My cousin leaned over again to listen to the sound in the bamboo. [, and then asked me to listen too. What I heard was still the same whining sound.

The cousin called two men from the host's family to listen. Their expressions changed for a moment.

I asked, "What did you hear?"

My cousin looked at me in confusion and said, "Can you think of it?"

"It's just a whine."

"Someone is crying, okay."

Uh... the whining turned out to be crying. Sorry, it's often the case that they hear me but not me, and they see me and don't pay much attention to it, so I didn't connect it for the moment. All I could think of was a sound similar to a conch or something.

Hearing what his cousin said, the man of the house looked panicked and said, "This voice seems to be my dad."

The cousin asked: "Your father is buried in your bamboo forest?" Didn't I just say that the graves of their ancestors are all occupied by grandpa? How could grandpa make such a mistake? Bamboo is a thing that attracts ghosts, just like willows.

locust tree

It's the same. Raising imps usually uses locust wood, but if it's not available, bamboo will do. Didn't Liaozhai say that a scholar went to Beijing to take the exam and was killed in a bamboo forest, and ended up becoming a permanent resident in the bamboo forest?

?

The eldest brother of the host family said: "No. Grandpa passed away like this ten years ago. He was buried on the ridge behind our hometown. Didn't we convert farmland into forest later? We planted bamboo behind the house.

Although it is not cultivated land, it can be pretended to be cultivated land and receive compensation from the state. The bamboo forest was planted right next to my father's grave. When we planted bamboo, it had been two or three years since my father collected money and moved to the grave. How come my father

Still...still..."

He didn't dare to talk anymore. It's been so many years. According to the calculation of five years to pick up gold, two or three years to pick up gold, he has been dead for at least seven years. Why is the ghost still wandering in this world after seven years?

The cousin hesitated for a moment and said, "This voice must be your father."

The two of them hesitated and nodded. The cousin said: "Then you two just sleep here tonight. If it's cold, put on extra quilts or something. If it's really your father, he's crying so sadly.

, maybe there is something that you can't let go of, so you refuse to leave. You sleep one night and stay with him for a while. Maybe he will entrust you with a dream to help him fulfill his wish."

He was probably his own father. So the two men agreed without any hesitation.

My cousin greeted me home, and I asked him why he didn't use chopsticks to ask the ghost. My cousin said: "It's me who stands up with chopsticks to ask the ghost. If I promise the ghost, I also promise. If I can't do it, I'll ask the ghost."

When are you here? It’s better to let his son see what I want from them. Just don’t come to me for bad things.”

It was less than nine o'clock when I got home. I took a shower, changed clothes, and played with the baby before I could start coding. My cousin wasn't playing games anymore, so he was sitting in the living room making phone calls. He contacted Lao Song and asked him to make arrangements.

Tomorrow's ritual ceremony. It's best to contact the paper-tying craftsman. He should be able to lead the way for the old man in the bamboo tomorrow.

Isn't it just to lead the way? It's not like I haven't done this business before. Isn't it just a stroke with a brush to solve the problem? Why is it so grand this time to lead the way? If you are really proficient in the business, you will give birth to more children.

Here comes some fancy stuff.

After all, Lao Song is the official Taoist priest of this city and a relative of the funeral parlor. Many people know Lao Song. A Taoist priest who specializes in funerals is not suitable to appear in a place where people build houses. So the next day Lao Song

He didn't come over, but asked his cousin to go to the back alley of the temple to get the paper he wanted.

My cousin drove out in my car early in the morning, and we went to the newly built house together at noon. Two brothers from the main family were already waiting there.

As soon as the cousin came up, he asked what he had dreamed about last night.

The eldest brother of the house said: "Lingzi, I really dreamed about my dad. He said that when he left, he didn't see his grandson's wife, who is my son's wife. My son, that incompetent guy, spends all day in the house

In an Internet cafe, he only has less than five or six hours to go home a day. Where can he find his granddaughter-in-law to look at?"

The cousin frowned and said: "That's easy. You dismantle all the bamboo frames and bury them next to the old man's grave, and then let him and his girlfriend burn some gifts for the old man. That... I'll give the gift

It's ready for you, and it's in my car. After the burning is over, the old man will see his granddaughter-in-law and receive her gift, and he will leave naturally."

"My son doesn't have a girlfriend yet."

I said to the side: "Then rent one. There are a lot of advertisements on the Internet for renting girlfriends. One hundred yuan a day."

The cousin also said: "That's right, please invite someone. Maybe your grandpa can do something to remind you."

When the two heard this, they responded quickly. Then the cousin said: "The gift for your grandpa is a villa, an Audi, a pet dog, a TV, air conditioner, computer, mobile phone and so on. It's two thousand eighty for you.

