The little sister died, she died in my arms, without leaving even a trace of her soul.
Just as she said, she was tired and had enough.
She gave me back everything she could, but I have no fucking idea what happened in my past life If it is true as the little girl said, I treated her knife wounds, looked at her body, and said that to her, and finally did not marry her, then I was really a scumbag in my previous life. .
We buried our little sister opposite the hill.
The Feng Shui there was relatively good, not particularly good, but not bad either.
After this ecstasy experience, the people in the village were somewhat weak, and some of them were weak or even seriously ill.
We went back to the village to help with the simple treatment.
When we left, it was already two days later.
Sister Zhang said that the problem has almost been solved.
As long as Liu Fei's problem is solved, I will be out of danger for the time being.
I noticed that what Sister Zhang said was temporary, that is to say, I will still be upset by this kind of thing in the future.
It was afternoon when we returned to the city, and we went straight to the small supermarket downstairs from my house.
Speaking of it, Lao Zhang was really lucky.
He actually escaped from such a dangerous situation last time.
The small supermarket was not open.
I asked the neighbors nearby and they said that Lao Zhang had gone out and the supermarket had been closed for more than a week.
Sister Zhang said it was okay, the monk could not escape the temple if he ran away, so what should I do?
If I am not mistaken, Liu Fei will appear again.
After a simple tidying up, my little hotel reopened and life had to go on.
Dachun and Sister Zhang also stayed at my house temporarily.
Anyway, the place is big enough for us to stay.
On the evening of the third day after I came back, I received another text message from Liu Fei.
She said that she would not let me go and would always be waiting for me in hell.
I was a little speechless.
I was not the one who killed her.
Why did she hold on to me and not let go.
Sister Zhang said that this is called hatred out of love, and there is a kind of person who can only see the shortcomings of others, but not her own.
Once something goes wrong, all the fault will be put on others.
In layman's terms, it is like a crow standing on a pig.
It can see the evil of others but not itself.
It will be easier to handle with the text message, which means that Liu Fei is going to take action.
As long as she takes action, we can follow the clues and solve her completely.
With Sister Zhang and Dachun here, I didn't panic.
I just did what I had to do and opened the store as normal.
At ten o'clock in the evening, Dachun and I bought some side dishes, drank some wine, and looked at the store just like the previous two days.
"Dachun, what's going on between you and Sister Zhang?"
I finally let go.
With Dachun and Sister Zhang here, if Liu Fei really came, she would be throwing herself into a trap, so she started gossiping.
Dachun rubbed her nose in embarrassment and said that Sister Zhang was actually not many years older than us.
She had been married three times, and each time her husband died on the night of the wedding.
The locals said she was a black widow, a broom star.
However, the old Taoist priest said that it was because those three people were not strong enough and could not bear the blessing.
Speaking of this, Dachun's face turned red, and I immediately understood that what the old Taoist meant was that others couldn't bear it, and Dachun's character was hard enough, so he was blessed to bear it.
While we were chatting, the door was pushed open, and a dark wind blew in.
Dachun and I were drunk, but we suddenly sobered up.
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A middle-aged man in his forties came in, exuding an earthy smell.
He walked directly to the bar and angrily asked for a room.
I looked at him carefully.
His face was a kind of blue-grey, there were wounds on his nostrils and corners of his mouth, and bloodshot eyes were still leaking out.
There was also an obvious collapse in his chest.
He was not a human being.
“The rooms are full” I refused directly.
I am still not sure whether he was sent by Liu Fei.
The middle-aged man said oh, turned around and walked out without stopping at all.
"I'll go out with you to take a look, you stay here to look after the store."
Dachun became more energetic, confessed and went out.
I nodded and immediately called Sister Zhang.
With Dachun's ability, I couldn't suffer any loss, at most I would have to put in some effort.
Five minutes later, Sister Zhang arrived.
She briefly asked about the situation and didn't worry too much, so she waited with me.
As a result, I waited and waited for an hour but Dachun didn't come back.
I called him but still couldn't get through.
Only then did I realize that something was wrong, but Sister Zhang wasn't too worried.
She said that Dachun had the body of a boy and his yang energy was so strong that ordinary ghosts couldn't enter his body.
But I'm still a little worried.
If I'm not afraid of 10,000, I'm just afraid of the worst.
With Dachun's reckless temperament, I might do something wrong.
After waiting for another half hour, there was still no letter.
This time, it wasn’t just me.
Sister Zhang couldn’t sit still.
No matter how heartless Dachun was, she still had to call to report that she was safe.
It was impossible not to give any letter at all.
Sister Zhang directly took out a piece of yellow paper, wrote Dachun's birth date, and put in a strand of Dachun's hair, then tied it with a red rope into a little human shape, and dropped a drop of blood on it. , hung on the chopsticks.
