"You're not going to throw it away for me, are you?"
Zhang Yicheng kept gesturing at the size of the motherboard box, and his eyes were filled with blood.
"I haven't thrown anything away from you," Li Erya said, "all your things have been put in the vegetable cellar for you."
"Holy shit!"
Before Li Erya could finish speaking, Zhang Yicheng had already put on his shoes and went straight to the vegetable cellar.
Sure enough, in an old rice vat in the vegetable cellar, Zhang Yicheng found the motherboard box and other packaging boxes.
When he opened it, he saw not only a dragon but also a motherboard box.
The scale dagger is there, and all the game discs he likes are in good condition.
"These are all high-tech, but they are put here."
About forty minutes later, there was an engine sound at the door.
As the engine sound died down, Zhang Guoyi directly opened the door and entered the hospital, "I said Yicheng, what did you think of again?"
"Old man, after a whole morning of scientific research, I discovered that the thing seems to be the soul of a child."
Zhang Yicheng said, "We have to go to the cemetery and find the root cause."
"You care about children and adults, isn't it all over with one cut?"
Zhang Guoyi curled his lips and said, "At the beginning, the two things on Mengmeng's body, the hanged ghost, and the 1,600-year-old snake spirit, weren't they all cleaned up directly on the spot?"
"I'm telling you, old man, this matter is not as simple as you think," Zhang Yicheng said.
"To treat a disease, you have to treat it at the root.
It doesn't matter whether it's a ghost or a monster.
Do you think you can accept it just by saying it?
Maybe you can just burn two sticks of incense and put out some tributes."
If you insist on letting me take over the matter, don’t forget that it’s not for our bodies, it’s for Ou Yingying and her mother’s body.
It was so big that it ended up like my grandpa's.
How come there were so many people sweeping the grave?
He didn't look for anyone else but the Ou family.
There must be a reason.
It was probably because he didn't do something quickly during his lifetime that he died in peace.
This matter was definitely It has something to do with the Ou family.
As long as he finds the reason and helps that thing fulfill his last wish, he will leave on his own without using any methods."
"Hey, okay, I'll listen to you."
Zhang Guoyi didn't know what to do.
Who knew he didn't understand?
Qingshui Pavilion Cemetery is a high-end cemetery in the outer suburbs.
It not only has a large-scale artificial rockery and artificial lake, but also a Buddhist hall dedicated to offering memorial tablets.
There are full-time monks on duty to chant sutras.
At a glance, among the tombstones in the cemetery The space is quite ample, and the size of the coffin is enough for direct burial.
After entering the cemetery, Zhang Yicheng seemed a little dumbfounded.
He could not see the huge cemetery at a glance.
According to visual inspection, there are probably thousands of tombstones.
Although most of the tombstones have portraits of the deceased, which can be used to judge the age, it would take a while to find them one by one.
Fortunately, Zhang Guoyi is relatively sociable, and at the cost of a cigarette Then this piece of news came out from the mouth of a good Li's tomb administrator: Mr.
Qingshui Pavilion The tomb is one of the city's most high-end cemeteries, and the people buried there are generally well-connected people.
Only one child has been buried since it opened, and that was just two or three months ago.
It was still in Area A, which has the highest price.
Even the cemetery has tombstones.
Tens of thousands, which is almost enough to buy a house in the city, was even discussed by some cemetery employees.
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"A-a, it's the fucking Premier League."
Following the administrator's instructions, Zhang Yicheng quickly found the child's tombstone from the so-called A-a area.
The dark marble was inlaid with an oval outline. black and white photo, photo The child looked to be only twelve or thirteen years old at most.
Under the photo, there were clearly engraved words "Tomb of beloved son Zhu Huanyu, mother: Zhu Yufenli".
Below that was the date of burial.
The father's name was not written on the tombstone. , seems to be a single-parent family.
"Alas" looking at the tombstone, Zhang Guoyi squatted down and sighed, "It seems that he is still a divorced person.
How do you live your life after the child dies?"
"It should be this one."
Zhang Yicheng stared at the photo on the tombstone carefully, and saw that the child had a dull expression and big eyes.
If this expression was not mentally retarded, it was hiding deep resentment.
"This child died unwillingly. , there must be something unresolved.”
"How can such a small child have such a hard time letting go?"
Zhang Guoyi frowned, "Oh no, I forgot to buy some fruit from outside to bring in before I came here.
I just went to their reception and took a look.
