When I entered the room, closed the door and drew the curtains, I took out the crockpot that was holding on my side and placed it on the table. Azambudan told us that there was a lot of resentment in the crockpot, and that it was the yin spirits of two little boys, who were supposed to be twins. Mr. Zhu and I both covered our noses and looked inside through the light, and saw that the crockpot was not the flesh and bones I imagined, but just some powder mixed with various colors. There are whites, blacks, grays, yellows, and reds, like a mixture of oats, black grain, wheat, corn, and red beans. Moreover, it is better to say that it is a powder than a flour flake, which is a bit like that kind of instant cereal. To say that these things are grains, how can they have such a bad smell?

I asked, "What does this smell like?" and Kaohsiung shook his head. Azanbudan took out the binling card he used to cast spells on Xiaohui before, threw it into the crockpot, and then placed it on the concrete floor, he sat down cross-legged and continued to start blessings. I immediately went to turn off the lights, and the earth dog outside barked endlessly, and the farmhouse owner and his son scolded and beat him, and the earth dog whined in a low voice, and seemed to be quite aggrieved.

After another ten minutes or so, Azanbudan stood up and placed the crockpot on the table. "The twin boys have also been imprisoned by some kind of witchcraft for about a few years," he told us. I have to bless them for a few days in a row to lift the confinement, and then bless their yin spirits to calm their grievances. However, this kind of witchcraft is also very special, and it should be related to the old woman just now, I hope you can inquire about it. ”

Kaohsiung snorted her teeth: "I'm afraid the old lady won't cooperate, everyone in the village knows that she is a witch, and when she said that she had lost a pair of twins in the village, the villagers went to ask her, but of course the old lady won't admit it, and she won't admit it if she did it! Even if we have Azan who cultivates the Fa now, there is evidence, and at her age, she can neither beat nor scold." ”

Mr. Zhu couldn't understand our Thai and was so anxious that I translated it to him, and Mr. Zhu asked, "Do you want to call the police?" There must be human bones or something in this crockpot, and it can come out as soon as the test is tested!" Kaohsiung disagreed, saying that Master Azan would take it back to Thailand and continue to bless it, so that their yin spirits could be released from confinement.

"Why?" Mr. Zhu suddenly became angry, "That old lady is obviously a wizard, maybe she killed the twin boys who were lost in the village back then! Later, she killed my daughter Xiaohui, she is the culprit! If you don't call the police to arrest her, how can my daughter and the lost child get justice?"

Kaohsiung sneered: "Have you ever thought about this, can a person of the age of an old lady be in prison or sentenced? Even if it is found out that she killed people with witchcraft, let alone the death penalty, it is estimated that in China there is no need to even sit in prison, you can only wait for death outside, which is no different from being at large." But the police had to take the crockpot away, which contained the ghosts of the twin boys. If it becomes the physical evidence of the police and will be sealed in the future, the little boy will never be blessed, let alone reincarnated. No matter how they were killed in the first place, they were already miserable, and if we messed them up and couldn't survive, wouldn't it be even worse?"

Hearing this, Mr. Zhu thought for a long time: "I don't understand this, I don't understand this, it seems that people really have souls after death, and they can really live again? ”

I said, "You can't be so selfish, you know how difficult it is to be a human being once? You can't be an animal for several lifetimes! Even if you can't be a human being, being a cat, a dog, a cow or a sheep is much better than being a lonely ghost in hell, how pitiful are those two little boys? Somehow disappeared, and they are still in a daze in the underworld imprisoned by witchcraft." ”

Mr. Zhu was silent for a moment and said, "Then let these two little boys lose their lives in vain, and let my daughter Xiaohui suffer these white eyes and discrimination in vain, so that my family will lose so much money in vain? That old lady is so at large?"

"If this wizard is 70 years old this year, and everyone calls the police, at least he can go to jail, but the old lady is over 80 years old and can't go to jail according to Chinese law, isn't that the same as not calling the police?

Mr. Zhu squatted on the ground, pulled his hair vigorously with both hands, and said hatefully: "Damn old witch, I have to scold her, let her live without peace! We have already got the souls of the twin little boys, we have to let her know who we are!" I said that there is no need, if you don't choose to call the police, let the villagers know about this matter, wouldn't it be the same as calling the police, there will definitely be villagers to spread it, and then those families who have disappeared will have to go to the police.

But Mr. Zhu couldn't swallow this bad breath, so he had to go. Kaohsiung asked me to follow him, trying not to alarm the neighbors, so as not to waste my efforts. Azanbudan wants to bring the crockpot back, firstly, to release the witchcraft confinement of the twin yin spirits, and secondly, to increase his own mana, so don't make any extraneous branches, and by the way, go to see if the old lady is injured, and even search her dilapidated houses to see if there are any suspicious things. I nodded, and was just about to take Mr. Zhu out, when I heard someone shouting in the yard: "My mother, it's on fire!"

A few of us hurriedly ran over, the owner of the farmhouse shouted as he ran, and people from the village came out one after another, until they ran to the east end of the village, and I was surprised to see that several rooms were burning badly, and even the firewood and straw stacks next to them were also burning, which was the house of the old witch.

"Isn't this the old witch's house?" said the villagers, and someone hurriedly went to the nearest villager's house to wake up and brought a large bucket and a small basin of water to pour water over to extinguish the fire. The fire in this house is not small, it is full of combustibles, what rags, old baskets of dry firewood, plus it has not rained these days, the air is dry and hot, and the fire is getting stronger and stronger. There is no fire hose, and it is all up to the villagers to splash water bucket by bucket, which is of little significance.

The villagers tossed for half an hour, and the fire was finally brought under control. Someone over there has already gone to the village director and called the township, but how can the township have a fire force, only in the county seat, but far from the water can not solve the near fire, and it takes two hours to drive from the county seat to here. The people in the village could only rely on the most primitive methods to extinguish the fire, and when the fire truck came, the fire was almost extinguished, and everyone went in to search. There was no one else in this house, just the old lady, who was finally found in a certain room, and her whole body was burned with all her clothes, and her body was burned to charcoal.