After tidying up with Master, we both hurried out the door.
Of course, there was also my sister, who was lying on the ground behind me and followed slowly.
She gave me a very strange feeling today. She usually walks quite normally, but today she was like a big insect, sometimes crawling forward, sometimes jumping up.
Xiaotang Village is not very far from our Sanhe Village, you can walk there in ten minutes.
On the road.
I asked Master in a low voice: "Master, what is going on?"
"Seven days ago, a woman in Xiaotang Village died after drinking pesticide in a field dressed in white. I was invited to do a spiritual salvation. I didn't see any ghost at the scene. After reciting the spiritual salvation sutra, I took the money and came back.
"Master held a cigarette in his mouth and walked quickly.
I followed closely: "Master, don't worry, maybe the female ghost in white I saw is not that woman."
The master shook his head: "I still know what kind of resentful spirits there are in our area. Needless to say, the female ghost in white who suddenly appeared is 90% her."
I wondered: "But she died in Xiaotang Village, why did she turn into a ghost and come to our village?"
"There are too many ghosts on the old locust tree at the entrance of our village. It is normal to attract other ghosts here." Master explained.
"What if it's not her?" I asked quietly.
"If not, then let's investigate clearly." The master blew out a smoke ring with a serious look on his face.
Master is always smiling, but when his face becomes serious, it means things are not simple.
At this time, my sister actually sang from behind: "Two tigers, two tigers, run fast, run fast, not one..."
I looked back at my sister and thought to myself, your voice is shrill and thin, and singing makes me sound really numb.
Master asked in a low voice: "What are you looking at?"
I quickly said: "It's nothing."
When my sister saw me looking at her, she sang even louder. She even ducked and lay on my back and started singing.
At this moment, I felt a little envious of Master.
He could neither see nor hear my sister.
When my sister started singing, it was such a mental attack that I couldn't help but want to cover my ears.
I tilted my head and kept winking at my sister, telling her to stop singing.
My sister nodded, jumped up, and sat on my master's neck. At the same time, she touched my master's bald head and laughed loudly: "Big ball, big smooth ball!"
I couldn't help but want to laugh, but I held it back.
Master used to have hair, but three years ago, he said that his hair loss was severe, so he simply shaved his head.
Forget about shaving his head. In order to prevent hair from growing back, he bought depilatory cream from somewhere and applied it on his head. Since then, he has not grown a single hair.
Soon, Master and I arrived at Xiaotang Village.
It is now past nine o'clock in the evening, and every house in the village has lights on.
Master took me around the village and came to the fields behind the village.
It's October in the golden autumn, but at night, night insects are still chirping in our area.
Master said to me: "Follow me."
I hummed.
After walking for a while, the master stopped in front of a wheat field.
He pointed to the field ridge in front and said: "That woman committed suicide here seven days ago by taking pesticide.
Her name is Wang Yan. Last year, when her husband was doing farm work in the fields and plowing the land with a big buffalo, the big buffalo suddenly went crazy and gored her husband to death.
I also came to save her husband. When I saw the body, his intestines had been pushed out by the big buffalo.
This Wang Yan has a hard life. After her husband died, her mother-in-law and father-in-law tightly controlled her and prevented her from remarrying."
I whispered: "So she chose to commit suicide?"
"As for why you committed suicide, I don't know."
After the master finished speaking, he said calmly: "Detect spirits."
I nodded quickly, thinking that Master wanted to see how well I learned the secret method of catching ghosts.
The so-called spirit detection is to throw a tracking charm and you can see the traces of nearby spirits within a hundred meters.
I walked to the field ridge ahead, where Wang Yan died, and threw out a tracking charm.
The talisman fell to the ground and turned into a faint white light, which quickly melted into the soil.
But the strange thing is that there is nothing abnormal, and there are no traces of spiritual bodies around.
After waiting for a while, I shrugged to Master: "No, so the female ghost in white that I saw was not Wang Yan."
The master frowned and said, "Did I make a mistake in my reasoning?"
I smiled and said, "Master, you are a Feng Shui master, a ghost hunter, and Master Zhao, but you are not a detective."
Master was also laughed at by me: "Okay, let's withdraw then."
I yawned and said, "Go home early and go to bed early to rest."
At this time, I discovered that my sister was missing and had gone to play somewhere.
But I wasn't worried because my sister often disappeared suddenly while playing with me.
After returning home with Master, I went to the bathroom to wash my face and brush my teeth, and then went back to my room to sleep.
Before I was ten years old, I lived in a bedroom with my master.
Since I was ten years old, Master assigned me a bedroom.
My room has a bed, a bookshelf, and a table and chairs.
There are some Feng Shui books on the bookshelf, as well as various ghost-catching secrets that Master asked me to copy.
I can recite these handwritten books backwards and forwards.
I fell on the bed, because I was very sleepy, and I fell asleep after closing my eyes for a while.
When I woke up again, I was woken up by my sister.
I opened my eyes drowsily, but it was still dark outside.
Turning on the bedside lamp, I glanced at the clock on the wall. It was only half past four in the morning.
My sister sat on my desk and looked at me with a sly smile on her face.
I reached out to turn off the light and said: "Sister, you go out to play, don't make any noise, at least let me sleep until half past ten. It's a hard Saturday, let me have more..."
Before I could finish speaking, my sister interrupted me: "Wrong, wrong direction."
I was sleepy: "Sister, what are you talking about? What direction is wrong?"
"You and your master were heading in the wrong direction last night. The field ridge next to the wheat field was not the place where Wang Yan died." My sister suddenly said in a calm tone.
I got excited: "What do you mean?"
"He died somewhere else, so the resentful soul is also somewhere else. I only know this much." After finishing speaking, my sister disappeared from the table.
Died somewhere else?
I was slightly stunned, but I instantly understood what my sister meant.
That is, the field ridge next to the wheat field was not the first death scene of Wang Yan. Wang Yan only appeared there after she died.
So, Wang Yan didn’t die from drinking pesticides?
Maybe he was killed by someone and then the body was sent to the field?
When I thought about it, I suddenly felt a little frightened.
While I was thinking about it, there was a knocking on the big iron door in the yard outside.
"Third Master! Third Master! Oh no, something big has happened!"
