This is really a coincidence, he has been running diligently in this funeral home for the past few days, and I am afraid that he will have to run again today.

There are only two funeral parlors in City A, and the transportation of this funeral parlor is relatively convenient, many families will choose this one when dealing with funeral matters, and the funeral fee and cremation fee of this house are relatively cheap.

On the road, Bai Tang and Liang Wen had a brief conversation, only to know that she and her brother Liang Cheng are both outsiders, both college graduates, and their jobs are ordinary jobs.

Now that Liang Cheng is gone, she herself is completely unaccompanied, although Liang Wen didn't say much, Bai Tang still heard the sadness from her vicissitudes of life, such a person who lives in City A is like a tired worker ant, no matter how hard he tries, he can only crawl at the bottom, so even Liang Cheng's house can't be kept forever, and he will rent it out again.

Bai Tang and Liang Wen walked together, and they were a little sad for no reason.

After arriving at the consummation funeral home, it was not Lao He who came out to take them in, but the young man named Ayan, who didn't say much when he came, only signaled Bai Tang and them to follow him, so he walked in front of him alone, leading Bai Tang and them into the resettlement of Tang.

Liang Cheng's body was also parked in an ice coffin in the wooden room on the second floor, the ice coffin was parked in the middle of the room, and there was an easel of Ayan next to it, obviously he was painting a portrait of the deceased, the portrait was half completed, only the position of the eyes was still blank, and there were nine images with the person in the coffin, and his painting tools were neatly placed on the windowsill on the side, which looked like he had taken care of it carefully.

There was an indescribable smell in the room, it seemed that those low-quality paints were mixed with the smell of the corpse's decay, Bai Tang couldn't help but cover his mouth and nose, and then slowly paced in front of the ice coffin.

It was an ordinary middle-aged man, his face was dry and yellow, his body was reeded, and he had a slight smell at the moment, Liang Wen stood at the door, he couldn't bear to see his brother's appearance, Bai Tang didn't force her to come in, after Ayan led them to the place, he silently looked at his unfinished painting, and then moved the easel out, and came back to move the painting tools on the windowsill out, and when he went out, he also explained that they couldn't destroy the ice coffin, and went to the penultimate house in the north to find him if he had something, and then never came back.

This room was originally small, and the easel stood aside, which was indeed a little crowded, because he saw him moving the frame, Bai Tang didn't say anything, only said thank you briefly when he went out, and looked at Liang Wen inquiringly, and saw her nodding, before opening the ice coffin and carefully examining Liang Cheng's body.

This body was killed by a collision, and there were a lot of scars on the body, which was normal, but strangely, a palm-like scar appeared on his back, black and blue, very familiar.

So Bai Tang greeted Liang Wen and said, "Miss Liang, please come over for a while." ”

Liang Wen answered in a low voice, and walked in, as soon as Fang saw Liang Cheng's corpse, he couldn't help crying, but he couldn't help but make no sound, and said, "What's the matter?" ”

Bai Tang didn't know how to comfort him, so he said directly: "Look at his back, what can you see?" ”

Liang Wen wiped his tears, looked at them seriously, and then said, "There are only abrasions and corpse spots, is there anything wrong?" ”

Bai Tang shook his head and said, "It's nothing, let's go." ”

There is definitely nothing to dig up on the corpse, after all, even the police have issued suicide certificates, although most of the time the police are not very reliable, but their forensic department technology is absolutely unscathed. Then it is clear that the handprint on Liang Cheng's back is definitely not artificial.

I don't know what's going on, City A has been very ghostly recently, and if something happens, nine times out of ten it will be related to them, Bai Tang muttered in his heart while taking Liang Wen out of the house.

The second floor where Tang was placed was still deserted, and there was not even a figure, and now they were leaving, but it was not good to leave without saying a word, so they had to say hello to someone.

Bai Tang motioned for Liang Wen to go downstairs first, and he went to the house that Ayan said to find him, even if it was to say hello to the master's family.

The door of the house was hidden, and Ayan was facing away from the door, concentrating on painting, as if he was painting the eyes of the unfinished painting, and he was so fascinated by the painting that he didn't even notice that Bai Tang had entered the house.

