At this point, Yang Cao raised his head and looked up out of habit. I asked what he was looking for. Hu Wenfei laughed beside him and said that Jia Wei had gone to the tub and would not come for the time being. Yang Cao also laughed and took us to the Drum Tower.
As he walked over, he lit a cigarette and asked me if I smoked. I said no, and he nodded and said yes. Those who study Taoism always like to use the breath from their chest and abdomen. If you smoke too much, your breath will no longer be pure.
But he had no choice. He had been smoking for more than ten years and couldn't quit.
Hu Wenfei took one and said he didn’t know when he would be able to go out, maybe he would be forced to quit.
We squatted in front of the drum tower and looked at the white smoke remaining from the cremated corpses in the distance. Yang Cao continued: "Actually, although Mr. Jia has a bad temper, he is still a reasonable old man. Mainly because his wife is a difficult owner. This old lady
The surname is Ke, a very rare surname, right? She was very romantic when she was young, and she looked so charming. Later, she died of a man, got into a lawsuit, and then became a monk and became a nun. In the end, she fell in love with Mr. Jia.
My wife is over seventy years old. She is protective, unreasonable, and very trouble-making. Everyone in the bureau is afraid of her. With such an old woman and a young girl, think about how Jia Wei grew up, so there is almost no one around her.
Dare to mess with her, and she is also a master who refuses to rest, she likes to run around, even Boss Hong lets her go..."
I squatted on the ground and felt the faint smell of corpses wafting from all directions. I felt very uncomfortable. Why did I talk so much?
Yang Cao shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile that he was bored and just gossiping. You are also a comrade of our united front anyway and you are not considered an outsider.
Hu Wenfei nodded and said that Yang Cao likes to watch "The Coming of Kangxi" the most on weekdays. You know how much he likes to chat about gossip. However, the reason why I mention this to you today is because we suspect that Jia Wei seems to be showing signs of being possessed.
, if it’s not that it’s too offensive to control her, what should we do if it is? When we think of her mother, the old lady, we have a big headache. So I would like to ask you to help us take care of her more. If anything goes wrong, help us as soon as possible.
Take control.
I don't know why the two of them were so solemn about the matter, why they didn't just put Jia Wei under control first. I thought it involved some so-called internal disputes and struggles, so I nodded to show that I knew.
We chatted for a while, and Ma Haibo shouted at the door of the ancestral hall opposite, asking us to come back to eat quickly, otherwise we would have to drink soup, so he ran back in a hurry.
Dinner was quite good, especially the bamboo tube rice and grilled fish - the bamboo tube rice was filled with tender squirrel meat and snake meat. Although the rice was rough, it absorbed the deliciousness of the meat and the fragrance of bamboo, making it particularly delicious; the grilled fish was
Purely because of the tantalizing aroma of the meat, not many people dared to try it. However, when they saw me and a few other people from Zamao Xiaodao chewing a mouthful of oil, they all couldn’t resist the temptation of the gluttons in their stomachs and started to eat them.
Xiao Zhou swallowed hard and then cursed. We laughed and looked even more ugly.
The little follower on the Zamao Trail was given a fragrant grilled fish smeared with salt and oil. The little girl ate it in small bites, like a kitten.
But looking at her expression, she was really enjoying herself. Her eyes were narrowed to a slit, her little mouth was glossy, and she kept licking the corners of her mouth, as if she was as satisfied as eating a full banquet. Her performance made Lao Jin feel confident and overjoyed.
He boasted proudly and told old stories about how he used delicious food to please his mother-in-law.
While I was fighting for food with others, I observed Jia Wei with my peripheral vision.
Because of her maverick nature, this woman who was nearly 40 years old was a little silent. She made an uncooked fish and let the anteater Xiao Hei eat it. In my impression, this thing usually just eats some ants and termites.
And other insects, it does not have the habit of eating fish. However, it not only ate snakes yesterday, but also ate the fish with relish today. Zamao Xiaodao is indeed right, her anteater is not an ordinary species. She takes care of the little one.
Hei, Jia Wei poured a bowl of millet porridge with bamboo shoots, mushrooms, and bracken floating in it, and drank it slowly. There were two leftover bamboo tubes scattered in front of her, and a pile of bones beside it.
Her appetite is very good.
I had been staring for a long time, and she sensed it and turned to look at me. I also had Chengfu in my heart, so I didn't panic, but smiled at her and said, don't you want to eat a grilled fish? Lao Jin's craftsmanship is not bad. Jia Wei shook his head.
He shook his head and said no. The fish had an earthy smell, and there was no ginger-garlic cooking wine to drive it away, so it was inedible. Lao Jin on the side felt a little aggrieved and shouted: "I can work with you in the restaurants above the village for my craftsmanship."
I'm a chef. If I hadn't run out of ingredients, I would have eaten so hard that you would have swallowed your tongue."
We all smiled and comforted him, saying that he would be a guest at your house and eat authentic farm dishes.
Lao Jin was very proud and said that our Qingmeng sauerkraut was the most authentic and he would definitely treat leaders like you to dinner when he returned home.
After eating a meal, my stomach was bulging and I felt full, so I went out for a walk.