Damn it.
Broken apples and a broken plastic plate cost more than 30 yuan.
You might have to recycle them after the grave sweeper leaves.
It’s so damn dark.”
"Offering fruit."
Zhang Yicheng frowned, "Why buy offering fruit?"
"Isn't this what you said?
Can you just burn a few sticks of incense and put out some tributes?"
Zhang Guoyi looked surprised.
"I'm still not sure if it's this kid, but even if it is, I didn't say that it can be done by just presenting the fruit of the offering."
Zhang Yicheng was very calm, "I have to try to recruit this kid's soul first to see if it's him.
"I saw Zhang Yicheng starting to take things out of his bag, and in a short time, the open space in front of the tombstone was arranged in a mess.
After a busy period of work, Zhang Yicheng frowned and began to look at the tombstones one by one.
"What are you looking at?
It's not this kid."
Zhang Guoyi was stunned.
"No, that kid's soul can't be summoned."
Zhang Yicheng said, "I have to find someone else to try to summon the soul to see if there is something wrong with my operation."
"What does it mean if you can't recruit?"
Zhang Guoyi also began to look at the tombstones aimlessly.
"It means it's him."
Zhang Yicheng turned around and returned to Zhu Huanyu's tombstone at this time.
He opened his stance and started to attack again.
After a while, the grass leaves around the tombstone began to swing inexplicably.
Zhang Guoyi, who was standing next to him, suddenly felt a chill.
The cold wind blows on my face, all over my body Everyone couldn't help but shuddered, "Here it comes."
Zhang Yicheng hurriedly stopped his movements and extinguished the incense as quickly as possible, "My operating procedures are correct, but I can't recruit Zhu Huanyu's soul.
Look, The thing on Ou Yingying's body is this Zhu Huanyu."
"Ah, then what should you do if you cause this now?"
Zhang Guoyi swallowed hard.
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To be honest, although this kind of thing has long been commonplace, the sinister wind just now still made him feel frightened, especially in the cemetery.
The thought of planting a place makes one’s head tingle.
"You can go buy some thirty yuan worth of fruit later."
Zhang Yicheng chuckled and pointed at a tombstone not far away diagonally across the street.
"It's unreasonable for me to go all the way and not pay for the hard work. ” "This Zhu Huanyu must have an unusual relationship with that Ou Yingying or his old Ou family.
His soul may be in his family now, and he has a strong attachment to his family.
He can't even recruit her back."
In the car, Zhang Yicheng Started to talk about his thoughts, "Old man, you said this child "Could it be Uncle Ou's illegitimate child?"
Shengsheng Yicheng continued to guess, "Look, there is no name on the tombstone of the child's father.
Ask him if he has a mistress outside.
If so."
Don't be embarrassed to say it, in the worst case we can keep it a secret for him."
"Hey, you little bastard knows a lot," Zhang Guoyi almost got angry, "It's impossible for a second wife not to have a second wife."
"Don't be so sure, old man.
Call Uncle Ou right now and ask him and his family if they know Zhu Huanyu.
Ask Uncle Ou and Zhu Huanyu what their fucking names are, right?
Zhu Yu Fen, ask Uncle Ou if he has any improper relationship with this person.
If not, you can immediately check Zhu Huanyu's background."
Zhang Yicheng said seriously.
"Check the boss."
Zhang Guoyi frowned, "Where should I go to check?
I'm not from the Public Security Bureau."
"Aren't you from the Education Bureau?"
Zhang Yicheng asked, "Can't you find someone to check the list of junior high school students?"
"Oh, that's right."
Only then did Zhang Guoyi react.
He quickly took out his cell phone and made a call.
He quickly determined that Ou Jinyang and his wife and daughter did not know anyone named Zhu Huanyu, let alone the child's mother, Zhu Yufen. " I have to go back and find someone to check Zhu Huanyu's background.
In this way, you go to class tomorrow and wait for me to page you.
Don't let your teacher call your dad."
It seems that Zhang Guoyi still has lingering fears about the head teacher calling Zhang Guozhong's mobile phone to complain. of.
The next day, Zhang Yicheng did not tell Luo Zhen about exorcising ghosts for Ou Yingying.
Instead, he rented a novel to pass the time as usual.
As a result, he didn't even finish half of the novel when he received a page from Zhang Guoyi and skipped class again.
Out of the classroom.
During the phone call, Zhang Yicheng learned that Zhu Huanyu was a sports student at Hanjiang Road Middle School.