Bai Tang saw that he had already drawn his left eye, and his right eye was already basically tangible, but he was just depicting the details carefully, and he didn't make a rash sound, for fear of disturbing him, after all, this kind of art, who knows if he will go crazy because he is interrupted in his thoughts, look at him like that, it is estimated that he can finish the painting or end it in a while, and then it will be good to say it briefly.

The idea was set, Bai Tang was not in a hurry to speak, just curiously looked at this simple studio, unlike other painters or delicate and messy studios, this house that was originally used to park the corpse was simple and incredible, and the walls were not full of paintings, basically no different from the last time he peeked through the crack in the door, that is, there were a few more portraits in the corner, Bai Tang glanced at it roughly, and saw that it was a skinny old man, so he didn't care much.

The room was filled with the unpleasant smell of inferior paints, and I don't know how Ayan was so involved in painting, thinking of this, Bai Tang sighed unconsciously.

Ah Yan immediately stopped his hand, turned his head, his eyes were cold for a moment, but in an instant, he became cowardly and kind, and wondered: "Mr. Bai? ”

Bai Tang was stunned, feeling that he must have seen it wrong, this child looked unsociable and delicate when he first saw him, and it was impossible to show that sharp eyes, and when he stared at it again, the child had already removed his eyes, his eyes never stopped at him, and he still looked timid and weak, so he smiled embarrassedly and said, "Scared you?" I'm sorry, we're done reading it, so I'll come and tell you, I just saw you painting, and I didn't make a sound. ”

Ah Yan hung his head slightly, his excessively long bangs almost covered his eyes, and said, "It's okay, I'll send you out." ”

His voice was a little hoarse, his face was also dull yellow from malnutrition, and he was still wearing the old military coat, and he stood up after speaking.

Bai Tang hurriedly raised his hand to stop him, and said with a smile: "No need, we can go out by ourselves, you can continue to paint, it's almost ready, I'll go first!" ”

I don't know if it's because I'm not an adult, I'm too thin, I nest in the pile of dead people all day, and I finally have a hobby, so let's give him more time, it's not like I can't find the way.

Bai Tang carefully looked at the young man from top to bottom, the military coat was obviously ill-fitting, it was all up to his calves, and his whole person shrunk in the wide military coat, looking weaker and weaker, like a young elk that had descended on the world before it was full-term.

Ayan nodded, sat down again, and continued to paint his unfinished painting as if he were gone.

Bai Tang looked at his back, scratched his head, walked out gently, and carefully brought him the door, only then did he breathe a sigh of relief and run downstairs quickly.

After leaving the funeral home with Liang Wen, Bai Tang used a certain taxi software to call a car for Liang Wen, and said to Liang Wen while the car didn't come: "Miss Liang, Mr. Liang did kill ghosts, but generally speaking, after people die, they will be led to the underworld by ghosts....... This matter is a bit weird, you give me seven days, if Mr. Liang's ghost is indeed suffering, I will definitely rescue him and send him to the underworld for reincarnation safely, if not, I will also explain the reason to you, which will be counted as an explanation. ”

That Liang Wen's face was embarrassed, and he said in a low voice: "Master Bai, can't you do it directly?" I'm sure my eldest brother's soul is really suffering, he's been killed, and I don't want his soul to suffer anymore...... Master Bai, can you send my brother to reincarnation first? As for the demon that killed him, is it okay to clean it up later? My eldest brother..... My eldest brother's body can't be left for long, and I want to give him an account before he is buried. ”

Bai Tang listened quietly and explained very seriously: "I don't want to lie to you, Mr. Liang's body can be buried, and there is no taboo, just as usual, but now I don't know what Mr. Liang's soul is suffering, and if you don't find it out, you can't send him into reincarnation, so this investigation time is a must, not that you can end it by doing a Dharma matter." ”

Hearing this, Liang Wencai smiled bitterly and said, "Then as soon as possible, I hope Master Bai won't let me down." ”

Before Bai Tang could speak, he saw a white taxi driving leisurely from a distance, and after confirming that the license plate number was consistent with the number of the car he called, Bai Tang motioned for Liang Wen to get in the car, and promised her that he would give her a result as soon as possible.

After sending Liang Yan away, Bai Tang called another car for himself and hurried home.