"Where is Chun'er?"
Sister Zhang silently recited a spell and started to ask questions directly to the villain with her chopsticks.
The little man turned around in a circle and finally stopped facing the south.
"Spring is in the South" Sister Zhang looked happy, there was news in Dachun.
Going out to drive, Sister Zhang kept asking the villain on the way, and the villain kept adjusting the direction, and the car drove straight to the south gate.
By the time I got here, I had already thought of a place, which was the Guanjia Tomb.
I estimated that it was the only area without mobile phone signal where I could still keep Dachun.
Sure enough, as I expected, the last place the villain pointed to was indeed the official tomb.
Sister Zhang and I got off the car at the foot of the mountain and walked up the mountain along the trail.
In fact, the Guanjia Tomb was not called this name before.
This area was originally called Daqingshan, which is two hills with an altitude of about 200 meters formed by an extinct volcano.
During the war years, too many people died.
The government at that time specially approved the burial of those who died in the war and had no owners.
It was regarded as a cemetery specially approved by the government, so this area was renamed Guanjia Cemetery.
After liberation, especially in recent years, the government planned to develop Daqingshan and clean out the tombs on the mountain.
However, every time the tombs were cleaned, something went wrong.
Either a worker broke his leg or someone fell off the mountain and died.
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After a few times, things were let go, and this area became a veritable evil place with such a reputation that no one dared to come.
I'm a little surprised.
Could it be that Dachun followed someone here?
Climbing up the trail up the mountain, you can see small bulging tombs everywhere along the way.
Most of the tombs do not have monuments, and even if they do, the writing on them is often blurred.
Sister Zhang's expression has become much more solemn since she went up the mountain.
From time to time she took out paper money from her pocket and sprinkled it around, muttering a spell that I couldn't understand.
When they were halfway up the mountain, the little man suddenly started spinning around.
Sister Zhang paused and stopped.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" I also stopped, and a slight whimpering sound came along with the breeze.
I looked at Sister Zhang, should we continue looking for Dachun, or should we go to the place where the cries were heard?
It is conceivable that there is no one in this official grave in the middle of the night, and the people crying here can only be ghosts. .
“Go and have a look” Sister Zhang did not hesitate and walked directly in the direction of the crying.
After wading through several tufts of low grass and a large stone blocking the road, I saw Dachun sitting on a stone tablet, gesticulating and talking about something unknown, but there was no one across from him.
The air speaks.
I was a little surprised.
Although Dachun was not very talented, he had lived with the old Taoist priest for at least ten years.
According to Sister Zhang, he was still a boy, full of yang energy, and ordinary ghosts could not enter his body.
What is he now?
What's going on?
Are you possessed by a ghost?
Just as I was about to open my mouth to shout, Sister Zhang stopped me.
Instead, she squatted down, took the little man off the chopsticks, and placed it on the ground.
The little man spun around in a circle on the ground, then slowly stood up and spun around again.
"go" Sister Zhang pointed in the direction of Dachun.
The villain turned around and ran directly towards Dachun with his short legs.
Dachun was still gesticulating in the air, talking about his excitement, and stood up.
Opposite him, the familiar whimpering sound sounded again.
I wanted to ask what was going on, but seeing Sister Zhang's solemn look, I held back.
The little man walked quickly in the grass, and soon came to Dachun's feet, climbing up Dachun's trouser legs.
Just as he climbed to the waist of Dachun's trousers, the villain suddenly burst into flames, orange-red flames jumping under the night sky, and a woman suddenly appeared opposite Dachun.
The woman's hair was very long.
She lowered her head and sobbed, and we couldn't see her face at all.
Dachun didn't seem to have reacted yet, he was still spitting and talking.
Under the orange firelight, you could see that his face was showing a sickly flush.
The little man climbed onto Dachun's arm with burning fire, but Dachun was still unaware of it, as if he hadn't seen it and was still talking there.
Even though I don't understand much, I still found something wrong.
With Dachun's ability, it is impossible for ordinary ghosts to confuse him.
What on earth is wrong with him?
Opposite him, the woman still had her head hanging down, her shoulders shaking from time to time, as if she was very sad.
Dachun stretched out his hand from time to time, as if he wanted to pat the woman's shoulder to comfort her, but every time he reached halfway, he took it back.
I don't know if it was because of embarrassment or for other reasons.
"Hmph, you are pretending to be a ghost.
Who set this up?
Stand up for yourself.
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Widow Zhang can't get the sand out of her eyes."
Sister Zhang suddenly broke out at this time.
From the meaning of her words, this was not Charming at all, but a trap set up by someone
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