Not far away, I heard footsteps behind me. I turned my head and saw that there was a trail of miscellaneous hair. I saw him holding a cloth bag, and the tiger cat inside was still sleeping. I looked at this fat, flat-haired beast.
, asked the adults when they would wake up? Is there something wrong? Zamao Xiaodao shook his head and said it was just too much energy. It would be fine. Maybe he would wake up tomorrow and curse others. I smiled and said I hope so.
After walking a few steps, Wu Gang, who was on guard on the roof, called out to us, saying not to go too far as it would be easy to get into trouble at night. I turned around and said yes.
Zamao Xiaodao poked me with his arm and asked, "What were you talking about at the threshing floor before dinner?"
I touched my nose and said it was obvious?
Zamao Xiaodao said that you are Ma Haibo, Wu Gang and other veterans, are they rookies? Tell me, is it because of Jia Wei's matter? I was surprised, saying this...it's so damn obvious, how come everyone knows it? Zamao
Xiaodao said disdainfully, "Who am I? That woman must have provoked some evil thing in the cave, and the evil thing couldn't hide its aura very well. From time to time, it would emit a violent aura. Did you see it?"
, when my family Youyou saw Jia Wei, she was as scared as if she had seen a ghost. This is the reason.
I told Jia Wei's background, and told Zamao Xiaodao about Hu Wenfei and Yang Cao's plans, and asked for his opinion.
Zamao Xiaodao pondered for a while. He said that he had heard about the reputation of Monk Huiming. He heard that he had mastered the true meaning of Huayan Sect and was able to detach himself from things. He was a rare ruthless character and his status in the bureau was great.
He is taller than his senior brother, and he is Mr. Su. The key is that his old lady is a stick-in-the-mud guy, and she is very difficult to deal with. No wonder Lao Hu and the others are so scrupulous; but then again, do you still remember the photo that Jia Wei took?
No, the black shadow on the throne is the ghost that possesses her? The spirit that can survive in this palace must be an extremely powerful person. If so, the spirit and flesh that possesses this seven will not blend together.
It's the best time to eliminate it...
There are two types of ghost possession, one is destructive possession and the other is conforming possession.
The so-called destructive possession, such as the female ghost on the fifth floor that I bumped into when I first met Zamao Trail, usually ignores the safety of the host, destructively and crazily seizes the potential of the host, and then obtains power far beyond normal.
However, the consequences are often that the host's body will suffer indelible damage, which is unlikely to last long and is easy to do. As for the compliant possession, the technical difficulty increases exponentially. It has another professional term, called "reviving the soul through the corpse"
" is a profound knowledge. If it can be successful, the body will be the incarnation outside the body, and the ghost can live freely under the sun and walk in the world. This method is the preference of many old ghosts, such as the Hopewell Stone in Hong Kong
The ghosts in the cemetery and Dongguan Haowan Square are all like this, but their danger level is also extremely high, and they can easily perish in the fusion stage.
Some people may ask, if the danger is so high, why do they still want to possess people so foolishly?
The opportunity is rare. People who have not had that experience cannot understand the wonderful feeling of walking normally under the sun. Just like you who can breathe normally, you cannot understand the pain of losing air.
The two of us were squatting in the corner of the threshing floor, spanking, and discussing what to do. Regarding this issue, Zamao Xiaodao had a tough attitude.
Mao's relationship, if life and death are unknown as we guessed, no matter what the methods of the monks and nuns are, when the two of us are later, I will use the talisman to sacrifice the spirit, and you will use the mantra to force the body and kill her directly -
-If we can save, we will save, if we can’t, we will kill. There are just these few shit people in total. If we don’t tell anyone, Hui Minghe may not be able to find us yet!
I agree with Zamao Xiaodao's opinion: We are not children and we don't dare to joke with our own lives. Hu Wenfei and Yang Cao don't dare to do it because of the face of their immediate superiors, but we are embarrassed.
After the discussion, the two of us returned to the ancestral hall where we rested and sat down. We were still on duty. Zamao Xiaodao took the initiative and said that his injury was almost healed. He always did not do anything and felt guilty.
Want to be on duty with me? Wu Gang briefly asked, while Hu Wenfei and Yang Cao looked at us understandingly and nodded in agreement.
Damn it, these two guys just want us to get ahead.
But it's a matter of life and death, and we can't refuse.
Everyone was not very sleepy that night. Except for the two people who needed to be on guard duty, the rest were sitting around the campfire chatting. After seeing so many weird things, the curiosity of several outsiders about these things became even more intense. Ma Haibo
, Wu Gang, Xiao Zhou, Lao Jin and others pestered Yang Cao and kept asking questions. Although Yang Cao was capable, he was a gossip. When Jia Wei saw him, he ignored him and picked some unimportant things.
Things were revealed one by one, causing several people to exclaim in surprise.
At 11 o'clock, the show had not ended yet. Xiao Zhou, who was listening with great interest, had a stomach rumbling, as if he had diarrhea. He didn't have any paper, so he found some wooden sticks to pull the soar. Ma Haibo asked him to go far away and don't bother us.
After a while, we suddenly heard a sharp exclamation, which was Xiao Zhou's scream.
We rushed out of the courtyard and saw Xiao Zhou running and crawling in the distance, and then, a stumbling figure was chasing him.
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