Late night airport.

A middle-aged man, wearing a black crocodile leather jacket that he hadn't changed for five years, and carrying a travel bag, strode out of the airport through the artificial passageway.

The middle-aged man took out the Nokia, which had been on standby for a long time, and dialed a phone number that he had not been willing to contact for seven or eight years.

Most people pack up and go to bed early at this time.

However, the phone was answered after only one ring, and a man on the other end of the phone sounded like a man who had gone through the vicissitudes of life. The voice spoke a little indifferently, and it could even be said that it was a little disgusted with the caller: "Why are you contacting me?"

"Something happened to my godson."

Middle-aged *** on the side of the avenue, lit a four-piece five-piece Linhai Lingzhi, and said while smoking: "This time the matter is very big, I'm afraid that I won't be even, but I'm afraid that if I don't save my godson, he will have to die." I'll try to get in touch with you, but don't think about it, I didn't think about asking you to help. Just give me back the old lads who sealed me up with you. ”

"Did you go to River N this year?"

The male voice did not answer the question asked by the middle-aged man directly.

"I went, burned some paper, pulled weeds, and looked at them. It's my son who has an accident, or I'll have to find someone to repair the grave. ”

The middle-aged man's smoking hand trembled a little, and the already tired body was even weaker because he didn't have time to rest day and night. Licking his lips with a face like white paper, he was a little greedy for the second pot of the square bottle Niulanshan Erguo.

"They're all dead!"

The male voice suddenly wanted to scold the middle-aged man, but he suppressed it.

The middle-aged man looked up at the sky, extinguished the cigarette butt with his fingers, and made up his mind to beg in a low voice for the third time in his life: "I know...... I know they're all dead! My daughter-in-law is dead too! There's no one around me anymore! My godson will die again! What am I going to live to get revenge!? ”

"They've been dead for so many years! The bones are not cold! ”

"I don't want them to die either! I really don't want them to die either! ”

The middle-aged man choked up emotionally when he spoke: "Please...... Help me one more time...... Cause and effect will never get on you! ”

"Okay, where are you now?"

The male voice faced the middle-aged man's plea and chose to compromise.

"I'm at Exit 2 of Airport Road, and you can see me when you come."

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he hung up the phone, leaning on the street lamp and bending over and coughing violently, almost coughing his lungs out of his chest.

"Phew."

The middle-aged man spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, continued to smoke and waited.

Half an hour passed by the estimated time.

An old-fashioned BMW stopped in front of the middle-aged man.

"Bang dang!"

The middle-aged man pulled the car door and got into the car, took out a cigarette and handed it to his peer sitting in the driver's seat: "Thank you."

"I've quit smoking."

The person who was driving the seat blocked the cigarette, got up and turned around and took a handbag from the back seat and put it in the arms of the middle-aged man: "Lao Zhou, the things are returned to you, don't contact me in the future, these things are not suitable for me."

"Then I'll give you another ride, where are you going?"

"Go to my store, my kids are waiting for me."

Lao Zhou believed in this person very much, so he didn't open the zipper to confirm whether the thing was intact.

"Okay."

The man drove silently and said no more.

When the car drove to the funeral supplies store next to the Second People's Hospital of Lubei District, the man stopped the car and didn't say how to get out of the car to send Lao Zhou.

Lao Zhou pushed the car door and said before leaving: "I'm sorry...... Thank you. ”

The car drove away, and the man was never seen again for the rest of the day.

Lao Zhou looked at the brightly lit funeral supplies store, tried his best not to be embarrassed, found a confident state and pushed open the store, walked into the store, and pretended to be loud and noisy with a southern and northern accent: "What's wrong?" I'm going to a grave in a foreign country, and I've got my fire back! What the is that! Who will reimburse me for the plane ticket when I came!? It's very expensive! ”

"Uncle Zhou!"

"Godfather!"

Fang Fatzi, who was sitting on the chair and sighing sadly, heard the familiar voice and finally waited for the savior.

Lao Zhou put the handbag at the door, walked to the cabinet where he stored his wine, took out a bottle of Erguotou, and after drinking a bottle, his face returned to some blood, and he kicked Fang Fat by the way: "What the did I tell you before I left!" Look at Xiao Yizi like a prisoner! Now it's good! Something happened again! If he dies one day! You can't shirk responsibility! ”

"I ......"

Fang Fatzi wanted to explain.

Lao Zhou didn't give him a chance to explain at all: "Don't me, I'll be mine!" Walk! Let's go to the villa you talked about first! I want to see that short-sighted man who dares to touch my godson! Day by day! There's no king's law yet!"

"Uncle Zhou, why don't you let my daughter-in-law go with you."

