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Chapter 737: Chen Suying

On the third day after Su Jiu returned from x, he was in a teahouse in xj county.

"Last month, an old man died in our village. There were very few strange things. Master Su, you also know that when an old man dies in the countryside, the corpse will be left to keep a vigil for three days. Each group will keep a vigil with their own children. The conditions in the countryside are poor.

Just build a simple shed, put the dead person in the coffin, and put it in the shed, and then watch it for three days without cutting off the person or the paper money in the brazier without cutting off the fire."

The person who spoke was none other than Su Jiu's childhood friend and Liu Wenwu's uncle, Chen Suying. She had a crew cut and was very neat. There were already slight traces of time on her face. Some wrinkles could occasionally be seen in her brows. The hand holding the teacup was slightly

It seems a little rough.

Before that, Liu Wenwu introduced his uncle to Su Jiu and then left.

The person who called Su Jiu before was none other than Fa Xiao, Liu Wenwu.

A cup of hot tea, Chen Suying's brows furrowed deeply.

The tone was slightly frightened.

"I also know the meaning of keeping a vigil, which is to keep spiritual things close. An old man died in the village, and his family invited me to do some funeral work. I ordered them according to the rules and taught them how to do it, but this family

The child was not guarded well. It was fine on the first night of the wake. But on the second day, at night, something happened. I just heard someone shouting. When everyone left, everyone was so scared that they were all covered in cold sweat. His family didn't even think twice about going out.

While in the toilet."

"A cat jumped on the deceased. At this moment, the cat died. The deceased gasped loudly. After a while, the dead man came back to life. His children were scared away. Then the men in the village

, all the old people rushed away, and the only ones who didn’t go were the women and children.”

Su Jiu held the teacup in her hand and remained silent. She listened to herself talking with no expression on her face. Yes, Chen Suying is a Feng Shui master. To be more precise, he should be an earth master, an earth master in rural areas.

, belongs to the earth master who has just touched the realm of nourishing qi.

"When everyone arrived, the deceased had already stood up but was looking around like a fool. The men in the village were scared and didn't know what to do. At this time, an old man spoke. The old man said

Someone had a red cloth. Then a few people went home to get the red cloth. The old man found some young men and told you to put on the red cloth. Remember not to let his hands catch you."

"Master Su, you also know that I also know a little bit about Feng Shui. I know in my heart that if this old man catches him, he will not let go. After listening to the old man's words, we remembered them carefully and tied them with hemp ropes.

He cannot be tied up with anything else."

"After being tied up, he was still put in the coffin. I have dealt with ordinary things in the countryside. I knew in my heart that this was definitely not a corpse fraud, because the feeling the old man gave me was completely different from that of a corpse fraud. After a while,

The red cloth is here."

"The old man said that he can't see you if you put it on. Remember to be quick. Several strong men put on red cloth. They surrounded the deceased and stood there. They quietly surrounded him, but he didn't move."

"When he was surrounded, three of the five men rushed towards him and wanted to knock him down. Unexpectedly, he was not knocked down. But the deceased grabbed one man's arm. The man was shouting and they all jumped on him and knocked him down.

Get down and tie it up."

"The hemp rope is not strong but it is very effective. The deceased couldn't break it. However, the deceased's hand kept grabbing the man's arm..."

Chen Suying recalled and spoke, with a look of horror on her face from time to time.

Half an hour later.

Chen Suying stopped talking.

This is probably what happened. A few days ago, Chen Suying was doing some dirty work for someone. According to him, the transformation happened because of a black cat.

From Chen Suying's words, we learned that no accident occurred in the end, and the deceased was cremated in the end.

After Su Jiu listened, he paused and slowly spoke.

"Uncle Chen, since he has been cremated, there should be no problem, right?" Su Jiu asked slightly confused.

Hearing the words of the young man in front of him, the Master Su that his nephew had sworn to call, Chen Suying felt very troubled.

For those who are more prepared, I still don’t believe that this young man is a Feng Shui fortune teller.

Although Su Jiu was very famous in this area, the young man in front of him was really too young.

Chen Suying kept thinking in his mind, but of course, he did not say these thoughts out loud.

After listening to what Su Jiu said, he took out a newspaper from the leather bag next to him and handed it to Su Jiu.

Seeing Chen Suying's actions, Su Jiuying was stunned for a moment, then took the newspaper and started reading it.

"A 13-year-old boy died mysteriously wearing a red skirt and a scale tied to his feet and hanging from a roof beam."



At about noon on the 5th, 54-year-old migrant worker Kuang Jianjun rushed back from Hexi to Gaoshikan, Tianxing Village, Xj County, to give money to his son who was studying in a residential school. The front door and side door of the home were closed, but the back door, which was never opened, was closed.

Cover it up.

Entering through the back door, he was shocked by what he saw: his son was wearing a red floral skirt, his hands and feet were tightly tied with ropes, and there was a large weight hanging on his feet. His hands were hung on the roof beams.

die.

Boy dies mysteriously at home

Kuang Zhijun was the only son of Kuang Jilv, a student in Class 2, Grade 7, Dongquan Middle School. He was just thirteen years and thirteen years old when he died.

Yesterday, reporters rushed to the deceased's home after hearing the news. Kuang Zhijun's body was placed in the middle of the main room, covered with a red quilt. In addition to the main room, there were two side rooms and a kitchen room.

The back door is in the kitchen room. The child usually sleeps on the big bed in the main room downstairs. The beam next to the bed is actually the child's final resting place.

There were clothes and debris everywhere on the floor.

The children's used textbooks and homework books were scattered on the bed and table. Two packs of instant noodles, one of which I ate. Electronic watches, schoolbags, calculators, mobile phones, CDs and other children's belongings were left on the bed. There were also other things in the schoolbag.

Thirty-two dollars and fifty cents.

Kuang Jilu said that the police and forensic doctors had performed an autopsy on his son on the evening of the 5th. Therefore, the child was sewn with stitches from his head to his abdomen.

The reporter opened the red quilt and saw that Kuang Zhijun's body had a small hole in front of his forehead and minor trauma. There were deep strangulation marks on his thighs, hands, ribs, and the top of the bare feet. There were no other wounds.

The deceased was wearing a red dress.

Kuang Jilv told reporters that his mobile phone was broken a few days ago and he could not contact his son. At about 12 o'clock at noon on the 5th, he went home to deliver food money to his son. However, the main entrance and side door could not be opened.

Open it, he went around to the back door, which was ajar, and opened it with a slight push.

The house is in a mess, and the baby’s clothes are scattered everywhere. (To be continued.)

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