A week after this incident, my cousin and I entered the village for the second time.【

The little girl who was killed had a pure yang destiny, and she had the characteristics of a little devil. Although the child has been sent away, the clues are still there. We stayed away for a week just to let the child's parents build momentum for us and brag about it in the village.

How powerful we are, how magical we are, and how authentic we are. Then when we go to that village again, we will get cooperation from others no matter what we ask.

Just as I expected. When I entered the village again, I took my baby with me. This increased credibility and increased the distance between me and those mothers. You know, women have always been better at gossiping.

We held the child in our arms and played in the rapeseed field for a while. Someone in the village spread the news that the Feng Shui master who had been summoning souls in Jinhua was here again. He was playing in the rapeseed field with the child. An hour later

, many villagers came to watch the fun.

I started chatting with them under the shade of the tree. From raising children to losing weight after giving birth. Women are magical creatures. Even from these, I can relate to the people looking at the graves.

When I asked: "Didn't I say last time that someone came to see the tomb of one of your families?"

One of the eldest daughters-in-law looked to be in their thirties. Judging from the content of the chat, her son had just entered elementary school. She said: "It's my family. My son's grandfather asked people to come and bury my great-grandfather."

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"Why should we move the burial?" my cousin asked. Relocation is a big deal here. The dead person's coffin is put into the ground and the burial is carried out five years later. The coffin needs to be opened, the ancestor's bones are picked out from the toes all the way, and placed on the golden

In the altar. (The Jintan looks like a jar. If you have no memory, go watch Lin Zhengying’s ghost movies. Many of Lin Zhengying’s ghost movies are set in our area. In one section, the apprentice peed on the mountain and peeed.

Jintan (Jintan also said that his urine was salty) was moved and buried not in a coffin but in a Jintan. Apart from this relocation, no major events had happened, and he would not be reburied if he had to.

The eldest daughter-in-law said: "The old tomb was stepped on, and lightning struck a big tree next to it. Many people said that the location was not good, so they asked someone to come and see the tomb being moved."

"Who is here to see you? Do you have a phone?" In this day and age, not to mention those who visit graves. Even those who pick up garbage on the street can have a mobile phone.

The eldest daughter-in-law said: "Then we have to ask our grandfather."

In this way, we moved into the village and went straight to the eldest daughter-in-law's house. When the eldest daughter-in-law's grandfather heard that the gentleman who could summon spirits and lead the way came last time, he quickly set up a table of good food. That house is the same as the cousin's home.

The houses are almost the same, and they are all of the common style in our rural areas. My daughter is still interested in the little puppy in the yard, just because the puppy has not been weaned and the female dog is guarding it. I have to hold her, otherwise she will

Jumped on the puppy.

So it was difficult to eat this meal. My eldest daughter-in-law helped me hold me in my arms so I could eat a few bites. My cousin was basically helping me find out what was going on.

But I also got a general idea. The person who came to see the tomb was named Cen. It was not Erdong Chen, but Pingtongue Cen. This Cen is very rare here. He was a man in his thirties or forties.

He speaks with a local accent. He doesn't know where his home is. He was introduced here by others. The person who introduced him was also introduced by others.

On the way back, we became even more confused. We thought we could identify whether it was Lao Zhong or Uncle Li this time. Why was there an extra person named Cen?

Isn’t it true that there are only two people around us who really know what they do? But it’s not surprising that many high-ranking people in China are reclusive. If they meet someone who wants to do something bad, he will never spread it everywhere.

This is just an introduction. We don’t know yet whether the person who attacked Jinhua was Mr. Cen who came to visit the cemetery and accidentally saw this little girl with a pure Yang destiny. So we don’t plan to make one.

Find an introducer.

We still have that talisman in our hands, and I was once his target. As long as he has not succeeded, then I will definitely be the next target, and he will definitely appear again.

In the evening, my cousin told his second uncle about this matter on the phone. The second uncle was confused and didn’t know what kind of person Mr. Cen was, so he just asked us to be more careful. If not, don’t hit the gun directly and wait.

Just save your life.

If I were an ordinary person, if I wanted to save my life, I would say, I will learn Sanda, and I will always be prepared with a wolf-proof motor stick. But I am an expert, and if I want to harm others, I will kill without blood. How can we guard against it? We just don’t go out all day.

, if he was really a master, he could kill me.

So I don't agree with my second uncle's statement. My cousin and I are still looking for clues about the talisman.

The Internet is a magical thing. My post was ups and downs, but I finally got some news. A man named Tiangang Beidou Formation replied to me and said that he had seen that talisman and was not sure what it was for.

But knowing that we were in big trouble, he advised me to burn the talisman because it would attract unclean things.

In our impression, talismans are used to ward off evil spirits and things. But this is the opposite.

