After seeing the man off, I glanced at Lao Dao and Zhang Zhong, and then said calmly: "Prepare something, let's go."
The old Taoist nodded, and then took Zhang Zhong to prepare the shovel.
I walked out directly and came to the car to wait for them.
I am a very stubborn person, and after seeing so many ghosts, I feel numb, I am already used to it. Yin and Yang have their own way, and I am too lazy to care about many things.
But this time I decided to take care of it.
Maybe it was because Zhang Chi's death stimulated me, maybe it was because I felt compassion for the man. Anyway, no matter what the reason was, I had decided to take care of it myself.
Lao Dao and Zhang Zhong prepared their things, then started the car and went straight to Dongliu Town and Zhaojiacun.
In the middle of the night, we arrived at the entrance of the village, stopped the car, and saw the willow tree that fell on the roadside.
According to what the man said, he was buried under a willow tree. The willow tree was a treasure that the village chief asked an expert to use to seal himself.
I walked over and took a look at the chopped down willow tree, and found that it was indeed a formation, but it was not profound, just a superficial soul-sealing formation.
However, even this simple soul-sealing array can seal an ordinary ghost, preventing it from reincarnation forever.
But maybe even God couldn't stand it. A thunderbolt directly chopped off the willow tree, and the soul-sealing formation was naturally broken.
"He's down there, dig him out."
I pointed to the broken willow tree, then walked to the side, lit a cigarette, squatted on the ground and started smoking.
"Hey, hey, hey..."
Lao Dao and Zhang Zhong started working with shovels, and soon they were sweating profusely.
The man was killed and buried here. The murderer buried it deeper in order to reveal his secret. Lao Dao and Zhang Zhong dug more than one meter and still found nothing.
"Damn, I'm so exhausted. My old waist is almost broken."
The old man straightened up, raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his head, and then glanced enviously at me, who was squatting next to me smoking.
Although he was very envious, the old man didn't dare to talk too much. He didn't want to be punished yet.
My boss knows how lazy my boss is. It’s great to be here today.
"Zhang Zhong, why don't we bring an excavator over?" Lao Dao spat and said to Zhang Zhong.
Zhang Zhong also straightened up, glanced at me, then shook his head and said, "No, the excavator is too noisy."
The old Taoist glanced at the big hole he and Zhang Zhong had dug, and said, "Isn't this fucking noise quieter?"
Zhang Zhong pointed in my direction, said nothing, and continued to work.
The old Taoist looked up and realized that I was holding out my hand, and traces of evil energy were pouring out of my hand.
Those evil spirits were like an invisible wall, covering everything around us, even the car we drove in was completely covered.
So now, from the perspective of outsiders, there are no cars here, and there are two poor guys digging holes in the middle of the night like moles.
The willow tree used as a town monument was chopped down, which will definitely frighten some people, so I will definitely pay attention to this place, and I must make some preparations.
The person who killed that man was the village chief at that time, and his family is quite powerful in the village. I don't want to have any conflict with them.
Of course, they are just ordinary people. It's not that I'm afraid of them, but it's just that it's really troublesome to deal with them.
Just dig out the bones and call the police to deal with it.
The old man lit a cigarette, smoked and rested for a while, and then continued digging down with Zhang Zhong, shovel by shovel.
"found it!"
He didn't know how long he had been digging. When the old man felt that his old bones were about to fall apart, Zhang Zhong suddenly shouted.
I also walked over and saw a snakeskin bag underneath. When I took out a cup, a fishy smell hit my nostrils.
I guess it contains the man's bones.
Lao Dao and Zhang Zhong crawled out. Lao Dao sat on the ground, breathing heavily. He looked very tired.
I took out my phone and wanted to call the police directly, but I was stunned the next moment.
There’s no way to explain it!
If we call the police, the police will definitely ask us why we came here to dig a hole in the middle of the night, and by coincidence, they also dug out the man's bones.
I'm afraid the police will directly list us as suspects before they catch the real murderer. After all, there is no explanation for this matter.
I thought for a moment and instead of calling the police directly, I dialed Xu Yang's number.
I thought for a few times before answering the call. Xu Yang's tired voice came from the other side. It was obvious that he should be sleeping at this time.
"I'll give you an old case. We've dug up the bones for you. You'll bring someone here later." I told him the address and hung up the phone.
At this time, the old Taoist who was almost exhausted seemed to have thought of something and said to me: "Boss, since Xu Yang has to deal with it, why not let him bring people to dig it out from the beginning?"
I couldn't help but be stunned when I heard what the veteran said. What he said seemed to make sense.
Under normal circumstances, if I ran to the police station to report a dead person under the willow tree, the police would never believe me, and would instead treat me as a lunatic.
But Xu Yang and I have been working together for so long, and he knows what I'm capable of. Even if I don't have any evidence, he won't have any ambiguity if I ask him to come here to dig up corpses.
So... So actually there is no need for Lao Dao and Zhang Zhong to work hard.
At this time, both of them were looking at me, with strange meanings in their eyes.
I coughed and said, "What do you know? It makes sense for me to do this."
The old Taoist looked at me and opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't dare to continue talking nonsense.
I snorted, walked to the car, and waited quietly for the police car to arrive.
Xu Yang's people arrived almost before dawn.
When the police came, I naturally removed the evil spirit barrier.
At this time, the enthusiastic villagers saw the movement at the end of the village, and soon the surroundings were surrounded by villagers.
Amidst the discussion among the villagers, I also learned that today is the seventy-third birthday of the old village chief.
It is a custom here to celebrate the 73rd birthday by eating carp.
So at dawn, luxury cars drove into the village one after another, all coming to wish the old village chief a birthday.
The sons of the old village chief are all very promising. One became a big boss, another went to work in the city, and only the younger son, who was ignorant and unskilled, took over from me and is now the village chief.
I raised my head and looked towards the village, and saw the village chief's house from the directions of the villagers. It was a row of stylish two-story Western-style buildings, not much different from a villa. It was the most magnificent house in the whole village.
It seems that the old village chief's family is very rich.
At this time, luxury cars were parked in front of the village chief's house. Many people in front of the house had already set up tables and stoves and started preparing running water mats.
I sneered, thinking that today was his seventy-third birthday, and the old village chief might not be having a good time.
The police cordoned off the scene with isolation tape. Many villagers looked here for a second and then went to the village chief's house to eat on a running water mat.
The old man was sitting at the main table, listening to the juniors coming up and saying auspicious words one by one.
Smilingly handing out red envelopes and enjoying family happiness.
There is also a master of ceremonies holding a microphone, singing affectionately about the old village chief’s great contribution and great efforts to the development of Chenjia Village.
He devoted most of his life to the villagers of Chenjia Village. He was the patriarch of everyone in Chenjia Village. He thought about it day and night, and had trouble sleeping and eating in order to make Chenjia Village rich and get rid of poverty...
The lively and noisy scene is like an ukiyo-e that makes people feel "dream-like".
In contrast, there are the dead bones that have been buried under the boundary monument at the entrance of the village for sixteen years.