I'll give you some reimbursement. The profit will be calculated separately."

Although their faces changed a little, they still nodded quickly and agreed. Then my cousin moved the gifts in our car to their Chery car, then received the red envelope and said goodbye with a smile.

When we were getting on the bus, my cousin also said: "By the way, brother, next time you build a shelf, what is the roof beam or something like that, call me and I will show you the date and give you a 20% discount."

"

A few days later, when I took my baby to the vegetable market to buy fruits, I saw that the house had stopped construction. The bamboo frames had also been dismantled. I don’t know where they rented a granddaughter-in-law. I went with them.

The aunt asked about his grandson and died.

The grandson is just twenty years old this year. People who go to Internet cafes every day are usually this age. So ten years ago, when the grandpa died, the grandson was only ten years old. When he was only ten years old, his grandpa was still thinking about giving him

Got a wife.

This is too advanced. What if that grandpa wants to find an excuse to stay here for a few more years?

Chapter 85 Morgue

"What a bizarre and unsolved case. A little girl in kindergarten died of suffocation while taking a nap. The parents and the principal are refusing to give in."

The uncle selling newspapers on the street was riding a bicycle through the streets. I just came back from the amusement park when I heard this sound. I was still thinking to myself, this kindergarten is really worrying. In the future

Which kindergarten should my baby be sent to?

When I got home, I just parked the car when I saw Grandma Nadu holding dishes and standing chatting with someone at the entrance of the building. She simply forgot to go upstairs to prepare meals.

When I got out of the car, Grandma Du shouted: "Jin Zi, come here and talk about it."

I walked over with the baby in my arms and asked with a smile, "What do you want to say?"

"Isn't it about the suffocation of the child in the kindergarten yesterday? I heard that the autopsy has come out. It said that the child was not sick at all, but he just suffocated. Do you think he was manipulated? It's something like that."

I smiled and said, "He died suddenly. Sometimes the cause cannot be found."

"I still feel something is wrong. How could such a young child be sick? He died like this without any injuries or illness."

I really want to laugh. Didn’t the newspaper just report it today? Why did she know these inside stories? The autopsy is really best done within three days, so why did she know it so quickly? That’s not it.

She thought of it herself.

This kind of question is really not suitable to listen to while holding a baby. So I made an excuse and went home first.

As soon as I entered the house, I saw a different atmosphere in the house. On the sofa, Officer Zuo was yelling angrily. His cousin looked away and suppressed a smile. The director was smiling awkwardly on the side. There were two others who were missing.

The police that passed by were quite large.

Seeing me coming back, my cousin and Officer Zuo immediately changed their expressions, and they all looked serious. Seeing me coming back, the director quickly said: "Jin Zi is back too, just in time. We just arrived, and we are still here."

Nothing was said."

After I said hello, I handed the baby to the aunt, took over the work of making tea, and took the tea out.

After serving tea, he whispered to his cousin: "Did you do something wrong?"

"No! Absolutely not! I am a good person. The director knows it, right? Haha."

The old director immediately nodded and said yes. Didn't this make it clear that he didn't care about his cousin? Mr. Feng Shui cannot be offended. When I mentioned this to Officer Zuo later, Officer Zuo told me that what they were doing

The elder said, my cousin was like this when he was young

His achievements are already very rare. When he gets older, it might even be even more remarkable. Even a prison may not be able to hold him by then. Isn't there some kind of earth escape technique in Feng Shui? So try to be with Zero.

Make good friends with your son and don't let him do anything wrong.

I really want to say to the old director, you think too highly of Lingzi. How about a soil escape? Put him in jail. If he wants to escape, he will just dig some soil in the corner of the cell every night with a small eating spoon.

Yes, waiting for the day when a tunnel will be dug.

The old director introduced us to the two policemen we met for the first time. They were both in their thirties, not as old as the old director, nor as immature as Officer Zuo. They looked capable and steady, very formal.

Shake hands. Their identity is to be responsible for the investigation of the suffocation death of a child in the kindergarten.

When they said it, my first reaction was: "We didn't do it. We haven't learned how to use Taoism to punish people, let alone kill people. We are just that level, we are just charlatans on the streets."

."

I was obviously trying to excuse myself, but the two policemen looked at me as if I was the murderer.

The cousin turned his head and lowered his voice and said, "I told you to talk nonsense! As for the murder case, keep silent, okay?"

One of the policemen named Zhang asked: "Does that mean you can really use Taoist methods to kill people?"

When he asked this question, I immediately looked at my cousin. He might not be able to kill people, but he really could do things like extracting souls.
Chapter completed!