"Yes, yes, that's a collection of poets' poems!" Qi Lei said hurriedly.

"Then you sign and take the things back. ”

"Thank you, thank you!" Qi Lei nodded hurriedly and signed to receive the relics of Chen Da Poet.

Walking out of the police station, Zhang Guoning and Wang Yaoyan both breathed a long sigh of relief.

Zhang Guoning looked at Wang Yaoyan and said, "This time, you are lucky to save a lot of compensation." However, the fine for this security accident is still up to you!"

Wang Yaoyan nodded again and again: "Manager Zhang, there is no need to say this, I just ask you to do your activities, put the responsibility for the accident on the deceased, and I will pay some fines less." ”

Zhang Guoning snorted: "Of course I will be active, whether I can pay less fines depends on the meaning of the head office." ”

Qi Lei glared at Wang Yaoyan and asked, "What should I do with Chen Guangming's compensation?"

Wang Yaoyan grinned: "He has no name or surname, and he has no relatives to come, who do I pay for?

"Fart!" Qi Lei pointed at Wang Yaoyan and shouted: "Do you dare to say that people have no name, no surname, and no family? It's just that their relatives haven't been found yet! You give me the compensation money first and let me here, so that you don't have to pay the bills when the time comes! He was brought by me, and I am his relative!"

Wang Yaoyan sighed, nodded and said, "Okay, okay, I'll give you 10,000 yuan, and you won't be silent." I am the person in charge of the construction site, and I have responsibility; you are the one who leads the work, and you are also responsible! It's just that I am unlucky, and I have to bear more responsibility......

Qi Lei sneered: "Wang Yaoyan, 10,000 yuan wants to end a life?

Wang Yaoyan frowned: "I'll give fifteen thousand, the most." ”

"I don't care about the between the two of you. Zhang Guoning waved his hand, got in the car and ran.

Qi Lei did not let go of Wang Yaoyan and continued to ask for compensation.

Wang Yaoyan bargained, and finally promised to give 20,000 yuan, which was temporarily placed here by Qi Lei.

After the great poet was cremated, the matter came to an end.

Wang Yaoyan gave Qi Lei 20,000 yuan, and since then he has never had contact with Qi Lei.

Qi Lei learned from the pain, and when he took the workers to work, he was more cautious and paid attention to labor safety training.

Every night, Qi Lei would open the poetry collection of the great poet and read the poems word by word, hoping to find the identity information of the great poet between the lines. However, everything was in vain, Qi Lei memorized both poetry collections, and still didn't know what the great poet was called and where his hometown was.

In the poems of great poets, the words that appear most often are 'wings' and 'soul'.

Qi Lei recalled the scene of the great poet falling from the building countless times, and felt that he had found his soul, so he spread his wings and left.

And where is his soul? Qi Lei was very confused.

……

Just when Qi Lei was worried about the soul, Zhenhua was also anxious about the soul.

I don't know when the people of Dongwan Village will hear strange and desolate cries at night.

The cry was long and short, heavy and light, drifting with the wind, and it seemed to come from a group of villages, from the vicinity of Xiulian's graveyard!

The weird night crying began after the Mid-Autumn Festival, and it would appear every three or five days, intermittently, until October, and there was no sign of stopping.

The villagers were very scared and talked about it, saying that it was Xiulian's soul crying at night.

In this fearful mood, the villagers began to complain about Zhenhua and Qi Lei again, thinking that they had secretly buried Xiulian's ashes and brought ominous harm to the village.

Fear is spreading, and the villagers are afraid to walk alone at night, and close the door early every night.

The most courageous in Dongwan Village is Wang Xiang, a pig killer.

It is said that the pig killer slaughters big animals all year round, and the murderous aura on his body is very heavy, which can deter those lonely souls and wild ghosts.

So, the villagers encouraged Wang Xiang to check at night.

Wang Xiang really had the courage to take Zhenhua to inspect the river at night, but he didn't see anything.

Zhenhua is a party member and an atheist. He didn't believe it was Xiulian's soul crying, but he couldn't explain the strange night cry.

The villagers have already held a private meeting to discuss whether to dig up Xiulian's ashes and dispose of them separately.

When Zhenhua heard the news, he was anxious and hurriedly wrote to Qi Lei and asked him to come back and discuss.

When Qi Lei received Zhenhua's letter, he was also taken aback, handed over the construction site to Chen Daogang, and hurried back to Dongwan Village.

It was the day before the heavy snowfall, and there was still half a month before the winter solstice.

That night, Qi Lei had dinner at Zhenhua's house, and the two closed the door to discuss after the meal.

Qi Lei said: "To be honest, I would rather Xiulian really have a soul. Zhenhua, let's go to the river beach tonight and see what the hell is going on. If Xiulian has a spirit in the sky, she will definitely come to us. ”

Zhenhua shook his head: "I am a party member, a staunch atheist, and I don't believe that the cry has anything to do with Xiulian." Someone must be making trouble and deliberately creating panic!"

Qi Lei frowned and asked, "Have you heard the cry?"

"Of course I have heard it, and when the north wind blows, I hear it often. But the voice ...... It's not like a local accent. ”

"It's not a local accent, so it's still an alien ghost?" Okay, let's go ghost hunting tonight and see where she is sacred!"

"Actually, I'm very suspicious of a person, but there is no evidence. Zhenhua said hesitantly.

"Suspect whom?"

"Iron Bridge!" Zhenhua touched his chin and muttered, "I have heard the sound of night crying several times, and I think the sound is very similar to the iron bridge. But I asked Song Jiacai, but this kid firmly denied it. I also asked Tieqiao, but Tieqiao didn't say a word......"

Qi Lei was also deeply confused, and frowned: "If it is Tieqiao, then what is her motive? Why is she pretending to be a ghost to create panic?"

Zhenhua shook his head, indicating that he had no solution.

Qi Lei thought for a while and said, "No matter what, I'm going to go to the river beach tonight!"

Zhenhua shook his head: "It's useless, I went to check twice with Uncle Xiang, but I didn't see anything." ”

Qi Lei was very stubborn and pulled Zhenhua away.

The two took advantage of the moonlight to come to Xiulian's grave and sat down to smoke and chat.

Qi Lei talked about the great poet Chen again, and read a few poems of the great poet to Xiulian.

Zhenhua sighed: "It's a pity that a great poet is gone." Qi Lei, this is also the sin you have done, bent on making money, recruiting blind workers, and as a result, a talented poet died in a foreign land. ”

Qi Lei looked lonely, looked up to the sky and sighed: "You say that I have done evil, I admit it." Tutor Ma is right, when capital comes to the world, every pore is dirty and bloody...... If I want to make my business bigger, I need to accumulate capital, and I can't avoid these dirty methods. Of course, I'm not the owner of the black brick kiln, and I didn't force anyone to do it. They were all looking for relatives and friends, living on the streets penniless, and volunteering to come to me to do odd jobs. ”

Zhenhua was silent.

Qi Lei said: "When I have money in the future, I can also be a philanthropist to make up for my debt to these blind workers." ”