Someone immediately searched Qing Yaozi's body and found only a warm egg inside her old school uniform.
This is obviously his breakfast. There is porridge and pickles in the wooden lunch box. Obviously he is here to deliver food to the family. I heard the blind old man in the village said that Qing Yazi has been taking care of Wang Baosong and his wife in the past two years.
, delivering meals rain or shine.
Two years ago (last year and this year), how old was Qing Yazi? Eleven or twelve?
After searching him and finding nothing, the police let him go and told him that the police were handling the case and asked him to go away. He obeyed and walked outside the courtyard, then spat on the ground hatefully. I felt that he was watching.
I, the child's eyes made me feel a little uncomfortable, so I went into the house. It was still humid and hot inside, and there was a strange smell. The light was turned on, and I saw Luo Ermei being lifted up by several men.
, while Wang Baosong was pinned to the ground and handcuffed by two burly police officers.
Luo Ermei was telling them: "He is just a lunatic. Don't embarrass him."
Yesterday the lights were dim and I couldn't see Luo Ermei clearly. I just felt that she looked haggard. When I saw her today, I found that she was almost as thin as a mummy. Her body was all bones and her face was very scary. I know that in general, when cultivating Gu, learning
Black witchcraft means that people who deal with ghosts every day will have their yang energy taken away and their luck eroded. If there is no magic method, their appearance will be terrible, and their fate will not end well. I didn’t believe it after reading it in the book before, but now I feel more confident after reading it.
cold.
Wang Baosong struggled and was pushed out, while Luo Ermei looked at me and smiled: "You are really better than the old man." She smiled very strangely. I asked her where the body of the kid yesterday was found? She said
He said yes, he had forgotten about it. The kid's bones were buried under the bed. As for where to find them? Whoever did the evil should find them there.
Luo Ermei was paralyzed in bed and could not walk. Several police officers wrapped her in a quilt. There was a lot of smelly water dripping from her feet, which made them feel uncomfortable. They hurriedly carried her to the yard. I felt
The old man's life was almost coming to an end. Ma Haibo interrupted and asked what kind of kid he was. I didn't tell him what happened last night. I just told him, didn't you tell me last time that a young girl died violently and her body was stolen?
What's the case? Just move the bed and dig around, and you'll find out.
Ma Haibo, are you serious? I said, I can’t lie to you.
He was now convinced of my words and quickly asked the two policemen who were collecting evidence in the room to find hoes and crowbars. I pushed the bed inward a little and designated a spot with strong corpse smell for them, asking them to be careful.
Digging. There were wooden boards on the ground, but they were rotten. After they were easily opened, the two good guys started digging the soil with their hoes, while I looked around the room, trying to find anything strange.
I dug out some wooden thorns, silver rings, incense candles and other odds and ends from a wooden box, and found several wooden statues carved from wood, jars, a bunch of herbs, incense ash, peach wood, bone fragments... and a vivid statue on the shrine.
Small porcelain jar doll. At this time, someone called for digging. I moved to the bed and saw a fifty centimeter-long thin-skinned coffin in the pit next to a pile of hard rammed earth. The smell was overwhelming.
I quickly asked people to open all the windows in the house, and then asked them to find a towel soaked in water to cover my face. I squatted down and used a pair of nails they handed me to pry open the coffin. When I opened the coffin, I found that there was a
It was a gray-white skeleton, not big, and all the flesh inside was rotten, turning into a ball of flesh and blood, with countless white maggots crawling and intertwined on it.
At this moment, I couldn't bear it anymore. Damn my grandma's image of a superior person. I ran out of the wooden house and lay down on the wooden shelf. A stream of acidic water spurted out, and this spit was like a chain.
Reaction, my stomach began to have a revolution, and countless bloating gases rose up. Yesterday's lunch and dinner were all vomited out at once. Some of them were more urgent, and they actually spurted out from my nose. And when I
When I vomited to the point where only sour water was left in my stomach, I found that there were several buddies around me still maintaining this posture.