I discussed it with my brother and cousin, and my brother burned it in one breath. He took the talisman directly from my hand and threw it under the gas stove where the soup was being made.

Within a few seconds, our clues were gone again.

The cousin calmly said that he could have silently cast the talisman a long time ago, so he could just burn it.

The magic of the Internet is also reflected in its openness of information. In order to investigate this talisman, I saw a post saying that their house is haunted and I hope someone can take action.

My cousin didn’t go to the funeral parlor to help Lao Song these days for some unknown reason, so I asked him if he wanted to take over some business. At that time, at the dinner table, I said this. “Brother, don’t just eat at home all the time.

, go out and take some business. You don’t have to guard me every day. Otherwise, the old lady in the community will say that you are my pretty boy."

My brother's answer was: "Why do you think you want me to go out and sell myself?"

My brother burst out laughing. I told him what was written in the post. My cousin thought about it and said that he had never done this kind of business and was afraid of something happening.

Then I said: "The post says that after success, I will give you 20,000 yuan."

As soon as I finished speaking, my cousin said: "Sister, please accompany me at noon tomorrow. Call your cousin too. I won't be afraid of the crowd. Well, brother, do you want to go and play? Oh.

, Forget it if you don’t go, you have to go to work, and if there are more than one person, you will have to share more money.”

So the next day we contacted the man named Passerby 12345 in the post. Since he was from a city, he directly gave us his home address, and we went there.

When we arrived at the gate of the community, my cousin said that that kind of house was the most likely to be haunted.

I see the same thing. In the old community, there are tall trees all around, making the roads shady and cool. At night, I dare not walk on such roads. The houses in the community still have red bricks on the outside.

An old house from the 1960s. The passerby was waiting for us at the stairwell of a house. It was easy to recognize him. He was wearing a black sportswear, which was the secret code he left for us.

My cousin parked the car. I got out of the car first and said hello. I looked at the house. It was only four stories high. What a waste of space.

When my cousin got out of the car, the passerby looked at him and his cousin and asked me, "Which one can see things?"

I said: "My cousin, that one."

It’s not just me saying that, with my cousin’s image, he looks younger than that street guy, so it’s strange that people would believe him.

But next, my cousin and I did almost the same thing. We stood at the top of the stairs, walked three steps forward, took out the compass, took a look, and compared it left and right. Then my cousin said: "The houses in the 1960s still use

It has a lot of symmetrical layouts like those in the Soviet Union. The building in front has good feng shui, and your unit occupies a bad position in the entire community."

I said: "The orientation is not good either. This house sits on the sky stem. It is easy for something to happen to a house like this."

The cousin said: "The staircase is facing a big tree, which blocks the wind and water. It must be cold in the building, and unclean things love to stay."

A passerby shouted: "Yes. Our stairs are shady and cooler than other stairs. In the community, we are the only ones with the stairway facing the tree. The other stairways are all branched off."

My cousin and I smiled with satisfaction, put away the compass and said, "Go upstairs and have a look."

My cousin looked at us and shook his head helplessly, and said: "My dad told me to buy land in this place the year before last, but they refused to let me buy it. Why don't we just keep it like this, spread some ghost stories, and let my dad come back to ask about it a year later?"

, I think my family will definitely take over this land."

I said: "That's not kind!"

The stairs are very small, just enough distance for two people to walk side by side. In order to avoid crowding, we walked up in a row. A passer-by walked at the front, saying that he rented this house to be close to his workplace, and that he also shared the house with him.

A man, that man goes to work now.

I was second, my cousin was third, and my cousin was fourth. My cousin was right behind me and said in a low voice: "Sister, you didn't hold the compass straight just now. The needle is a little stuck. Next time you have to adjust it first."

Shake the needle flat."

I nodded, but of course I couldn't let passersby hear this.

A passerby stopped in front of a door on the third floor. It was an old security door with a sliding shutter. The door inside was also very old. As soon as the door was opened, a smell came out.

I followed him and quickly covered my mouth and nose. Everyone must have felt this for a single man renting an apartment.

My cousin's behavior was even more obvious. The kind of rich second generation with several aunts in the family has basically never seen this kind of house. Even the small house where he lives has hired part-time workers.

The passerby said with a stern expression: "I didn't expect Jin Zi to be a girl, so I didn't clean up the house in advance."

I said: "My profile picture shows that I am a woman." Everyone who comes from a certain community must have seen my profile picture. He said he didn't see such a beautiful woman? That's a shock to me. I'm sorry.

The stinky thing happened.

The cousin didn't have any reaction. He took out the compass and looked at it. He frowned, put the compass away and said, "Sister, let's go first."

As he said that, he turned around and left. I followed him out in confusion, and my cousin followed him even more confused. Passers-by even locked the door in a hurry, chased us out, and asked what was going on?

It's not like he doesn't clean the house, so he doesn't look after it for him.
Chapter completed!