Zhuang Xiaoya looked at the wound on Yan Ning's arm and couldn't speak for a moment.

"You may not understand why I did this, but I think you should believe this scar," Yan Ning sighed, put down his clothes, and felt that the words were heavy just now, feeling guilty, so he said, "Don't stare at me, I know I'm very handsome."

Zhuang Xiaoya reacted and pushed Yan Ning: "Shameless!"

"Hehe, men are not bad, women do not love them!" Yan Ning continued to say shamelessly.

After hearing this, Zhuang Xiaoya remembered what Yan Ning confessed to her just now. Her little face turned a little redder and she snorted, ignoring Yan Ning.

"Yan Ning, come and see the firing squad!" Teng Yi suddenly shouted.

Yan Ning remembered Xing Zheng's situation and hurriedly walked back to see that Xing Zheng's face was lingering with black air at this time, his face was extremely bad, and he was still unconscious.

"What's wrong with him?" Teng Yi asked.

"It's nothing, the yin energy enters the body, it's not a problem." Yan Ning took out a golden needle and stabbed it in Xing Zheng's eyebrows. A stream of black air suddenly floated out along the golden needle.

Seeing this, Teng Yi couldn't help but ask curiously: "Where did you take out these golden needles? Every time I see you bare hands, a bunch of golden needles will fly out in the blink of an eye!"

When asked this question, Yan Ning was a little difficult to explain: "These golden needles are the magic weapons of our Wumen. In normal state, they are as short as hair and are hidden in my clothes. Only when I recite spells and use magic power to drive them will they become golden needles."

Yan Ning was speechless, and Teng Yi chose to believe it. At this time, Xing Zheng suddenly sat up and gasped heavily: "Where is the female ghost?"

Yan Ning said, "I destroyed it."

Xing Zheng calmed down before he calmed down: "Thanks to you."

Yan Ning smiled and said, "I think you should change your clothes first."

Xing Zheng looked down and saw that he was still wearing the red dress. He hurriedly walked aside and took off the red dress. He asked again: "How to deal with this skirt?"

"Although the female ghost is gone, the red skirt is still very evil. Living people must be sick in their clothes, so it is better to burn it with fire."

Yan Ning said, took the red skirt over, asked Tengyi for a lighter, and burned the red skirt to ashes with a fire.

After doing all this, Yan Ning stretched: "It's finally over. What are we going to do now?"

Yan Ning has to prepare to set out to the countryside to find Wumen Ghost Skills tomorrow, so he really wants to go back and rest early now.

"The matter is not over yet. I want to check the merchant selling my clothes," Xing Zheng said. "Why does a dead person's clothes appear there? Did anyone else buy clothes with ghosts? I have to find out these."

Xing Zheng was thinking about others in his heart, which moved Yan Ning a little, so he said, "Let's go, I'll go with you to have a look."

Xing Zheng's body was still a little weak. Teng Yi supported him, and the four of them walked towards the third floor and stopped directly at the door of a famous brand-name clothing store on the third floor.

Yan Ning stepped forward and pushed it, and found that the store door was closed. Through the window, you could see many beautiful clothes hanging inside: "The door is locked, what should we do? Smash it open?"

Teng Yi helped Xing Zheng aside and stepped forward and said, "Don't smash it, let me do it."

Teng Yi took out an iron wire from his pocket, inserted it into the keyhole and stirred it. In less than thirty seconds, he opened the door lock and easily pushed the door in.

Yan Ning couldn't help but smacked his tongue when he saw it: "If you were a thief, you would have been a millionaire!"

"I won't do that kind of thief." Teng Yi said seriously.

Yan Ning laughed at himself: "Then what are you doing now?"

"This is a case handling, the nature is different." Teng Yi said, cutting off the wires in the store.

Yan Ning walked into the store and frowned: "The yin energy in this store is so heavy!"

This shopping mall has good Feng Shui and also has the effect of gathering wealth, but this store is so cold, not because of Feng Shui, but because the store sells all the clothes worn by dead people!

Miao Dabao covered his nose and walked outside: "It's so smelly!"

While speaking, a few little ghosts smelled the smell of a stranger and slowly floated out of the model's clothes. Seeing this, Yan Ning quickly recited a few rebirth mantras and sent the fragile little ghosts away.

Zhuang Xiaoya said in surprise: "Is it all dead clothes here?"

Yan Ning shook his head: "There are also old clothes that are renovated."

Xing Zheng frowned and said, "It seems that we have found a big case."

Tengyi walked to the front desk, knocked on the drawer, and saw an account book inside, so he quickly gave it to Xing Zheng. Xing Zheng looked through it for a while and said with an ugly face:

"This case is also involved with the Fang family!"

Yan Ning was stunned: "Has the Fang family been destroyed? Why is it still related to them?"

"The Fang family was destroyed, but there are still people doing the Fang family's business, but this time it's a bit tricky," said Xing Zheng. "Most of the clothes in this store were taken off the dead people in overseas funeral homes. They packed the clothes and smuggled them into our country, then switched to various dealers, and finally sold them to the people in the form of new clothes."

The Fang family once became rich by doing smuggling business, and these clothes might have been handed over by Fang Fujia.

When Zhuang Xiaoya heard this, she was a little angry: "They are not as good as tomb robbers!"

"It's hard to say." Yan Ning shook his head. There were many tomb robbers who were trying to commit money. Although these smugglers made such a profit of ill-gotten gains, they were still a bit easier than tomb robbers.

After all, these people are not good things. Yan Ning said: "Since the investigation has been found, you will directly send someone to arrest them tomorrow. Wouldn't it be solved? Why are you frowning?"

"It's not that simple. This case involves the customs. It seems that these goods are not smuggled in, but are swaggering through the customs... It seems that they have installed people at the customs. This is somewhat related to the case I am investigating recently. They may be afraid that I will find it out, so they specially designed to ask me to buy that red dress and lead a female ghost to kill me."

Teng Yi hesitated: "Fire Squad, is the case you mentioned Zeng Fan?"

Xing Zheng nodded, put away the account book, and said to Yan Ning: "I will deal with this case. Yan Ning, thank you for your hard work today."

Yan Ning waved his hand: "The same thing, if you really want to thank me, you'll have the money!"

"You boy..." Xing Zheng smiled bitterly and thanked Yan Ning again. Then the few people walked out of the shop and left the mall.

Xing Zheng obtained the key evidence and hurriedly went back to investigate, while Yan Ning was preparing to go back to the tea shop with Zhuang Xiaoya.

At this time, Yan Ning received a text message on his mobile phone. He opened it and found that it was sent by Li Feifei.
Chapter completed!