I was about to get up when I heard shouting outside.
At this time, the sound of Master getting up came from the bedroom next door.
There was also Master’s cry: “Wait a minute, come right away!”
I also got up and got out of bed, quickly got dressed and went to the front yard.
I saw a middle-aged man with a beard standing outside the big iron gate in the front yard.
He has dark skin and is dressed plainly.
Master opened the big iron door and asked, "What's going on?"
The bearded man trembled and said: "My sister-in-law turned into a ghost. When I came home last night, my father was frightened and fainted to death."
Sister-in-law?
I have some doubts.
The master said calmly: "I understand. You go back first. My apprentice and I will go to your house in the afternoon. Is your father okay?"
"I'm fine, I'm just really scared." The bearded man wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
"Did you see her too?" Master continued to ask.
"I didn't see it, but I heard her laughter last night, and it sounded really charming." The bearded man had a look of horror on his face.
The master comforted him with a few words and sent him away.
I went back to the main room and waited for Master to come back.
Soon, the master came back.
The master said: "The man just now is called Liu Kang, and he is the biological brother of Wang Yan's husband."
"What is Wang Yan's husband's name?" I asked.
The master replied: "How do I know the name of Wang Yan's husband? At that time, Wang Yan drank pesticide and died. It was Liu Kang who came to me to save Wang Yan."
As he spoke, he said with a proud look on his face: "Because everyone in the nearby villages knows that Mr. Feng Shui must be me, Mr. Zhao Laosan."
I:"……"
The master blew his beard: "What? Are you looking down on your master and me?"
I waved my hand quickly: "No, no, Master, you are overthinking.
In my heart, you are the most powerful Feng Shui master and ghost hunter."
The master chuckled and said, "That's pretty much it. I just like you to flatter me."
I changed the subject: "Wang Yan died after drinking pesticides, why is her ghost still alive and then returns home to scare her family?"
If she really died on the edge of the field after drinking pesticides, I should have been able to see traces of her spirit body after I used the spirit detector last night.
But after I put down the tracking talisman, there was no reaction at all, what does this mean?"
Master sighed: "I actually know some things in my heart, but we are not the police after all.
The world is so big, sometimes the so-called truth just makes you think it is the truth."
I instantly understood what Master meant: "So, you already knew that Wang Yan did not die from drinking pesticides?"
The master shook his head slightly: "She was poisoned by pesticide, but I don't know if she drank it on her own initiative.
Anyway, when I was undergoing salvation at the edge of the field, I discovered that I didn’t have any resentment at all.
It stands to reason that people who commit suicide will become earthbound spirits, and they will stay at the place where they committed suicide until they have completed their atonement before they can go to reincarnation."
I hummed: "That's right, so you already knew that Wang Yan didn't commit suicide by drinking pesticide.
That's why last night I said I saw a female ghost in white, so you were so anxious to rush over and have a look.
Did you expect something would happen from the very beginning?"
The master smiled: "That's not the case. I don't have the ability to predict the future."
I asked: "What should we do next? Reveal the truth? Let Wang Yan's soul rest in peace?"
The master hesitated a little: "Then we have to figure out the whole story before we talk about it. Maybe this Wang Yan is actually a bad person."
I pursed my lips and said no more.
At this time, my sister appeared at the dining table in the main room.
She held her chin and looked at me, giggling and saying, "Brother, I think Wang Yan is not a bad person."
I understand what my sister means. That is when I saw off Li Yue last night, I met the female ghost in white for the first time.
At that time, the female ghost in white did not take the initiative to attack me, nor did she make any move to scare me.
But these are all speculations on my part for now.
Maybe the female ghost in white I saw was not Wang Yan’s resentful spirit at all.
The answer to all this can only be revealed slowly with Master.
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After lunch, Master and I took a lunch break together.
At 1:30 in the afternoon, Master and I set off again to Xiaotang Village.
This time the master did not bring the mahogany sword, but took several five thunder talismans from the drawer.
When I saw the Five Thunder Talisman, my heart trembled.
This talisman is not a simple talisman, one piece can make a powerful ghost fly away.
I don't understand why Master brings so many Five Thunder Talismans.
Of course, I didn't ask any more questions.
Master naturally has his own ideas when doing things.
My sister still followed us. Along the way, she sat on Master's neck, touched Master's bald head, and made weird and weird smiles from time to time.
In my opinion, as I grow older, my mind becomes more mature.
But my sister hasn't changed at all, and she's getting weirder and weirder.
In addition to behavior, it is also about words and deeds.
He would often laugh strangely for no reason, and sometimes he would squat in a corner and stare at the wall for hours.
Of course, I don't dislike my sister, I just can't understand her weird behavior.
When he was five years old, his whole family was killed.
When they appeared in front of me again, I once doubted whether they were my family members?
Why can't others see my family? Only me can see it?
Why can’t others hear my family members’ words? Only I can hear them?
There were many times when my sister helped me do something, and others said it was me who did it.
Is it true that the family I see does not exist, as Master said?
It was just that I missed my family so much, and then my spirit changed, that they formed them?
Naturally, I don’t believe what Master said.
But I know in my heart that my family members have died long ago, and I have not yet avenged their revenge.
Now that I can see my family and talk to me, I am very satisfied.
In fact, I am sometimes very scared, afraid that I will suddenly lose them one day.
If they were gone, I would probably be really miserable and desperate.
My sister turned to look at me at this time, and said with a smile: "Brother, what are you thinking about?"
Looking at my sister's weird grinning face and those two rolling eyes, I couldn't help but wonder.
Does the sister in front of me really not exist? Is it really like Master said? Is it my imagination?
But will the imaginary existence have warmth? Will it share food with me and talk to me?
Thinking of this, I suddenly felt sad, my eyes were a little wet, and tears fell down the corners of my eyes.
My sister flashed and jumped onto my shoulder. She stretched out her hand to wipe my tears and said with a smile, "Why are you crying? The last time I helped you wipe your tears was when you were nine years old.
Brother, you have grown taller now, but nothing has changed, sister. Everything remains the same as that night ten years ago, the night I was killed..."
