Upon hearing this, Qin Fan frowned and asked, "Is there anything else?"
Chen Yingying suddenly leaned towards Qin Fan, leaned forward and whispered: "Later, the child's father felt something was wrong, so he hired someone special to open the coffin and conduct an autopsy."
Seeing Chen Yingying's expression change, Qin Fan couldn't help but ask: "What did you find out later?"
"No," Chen Yingying shook her head and said, "The child is gone."
"What?"
"The child is missing?"
Qin Fan was startled. He shook his head and said in surprise: "Why is the child missing?"
"Yes," Chen Yingying nodded and said, "The whole village was shocked at that time. Later, we searched all around the village and couldn't find it."
Qin Fan didn't say anything when he heard it. It was okay if Chen Yingying didn't say it. But when she said it, it felt really weird.
If this is tomb robbing or something like that, usually only money, antiques and the like are stolen. This shouldn't even involve the child's body.
At this time, the mournful music sounded again. Chen Yingying looked up at Qin Fan and said: Okay, Xiaofei, let's go.
Qin Fan nodded and said to leave, and then the two of them went to Chen Dawei's house.
After dinner, Qin Fan chatted with Chen Dawei for a while, and then he got up and went out to school.
After coming out, it was already dark, and the mournful music had stopped. Qin Fan suddenly stopped while walking.
When he thought of what Chen Yingying said just now, Qin Fan really wanted to see the funeral for his child.
Qin Fan immediately turned around, looking for the sound just now, and walked towards the west end of the village.
Usually at this time, there are still people outside the village.
But maybe because of the funeral for the child today, there was no one outside at this point.
However, Qin Fan can also understand that if older people are old, sick, or die, there will definitely be a lot of people celebrating the third anniversary.
But the child died in such a strange way, and the body was lost, so everyone may think that whoever died is unlucky.
The mountain wind blew by, making him numb and still a little cold. Qin Fan wrapped his clothes tightly and turned a corner.
Sure enough, he saw a shed set up in front of a family's house, with some light inside.
Qin Fan looked at the middle of the shed and saw a photo of a child on the incense table.
When he saw the child, Qin Fan immediately shook his head and sighed. The child was indeed as good-looking as Chen Yingying said. He had thick eyebrows, big eyes, and was very cute.
But to be honest, in addition to a few musicians, there are also a few people busy here, which makes it look a bit weird here.
Qin Fan really felt as if he was having a funeral.
After standing in the dark for a while, he thought for a moment and then walked over. Qin Fan burned some paper money in a charcoal basin and put three sticks of incense on it.
He thought that no matter what happened, the child died innocently, so there was nothing wrong with offering incense to the child.
At this time, the child's family members saw that someone had finally come to offer incense. Immediately, the family members hurriedly stepped forward and bowed, and Qin Fan nodded in response.
But when Qin Fan saw the child's father, he frowned suddenly.
Qin Fan looked at the other person's face. This guy's face was a bit fierce, and he also had few virtue lines. It was obvious that this guy was not very bad.
But I guess I must have done some bad things before.
Moreover, this child has some black air on his head, which means he is going to be unlucky recently.
This guy's name is Lin Shou, and he does business in the county. In the past few years, real estate speculation in China was booming. Many real estate speculators bought houses all over the country, even in places like this.
So he was doing quite well in real estate. Three years ago, his daughter died suddenly, and his wife went crazy because of it.
From then on, his luck came to an end.
In the past three years, he had to pay whatever he did, and he spent almost all the money he earned before, and he would get sick every once in a while.
So Lin Shou now feels that life is worse than death. He thinks that after finishing his daughter's third anniversary, he might as well die.
But even now that Qin Fan discovered it, he couldn't say anything.
After all, he had just arrived here and hadn't figured out what was going on. If he took a cross-section of someone at will, if word got out, it would definitely alert others.
Qin Fan immediately stared at the other person for a while.
He then said: "My condolences, brother, you should pay more attention to your health recently."
At this time, Lin Shou was very grateful to Qin Fan.
After all, this boy came over to burn paper for his daughter in this village.
Lin Shou immediately nodded and said, "Thank you, little brother, but I'm afraid my body will be finished soon."
When Qin Fan heard what the other party meant, he guessed that this guy couldn't think about it for a while.
Qin Fan immediately comforted him, and after a while, Chen Shou felt a little better.
At this time, Chen Shou stood up and patted Qin Fan on the shoulder and said he understood.
Qin Fan also reached out and patted the opponent's shoulder, and at the same time he injected some spiritual energy into the opponent's body.
Only then did Qin Fan see that the black air on the other party's head was gradually fading away.
However, the spiritual energy he injects will not directly break through the black energy on the opponent's head. At most, it can only delay it.
Before leaving, Qin Fan said: "I am the supporting teacher in our village. If you have nothing to do in the future, just come over and have a chat. Maybe I will be of some help to you."
That's all he can do now.
If this guy can find him in time, he might be able to save him, but if he doesn't, then there's nothing he can do.
Lin Shou nodded and said, "Okay little brother, I understand."
Qin Fan nodded and said yes, then Qin Fan turned around and left.
After returning to school, he meditated cross-legged on the hard bed. After an hour, Qin Fan fell asleep.
Early the next morning.
Qin Fan got up early and after exercising, he called Song Bingwen.
Song Bingwen had just led his soldiers to complete a five-kilometer cross-country run. He must have been happy when he received Qin Fan's call.
Since Qin Fan went there, Song Bingwen would not usually fight him, but Qin Fan would fight him.
"How are you, brother? Did you find anything?" Song Bingwen asked with a smile.
Upon hearing this, Qin Fan shook his head happily and said with a smile: "I haven't found anything concrete yet, but I do find this village is somewhat interesting."
Song Bingwen groaned and asked with a smile: "Tell me more specifically?"
Qin Fan then gave the other party a brief introduction. He focused on the child's death three years ago and the subsequent disappearance of the body in the coffin.
After hearing this, Song Bingwen nodded thoughtfully and said, "Brother, what you said is really evil. How could this perfectly good corpse disappear?"
Qin Fan said humbly: "Yes, but I think we can make a breakthrough regarding this matter. Maybe we will make some discoveries."
When Song Bingwen heard what Qin Fan said, he naturally knew what Qin Fan meant.
Suddenly Song Bingwen nodded and said: "Well, good brother, you can do whatever you want, but please pay attention to your safety there."