He had to suspend school due to illness when he was in the second grade of junior high school.
He seemed to have died after that.
He called Zhu Huanyu's school to confirm that it seemed to be leukemia. .
"Old man, you are coming to pick me up right now.
You have to go to his school to ask, and you have to go to his home."
"Okay, wait."
At this moment, Zhang Guoyi's intestines were filled with regret, and he thought that he had been so unlucky for eight lifetimes that he was so free that he couldn't care about such things.
Isn't this just because he was full?
Hanjiangdao Middle School is not very large, nor is it a key school.
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It only has a junior high school but no high school.
Zhang Guoyi and Zhang Yicheng found Zhu Huanyu's former class teacher, Teacher Yang, as officials of the Education Bureau and Zhu Huanyu's cousin.
According to Teacher Yang, Zhu Huanyu's studies are basically the worst in the whole grade, and his personality is also very strange.
Basically all the teachers who have taught him suspect that this child has an IQ problem.
The knowledge in junior high school is not difficult, with a score of 70 Even though he is considered a poor student, Zhu Huanyu cannot score 30 points in any subject.
His worst score has always been in algebra.
It didn't exceed 10 points.
The school also worked with the parents of their children every day, hoping that the parents would take their children to get a certificate of mental retardation, so that it would not affect the admission rate of the entire grade.
However, the mother of the child refused to agree because there were The policy of nine-year compulsory education is that children cannot repeat a grade, so they can only make do with it.
But then again, although Zhu Huanyu is not good at studying, he is not without merit.
Although he is only a second-year junior high school student, his physical fitness is comparable to that of a high school student.
His track and field performance has exceeded the level of a second-level athlete.
The main member of the track and field team also won a good ranking in the district sports meeting.
He had great hope of applying to a sports school.
It is indeed a pity to have this disease.
"Does Huanyu have any particularly good friends at school?"
Hearing this, Zhang Yicheng suddenly remembered the inexplicable words Ou Yingying said when she was rushed to her, "Why aren't you here yet?"
It seemed that she had some agreement with someone, and he also Children who have passed this age will already have the so-called puppy love mentality when they reach the age of junior high school.
If others don't tell them, at least they are like this.
Asking the teacher about this kind of thing will probably not yield any results.
"No."
Teacher Yang shook his head, "At least as far as I know, this child has always been a loner.
He doesn't like anyone and doesn't like to talk.
He goes home by himself after school and walks on the playground by himself after class.
He never I’ve never seen him get along well with anyone.”
"Then can you show me what he has written before?"
Zhang Yicheng still refused to give up, "for example, compositions or something."
"Why are you reading that composition?"
Teacher Yang frowned, "His composition basically has no content."
"It's okay, I just want to take a look."
Zhang Yicheng said, "Huanyu and I have a very good relationship, and I want to see his relics."
"Oh, okay."
Teacher Yang nodded sympathetically, stood up, walked to the cabinet and started rummaging around.
After a while, several language test papers were pulled out, and the three words "Zhu Huanyu" were crookedly written on them.
"If you want to find other people's essays, I really don't have any here, only Zhu Huanyu's papers.
I still have it."
Zhang Yicheng was also happy when he turned over the test paper.
He didn't know whether Zhu Huanyu was sincerely innocent or deliberately pranking him.
Only less than a quarter of the large essay space on the back of the paper was written.
No wonder the class teacher The teacher specially kept his test paper.
The composition was so well written. my mom My mother said, I don’t have a father, I was picked up.
Later, I heard from my classmates that my mother lied to me, and that people must have a father, because parents must get married before they can have children.
I asked my mother, why did you lie to me that other people have dads?
I must have a dad too.
You tell me where he is and I will go find him.
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She said my dad was dead, and I said definitely not, he must have dumped you, and then my mom started beating me with a stick.
I also wanted to find a stick, but the stick she held was the longest stick in my house.
When I saw that I couldn’t beat her, I ran away without any money.
I went back to ask for money, and she gave me five hundred.
Yuan, my mother is such a good mother "What kind of mother gives birth to such a son?"
Zhang Yicheng was embarrassed to laugh while looking at this extremely uninterested essay.
If what was written in this essay was true, then Zhu Huanyu's mother, Zhu Yufen, would definitely be better than his son.
More than two hundred and five hundred, but this person gave five hundred to a child who has just entered the second grade of junior high school.
This is a bit too generous: