Before getting in the car, Mei Youqian leaned close to the fat man and asked quietly:
"By the way, senior brother, I still don't know what this named disciple means?"
The fat man said:
"I just don't care at all."
Back in the car, Fatty was still thinking about the two hundred thousand cash:
"Brother, don't blame me for talking too much. You are just a little too idealistic. You have to be more realistic. In this era, everything is about money. In today's society, if there is no money, even the wild dogs on the roadside will be looked down upon. , Our Qingzhu Temple has not been maintained for a long time, isn’t it because we are short of money?”
Zuo Shisan looked at the fat man and said seriously:
"Fat man, that's not what you said. A gentleman loves money in a proper way. First of all, I didn't really accept him as my disciple. Maybe he himself was passionate for three minutes. After the enthusiasm passed, he left. Secondly, it was useless. If we don’t get paid, we haven’t paid anything. It’s unreasonable to accept 200,000 yuan upfront. People must have their own principles and bottom lines in life. Who doesn’t like the red money? But a person’s integrity and personality will always be important. Much more important than money!”
In fact, these words were told by Zuo Shisan’s master, Taoist Master Qingfeng, before his death. On the surface, Taoist Master Qingfeng loved money as much as life, but in fact he was a person who regarded money as garbage. All the money he earned in his life was I donated it and did something more meaningful.
Having such a master who taught by words and deeds left a deep impression and example on Zuo Shisan since he was a child.
The fat man shook his head helplessly:
"Brother, you are still young and don't understand the importance of money..."
"Drive quickly." Zuo Shisan said.
The car got on the highway again, and Thirteen from the left could clearly see from the rearview mirror that the pink Mercedes-Benz convertible driven by Mei Youqian was following them.
The journey went smoothly to Chengguan Village. There were almost no people outside the village. Unlike in the past, there were not so many old people and children enjoying the cool air outside and chatting. The whole village was so quiet that it made people feel scary.
The three of them found an open space in the village, parked their cars, and went straight to the fat man's house.
When we arrived at Fatty's house, Fatty's mother had just made dinner. Since she was discharged from the hospital, Fatty's mother has gradually become stronger and is now able to take care of herself. She can also work in the fields in her free time.
"Mom, what happened in our village?" the fat man said and sat down.
The fat man's mother first looked outside the house, then closed the door and then said to the three of them in a small voice:
"Don't run around when you come back. The village has been too evil recently. Uncle Wu Hai, do you still remember? Yesterday, he hanged himself on the locust tree in front of his house. He was naked, his whole body was livid, and his neck was stretched. There were people there that night. I saw his wronged soul walking back and forth in the village..."
Zuo Shisan couldn't help but ask after hearing this:
"What about the man who died in the pigsty?"
The fat man’s mother sighed and said:
"This is a personal life. A good young boy couldn't think about it for some reason. He suffocated himself to death in the pig pen at the west end of our village. When he was found, he had two red plastic bags on his head!"
Zuo Shisan heard this and asked:
"Auntie, can you take us to the pigsty now?"
"The person was taken away by the police station a long time ago. If I go to see him now, I can't see anything."
"It's okay, I'll go take a look at the surrounding environment." Zuo Shisan said.
The fat man’s mother seemed to be afraid:
"Then...that place is unlucky. If we go there..."
When the fat man heard this, he quickly interrupted his mother:
"Mom, didn't you call us back just to solve these weird things? You have to take us to see them."
Mei Youqian, who was listening silently, also spoke at this time:
"That's right, Auntie, just take us there. In fact, this matter is not necessarily a supernatural thing. Maybe it is framed by someone. The sooner the problem is solved, the sooner the village returns to peace."
Zuo Shisan glanced at Mei Youqian with some surprise and found that this boy was quite good at talking at critical moments.
The fat man's mother hesitated for a while, and finally decided to take them to the pigsty at the west end of the village to check out the situation.
A group of four people came to the vicinity of the pig pen. Just as Zuo Shisan was about to go in and take a look at the scene, an old man came out of the hut next to him, pointed at Zuo Shisan and asked sternly:
"What are you doing?!"
Zuo Shisan looked at the sullen old man and smiled slightly:
"Uncle, we are the Dongdian City Paranormal Investigation Team. We came to your pigsty this time to investigate the murder case some time ago. We hope you can cooperate."
After hearing this, the old man became even more angry:
"Let's go, let's go! This paranormal investigation team is not welcome here, so get out of here!"
At this time, the fat man's mother came out, looked at the old man and said:
"I said, Mr. Li, why are you so angry? If you don't want to see it, don't let me see it. Do you deserve to curse?!"
The old man named Li Laosi glared at the fat man’s mother and said:
"As for the people you brought, take them away to me as soon as possible!"
"Are you really good at talking? I'm talking to you, but because of your age, I'll go up and give you a slap!" The fat man suddenly became angry when he saw the old man yelling at his mother.
At this tense moment, Zuo Shisan rushed out and stood in the middle. He persuaded the fat man and his mother to retreat. Just as they were about to leave, Mei Youqian stood up:
"Old man, don't be too arrogant. Let's see if your pigsty can kill people? Hurry up and open the pigsty door for me!" As he spoke, Mei Youqian took out 500 yuan in cash from his pocket and handed it over.
When the old man who was about to curse saw the money, he swallowed his words again. He stared at the five hundred yuan in Mei Youqian's hand and asked:
"You...what do you mean?!"
"Let us see your broken pigsty, this money is yours!" Mei Youqian said calmly.
In this world, there are not many people who can withstand the temptation of money, let alone this kind of pig farmer in the countryside. He first stretched out his hand to take the five hundred yuan from Mei Youqian's hand, and then took the pig behind him. The wooden door of the circle opens:
"Hurry up and read it, and leave as soon as you're done!"
Even though he took the money, he was still not convinced.
The fat man snorted coldly and said:
"You have this ability right at home. If you leave the village, you won't even dare to fart!"
Zuo Shisan walked into the pigsty. Based on the yin and yang Feng Shui, he found nothing unusual about the pigsty. There was no yin energy or resentment from the dead souls in the whole pigsty, and there was no abnormality at all.
"Something's wrong..." Zuo Shisan whispered to himself.
"What's wrong?" the fat man asked.
"It stands to reason that, whether it is suicide or homicide, in such a short period of time after death, the crime scene must have the negative energy or resentment of the ghost of the deceased, but this pigsty is so clean, so clean that it is unbelievable!" Tenth from the left! San looked at the entire pig pen and said to the fat man next to him.
The fat man thought for a while and said:
"Perhaps this is not the scene of the first crime, and the body of the deceased was deliberately moved here?"
"Look, why is there a Buddha statue here?!" Mei Youqian's voice sounded from the side.
