My cousin still hasn’t mastered the practice of refining the little devil. [After all, this kind of thing cannot be learned by just one book.

One autumn rain, one cold, and several rains. We have entered late autumn here. In late autumn, there are only two kinds of weather in our small southern city, summer and winter. It is said to be November, and it is daytime

Just wear a long-sleeved shirt and add a jacket at night.

The cousin spent a few days buying new clothes with his cousin, and also went back to his hometown to see his second uncle, gave him new clothes, and talked to his second uncle about recent events.

When my cousin came back, he conveyed the words of his second uncle to me. The second uncle said that he still didn't believe that the man in the dark was Lao Zhong. From the beginning, the second uncle said that Lao Zhong had no good deeds and was just trying to make a fortune by deceiving others.

Let us be more careful in everything, and let me learn these things.

Since my cousin has been staying in the city for a long time, work is inevitable. Although he saved a little money some time ago, the older boy spends a lot of money.

Feng Shui masters rely on their reputation and word of mouth to introduce their business. I have never seen advertisements on the street such as "For Feng Shui masters to catch ghosts and exorcise evil spirits, please call 139xxxxxxxx". Such advertisements are definitely scammers.

If my cousin wants to have a business, he probably has to learn this trick. But he has another way, which is the business introduced by Uncle Li, and he works as a helper for the official Taoist priest Lao Song.

Although the money allocated is not much, the funeral parlor has business almost every day and can probably earn three to four thousand a month.

I took my baby home from the amusement park that day. As soon as I entered the house, I received a call from my cousin. My cousin said on the phone: "That's the master. I have a customer here who said he dreamed about his daughter's death."

If you are unjust, let me show you."

"What's wrong with you?" I said into the phone. What did he call me? Master?

"Oh, Goddess, haha, we have entered the community, we will be there soon."

After hanging up the phone, I was stunned for a long time, not understanding what he was talking about. When there was a knock on the door, I opened the door and understood immediately. Behind my cousin, there was a couple who looked very excited.

She looked like she was in her forties. The woman had obviously just cried, and her eyes were still red.

The cousin said: "This is the goddess I just mentioned, the goddess I know. She is very spiritual."

When did I become a goddess? It seems like they are here to ask questions. I don’t know anything. Isn’t it obvious that my cousin wants me to lie to others? But people are standing in front of the house, so I can’t close the door.

Pretend that they don't know each other. We welcome them in anyway, let them sit on the sofa, and tell the aunt to take the baby to play in the room and make them tea at the same time.

I can't lie to others. So I said sincerely: "I'm not a goddess."

The woman quickly said: "I know, I know, but he said you can really help us." She pointed to my cousin.

I smiled slightly and said: "Auntie, he lied to you. He is the one who really understands this. He is my cousin. I don't know what happened to you, but he is a real Feng Shui master. I can guarantee this."

I also know that as far as my cousin and I are concerned, we don’t look like Feng Shui masters. They probably followed my cousin here because they were suffering from illnesses.

In order to make them believe it, I took out my cousin's compass and peach wood sword from his room.

The cousin chuckled and explained: "I said this because I was afraid that you wouldn't believe me. You'd better not listen to what Lao Song said. Lao Song would just make some sacrifices and make some coffins.

He really can't help you with that matter."

The man looked at the two of us and looked a little angry. He probably felt that he was being tricked. He stood up and was about to leave, but his wife pulled him back uncooperatively.

I asked: "What's going on?"

The woman said: "My daughter is studying in the city high school. A week ago, she suddenly said that she fell down the hill behind their school and died. When we went there, people had already transferred to the funeral parlor. In the funeral parlor, we saw

When it comes to my daughter, she... her whole body is fine, but her head... her head is flat, broken, and in disarray." She cried and said, "The people at the funeral home didn't know how to put makeup on their daughter, so they had to pinch it.

She took her head, put all the flesh and blood inside, did a ritual, cremated it and buried it. Last night, it was her head. Her father and I both had the same dream. In the dream, our daughter said that she could not find it.

Her head cannot be reincarnated. Let us help find it. This...this..."

I was stunned after hearing this. This story looked so familiar. They couldn't have deceived me by reading ghost stories.

I asked my cousin, "Have you seen the body?"

"No, we only help with the funeral. The makeup artist put it on, and we went over to the funeral table. When I went there, she had already covered it with a white cloth, so I wouldn't lift it to look at it."

Didn’t you see it? It’s more like a ghost story. The headless ghost~~~ It’s a story told to children. Will there be flying-headed monsters in the future?

