Lu Wuchuan looked at Luo Shanbao and said nothing. Jiang Muyang raised the corners of his lips: "Old man Luo, you can't say that. Good people and bad people don't write on their faces."
"Old man, I have lived for more than eighty years. To put it bluntly, I am no younger than your grandfather. I can't even see people clearly!" Luo Shanbao tapped his crutch on the ground. "Ask Nariko, how did he go down the mountain that day?
He had a sprained foot, so who sent him home and collected herbs for him to apply."
Luo Shanbao came with him, a dark-faced man in his forties with an honest look. He nodded repeatedly when he heard his words: "I was helping the archaeological team a while ago. I was in a hurry to go home that day and stepped on a rock and sprained my foot. It was Xiao Yang.
Brother sent me back. Don't tell me, his medicine is very effective, and my foot was healed in two days. Brother Xiao Yang is a good man. He also helped my family carry water and chop wood. He even refused to eat after finishing the work.
Eat and leave."
"Yes, I just said how could such a child kill someone." Luo Shanbao took over the conversation, "The older generation all said that good luck grows in bamboo and bad luck grows in trees. It seems that this is true. The archaeological team cut down the tree.
People will die if their feng shui is broken or evil spirits are committed. Go and ask, did the two people who died cut down trees?"
"Also, things have not been peaceful in the village recently. First, Cheng Zi sprained his foot, and then several people who went to help got sick. At the beginning, I said we couldn't dig it, we couldn't dig it, but now I know, this tomb really needs to be dug again.
, something must happen."
The old man kept talking for a long time. When he stopped, Lu Wuchuan slowly spoke: "Don't worry, nothing will happen again."
"Don't dig anymore?" Luo Shanbao's old yellow eyes were shining brightly.
Lu Wuchuan's thin lips parted slightly: "Have you not noticed that we haven't left yet? We are staying here to protect the archaeological team and continue their excavations."
"Nonsense!" Luo Shanbao's eyes widened, "Only a few of you can fight against that evil spirit!"
Yan Yishuai raised his chin towards Chengzi: "You go out first, we have something to discuss with Mr. Luo."
When Chengzi saw Luo Shanbao, he hesitated and left an old man alone. He was really a little worried.
Luo Shanbao waved his hand and motioned for him to go out first.
After they left, Yan Yishuai raised his eyebrows and said, "You still don't believe it, my ancestors specialized in feng shui to eliminate evil spirits. Do you know why I became a policeman?"
Without waiting for others to answer, he continued: "My ancestors were all about punishing evil and promoting good, and keeping people safe. But when my generation doesn't like that, and the monsters and ghosts can't catch it, then I just catch the bad guys, so I
Be a policeman!"
What he said was so serious that Lu Dongming looked out mysteriously, came closer to Luo Shanbao, lowered his voice and asked: "Under our criminal police detachment, we have a team, a team two, and a special case team. Do you know why we don't call them team three?"
Team, instead of calling it the Special Case Team?"
The old man shook his head in confusion.
Lu Dongming deliberately said in a false voice: "It is a team that specializes in handling special cases. Do you know what a special case is?"
Luo Shanbao continued to shake his head.
"It's the kind of case that's very suspenseful." Lu Dongming looked up and looked outside again, "This strange death, whether it was done by Yang Anning or not, there must be a hidden secret behind it. We stay here to eliminate this hidden danger.
I want to protect the tranquility of the mountain village. I just told you about this, and you must never spread it outside."
Luo Shanbao looked at the people in the room suspiciously. Although these people were all policemen, the oldest one was only in her early thirties. The little girl looked even more childish. She looked younger than her family who just graduated from junior high school and went to town.
The working great-grandson is not much older. He really doesn't believe that they can suppress evil spirits.
Lu Wuchuan hugged his shoulders and said calmly: "Mr. Luo, even if you don't come today, I plan to talk to you. You are the longest-standing person in Kaoshan Village, but you didn't know there was a tomb here before. Who knows?
I can't tell if the owner of this tomb is related to you. Now the excavation of the tomb has begun. If it stops, the archaeological team will do whatever they want. It will have no impact on them at all, but you can't move the whole village away.
If we don’t figure things out, then what happens…”
He didn't say any more in the second half of the sentence, which made it even more fascinating. Luo Shanbao's wrinkled old face became a little darker. He thought for a moment and asked: "What Captain Lu means is that this tomb must continue."
dig?"
Lu Wuchuan nodded: "Whether it is man-made or evil, we can only tell if we open the tomb."
Luo Shanbao's brows wrinkled again and again, and he hesitated for a long time before saying: "Captain Lu, although I'm old, I'm not old and confused yet. As you just said, you and the archaeological team can leave at any time. Damn it."
We can’t leave the mountain village. If something happens then, it won’t be us who are unlucky.”
Seeing that Old Man Luo's attitude was a little relaxed, Lu Wuchuan said seriously: "Whether it's a human or a ghost, we have ways to deal with it. The key now is that you always control the people in the village. As long as they don't cause trouble, nothing will happen."
"Although I am senior in Kaoshan Village, I can't do anything alone. I can only try my best to control the juniors, but those old brothers may not all listen to me." Luo Shanbao paused.
He remembered something again and said, "Also, people in our village can no longer go to the mountains to help, no matter how much money they give."
"You don't have to worry about this. The archaeological team will bring people here by themselves." Jiang Muyang said, "As long as you don't stop and cause trouble, they will do their thing and you can live your life without disturbing the river."
Luo Shanbao was about to get suspicious: "Let's talk ugly things first. If something happens in the village, you have to stop the archaeological team immediately."
"You can't blame everything on this!" Lu Dongming tried his best to restrain himself from rolling his eyes at the old man, "I don't believe that before the archaeological team came, your village was in peace and prosperity, and nothing happened."
"How are you talking?" Yan Yishuai scolded, and then put on a smiling face, "The old man is a reasonable person, and it is impossible to blame everything on the archaeological team. Right, Mr. Luo?"
A big hat was placed on the old man's head until he could say nothing more, and he left angrily, forgetting to mention interceding for Yang Anning again.
Duanmo had been holding back his laughter until he was almost hurt internally. As soon as the others went out, he relaxed and said angrily: "That's enough for you. I came here to beg for mercy, but you deceived an old man like this. Doesn't your conscience hurt?
?”
"What is conscience? Can it be eaten? Should it be fried or stewed?" Lu Dongming asked three questions disapprovingly.
"Okay, stop making trouble." Lu Wuchuan knocked on the table, "Inform Qi Xiangzhou that the people he has found in advance can come over."