"Xiao Fan, I have seen everything that happened after I entered the water. The people in the tribe have no virtue. I will no longer show mercy to them. Let them fend for themselves. We will meet again in ten years." In Zhang Fan's fourth chapter.
Searching for it, when I sensed it, Xing Wanqing's voice came out from the water again.
However, Zhang Fan still didn't feel any special aura.
Zhang Fan looked at the direction in which Xing Wanqing disappeared. He was stunned for two minutes and then turned back to the shore.
Now Zhang Fan can be sure that Xing Wanqing is not in danger. Xing Wanqing is not in danger, so Zhang Fan can feel relieved.
Moreover, it is not a bad thing for Xing Wanqing to stay here. Firstly, he can avoid external dangers to his life, and secondly, no vampires will bother her anymore.
"I'll go back to the tent and change clothes first, and then we'll set off to South China Province, your master's hometown." Zhang Fan said to Xiao Shuang.
"Yeah." Xiaoshuang responded.
Zhang Fan changed his clothes and went on the road with Xiao Shuang. They stopped a self-driving off-road vehicle and spent 500 yuan. The vehicle sent Zhang Fan and Xiao Shuang to Umqi Airport. The two bought a car and went to Qingzhou, South China Province.
After purchasing the city’s air tickets, we had a meal at the airport and took a flight to Qingzhou.
In about three hours, under the guidance of Master Xiaoshuang, the two of them arrived at Master Xiaoshuang's residence. Master Xiaoshuang lived in a newly built two-story building in the urban-rural fringe area of Qingzhou City.
Zhang Fan, Xiao Shuang, and Master Xiao Shuang discussed that they would make some preparations today and start mourning Master Xiao Shuang tomorrow.
The first thing they did was to notify Master Xiaoshuang's relatives and friends.
The first number Xiao Shuang dialed was the phone number of the ghost who had contact with Master Xiao Shuang - "11".
"beep……"
Hearing the first blind tone from the microphone, Xiaoshuang glanced at Zhang Fan subconsciously.
After three blind tones from the microphone, the other party finally picked up the phone, and a hollow ghost voice came from the microphone, "Hello..."
"Hello, I am Jiang Wen's apprentice. I have unfortunate news that my master is dead." Xiao Shuang's voice was low, with a hint of sadness in his tone.
"Jiang Wen is dead?" the ghost opposite subconsciously answered.
"Yes, a few days ago my master and I went to Xinjiang to do something. Not only did we not get the job done, we also lost our lives and I was seriously injured.
My master said that any number stored in his mobile phone is his good friend, so I hope you can come to my master's funeral and give him a ride," Xiao Shuang said.
"Oh..." Yin Gui answered absentmindedly.
"The funeral will be held at my master's house at eight o'clock tomorrow morning." Xiao Shuang continued, "I want to inform others, so I won't interrupt."
"Oh, okay, I'm sorry, I will definitely go there tomorrow." After regaining consciousness, Yin Gui quickly added.
"Thank you..." Xiaoshuang thanked her and then hung up the phone.
After hanging up the phone, Xiaoshuang looked at Zhang Fan and said, "Mr. Zhang, what should we do next?"
"Continue to make phone calls, notify all your master's friends, and arrange the scene completely to prevent the ghost from getting suspicious and fleeing. In addition, it can also be regarded as a farewell for your master." Zhang Fan said.
"Okay." Xiaoshuang responded.
Standing next to Zhang Fan
The soul of Xiaoshuang's master Jiang Wen looked at Zhang Fan and Xiaoshuang with a hint of gratitude in their eyes.
Then, Xiao Shuang started making phone calls again. It took about half an hour for Xiao Shuang to notify everyone in Jiang Wen's address book. 80% of them said they would come to express their condolences.
Jiang Wen.
After doing this, Zhang Fan and Xiao Shuang started to buy funeral supplies and decorate the mourning hall. This process lasted until 6 pm. After the two had finished their meal, they took a rest.
At 8 o'clock in the morning on the second day, Xiaoshuang played the sad music on time. Jiang Wen's neighbors came to Jiang Wen's house to express their condolences and help. At about 9 o'clock in the morning, some of Jiang Wen's friends also came over.
Already.
From the beginning of the funeral, Zhang Fan pretended to be a fellow villager, chopping and washing vegetables at the stove set up outside. However, his eyes never left the doorway, he was just waiting for the ghost.
come over.
But until 10:30 in the morning, Zhang Fan did not feel a trace of Yin energy or soul energy. In other words, the Yin ghost did not come over. At 11 o'clock, the hearse would come to take Jiang Wen's body to the crematorium. If 11
If the ghost doesn't come over before ordering, their plan will be ruined.
Except for very underdeveloped areas, the regulations in other places are very strict, and cremation is a must.
Xiao Shuang, who was kneeling in front of the coffin, had become a little anxious. He glanced at Zhang Fan from time to time, but Zhang Fan never looked directly at Xiao Shuang or made eye contact with Xiao Shuang.
Although Yin Gui did not arrive at the scene, it does not mean that Yin Gui did not send someone over. If Yin Gui sent someone over, if Zhang Fan always made eye contact with Xiao Shuang, it would be very likely that the other party would see the clues.
Time passed by minute by second, and soon it was eleven o'clock, and the hearse stopped in front of Jiang Wen's house. At this time, what was needed to do was to take Jiang Wen's body out of the coffin and put it on the hearse.
in the box.
Just when everyone gathered around the coffin and were about to lift off the lid of the coffin, Zhang Fan suddenly felt a spiritual energy coming from the door. Zhang Fan's body couldn't help but trembled slightly. However, Zhang Fan did not immediately turn his eyes.
Instead of projecting it, he looked elsewhere, but he was able to capture the scene at the gate with his peripheral vision.
If the soul energy really came from the Yin ghost, Zhang Fan was afraid that if he glanced at it suddenly, the Yin ghost would run away.
Zhang Fan casually glanced in the direction of the coffin. At this time, the lid of the coffin had been mostly lifted, and everyone around the coffin should be able to see the scene inside the coffin.
Jiang Wen committed suicide in a teahouse in Umqi. After he committed suicide, Zhang Fan and Xiaoshuang left, but Zhang Fan could not let Jiang Wen's body just lie in the teahouse. On the way back, Zhang Fan
Fan dialed Li Yawen's number and asked Li Yawen to communicate with the police in Wumuqi, go to the teahouse to collect Jiang Wen's body, and temporarily put it in the cold storage to keep Jiang Wen's body fresh.
Li Yawen communicated smoothly with the police in Wumuqi, and the police in Wumuqi complied. When Zhang Fan and Xiaoshuang came back by plane yesterday, Zhang Fan called Li Yawen again and asked the police in Wumuqi to
Consign Jiang Wen's body to Jiang Wen's home in South China Province.
Jiang Wen's body only arrived last night. After Jiang Wen's body arrived, Zhang Fan and Xiao Shuang directly arranged Jiang Wen's body into the coffin in preparation for today's funeral. Therefore, in the coffin at this time,