I confirmed my opinion and said: "I'm sorry, I have to take care of a baby, so I can't help you. Besides, neither my cousin nor I know how to do it. This compass is just left by grandpa. Please take it back."

The cousin was anxious and said quickly: "Sister, what are you doing? I know how to stand up chopsticks and ask ghosts. Ask her what happened to her daughter."

"What's going on?!" I said sternly, "Stop lying to others, you're just a little bit knowledgeable. Auntie, do you think he looks like a gentleman?"

Before I finished speaking, the man grabbed his wife, got up and left.

After they left, I straightened my face and lectured my cousin: "Can you have some brains? Do you believe such a thing? I have heard many ghost stories about this kind of thing. Once I heard it, I should know that they did it on purpose.

You are so stupid to deceive people. You brought it home? What if it was someone who robbed your home? What if it was someone who robbed your money and sex?"

After being scolded by me, and in front of outsiders, without allowing him to step down, he said angrily: "If it's a robbery, I'll sacrifice my asshole!" After saying that, he took the compass from here.

Taomu Jian entered the room and slammed the door.

Humph! It’s not even possible to say a few words!

During dinner, my cousin didn’t hold grudges and went out to eat. He just told my brother about today’s incident without any fuss. Finally, he concluded: “This business is meant to deceive people. Even if you are a master, you can still deceive people.”

When it comes to money.”

What a practical statement.

My brother frowned as he listened and was silent for a while before saying: "This story is quite familiar. Didn't you always hear adults talk about the headless ghost when you were a kid? There are still heads flying around."

"That one is called Feitouman." My cousin and I said in unison.

Suddenly my brother put down his chopsticks and said, "I remember. Something happened to the high school in that city the year after I graduated from high school. I wasn't in school at that time, so I just listened to what they said."

My cousin and I both looked at my brother with great curiosity.

The aunt smiled, and while feeding the baby, she said, "Isn't that what happened? I've heard about it too."

"Be specific." I was anxious.

As a woman, my aunt is definitely better at gossip than my brother, so this is what she said. She said that a few years ago in high school, a girl was raped, killed and dismembered on that mountain.

No wonder I didn't have a deep impression. At that time, I was in elementary school, had no habit of reading newspapers, and no adults would tell me about such rape cases.

The aunt said that after the rape and dismemberment, the prisoner divided the girl's body into seven or eight places and buried it. However, it was still discovered by classmates who went up the mountain the next day. After all, the blood was soaked in the soil.

The police took police dogs to look for the body on the mountain. They pieced it together, but one head was still missing. In the end, they had no choice but to bury it like this. After the prisoner caught him, he confessed to dismembering the body and asked where the head was. He said

I was so panicked at the time that I didn’t know how many pieces were divided and where the ends were.

I whispered: "One happens to have no head, but the other one does. The place where the accident happened is still the same, how can it be such a coincidence?"

"Sister, let's go take a look tomorrow?" my cousin asked me.

I stared at him in confusion: "Why should I go? I'm afraid."

"I'm afraid if you don't go. I'll be fine if I follow you. Sister, go ahead, go ahead."

I saw him instantly transform into a beast, his tail wagging behind him and his eyes flashing.

My brother also smiled when he saw it: "Just go and go. Anyway, nothing will happen."

In this way, we set off to the school at noon the next day. We went at noon because the baby slept at noon, so we could go out.

My cousin drives. The school is in the suburbs and is almost diagonal from our home. It takes an hour to drive there.

From the bustling street to a small road with only two cars, there are several colleges and universities there. There are high schools and colleges. I asked the students on the road and walked around for a while before I found the high school. I did not study here.

I'm not familiar with high school, but I had already thought of an excuse to enter before I came here. Every time you enter a high school, there will be a security guard asking you who you are looking for. My brother graduated from here, and I asked him for his class teacher's name and mobile phone number.

.I signed in successfully.

The high school is really big. There are 5,678 buildings and 5,678 dormitories. There are no mountains within the visual inspection range?

After asking two classmates, I finally found the mountain.

Although it is said to be a mountain, it is actually not high at all. It is only about a dozen stories high. There is a stone path leading directly to the top of the mountain. Along the road, pavilions and stone tables and chairs can be seen everywhere. We saw the mountain from the first platform.

Plan. One side of the mountain is in the school, and the other side is a river. It serves as the school's wall.

When you go up the mountain, you can obviously feel that the temperature here is much lower than down the mountain.
Chapter completed!