that she was already a great ghost cultivator. It was daytime, without the scorching sun and in snowy weather, so what could she not do?

She straightened her back immediately.

"No problem, leave it to me. I can find out everything about his ancestors." If it doesn't work, she will go ask ghosts for help.

Madam Sheng San disappeared in a flash.

Lu Zhaoling turned around and said, "Let's go and pick up the prince."

Lu Anfan followed her for a few steps before quietly turning his head to take a look.