Ma Haibo covered his nose with a towel and came out. When he saw the filth we vomited, his face turned white again. Seeing that I was feeling better, he said, "I have closed the coffin. I will take it back and let the technical department check it."
, you know it, right? Sigh, I have been a policeman for twenty years, what haven’t I seen? It’s just that this time, it’s really fucking weird.”
I was afraid that he had not covered the coffin properly, which was a taboo, and the corpse air would come out, so I suppressed the nausea in my heart and went in to take a look. Walking back into the house, I looked at the small discount coffin, which was nailed tightly. I looked at Ma Haibo at the door.
I waved my hand and said it was okay. Everything was done, and the final result was just waiting for them to interrogate. I didn’t want to stay in this damn place for more than a second, so I raised my legs to leave, but I didn’t expect that I couldn’t walk.
I looked down at my feet and was shocked. A pretty little girl was hugging my legs. Her little face was red from suppressing it. I looked out the door and saw that Ma Haibo was directing several police officers.
She didn't notice anything strange about me. I lowered my head and asked her, "What do you want to do?" The little girl shook her head, pointed to the small coffin over there and opened her mouth.
I asked her: "Do you want me to help you bury it?"
She shook her head.
I asked again: "Do you want me to help you save the souls of the dead?"
She shook her head, shook her head desperately, and looked at me in horror. I smiled and said, "You don't want me to take you away, do you?"
She finally nodded, with a smile on her face, like a little puppy trying to please its master. I was a little embarrassed. How could I be a grown man with a kid? Besides, I didn’t know much about raising a kid. She saw that I was embarrassed.
After thinking about it, I jumped up, found a broom and swept the floor, then took my clothes and rubbed them. Seeing that I didn't respond, I started crying in anxiety.
Seeing her look pitiful, the softest part of my heart was inexplicably touched, and I felt sour. I asked her: "How can I take you away? Where do you usually live?" If she lives in a coffin, to be honest
I really refused decisively. After all, I don’t have as good a mental quality as a professional goddess. Fortunately, she pointed to the porcelain jar doll on the shrine.
I picked up the palm-sized porcelain jar and found a switch near the doll's neck. When I turned it on, there was a small space inside containing a little bit of black hair, bones, ash and oil, separated by a membrane.
It won’t overflow. I said okay, I’ll take you away, but if you don’t obey, I’ll throw you under the sun. She was so frightened that she shook her head, and then nodded like a chicken pecking at rice. She looked at me.
I wanted to laugh. I raised the porcelain jar, and she immediately turned into a white line and got in.
"Lu Zuo, Lu Zuo..." Ma Haibo came over and pushed me, I said what's wrong? He smiled, his expression was a bit wrong, he asked what are you mumbling here alone? I asked: "Didn't you see?
What?" Ma Haibo said nonchalantly, don't scare me. I said yes, just kidding, then raised the porcelain jar in my hand and said I want to take this back, is it okay?
What did Ma Haibo say this was? I shook my head, pretending to be mysterious, and told him not to ask, I would take it back and deal with it.
He didn't talk about any principles at this time. He nodded and said you can take it. At this time, someone came in and called, saying that the car was coming and asked me if I wanted to go back to the county. Naturally, I didn't want to stay in this ghost place anymore, so
He said we would go back together. When we left the yard, I saw Qing Yazi still standing on the field at the door. I ignored him and allowed the child to be hostile to me.
"You are a traitor, you are a traitor to our Miao family..." he shouted at me angrily.
I looked back at him, and he became even more enthusiastic and spat at me: "Bah, you have driven Uncle Baosong crazy, and you want to kill Grandma Luo. You foreigners... you, you traitor to the Miao family, are you still helping me?"
Them!" His accent was mixed with the pronunciation of Miao dialect, which made it difficult for me to hear, but I could see that his eyes were very malicious. At his age, when his eyes are bright, his own world view has been formed, Zhi'ao,
Extreme and indignant... Looking at such a pair of eyes, I felt speechless. Two policemen who stayed behind in the yard came over to pull him: "Kid, what do you know? Let's go, let's go!"
