Father Mark said and glanced at Shiry Yang.
Shiry Yang seemed to realize that the next topic would be very scary.
He held his breath and listened quietly to every word the priest said.
My reaction was a little slow, and then I remembered that the old friend the priest mentioned was not the newly deceased mayor, but the Partridge Whistle who had passed away many years ago.
When I thought about the Taoist monk who had passed away before the Chinese New Year, I also became nervous.
The two of them stared directly at the priest.
He grasped the cross again and told us what he discovered that day: "I was quite depressed at the time.
As you know, something like this happened.
There has not been such a murder in our town for many years.
We are usually close to each other.
The matter about Lao Nader never came to a conclusion, and everyone was in a state of tension.
I stayed in front of Lao Yang's grave for a while, telling him about my troubles, and even fantasizing about what it would be like if he were still alive.
How good, this energetic oriental man always has his own way.
Thinking of you not returning for a long time, and thinking of Professor Yang's experience, I can't help but feel sad, thinking about cleaning Lao Yang's tombstone.
At this moment, I.
Suddenly I realized something was wrong: the tombstone had been moved and the soil on the ground had been plowed.
Oh my God, I almost fainted at that moment. " The priest was breathing rapidly, so I poured a glass of water for the old man.
There seemed to be a thunder in my heart, but it was obviously inappropriate to continue questioning at this time.
The old man was too emotional, and I couldn't tell him to go to Marx for tea as soon as he closed his eyes. .
"Speak slowly," Shiry Yang took a deep breath, "I've thought about the worst case scenario, it's okay."
"No, my child, this is worse than anything else."
The priest recalled painfully, "That must be God's will.
I took out the photos of the incident.
When Nader died, he was lying next to the path.
The man curled up into a ball, with only his arms raised straight above his head.
The direction he pointed before his death was Lao Yang's tombstone. " After hearing this, countless clues flashed across my mind, but I couldn't figure out what the problem was.
Shiry Yang shook his head painfully: "That's why you told me as soon as we met that my grandfather was not dead yet.
Your imagination is too rich."
"No, no, no.
This is the only explanation.
Mrs.
Margery's description and Old Nader's sudden death all started from his grave.
We did an inspection that afternoon and found that it was an empty coffin.
Old Yang His body was not buried on Uta soil.”
"Fuck, what you are doing is not authentic.
What the hell are you doing?
Have you obtained the consent of the person concerned?
The ancestral graves were dug casually."
I became angry, grabbed the water glass from the priest's hand, and slapped it hard on it. on the table.
"We had no choice," I was so anxious that I could only speak idioms.
"You don't understand the situation in the town at that time.
Everyone's eyes were on us.
There were even rumors that this was the devil's work."
"Then, you smashed the grave and dug the coffin.
In the end, you thought it was all because a man who had been dead for decades climbed out and murdered your mayor."
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"I thought you Chinese would believe this."
"Damn it, you said you were fat and you were breathless.
I thought you foreigners didn't believe this nonsense."
"Old Hu" Shiry Yang shouted at me, probably because he saw that I was getting angry and was afraid that I would quarrel with the old man.
It's a joke, just for what they did.
If it weren't for him saving us, I would have turned against them and hit them.
Shiry Yang argued rationally: "My father and I were both there when we were buried.
You personally presided over the funeral.
Most of the residents of the town were present.
You can't leave all the problems to us just because of an unfounded charge.
Take a step back.
Why didn’t anyone contact me after it took so long?
I never received any form of notification, not even a phone call.”
He reluctantly told us that the atmosphere in the town at that time was so terrifying that the church's threshold was almost broken.
If he hadn't gone out of his way to prove the Yang family's innocence, they might have destroyed the Yang family's old house long ago.
"You don't have a superior leadership department or anything, so you have to do these shameful little tricks yourself."
I was puzzled.
It was obviously all groundless conjecture, but it was made to look like reality.
But things have already happened, and it is useless to dwell on it any longer.
It is better to think carefully about how to catch the real culprit and solve the problem.
I asked the priest about the man with the white hair, and he was shocked to say that he had never seen a Chinese like him in the town.
Shiry Yang and I looked at each other and knew in our hearts that this matter was closely related to the person who appeared at Yang's house.
