When I opened the brocade box, there was a lock of black hair inside.
I recognized it at a glance. This was not modern hair, but hair from a long time ago.
After death, as long as the preservation environment is good, the hair will not rot for hundreds of years. I have seen a lot of this kind of hair in coffins, and it is usually separated from the skull of the tomb owner and rolled into balls.
Judging from the length, the lock of hair in the brocade box should be a woman's hair, but it's not absolutely true. Some people also had braids in the past.
Intuition tells me that this hair is not something interesting. It may be that of a woman named Xixima hundreds of years ago. According to Wu Shixun, I guess that this woman is the earliest prototype of the climbing god worshiped by the party members.
This thing was evil, so I immediately threw it into the fire.
The fierce fire burned his hair to ashes in an instant.
.......
Don’t do bad things, don’t be afraid of ghosts knocking on your door.
If you do something wrong, you are afraid of people knocking on your door!
After the accident, I was very worried and worried that someone would come looking for me, so I didn't dare to go back, so I stayed in a hotel.
Wu Shixun asked me for 20,000 yuan. He made clothes and bought bells. I thought there would be a witchcraft battle or something, but unexpectedly, he just covered the person with his clothes to death!
Another thing, before I left that night, I smelled the small bottle of wine that Uncle Ma Liang gave me. It did smell bad, but it stopped smelling after I left the old lady's house. It was strange.
At noon the day after the accident, the cell phone I had been guarding rang.
"How is it going?"
On the other end, Wu Shixun breathed a sigh of relief and said, "As you expected, the old woman has no relatives. The village arranged to take her directly to the crematorium and cremate her. Everyone believed that she died of gas poisoning, and no one thought otherwise."
I also breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That's good. Let's try to see each other as little as possible from now on. There is one more thing I want to ask you. If the old woman dies, does it mean that the Crawling God is dead?"
Wu Shixun on the other end was silent for a few seconds after hearing this, and then said: "Brother, you can't say that. This old woman, including the July climbers you mentioned to me before, they are just worshipers and worshipers of the climbers. Can you say that?"
Understand? This is like some kind of cult. Who knows if there are other people who believe in God, but...according to the fact that I have been lurking in the village for the past two or three months and observing secretly, there should be no one else."
"Brother, this is our secret. You can't tell anyone, otherwise I will be guilty of fucking murder!"
"Don't worry, I definitely won't say anything. I'm fucking involved too. If I say something, doesn't that mean I'm giving myself away?"
"Just understand. By the way, do you know that the old woman cursed you before she died last night?"
"What are you cursing me for?"
"That's a Dangxiang language. I don't understand it, but it's definitely not a good word. It's probably a curse that you'll be hit by a car when you go out, or drowned while swimming."
"Don't be afraid, the curse didn't succeed because you were wearing the cassock I made and the cassock blocked it for you."
After thinking for a while, I said: "There is something I haven't asked you all this time, that is, do you have any mental problems?"
"Hold the grass! What did you say? Do you think I am crazy or mentally ill?"
"I don't mean that, I'm just asking."
Wu Shixun said: "I did take medicine for a period of time in the past two years, but it was all forced by my family. I don't have any mental problems at all! If there are problems, how can I communicate with you normally?"
"Okay, I got it. I'm hanging up. I'll contact you if I need anything."
I threw away my phone and leaned on the chair to rub my temples, feeling very tired.
July crawled to death, and the old woman also died. Marjane's revenge was finally avenged, right? But why do I still feel uneasy in my heart?
I closed my eyes and started to recall the whole story in my mind, and ended up falling asleep thinking about it.
"Hello? Hello?!"
When I opened my eyes, I saw a person standing in front of me. It turned out to be the duck man Wang Yuanjie.
He was still the same, but he was standing behind the iron gate with handcuffs on his hands. He said with a smile: "Why are you so stupid? How could I lose to you in the first place? Use your little brain to think carefully.
What details did you miss?"
"Nonsense, you are just my defeated general! What qualifications do you have to teach me how to do things?"
"Oh, if it weren't for that damn old man, would you have been able to defeat me in the first place?"
He waved to me through the iron gate, with a smile on his face, and said coquettishly: "Brother, I'll wait for you inside."
