The rope had been untied, and I sat on the ground with my legs paralyzed, but I didn't care about this, so I hurriedly came to Wang Song: "Wang Song, how are you okay?" ”

He still stood there with his eyes blank, like a piece of wood, and he didn't even blink his eyes.

Growing worried, I quickly stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder.

Zhao Hong also stood next to him, wanting to step forward but stopped in place.

Wang Song finally reacted, his head slightly downward looked at my hand lying on his shoulder, and the corners of his mouth opened to reveal a crying and laughing expression: "It's nothing." ”

He didn't speak in any tone, as if he was talking to me about the weather today, but it made me feel cold.

I was about to ask a few questions, but he turned away.

Zhao Hong took out a pack of tissues from his pocket and handed it to me, and I took the tissues and hurriedly wiped my face clean.

The room smelled foul, and there were so many pieces of corpses that had been blown up everywhere that people couldn't help but retch.

I hurried out of the room and took a breath of the air outside to ease my strength. Wang Song stood under a tree with a cigarette in his mouth.

It's just that I suddenly felt that he looked unusually strange, even though he still had the same face and figure.

Suddenly, two people shouted from the side.

"Zhao Hong, hurry up, why did two people die here?"

I followed the sound and saw two people lying in the ditch behind the house.

The two of them were lying face down on the ground with twisted limbs, their mouths stuffed with dirt and gravel, and even their cracked teeth next to them.

One person was more daring, and when I walked up and kicked them away, the light of two flashlights shone on their faces, and then I recognized them as the old man and the young man.

Judging from the position of these two people, they hid next to each other in the first place, just to see what would happen inside the house.

After a few more glances, I suddenly realized something creepy.

The death of these two people is exactly the same as that of Aunt Dao and Old Jiang Tou—both of them stuffing stones and dirt into their mouths.

I will never forget this way of dying!

At the same time, I also realized one thing, the third uncle came.

What did he come here for, and for what reason did he kill the old money and the young man?

It can't be because these two people are going to do something to me, right?

Zhao Hong glanced at it a few times and then walked over: "These two people are really cautious, you go first, and I will have someone to deal with them later." ”

Hearing this, I nodded, turned and walked into the courtyard.

Zhao Hong had already hailed a few people who came with him, and hurriedly cleaned up these two people.

Wang Song took the time to look at me, stepped forward and handed me a cigarette: "How is it?" You okay? ”

I shook my head to indicate that I was fine, took the cigarette and put it in my mouth without lighting it.

Zhao Hong followed and walked out, holding a cigarette in his mouth: "I just found out that you are not cheap this morning, and we also specially found the big radio in the village." I searched the village for a day but couldn't find you, and when I went back, I found someone throwing notes into the yard. We followed the address on the note, but we didn't expect you to be in this place. ”

I knew it was a ploy that the old man had come up with in the first place, to lure them over so that he could kill them all with that filthy thing in the room.

But I didn't want to, so I continued on the topic.

Anyway, there was a death here today, so we quickly called the police.

The patrol hurried over to the scene to investigate, and we were also called into the patrol room to make confessions overnight.

After a night of investigation, the patrol did not find any traces of homicide, and it can only be summarized that the two of them suddenly committed a nervous attack and then committed suicide.

Coming out of the patrol room, Zhao Hong felt that this incident frightened me, so he prepared a table of wine and food for me to be shocked.

But there are always some things in my heart that I can't eat, so I ate a few bites and inquired about aqua regia.

During this period of time, Wang Shui has been weaving bamboo baskets at home, and when he has nothing to do, he will go to the fields to catch some frogs and sell them.

His life seems so regular and plain that he really doesn't see anything strange.

And when I went to ask him, he always looked timid.

How could such a cowardly and honest person have anything to do with this dirty thing?

And during this time, I have been thinking about the old money and the young people.

What exactly is Sanbo's reason for killing the two of them?

Could it be because they also know some secrets, or maybe the two of them are also related to the car accident 7 years ago?

But no matter what I think, I still can't think of a reason.

All kinds of things are sandwiched together, so I don't want to stay in the village anymore, so I followed Wang Song and said a few words before I was ready to go back.

Wang Song said that he would chase the debt for a few days here, and he would come back to me after a while.

Back to the dorm.

The first thing I did was quickly take off my clothes and throw them in the trash, then lie in bed and sleep with my eyes closed.

Mo Feng said a few words to me at first, but then he followed me.

He always thought that I had been too cranky lately, and that the car accident that had been driving until I was just an accident and not a ghost at all.

But he told me for a long time that nothing had changed since he saw me, and finally he had to give up and leave me alone.

Permission didn't contact me during this time, and it seemed to have completely disappeared from my life.

For the next few days, I stayed in the office and then went out to drive the bus.

The car accident seems to have happened yesterday, but there are already villagers in the bus one after another, but there are not many villagers who get on the bus every time.

One night I drove back from the reservoir and it didn't take long for me to see Satoru.

Wu You found a dirty wig from somewhere, and carried a huge pig's head in his hand.

"Liang Fan, do you want to go to my side tonight? I'll get you pig's head meat to eat. ”

I couldn't help but laugh when I heard this: "You're just going to get a pig's head these days?" ”

I said this with a bit of gnashing of teeth, I was kidnapped in the village, and he had to go outside to buy a pig's head.

"Why are you talking so much today, have you eaten cannons or have you run into ghosts?" Wu You put the pig's head under the seat: "In the past few days, I have followed the route of Wang Shui. ”

"And then, what did you find?" I couldn't wait to ask, "During this time, I think Wang Shui is an honest and honest person, and he really doesn't look like a bad person." ”

Wu nodded: "But the funeral parlor was indeed done by him, but when he returned to the village, he encountered some dirty things, accidentally fell into their trap, and was confused." He didn't know what he had done. ”

Hearing this, I pondered for a moment, and quickly understood the flavor of his words: "If it is a dirty thing, then is the clue in our hands missing again?" ”

Fei worked so hard to find Sanbo, but he didn't expect the clue to be broken in the middle.

Wuyou shook his head: "How can it be broken, I have gained a lot from this trip." Not only did I find a clue, but I also harvested such a big pig's head, but tonight is a blessing, are you sure you don't want to eat with me? ”

I looked at the pig's head placed under the seat and shook my head vigorously: "Master Wuyou, during your absence, the third uncle killed again. I saw him kill in front of me. ”

When I think of the death of the old man and the young man, I feel a chill on my back.

Wu You waved his hand: "Don't get in the way, the third uncle is just a small role." ”

The third uncle who killed two Mr. Yin and Yang in a row is just a small role?

Who will believe this?

But I just kept such doubts in my heart and didn't raise them.

This guy sometimes speaks without a word, if he doesn't want to tell you seriously, he can't ask anything even if he asks the sky.

I turned around and drove the bus seriously, not planning to talk to him too much.

Halfway through the drive, I suddenly thought of what Xie Daocong had told me before.

Wu You, such a Daoist master, will never go down the mountain for some simple benefits, so what is he going down the mountain for this time?