After everyone finished eating, they returned to their rooms to rest.
Eight days early the next day, after the three of them had the hotel's buffet breakfast, they went to Majiao Village and went directly to Liu Laoba's home.
Liu Laoba was very excited when he saw Zhang Fan and others arriving. He entertained Zhang Fan and others very warmly, and asked his wife to inform the people in the village that the benefactor of their village had come and let the people in the village hold a banquet.
"Is your father awake?" Zhang Fan looked at Liu Laoba and asked.
"I'm awake, but I'm just a little weak. Mr. Zhang, is there any good way to take care of my father's health?" Liu Laoba asked.
"Your father just lost too much blood. It's not a big problem. If you give your father more nutrition in the future, plus the medicine prescribed by the doctor at your village health center, your father should be able to recover soon." Zhang Fan said.
"I understand, Mr. Zhang." Liu Laoba replied.
"Then take me to meet your father. I have something I want to ask your father about." Zhang Fan continued.
"Okay, Mr. Zhang, please come with me."
Under the leadership of Liu Laoba, everyone came to Liu Laoba's father's room.
I saw Liu Laoba's father lying on the kang, with an IV drip on his right hand. Although the old man looked a little pale, he was still quite energetic.
"Dad, this is Mr. Zhang who saved your life yesterday." Liu Laoba walked up to his father, who could only belong to Zhang Fan.
Hearing this, the old man turned his eyes to Zhang Fan, and his eyes were filled with gratitude. The old man said in a hoarse voice: "Mr. Zhang, thank you for saving my life."
As he spoke, the old man sat up.
Zhang Fan quickly walked to the old man's side, held his shoulders and said, "Old man, don't get up. Just lie down and rest."
"Mr. Zhang, I'm rude, old man." There was a hint of apology on the old man's face.
"Isn't that rude? I understand that you are weak now." Zhang Fan waved his hand indifferently.
"By the way, dad, the danger in our village has been lifted, and people in our village can go in and out of the village on their own." Liu Laoba looked at the old man with excitement and said.
"Really? This is a good thing!" A flash of excitement flashed in the old man's eyes.
Liu Laoba nodded solemnly, "Mr. Zhang and others are from the paranormal department of the police station. Last night, they killed the evil spirits who harmed our village in the cemetery of our village. Mr. Zhang and others are the great benefactors of our village.
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"Thank you so much!" The old man glanced at Zhang Fan and the others with gratitude again, and then looked at Liu Laoba and said, "Son, have you told everyone in the village this news?"
"I told you, and I told the people in the village to kill pigs and sheep for the police officers and treat them well," Liu Laoba replied.
"Okay! Okay!" The old man spat out two good words with a sincere face.
"Liu Laoba, you go and do your work, I'll have a chat with the old man." Zhang Fan waved Liu Laoba's hand.
"Mr. Zhang, I'm still working in the backyard, so I'll go ahead. You guys can rest in the house. If you need anything, just call me." Liu Laoba looked at Zhang Fan and said politely.
"good…
..." Zhang Fan responded,
After Liu Laoba left, Zhang Fan looked at the old man and said: "Old man, I heard that you had been working in the south hospital before your life was in danger yesterday. Did you feel any discomfort at that time?"
"Discomfort?" The old man raised his eyebrows, with a thoughtful look in his eyes, "I've been making paper figures, and I haven't felt any discomfort at all!"
After saying this, the old man quickly added, "By the way, I had a brief moment of thought when I was making the paper man, and I almost stabbed my eye with a bamboo stick."
After hearing what the old man said, Zhang Fan immediately followed up: "Tell me the specific situation at that time."
"When the paper figurine in my hand was about to be completed, I found a red dot appearing on the seal of the paper figurine, so I reached out to touch it. When I touched the red dot, I felt my spirit become tense.
I fell into a trance and my mind went blank. When I woke up, I found that the bamboo stick in my hand was facing my eyes, and the sharp tip was less than three centimeters from my eyes. If the bamboo stick was closer,
, I'm afraid my eyes will go blind." The old man said.
"What about the paper man you stabbed?" Zhang Fan asked.
"I don't know either. I was lying on the bed when I woke up." The old man replied.
"Han Yusheng, you go find Liu Laoba now and find the paper figurine that the old man stabbed." Zhang Fan looked at Han Yusheng and said.
"Okay!" Han Yusheng responded and immediately left the room.
"Then do you remember what happened when you broke your arm?" Zhang Fan asked.
Hearing Zhang Fan's words, a trace of fear appeared on the old man's face, and then he whispered: "Remember, I remember it too well."
Looking at the old man like that, it seems that he is still frightened.
"Then what's going on with you?" Zhang Fan said immediately.
"After I put down the bamboo strip less than three centimeters away from my eyes, I continued to tie the paper figurine for about twenty minutes. I saw that it was already 6:50 in the evening, and dinner was almost done. I thought
I packed up the stall and went to have dinner. Just when I was about to get up, I suddenly found that my body couldn't move at all. After struggling several times, I still couldn't move.
Then, I felt my body being controlled, stood up, went to the side of the stove to get a cutting board, then put my hand on the cutting board, picked up the knife for cutting bamboo strips, and started to chop my fingers and arms.
, the blood spurted out in an instant, and a sharp pain was transmitted to my nerves, but I found that I couldn't scream at all.
Just like that, I chopped my own arm into pieces, and finally, I died from the pain." The old man said with some sadness.
The old man's body being controlled is obviously a sign of evil spirits. There are two types of evil spirits, one is to control the human body, and the other is to control the human soul.
When the ghost possessed him, the old man still maintained clear thinking. It looked like his body was controlled, but his soul was not controlled, so he remembered everything.
However, this further supports Zhang Fan's idea that the real culprit behind the scenes deliberately made those two evil spirits as scapegoats to confuse them.
At this moment, Han Yusheng returned to the room again, looked at Zhang Fan and said: "Mr. Zhang, I found the paper man that the old man stabbed, and it is now in the south courtyard."
"Okay, let's go out and take a look." After hearing this, Zhang Fan stood up and walked towards the south courtyard.