Fang Fatzi held the bronze sword and didn't let go of his hand, his spirit was highly tense, causing him to just stand up and go with Lao Zhou, and his eyes almost fainted to death on the spot.

"Xiao Fangzi, you can stay at home too."

Lao Zhou and Yin Ruhua hurriedly supported Fang Fatzi, just entered the house Lao Zhou didn't notice too much about the external and internal changes of Fang Fatzi, and when he got closer, he suddenly realized that he knew the cause and effect, so he didn't persuade him again: "If you can still stand up, let's go together." Don't bring your daughter-in-law! What kind of system does the old man have to go out and take an old lady to play!? Isn't it? Little recipe! ”

"Hmmm! Let my daughter-in-law protect my sister! Let's go! ”

Fang Fatzi took the teacup handed to him by Yin Ruhua, took a sip of water and took two breaths, and finally let go of the mouthful that he was carrying all the time in his heart when Lao Zhou's strength returned.

"Let's go!"

Lao Zhou picked up the handbag and walked out of the store.

"Little Fangzi...... I don't know what to say......"

The three of them and one of the living dead were worried about me, but the old lady knew that her rash actions would definitely create more danger at this time. To avoid bothering everyone, she can only wait for tomorrow dawn and I will come back alive.

But now that Lao Zhou has rushed home from other places, there is hope, so before Fang Fatzi went out, she shouted out the emotions in her heart: "You must pay attention to safety...... If Xiao Yi died...... You will help me bring back his body...... If you can't bring back the corpse, bring a piece of clothing...... In this way, I will also have a place to guard the mausoleum during the New Year's holidays...... And there's more...... You have to be good too, Huahua is still waiting for you......"

"Brother Yi and I will definitely come back alive!"

Since Fang Fatzi cultivated the Tao, in addition to the accident of becoming thin and handsome, he has gained a consciousness, a sense of being responsible for his family.

I am his relative, and my sister is also his relative.

Yin as a flower, not to mention.

However, in the family of relatives, the most normal thing is to report good news and not bad news.

"Alas!"

Fang Fatzi was holding the bronze sword, and he especially wanted to say two innocent words to Yin Ruhua to express his feelings, but he couldn't open his mouth. simply let out a long sigh, followed Lao Zhou's buttocks, and walked out of the store.

"Did you drive?"

Lao Zhou tightened his clothes and held a cigarette in his mouth.

Fang Fatzi pointed to the BMW Z4 parked next to the road: "What about this."

"Let's go."

"Well, we've got to hurry."

The two got into the car.

Lao Zhou asked some basic information on the road.

Fang Fatzi told Lao Zhou everything he knew, and included some of the abilities of the other side flower. After Lao Zhou heard the existence of the flower on the other side, his sleepy eyes suddenly brightened, and his palms were so excited that he couldn't stop trembling.

It can reunite the body for the demons......

Is that the ability to resurrect my daughter-in-law!?

A fire ignited in Lao Zhou's eyes, which was the spark of hope.

In the middle of the night, there was basically no brake on the road, and the cross-river bridge was in neutral enough to allow Fang Fatzi to accelerate desperately, and in less than half an hour, the car drove to the villa area.

The time came to half past one in the second half of the night.

There is not even a ghost shadow in the deserted villa area at the moment, and the shadows of buildings are illuminated by the moonlight on both sides of the block.

The haunted villa at the end of the villa complex was silent.

There is still the shadow of a gambler.

There is no trace of a female paper man.

How can there be a lonely ghost who is noisy and watching the paper man jump off his clothes.

Something seems to be deliberately burying everything that has happened here.

Lao Zhou opened the zipper of the handbag and took a short knife from the bag...... This short knife is one foot long, and the blade is a broken blade in the shape of a zigzag, especially like the broken knife used by the male protagonist in the movie "One-armed Knife".

In the middle of the back of the short knife is engraved a word: Xun.

At the end of the handle of the short knife is suspended with a red rope a light-colored dragon and phoenix auspicious small jade, which will shake as the short knife moves.

Lao Zhou put the short knife aside, and then took out a pile of red rune paper and a brush from the handbag, plus two pairs of iron galls of different sizes and a shabby men's cotton jacket that could be draped over his body.

Lao Zhou took two pieces of rune paper and put them in his trouser pocket, and then put the iron gall back into the handbag. Then he unfolded his cotton coat and put it on his body, held the short knife without much nonsense, and got out of the car first: "Xiao Fangzi, you remember a few words from me, don't be afraid of what you see for a while!" Follow me, be sure to keep up! Don't get distracted, and don't try to run away! ”

"Also, the moon is really round tonight."