(Notice: Starting from today, the three watches will be changed to 8 am, 12 noon and 8 pm every day)

After hearing these words, Uncle Qi's hands began to tremble again, and I asked Kaohsiung if Azanbudan could sense whether Uncle Qi had yin qi on his body. Translated over, Azambudan shook his head, too, if there were, he would usually say it directly when we met just now. Obviously, the little boy's yin spirit is not attached to Uncle Qi at all times, if he drives, it sits in the back seat of the car, and if Uncle Qi leaves the car, it will be attached to his body and follow closely.

Back at the Qi family, Uncle Qi's mother-in-law was also at home, and it seemed that she was deliberately taking care of her daughter. When she saw us coming in, my mother-in-law asked Uncle Qi what we were doing. Uncle Qi said, "It's nothing, this is Mr. Feng Shui, come to see Feng Shui." Uncle Qi opened the bedroom door and saw that Qi's wife was still sitting on the bed, holding the urn, and there was a bad smell in the room, which was embarrassing and smelly. I have been staying in a nearby hotel for the past few days, and when I first arrived at Uncle Qi's house before, I didn't seem to have this smell, Uncle Qi hurriedly explained, saying that his wife was a little mentally disturbed, and she put all her urine and urine on the bed yesterday, so that's why it's like this.

This shocked me, I didn't expect the death of a child to be such a blow to the mother. I sympathized with the Qi family even more, so I asked Kaohsiung if he could avoid contact with the little boy's family as much as possible when he went to that village. The son is gone, and the wife is like this now, if Uncle Qi is arrested again, then the family will be completely ruined. Kaohsiung said: "It's not for us to have the final say, it depends on whether the imp agrees or not." ”

I had no choice but to take one step at a time. At night, Uncle Qi's mother-in-law had already gone into the bedroom to sleep with her daughter, and everyone else was in the living room, and Azam Budan turned out all the lights, and he recited the mantra for a few minutes, after which Kaohsiung told us that the little boy's yin spirit wanted Uncle Qi's child to bury him, so he would not give up. "Really?" Uncle Qi asked in surprise, still a little skeptical.

Azambudan said a few more words, which I barely understood as if they were saying "my hand" and "why don't you save me". Kaohsiung said: "This little boy said that he was not dead at that time, his eyes were open, and his right hand was still moving, but why didn't you save him." Hearing this, Uncle Qi knelt down at that time, tears flowed, and said I'm sorry for you, it's my fault. It seems that Uncle Qi and I still haven't told the truth, it is obvious that after he bumped into the little boy, it was not as he said, the little boy's eyes were closed and he didn't move, but his eyes were open, and his body reacted. Uncle Qi was afraid that he would not be able to explain if he was not rescued in the end, so he fled. This is even more unscrupulous for the perpetrators.

Uncle Qi cried and said, "I knew that this was the case, and when my eldest son died in ten or fourteen years, I would ......."

I said, "Don't make such unnecessary assumptions, there were no people in China who sold Thai amulets at that time, and you can't get any information about Thai monks." ”

"Bring your son's urn, you may need it then. After turning on the lights, Kaohsiung said to Uncle Qi.

Uncle Qi was a little embarrassed, his wife regarded the urn as the root of his life, how could he agree. I asked, "Does she cuddle up when she sleeps at night?" Uncle Qi nodded. I hurriedly said that it would be easy to buy an identical urn with some rice bran in it for the same weight, and then adjust the bag while she was asleep. Uncle Qi came to his senses and said Why didn't I think of this. Kaohsiung looked at me and said I didn't expect me to have a little brain.

The next morning, Uncle Qi drove out, found the etiquette company that held his son's funeral, bought the same box again, and bought some broken corn ballast at the grain and oil store. That night, Uncle Qi gently pulled out the urn while his wife was asleep, and in the living room, I helped him put the crushed corn ballast into it, and Kaohsiung held a box in each hand, feeling that the weight was almost the same, so Uncle Qi quietly put it back.

During the day, Uncle Qi drove a few of us off, he hadn't been here for more than ten years, and he barely found the village road according to his memory. Fortunately, this village has not been demolished and renovated, Uncle Qi said: "The village road is much wider, and the houses have changed, but it seems that the direction is right, it should be here, there is an alley on the right." Sure enough, there is a very narrow alley on the right-hand side, which is indeed relatively hidden. Park the car, after we got out of the car, Uncle Qi's hands were trembling, he barely steadied himself, and looked at the left, there were large areas of farmland and river ponds.

"I can't remember...... At that time, there were still trees on the left. "When we came to the mouth of the alley, several young men and women ran out talking and laughing, and I hurriedly went over to inquire and asked if there was a little boy of three or four years old who was hit by a car on the road in this alley 15 years ago. The young men and women looked at each other, shook their heads and walked away. I had to walk into the alley, the gate of the farmhouse on both sides is not spacious, but every family has a large courtyard, walked dozens of meters, and saw someone sitting at the table eating watermelon and chatting in the courtyard of a family, it was a middle-aged couple and a teenage boy.

I went over and knocked on the door, the big boy ran over to open the door, I entered the door and explained to the middle-aged couple, the couple looked at each other, the middle-aged man asked me, "What are you asking about this? What does it have to do with you?" I told the situation, the two threw the watermelons in their hands on the table, and the middle-aged woman asked, "The person who caused the accident is here?" I nodded and said that it was at the mouth of the alley, and asked her if she knew whose house it was.

The couple said they wanted to go and see, so I led them to the side of the road at the entrance of the alley, where Uncle Qi and Kaohsiung were standing outside the car smoking cigarettes, and Azanbudan was sitting in the car. The middle-aged man asked, "Who is the driver?" I pointed to Uncle Qi and said that he was, and he came here.

The middle-aged woman slowly walked up to him: "My son was killed by you?" I was shocked, and Uncle Qi was also stunned, and the cigarette in his hand fell to the ground.

"Speak, did you kill my son by driving a car?" the middle-aged woman said loudly. At this time, several villagers walked out of the alley, all looking this way.

Uncle Qi's voice trembled: "You are ......" The middle-aged woman pointed to the road on the north side of the alley, and said that just after New Year's Day in 92, a car knocked down a little boy in this place, and the car ran away, right. Uncle Qi's forehead was full of sweat, and he nodded again and again.

The middle-aged woman was probably afraid of admitting her mistake, and asked, "What kind of clothes did the little boy wear, can you still remember it?" I thought to myself, fifteen years have passed, can I still remember?

Uncle Qi said: "Dark blue, the top is full of small white dots of cotton jacket, and the bottom is-" Before he finished speaking, the middle-aged woman let out a scream like a beast, rushed up and grabbed Uncle Qi's neck with both hands, her eyes were wide open, her expression was very terrifying, and her mouth was wide open, as if she was going to swallow Uncle Qi alive. Kaohsiung and I hurriedly went over to pull, and the middle-aged woman also followed, and finally dragged the middle-aged woman away, Uncle Qi was pinched and coughed, holding the car door and bending over, almost not throwing up.