This work notebook is very old, just like the kind used in the workshop before, it is densely written in most of it, the handwriting is very sloppy, but it is still clear, I can understand it, in addition to the text, there are also a lot of photos in it, I briefly glanced at the content of the notes, and threw the notebook to Du Kang, "Little fatty, you look at it first, and then tell me when you finish reading." ”

"Me?" Du Kang pointed to his nose, "Sister Chu, what should I do if I can't read your professional's notebook?"

"What I don't understand, it's all vernacular, you look at it first, I have a headache when I see too many words. He pretended to rub his temples with his fingers, and looked at a stack of photos in his hand.

The photos are still black and white, most of the content is landscapes, only two of them have figures in them, but I don't know for what reason, the location of the photo is very far away, those figures are very blurry, and only a vague outline can be seen, like a group of people are digging something.

"Hey, why isn't there any?" Du Kang looked at the notebook, but just after reading five or six pages, he turned it over and found that the writing part in the middle of the notebook had been dug up, leaving only a circle of paper edges, and then white paper behind it.

"What's going on?" glanced at the notebook slightly, turned his head to look at Mrs. Du and asked coldly.

Mrs. Du had long expected Weiwei to react like this, her fingers held her glasses, and she explained unhurriedly, "This was already the case when I found this notebook, and I don't know who took the notebook inside." ”

"Really?" asked Du Kang what the rest of the content was.

"It's nothing, it's just that the names of people and the dates of birth and death, almost a hundred, and many of them have been marked with red pens on the back, you see. Du Kang pushed the notebook in front of Weiwei, looked down slightly, and sure enough, it was a personal name, the earliest date of birth was actually in the fifties of the last century, and there were indeed more than 100 people and nearly 200 people recorded.

Slightly fingered the notebook, looking at the dozen names marked with a red pen, and after reading for a long time, I didn't find any connection between them, neither the same surname nor the same sex, and the date of birth and death were not the same.

"It seems that the key content has been taken away, Xiaopang, bring all this, let's go and see what kind of feng shui bureau is deducted by the yin and soul of the child. After saying that, he got up and walked straight out.

Du Kang smiled at Mrs. Du, who looked a little embarrassed, and said that Weiwei was like this, saying that the wind is rain, not intentionally, listening to the slight urging outside, he responded and hurriedly followed.

"Sister Chu, let's do it here, what should Jiao Zhitong do over there? ”

"Well, you have a point. Jiao Zhitong said that he had no problem there, he could wait, and he would send two policemen to help, but Weiwei just wanted to refuse, but was stopped by Du Kang.

"Sister Chu, just let them come over, we are both flat-headed people, there are many things that are inconvenient, if the police come forward, it will be much easier. ”

"Oops," turned his head slightly to look at Du Kang, Du Kang, who looked at it from one glance to the next, felt furious in his heart, so he had to laugh with him, and knocked on Du Kang's head slightly and smiled, "I can't see it, you kid still has a little talent for being a dog-headed military advisor, that's okay, hey, then I'll trouble you, well, okay, I'll do it as soon as possible, okay..."

Weiwei hung up the phone with Jiao Zhitong, took Du Kang back to the village first, and found that Yang Kangle had woken up, but he looked tired and his face was pale, just now the barbecue stall Lao Wu also told him what happened, Yang Kangle still didn't believe it, but he touched the big pimple on his head, and he had to believe it, and now he was sitting on the edge of the grill waiting for Weiwei and them to come back.

Du Kang looked at Yang Kangle's appearance, and his heart was happy, "Hehe, let you be crazy, let you squeeze me!" But just think about it, the surface work still has to be done, walk up to Yang Kangle and ask him how he feels, it's better.

Yang Kangle touched the big bump on his head, nodded and said that there was nothing wrong with him, but he was a little dizzy and groggy, and looked at Weiwei on the side, pulled Du Kang away, and asked Weiwei, "Miss Chu, those were all true just now, there are really ghosts in this world?"

"Why can't there be?" smiled slightly, turned around and beckoned Du Kang to follow, and the two of them came to the ghost willow with a human face nodule, "You go and dig that tree nodule down." As he spoke, he handed Du Kang a dagger.

"Damn, Sister Chu, why don't you go by your own?" Du Kang looked at the dagger knife in Weiwei's hand, and then raised his head and looked at Weiwei pitifully, "Sister Chu, I don't want to be like that kid and hit the tree with my head." ”

"If you want to go, you will go, what so much nonsense!" raised his hand slightly to give Du Kang a burst.

Frightened, Du Kang hurriedly snatched the dagger and covered his head with his left hand, "It's better for me to hit the tree with my head if I am knocked by you." ”

After speaking, Du Kang turned to look at the Yin Soul Willow in front of him, and put on a heroic appearance, with a bitter hatred on his face, and he wanted to smile slightly.

"The wind is sluggish and the water is cold, and the strong man will never return once he is gone, Sister Chu, I will go!"

"Hurry up!" Flattened his mouth slightly, forced himself not to laugh, and watched Du Kang, a living treasure, carefully lean up to the Yin Soul Willow, and pushed aside the wicker blocking the front with one hand, and saw the human head tree nodule, and stabbed it with a dagger knife.

"Poof!"

The dagger knife was halfway into the tree by Du Kang, and when it was pulled out, a thick and fishy scarlet liquid came out like a water spray gun, hitting Du Kang's face.

"I'll it!" Du Kang felt a heat on his face, and subconsciously wiped it with his hand, and suddenly his face and hands were full of that kind of viscous liquid, and it was extremely smelly, and he walked through his five senses, this smell choked people's brains, and Du Kang threw up while holding on to the trunk.

"I really can't help you, give. Weiwei stuffed Du Kang with a handful of dried mugwort leaves, let him spit it out, raised his hand and slapped a bag of realgar powder on the tree nodule, only to hear a sizzling sound, and a terrible howl like a ghost crying, the tree tumor quickly dried up, from the original watermelon size to an apple, dry ball, falling to the ground and rolling around.

Du Kang, who was almost vomiting, looked at the nodules that rolled to his feet, raised his eyebrows, jumped up, pointed his fingers and yelled slightly, "It's so easy to get it, you still let me dig it, don't you want to play with me?!"

"Stop me for a moment. He walked over slightly and looked at Du Kang's head is a hairy chestnut, and shouted at Du Kang, who was holding a bag of tears around his eyes with his hands on his head, "You don't need money for realgar powder, that pack is hundreds, besides, I'm asking you to dig it out, dig it out, don't you understand it, who let you take a knife to pierce it, okay, okay, look at your appearance, as if I bullied you, oh, this is for you, wipe it yourself." ”

Du Kang took a handkerchief handed over slightly, wiped the things on his face indiscriminately, and put it into his pocket, and picked up the wrinkled tree nodules on the ground that were similar to oranges, and it felt quite heavy to the touch, and the skin did not look like wood to the touch, but really soft like human skin...