"We can too!" Fatty and Huai Yi volunteered.

Zi Gui looked at the three with a dubious yet strange gaze, but in the end, she didn't say much.

She opened the cloth bag, and the others quickly flipped through the photos and notes inside. Jiang Cheng picked up a notebook, pointed to a string of numbers on it, and said, "Let's start with this one. This person provided clues to the police. According to the description, he's a neighbor of the victim's family."

Zi Gui took out her phone and dialed the number. The call was quickly answered by a middle-aged man with a hoarse and weary voice, as if he hadn't rested in a long time.

That strange feeling came over them again. Everyone understood that Zi Gui was using her ability once more.

This time, Jiang Cheng observed more carefully. While activating her ability, Zi Gui's face underwent a bizarre transformation.

As her lips moved, another unfamiliar, wrinkled woman's face overlaid her own.

Through the questioning, they learned that the middle-aged man was indeed a neighbor of the victim's family and had a good relationship with them. The two families often visited each other and were familiar with each other's situations.

According to the man, after Shang Zuo returned, his neighbor's family began to act strangely. There were often strange noises at night, as well as the sounds of things being knocked over and a woman crying.

Moreover, the neighbors rarely went out. When he visited, the couple would only speak through the door, saying perfunctorily that Shang Zuo was ill and it was not convenient.

He didn't pay much attention to it, but a few days later, he passed by his neighbor's house and smelled a pungent odor, like rotting meat. He called the neighbor couple, but neither of them answered.

The door was ajar, so he opened it and walked in, following the stench to the bedroom, where he discovered a horrifying scene.

The man's words basically corroborated Shang Mo's account.

It seemed that the Hungry Ghost was indeed after Shang Zuo. They even suspected that the real Shang Zuo was already dead, and the one who had returned was just a Hungry Ghost in disguise.

But this also raised an issue. If Shang Zuo had already died on the snow mountain, why would the Hungry Ghost travel so far to Shang Zuo's home, impersonate him, and wait so many days before finally choosing to kill his parents?

What was the Hungry Ghost's purpose?

Was it all just to vent anger?

Jiang Cheng didn't think so. It was more like "you can run, but you can't hide." Since they couldn't catch Shang Zuo, they decided to lie in wait at his home.

Thinking of this, a bold guess emerged in Jiang Cheng's mind.

At this time, Zi Gui had understood the general situation and didn't find any loopholes in it, so she prepared to hang up.

More importantly, her ability couldn't be maintained for too long.

However, Jiang Cheng stopped her, quickly taking out a pen and writing a line on the back of the notebook: Ask him if anything happened after Shang Mo returned.

Zi Gui frowned slightly, but still asked the question according to Jiang Cheng's request.

But in the next second, her face suddenly changed. The man replied in a puzzled tone that Shang Mo was indeed Shang Zuo's grandfather, but he had died a long time ago, more than ten years ago. He even attended the funeral.

"Shang Mo... is dead?" After the phone call ended, Fatty and Zi Gui had similar expressions, as if they had suddenly been electrocuted. "Then who is that person in the camp? Could it be a ghost?"

"Not a ghost," Jiang Cheng said slowly. "It's Shang Zuo."

"He's the real Shang Zuo!" Huai Yi also realized.

"How could that be? Shang Zuo is only in his 20s, how could he be so old?" Fatty asked.

Gu Yan "It's not clear yet, but it must be related to the Holy Maiden's tomb. I think Shang Zuo should be the only survivor in Shang Zuo's team. He took something from the Holy Maiden's hands," Jiang Cheng analyzed. "It's also because of this thing that he summoned the Hungry Ghost's pursuit."

"The Hungry Ghost couldn't find him, so it went all the way to his house. After realizing that Shang Zuo wouldn't be coming home, it became enraged and killed his parents."

After listening to Jiang Cheng's analysis, Zi Gui and Fatty both thought it made sense.

"That old thing..." Recalling Shang Mo's pitiful appearance, Huai Yi gritted his teeth in anger. He didn't expect him to be such a good actor. He was the one who caused all this.

"When we get back, don't stop me. I'm going to beat him up first!" Huai Yi said, clenching his fists. "Then I'll make him honestly explain everything he knows."

Fatty was also furious. "No wonder the Hungry Ghost attacked us so crazily. It turned out he was after Shang Mo... Bah, this Shang Zuo!"

"What exactly did he steal from the Holy Maiden's tomb?" Zi Gui pursed her lips. For some reason, she suddenly had a bad feeling.

"We'll find out," Jiang Cheng said. "Let's go back first."

But when they walked out from behind the snow slope, the scene in front of them couldn't help but stun them.

The original campsite was empty. Not to mention people, even the tents that had been set up had all disappeared.

"Where are the people?" Zi Gui asked in surprise.

Fatty couldn't help but rub his eyes. The scene in front of him made it difficult for him to distinguish between illusion and reality.

"Is it... another ghost wall?"

......

In the camp, everyone was busy reinforcing the tents while anxiously waiting.

"Where exactly did Teacher Zi Gui and the others go?" Han Juanjuan asked, braving the wind and snow and tightening the ropes.

The blizzard came again, and this time it was almost without warning. By the time the people in the camp reacted, the gale, carrying snowflakes the size of fingernails, had already begun to rage.

"She said she had something to discuss with Mr. Jiang and the others," Gongsun Zhiruo replied. "They should be near the camp, not far away."

"The blizzard came so suddenly, and the visibility is too poor. Will they get lost?" Lu Yu put down his backpack, his tone worried.

"The blizzard is bad enough, but what we really need to worry about is what's hidden inside the blizzard," Bai Xi said, looking into the hazy wind and snow with a cold tone.

"Zi Gui will be fine," Gongsun Zhiruo's voice was like a tonic. "She's very powerful. And you can also see that Mr. Jiang and the other three are very experienced people."

"By the way, where did Shang Mo go?" Lu Yu looked around, not seeing Shang Mo's shadow.

Han Juanjuan's disdainful voice rang out, "Him? As soon as he saw the blizzard, he immediately reinforced his tent, then tightened the tent door and never came out again."

With Zi Gui not here, Gongsun Zhiruo became the backbone of these people. He glanced back at Shang Mo's tent and reminded, "He's a key figure, very important to all of us. We need to ensure his safety as much as possible."

Before he could finish speaking, Han Juanjuan shouted, "Look, everyone!"

Following the direction of Han Juanjuan's finger, a figure vaguely appeared in the wind and snow, walking towards them.