This frightened Pan Tsai again, and he said, "You mean digging up the grave to get the skull?"

Kaohsiung asked rhetorically: "Do you want to pick up the heads of living people in their house?" Pan Zai's face turned pale, and he hurriedly waved his hand and said he didn't dare, Kaohsiung said that he didn't let you do it, I would take care of it. Pan Zai's face showed his face and he didn't want to say anything. Kaohsiung was anxious, grabbed him by the collar and said, If you don't do it, the head drop on my body will become more and more serious, and sooner or later I will die, which means that you want to kill me.

"When am I going to kill you?" Pan Zai's hands were shaking. Kaohsiung smiled and said Then you just do what I say, don't be afraid, I'll inquire now.

Back at the borrowed villager's house, Kaohsiung took out his wallet, which still contained a lot of banknotes, and asked the villagers to go to the nearby market to buy new clothes, more formal, preferably a long-sleeved light-colored shirt and black slacks, and a cheap crossbody bag, notepad and two pens, red and black. The next day, the villagers went to the market in the morning to buy and buy things back, and Kaohsiung changed them, and the long sleeves covered the various tattoos on his arms, making them look more gentle.

Kaohsiung carried a bag on his back and searched around the neighboring village, saying that he was a volunteer from a major hospital in Malaysia, and had come to Taiwan to investigate the deaths of Asian people. Although these villages are economically backward and remote, the villagers are quite vigilant and ask Kaohsiung for documents. Because it was a tourist certificate, it had long expired, so he had to take out his passport, and the villagers were not strong in discernment, so they believed it after seeing it.

After three or four days of searching, Kaohsiung's bleeding symptoms became more and more serious, sometimes with nosebleeds in broad daylight, and his hands would often tremble, making the villagers suspect that he was addicted to drugs, which greatly hindered the development of Kaohsiung's "search" work. Later, he simply pretended to be a leukemia patient, claiming that he was a patient at a hospital in Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia, and wanted to do more good things for the society in his lifetime, and acted as a volunteer to come to Taiwan to investigate the cause of death of residents.

Now the villagers all believed, he inquired and recorded, basically every two or three villages have a shared cemetery, Kaohsiung searched for less than ten days, made hundreds of records, but also recorded the name of the village, the direction, the location and the direction of the cemetery, but also marked the nearby geographic information. That night, he showed Pan Tsai the notebook and said: "I have recorded more than 120 records in total, of which 16 are accidental deaths, some are car accidents, some are killed, some hang themselves, some fall into the pond, and some pregnant women die in childbirth, all of which are marked with a red pen." ”

Pan Tsai didn't even look at it, so he said: "Is there really a pregnant woman who died of dystocia?" Kaohsiung said of course there is, this is. Pan Tsai looked at the record carefully, it was a village more than ten miles away from here, and a pregnant woman surnamed Chen died in the township clinic because the fetus was too wide on the shoulders during childbirth. He looked at the others, and finally told Kaohsiung that if the effect was to be good, this pregnant woman and this middle-aged man who was killed by his fellow villagers because of a quarrel were the most suitable.

Kaohsiung said, "Then choose one of them, and I'll dig the grave!" Scared Pan Zai's face turned pale, saying Are you really going to dig up the grave? Kaohsiung said nonsense, otherwise what I've been doing these days, you think it's sightseeing. Pan Zai's hands trembled more than Kaohsiung, and under his questioning, Pan Zai had no choice but to say that it was best to say that it was the middle-aged man who was killed. For male practitioners, it is also advisable to use the tools of the Dharma Ritual to be male corpses.

With the goal already set, Takao began to do a detailed investigation, he took dry rations, and set off for the village in the evening, resting in the woods near the cemetery, holding a notebook and pretending to take notes. Even if a villager who occasionally asks about it, he still says that he is sorting out the survey he has done during the day, and no one doubts it. After dark, Kaohsiung went into the cemetery, searched the cemetery one by one according to the name and time of death in the record, and finally found the grave of the middle-aged man who was killed. Judging from the name of the tomb owner and the time when the monument was erected, it is correct.

He did not bring a shovel or other tools, but stayed far away in the woods to the north of the cemetery, quietly watching the movement around the cemetery. For three or four days in a row, every night he kept watch from night to early morning, about four or five hours. Kaohsiung found that no one passed by here between 11 p.m. and 3 a.m., indicating that it was safe to get started. On the fifth day, he was about to start acting, Pan Zai began to disagree, let Kaohsiung do it himself, he said viciously: "I don't beat you or scold you, but you are a cultivator, you should know what the gods and ghosts say, if you don't go, it is impossible for me to dig up the grave and backfill it in four hours by myself, then there is no way to take the skull, and if it drags on for a long time, it will be discovered by the villagers, then it will be all over, and there will be no such opportunity in the future." I can't untie the head in me, I will die, I don't know if the person who dies in the middle of the head is considered a horizontal death, and how big the resentment is. In short, I won't let you go if I become a ghost, and when the time comes, it will depend on whether your magic is powerful, or whether I, a powerful ghost, is more domineering!"

Although Kaohsiung was just scared, Pan Zai was still scared, he reluctantly agreed to follow, but his absolute safety must be guaranteed, Kaohsiung patted his chest and said Wrap it up on me. Each of them had a shovel in their hand, and at about nine o'clock in the evening they quietly went out of the village, walked through the paths and the woods, and came to the vicinity of the cemetery of the village.

Pan Tsai recited the mantra before digging, and told Kaohsiung that he could sense the deceased's resentment, which was not too big. Kaohsiung hurriedly asked: "Could it be that I made a mistake?" But the words and time engraved on the tombstone are correct!"

"Judging from the offerings in front of the tombstone, the owner of the tomb should have been worshiped by his family regularly," Pan said, "and he has been dead for five or six years, and the resentment may be getting smaller and smaller." Kaohsiung asked what to do, whether it would be useful to take such a skull back. Pan Zai said that he can use the various yin spells he has mastered to imprison and bless the yin spirits, which can play a role in attracting spirits, and the worship can reduce resentment, and the yin spells can also increase resentment, which is not a problem.

Kaohsiung breathed a sigh of relief: "Then it's no problem, dig it quickly." Pan Zai's face was embarrassed, he refused to do anything, and retreated. Kaohsiung said that you came to the cemetery in the middle of the night with a shovel in your hand, and I am now shouting at the villagers to come over, do you think they will think you are doing?

Pan Tsai was surprised: "This, this is all what you asked me to do!"

Don't forget that I'm a volunteer from Malaysia to Taiwan, and you're a wandering and chattering little cultivator, depending on who you believe. Kaohsiung laughed. Pan Zai didn't expect Kaohsiung to have this hand, so he had to do it with a sad face.