I didn't say anything, turned around and left. The policeman behind was still teaching him: "This Granny Luo has violated the royal law. No matter who she is, she must be taught a lesson..."
In the car, I told Ma Haibo about the removal of residual poison from the two injured young policemen. I also told him that after returning home, I would also buy some large water chestnuts. No matter how much, cut them into pieces and dry them in the sun, and take two doses every morning.
Give the money with hollow white boiling soup. Do it for a week without interruption. Only in this way can the poison be eliminated.
After saying this, when I arrived in Qingmeng Township, I declined their offer to stay and took the shuttle bus back to the county seat alone.
It was only 12 noon when I arrived in the county seat. I ate a quick snack outside, then bought some nutritional supplements and went to the County People's Hospital to visit my uncle. When I came to the ward, I met my cousin Xiaojing, and she looked at me.
He glanced at me and didn't call me. He just snorted and turned his head. My brother-in-law was quite enthusiastic. He asked me to sit down and asked me if I had gained anything from my trip to Qingshan Realm.
The wound on my uncle's face has been stitched up and is now wrapped in thick white gauze. I first asked him how his condition was, and he said he was fine. As for the scar... Men don't rely on their face to make a living. Xiaojing was angry next to her.
She said loudly that she had a few scars, like a gangster. The uncle then yelled at her, saying how could a child not understand anything? Xiaojing stood up and glared at me and ran out, while I tried to persuade the uncle not to be angry.
That's what adolescent girls are like. I didn't apologize too much, so I told him about what happened in Segai Village.
My uncle was silent for a while and then asked me: "Do you really have golden silkworm Gu in your body?"
I said yes, and he grabbed my hand and told me: "In the future, you must never say this to outsiders, and it is best not to let others see it. Although your brother-in-law, I have been living in the mountains and forests for half my life.
, but people still know a little bit. In ancient times, there was a man who was guilty of holding a jade. You are also a treasure. If too many people know about it, it will bring you trouble, do you know?"
I nodded to show that I understood. My uncle sighed and said, "I don't have a big problem with my face. It will only be a few shallow scars by then, and there is public medical care. Don't take it too seriously. I don't have any problems in my life."
Xiaohua and Xiaojing have grown up slowly. They have their own temperament. It's not good. I'm worried about it. If there is any difficulty in the future, please help me. Also, the money you gave your aunt,
It's too much, I asked her to give it back to you..."
I quickly waved my hand and said no, and also said that Xiaohua and Xiaojing’s matter was not my matter, so I would definitely help.
After some refusal, the uncle didn't say anything more. He talked about Li Decai's case again and said that there was still no whereabouts. People had also organized people to search the wild forest several times, but there was no sign. The uncle sighed and hated him at first.
Now I am extremely worried.
I stayed in the hospital for more than an hour, and then went to the bus station to take a shuttle back home.
Although I had been reported safe before, my parents were still overjoyed to see me back safely. However, some people nearby were quite disappointed and ran over to ask questions. The main point was why I was let go again. I was too lazy to care about this, closed the door, and put the storage box away.
After putting the little ghost's porcelain jar away, I carefully studied the tattered book that my grandmother left for me.
What I have experienced in the past few days has made me understand a truth. My grandma left me a fortune, a huge fortune. It can turn decay into magic and bring me into an extraordinary world. But if I don’t
If I make good use of it, I will go down with her at any time to reminisce about old times. To be honest, since I was afraid of my grandma since I was a child, we don’t communicate much.
"The Twelve Techniques of Suppressing the Mountains" has a total of thirteen chapters, each of which is dozens of pages, with almost more than 100,000 words of text, the same number of words of explanations, and many illustrations, maps and the like. To be honest, I was really excited for a while.
It is difficult to master. But now that I know that these are very useful knowledge, I am now very motivated.
That day I read with gusto till late at night, and it wasn't until the moon moved westward and the insects began to sigh that I was disturbed by my thoughts.
In a daze, I saw my grandmother again.
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