Shiry Yang moved his position, pointed at his wound and said: "After we separated, I pushed him to walk towards the road.
I met people blocking me halfway, and he took advantage of the chaos and ran away.
There were problems with the timing and location of this person's appearance. , we must find him out.”
After asking the man about his appearance in detail, the priest left.
He repeatedly told us not to leave casually, and that we would wait until he had investigated everything thoroughly.
After he left, I said to Shiry Yang: "He won't be able to find out the clues for a while, and he has to rely on himself."
Shiry Yang coughed weakly: "What are you planning on doing?
This is not Chinatown, and there are no other towns nearby.
We can't cause trouble to the priest."
Her attitude was very tolerant, and she never mentioned the matter of Partridge Whistle being dug up and robbed.
I said, "There's no point in being anxious.
Get a good sleep and don't think about it if you're injured.
The boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge."
She opened her backpack, took out the book she found in the attic, put it in her hand and gestured repeatedly Look through.
I knew nothing about Grammar, so I had no choice but to ask for advice on the contents of the handwritten book.
"They are generally descriptions of folk customs and have high archaeological value.
I just don't understand why my father has never discovered it.
Moreover, there is not a word in the blue book, and it doesn't seem like there is any secret hidden in the few thin pages."
I snatched the book from her hand and ordered: "A sick person should act like a sick person.
Leave the book here with me first.
You can talk about it after you have had enough sleep."
Shiry Yang protested to no avail, and finally fell into a drowsy sleep.
It seemed that he was really exhausted from the journey.
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I held the red book and looked at it under the light for a few times.
I really didn't make any progress, so I dozed off unknowingly.
I slept so deeply that I didn't even dream.
When she woke up, Shiry Yang was lying on the small table writing furiously, not knowing what she was writing.
There was a roll of blood-stained bandages on the ground.
It looked like she had changed the medicine once.
I slapped my head and blamed myself for being careless.
I agreed to stand guard for her, but instead I slept like a pig.
Shiry Yang was so focused that he didn't notice my presence at all.
I came to the table and curiously looked at what she wrote, and found that it was a Feng Shui diagram that I had never seen before.
"I've never seen this game before.
It's rare.
Where did you see it?"
"You're awake?"
Shiry Yang smiled and put down the pencil in his hand, "I pulled some pictures from the book, and some of them looked very familiar.
When I took a look, they turned out to be a bird's-eye view of the vicinity of Jingjue City."
I picked up the unfinished map and looked at it.
As she said, it looked very familiar.
Especially the layout of the ring-shaped snake pattern.
Just one look at it immediately reminded me of Gramma's snake cave.
I rubbed the hair on my arms, the horrific memories of my desert trip rushing back to my mind.
"I always feel that this matter is not over yet."
Shiry Yang looked at me worriedly, "I can't tell the specific situation, but I feel uncomfortable all over."
I confiscated the book decisively, and then dragged Shirey Yang out of the secret room, "If you keep thinking like this, you will turn into a fool sooner or later.
I think the greenery nearby is good, let's go out and breathe fresh air."
After leaving the secret room, I realized that it was dark outside.
I glanced at the clock on the wall.
It was already past nine o'clock in the evening.
I casually took a windbreaker from the priest's hanger and put it on Shiry Yang, then put on my hat, and the two of them walked around the chapel and into the cemetery behind the church.
There was silence around the cemetery.
Except for the street lamps standing on both sides of the stone path, there was not even a ghost nearby.
Although Shiry Yang said he shouldn't cause trouble to the priest, he didn't hesitate at all and ran faster than a rabbit into the depths of the cemetery.
I said: "We thought of going together again.
Without investigation, we have no right to speak.
Seeing is believing."
Shiry Yang wanted to quibble, saying that she was just dropping by to take a look.
I said, "We came back just to visit the grave.
What's the explanation?"
She sighed, stopped talking, and just walked with her head down.
I really can't understand her more and more recently.
Partridge Whistle's tomb stands at the end of the cemetery.
In the night, the marble tombstone reflected a cold and frightening luster.
I don’t know if it’s a psychological effect, but I always feel like something is staring at us in the night.
After many years of separation, what we saw when we met again was an empty tomb, which no one could accept.
ShiryYang Jing stood for a moment, forced herself to calm down and said, "Come over and see if the shape of this gap is a bit special
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