In about twenty minutes, Zhang Fan and others arrived at Old Man Ouyang's home. Old Man Ouyang saw Zhang Fan and others coming here and welcomed them warmly.
"Xiaofan, has the Jiguan Mountain matter been resolved?" Old Man Ouyang looked at Zhang Fan and asked.
"No, I've run into some trouble. Let's go home and rest for a few days." Zhang Fan said bluntly, "I heard from Haoming that you came to see me several times. Did something happen?"
"Nothing happened, it's just that Wang Wei's father died." Old Man Ouyang said.
Zhang Fan was stunned when he heard what Old Man Ouyang said.
Wang Wei’s father? Zhang Fan didn’t remember it for a while.
"Do you remember Dageng Village in Niwa Town?" Old Man Ouyang also noticed that Zhang Fan didn't remember it and reminded him.
"Remember." Zhang Fan said happily. Zhang Fan got the towering wood glue used to repair the Monkey Mother from Dageng Village, Niwa Town. Moreover, there is a forbidden area in Dageng Village, and the villagers of Dageng Village need to use it every year.
The index fingers of newborns are dedicated to the forbidden area, otherwise, those children will die young. For this reason, all the villagers in Dageng Village have no index fingers.
Moreover, anyone who faints after entering this forbidden area will have a faint soul in the Yintang area after waking up. This kind of appearance is different from the Yin soldiers and ghosts in the Yang world. Zhang Fan came into contact with three of these
There were people with different looks, a child, an old man, and a girl about the same age as Lin Qingling, who was Lin Qingling's classmate.
Zhang Fan had met all three of these three people, and this old man was Wang Wei's father. After being reminded by Old Man Ouyang, Zhang Fan remembered it.
"How did he die?" Zhang Fan asked.
"It is said that he died suddenly." Old Man Ouyang replied, "The reason why I have been asking Haoming in the past few days whether you have come back is because you went to Dageng Village at the beginning, and I was afraid that this matter would affect you in the future.
I want you to go over and have a look to avoid any danger to you in the future, and you are in Jiguan Mountain, and I don’t dare to disturb you, so this matter has been put on hold. Wang Wei’s father has been refrigerated in the refrigerator.
"Funeral"
"When will Wang Wei's father's funeral take place?" Zhang Fan asked.
"Tomorrow is the seventh day since Wang Wei's father died. The funeral should not be held until tomorrow. I only got the news three days ago," Old Man Ouyang said.
Hearing what Old Man Ouyang said, Zhang Fan and Fang Yan looked at each other, then looked at Old Man Ouyang and said, "Then let's go over and take a look."
"Don't worry, I just made a pot of sour plum soup, drink some before leaving, it's still early." Old Man Ouyang persuaded.
It's not yet two o'clock in the afternoon, it's indeed still early, and it will only be around three o'clock by then. Some things can only be seen at night.
Afterwards, everyone entered the living room of Old Man Ouyang's house. Old Man Ouyang's wife had already poured sour plum soup for them, and then went back to the bedroom to rest.
A few people chatted in the living room while drinking. Everyone talked about ordinary things, nothing too important. Since Old Man Ouyang didn't go to Wang Wei's home, he didn't know the specific situation of Wang Wei's father.
Several people chatted until three o'clock in the afternoon, and they were all a little sleepy. Zhang Fan and Fang Yan might have a "tough battle" to fight in the evening, so they went to the guest room of Old Man Ouyang's house to rest. The two rested for an hour and a half.
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At around 4:30, the two set off to Wang Wei's home.
In about an hour and a half, the two arrived at the community where Wang Wei's family lived. In the center of the community, there was a huge mourning hall. There were various wreaths and paper figures placed in the mourning hall, and there were several trumpeters.
Where the tragic tune was playing, in front of the black and white photos in the mourning hall, a man was kneeling. This man was none other than Wang Wei.
Zhang Fan and Fang Yan stepped forward and patted Wang Wei's shoulders gently. Wang Wei suddenly turned around. After seeing Zhang Fan and Fang Yan, Wang Wei's eyes lit up slightly and said: "Mr. Zhang,
Mr. Fang, why are you two here?"
"I have something to ask you. Do you have time now?" Zhang Fan looked at Wang Wei and asked.
"If you have time, if you have time, please come to the room." Wang Wei replied cheerfully, and while speaking, he made an invitation gesture to Zhang Fan.
"Instead of going to your house, let's go to the memorial shed over there." Zhang Fan pointed to the memorial shed on the other side.
"Okay!" Wang Wei replied, and then the three of them walked towards the mourning shed.
After entering the memorial shed, the three of them found a seat and sat down.
"How did your father die? Tell me the whole process of your father's death." Zhang Fan said.
After hearing Zhang Fan's words, Wang Wei glanced at Zhang Fan.
"Six days ago, my father and I drank and chatted at noon. We had a very happy chat. We were both a little drunk. When we were about to go to bed, my father suddenly lay on the table. At that time, I didn't take it seriously and wanted to
I helped my father up, but he still didn't, so I called my wife over to help my dad." Wang Wei said, "My wife is a nurse. When she came over, she noticed something was wrong with my father's face, so he hurriedly went to test me.
She immediately discovered that my father had stopped breathing and quickly called 120. When they took my father to the hospital, the rescue efforts were ineffective and my father died.
I asked the doctor about the cause of death, but they couldn't tell me anything. They didn't find any disease in my father's body."
Hearing this, Zhang Fan and Fang Yan looked at each other. It seems that Wang Wei's father's soul was probably directly taken away.
"Before you and your father drank, did your father behave in any special way?" Zhang Fan continued to ask.
A look of thought appeared on Wang Wei's face, and then he said: "There is no special performance."
"Then take me to meet your father." Zhang Fan said.
"Okay, Mr. Zhang, gentlemen, please come with me." Wang Wei said without any hesitation.
Then, Wang Wei said sincerely: "Two gentlemen, please help find the murderer of my father. Thank you two gentlemen."
Wang Wei originally believed these things, and he knew very well that his father's death was not simple.
"We are here to investigate the cause of your father's death. Don't worry." Zhang Fan patted Wang Wei on the shoulder and said.
"Thank you, Mr. Zhang." Wang Wei continued to say gratefully.
Under the leadership of Wang Wei, Zhang Fan and others came to a shed on the left side of the mourning hall. As soon as they entered the shed, they saw a refrigerator, and a "buzzing" sound came from it.
Wang Wei stepped forward and opened the lid of the refrigerator, and a burst of white cold air suddenly surged out of the refrigerator.
"Two gentlemen, my father is in here." Wang Wei pointed to the refrigerator and said.