Anyway, we won't be able to leave for a while these days, so we'd better take it here with peace of mind. We are still worried about finding a place to stay, and now the police comrades have made arrangements for us.
When we arrived at the village chief’s house, I was originally worried that the villagers would be afraid of us living in their house. After all, such a tragic case had just happened, and people were in panic. We were still arrested by the police, but now we can
We are not ordinary tourists, we are now criminal suspects.
But to my surprise, what I expected didn't happen. The village chief was very calm when he saw us, and he received us very warmly.
"Village Chief, thank you. We have to disturb you in your home these days. Mainly because you think we were unlucky enough to happen to pass by here, and a murder occurred. What a coincidence, we were there that night.
I knocked on someone’s door. The police haven’t investigated clearly yet, and we are still one of the suspects’ targets.”
"Oh, it's unlucky for you guys to encounter this incident. Everyone knows what happened in their family. It's definitely not the person you killed. If you have any interactions with their family, it's all done by people in your own family.
." This village chief said a meaningful sentence.
I feel like there is something in what the village chief said, as if something happened to their family, and it’s an inside story that we don’t know.
"What does this mean? Is there something going on at home?"
"There are fights all day long in their house. You don't know how hard this man beat his wife. She seems to be mentally ill. So we would have gone over to try to persuade him, but he went crazy. But
He ignored everything and beat us all together, so no one dared to go there from then on."
"Then this man is committing domestic violence, and his wife won't resist? Is it possible that she has to endure this all the time?"
"Women are also pitiful. There is no one left in the natal family. How can women resist? We rural people are different from you city people. We have no ability and can only endure it. My own man has no choice. He died this time.
, and the death was so tragic, everyone in our village speculated that it was her man who did it. We always thought that this guy had something wrong with his brain, and this woman has always been sick and spent money every day. I just can't stand it.
Only then will the killer be killed."
"Oh, you mean, the murderer is probably her husband."
"That's not what I meant. It's just a guess. Young man, don't talk nonsense to the outside world. We can't just talk about this matter to the outside world."
"Okay, okay, I understand. We understand the village chief. Everything still has to wait for our police to investigate and find out the truth."
But now I have a bold guess. The murderer may not be someone else. The husband of the dead woman was unusually calm when we were sitting in the same police car that day. At that time, I felt that something was wrong with this man, but I
At that time, I thought that maybe I was overly sad and had such an abnormal reaction. It is understandable if I think so. But when the village chief said this, and the man's cold expression overlapped with that violent face, I think
When I think about it, I think such people are really scary.
However, this kind of murder case has nothing to do with us. It’s useless for me to worry about it here. Everything needs to be investigated. I’m just waiting for when we are removed from the suspect list by the police comrades, and we will
When can we continue walking?
I thought nothing was going on, so I just waited with peace of mind. After I went out for a walk in the village, I came to a small river and saw a relatively simple and simple house with three bricks and tiles.
It is very different from the small Western-style houses in these villages. There is not even a courtyard wall, only a circle of fences. It has been a long time since I saw a yard with only fences.
I stopped outside for a long time, looking at the vegetables in the yard, as well as the chickens, ducks, cats and dogs. I stood outside, and the dogs barked at me. I felt that it was a bit awkward to stand like this in front of someone's house.
It was not appropriate, so I quickly wanted to turn around and leave, but when I turned around to leave, a face that surprised me came towards me.
That was the soul I saw that night, and the old man at the scene of the murder this morning. This time I was still not sure whether the old man was a soul. When he walked past me, he didn't look.
Instead, I walked past me indifferently, but this time I didn't hesitate.
I grabbed his arm because I wanted to see if she was a human or a ghost. If she was a human, I could definitely grab his body. If she was a ghost, then the action I just made would definitely have no effect on him.
It had no effect. But the moment I reached out and grabbed her, I felt her real body and its real temperature.
"Huh? It's you." The old man turned around and looked at me doubtfully, but then looked at me with a clear expression.
"You know me."
"Didn't you see me last night? You were the first person who could see me. What's wrong? Is there something wrong with you?"
"Well, I saw you that night, but I can see the soul, but you did pass through my body that day. I can be completely sure that you were not alone that day, but now I can catch you
You are a real person now, so I am very surprised and very confused."
"Hahaha, that's it. Even if you saw me, there were no flowers in your eyes. I was my soul that day, but the me you see today is also the real me. I am a living person.
A real person, I went out to do errands that day. You happened to see me. Did it scare you? I didn’t mean it. I wanted to ignore you, but you looked at me like that that day.
, I couldn't hold it back and looked back at you, I was still wondering if this person could see me."
"Yes, I was really scared that day, especially your look. That look really made me break out in a cold sweat."
"I thought I had seen it wrong, so I left quickly. But when I saw you again this morning, you also saw me, right? I knew you really saw me yesterday.
It’s about tonight.”
"Uncle, what kind of god are you? I don't think you are a bad person, but I also saw that woman yesterday. What did you go to their house for? I saw you dragging her covered in blood from his house.
After she came out, the woman was found dead the next day in the same scene as that night, so I want to know what did you do at their house last night?"
"I actually have a special profession. People in my family have been in this profession for generations, but other people may not understand my profession. Just like what you saw me that day, what I was dragging was
A woman's soul, I am a soul catcher."
This old man said that he was a ghost catcher. I was really surprised. I had never heard of the ghost catcher, so I became very interested in it.
"What does soul catcher mean? Sir, I haven't heard of it yet. If it's convenient, you can explain it to me."
"Soul catchers, literally, capture the souls of dead people, and then let them reincarnate, which can be regarded as guiding them. We seem to be very mysterious. Many people don't know our existence. They only know
The black and white in the Kobe story are impermanent, but they don’t know the existence of our profession.”
"But you are a living person, how can you catch ghosts? Isn't Black and White Wichang also a dead person, who became a ghost hunter after becoming a fool?"
"I'm not dead, but my soul can escape. Isn't this a simple thing?"