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Su Nanzhi turned around, pointed to the Eight Immortals Platform in front of where the body was painted, and said, "Has this table been moved?"
"No."
Hearing this, Su Nanzhi looked at the other police officers around her. Feng Rui understood what she meant and waved people outside.
"It's a sacrifice." Su Nanzhi said.
"Sacrifice?" These two words suddenly touched upon Team Feng's knowledge blind spot.
He understood the literal meaning of these two words, but he looked at the clean table and expressed his confusion.
Su Nanzhi pointed to the Eight Immortals Platform and said: "This place once had dog blood. There are signs of red ink, which are the runes of the sacrifice."
Feng Rui looked at the clean tabletop, but he didn't understand where the sacrificial runes in Su Nanzhi's mouth came from.
Su Nanzhi paused for a moment, then said to Feng Rui: "Your yin and yang eyes have not expired yet. Come over and look at them carefully for a while. If you stare at them intently, you will understand what I am talking about."
Feng Rui and Qin Luoshu stepped forward at the same time, and even Jiang Beiyu took a few steps forward as if joining in the fun.
In front of them, a layer of very light blood-colored rune seals gradually appeared on the black wood Eight Immortals Platform. Its complexity was puzzling.
They saw the scene of blood-red runes, a pot of dog blood, and three sticks of incense reappearing.
But the reappearance of that scene was also very short-lived. Feng Rui and Qin Luoshu only watched it for about ten seconds before disappearing.
Only Jiang Beiyu, more than ten seconds later, that scene still appeared in his eyes.
"You mean, Li Chaoqian set up a sacrificial array at home?"
Su Nanzhi nodded, and then added: "But whether the deceased knew that this was a sacrificial array, I don't know."
"What's the meaning?"
"There are more than one sacrifice formations. Some, such as the traditional pig and sheep sacrifices, and the river god sacrifices, do not necessarily require the sacrifices to be made willingly, but some require the sacrificers themselves to give themselves willingly. .¡±
"This formation is so simple that even an ordinary person can set it up," Su Nanzhi said while looking at the table, "And do you know what is being sacrificed?"
"What is it?"
Su Nanzhi: "Soul."
"Souls?" Feng Rui frowned, "You said before that the souls of these two people can no longer be found. Is that what you mean?"
Su Nanzhi nodded, then lowered his eyes and looked at the furnishings in the room: "Someone should have said something to them, something like what kind of ghosts and gods they can invite or what they can get."
Feng Rui: "You mean this was specially instigated by someone?"
"I don't know," Su Nanzhi replied, "But this is a formation that sacrifices the soul. To whom is the soul sacrificed? Isn't this a question?"
"Moreover," Su Nanzhi added hesitantly, "If I remember correctly, this formation requires a total of seven sacrifices. If you have found two people so far, you are sure that only two people will be sacrificed. ?"
Feng Rui: "Seven people?"
In other words, this serial murder case is still happening, maybe today or tomorrow.
What is certain at present is that the deceased all set up this formation with clear self-awareness, but it is still unknown whether they were willing to sacrifice or were deceived.
"Seal the team," someone crossed the cordon and came in. "According to Li Chaoqian's wife, he started living alone in this villa about two months ago." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com