Chapter 2 A Mass Grave Without Ghosts

The cold moonlight shrouded this gloomy land. In the distance, there were graves, which seemed to be covered with a layer of white blood at the moment, and looked extremely dazzling in the night.

Ding Xiaolan said softly: "It's still early, and that weirdo usually doesn't come to the cemetery until around ten o'clock." ”

Qi Lu saw that the time was only half past eight, and said to the two: "In this case, we might as well check the cemetery first." ”

I don't know if it's because the corpse is too heavy or because it's sparsely populated, although this deserted grave is full of trees, there are no green leaves on the trees. Occasionally, on a few branches, a few dead leaves hung alone, shivering in the wind and crumbling.

Qi Lu squatted down in front of a lonely grave, gently brushed the floating soil on the ground, and found that as Ding Xiaolan said, a thumb-thick peach wood nail was nailed into each of the four corners of the cemetery.

"Strange!" Qi Lu brushed away the grave soil stained on his hands and said, "There are no ghosts inhabiting this tomb at all, what is the use of him nailing this peach wood nail?" ”

"Not to mention the tomb in front of you, even the entire cemetery does not have the slightest yin qi overflowing." Lao Wu also looked confused.

"So I was right at the beginning, there are no ghosts here?" Ding Xiaolan felt a little proud in her heart, because the ghost finder she was holding in her hand did not react at all.

Lao Wu nodded and said: "Yes, this time is the peak period for ghosts to come out and move, and we can't even see a ghost now, which can only mean that the dead buried in the cemetery have long been reincarnated, and this is an ordinary mass grave." ”

"Don't say it's a ghost, even demons don't want to use this place as a shelter."

Some little demons with low mana like to use the cemetery as a place for cultivation, so as to absorb the ghost spirit to increase their cultivation, Qi Lu just walked around the cemetery, and did not find any beast lair, which also confirmed from the side that there are no ghosts here.

Qi Lu propped his chin and asked, "A deserted tomb that even monsters hate, why would that weirdo be interested here?" ”

Lao Wu said: "The ghost knows, maybe he is a psychopath, and no normal demon hunter will be bored until late at night to run here to nail nails and play." ”

"Your explanation makes sense."

Qi Lu, who was a keen hearing, suddenly heard footsteps in the distance.

"Someone's coming!"

"Won't it?" Ding Xiaolan muttered, "It's not even nine o'clock, he usually doesn't come to the cemetery so early." ”

"Maybe today is an exception." Qi Lu took her hand and lurked behind a large rock.

In the distance, a middle-aged man in casual clothes staggered by. As he arrived, the crescent moon in the sky suddenly dived into the clouds.

Indeed, as Ding Xiaolan said, the middle-aged man held a hammer in his right hand and a bag in his left hand, and after arriving at this deserted grave, he wandered and refused to leave.

Lao Wu said: "He doesn't look like he's looking for something. ”

"It's weird, like you're stalking someone." Qi Lu was also watching him carefully.

Ding Xiaolan squinted and looked carefully, and found that what Qi Lu and Lao Wu said was not wrong at all, the middle-aged man walked and stopped, and from time to time bent down and poked his head out to check the movement in front of him.

If he hadn't been tracking, he wouldn't have done this.

Ding Xiaolan's face flushed, and then she realized that what she had to learn was not only spells and charms, but also accurate observation.

"It's strange, except for the three of us, plus him, there is no one else here, who can he follow?"

"Don't say it's a human, there's no ghost." Qi Lu was also puzzled.

When the two were talking quietly, the middle-aged man had stopped walking, and he was resting on a lonely grave.

Qi Lu saw him take out a bottle of wine from the bag, unscrew the cap of the bottle, and poured wine directly into his throat. Muttering some words while drinking, because the distance was too far, Qi Lu couldn't hear what the middle-aged man was saying, and could only judge from his expression that it was some swear words.

Lao Wu said hatefully: "Damn, he is still in the mood to drink at this time, which makes me addicted to alcohol, and I want to drink a few sips." ”

"Don't do that, or he'll know he's being watched when he smells alcohol." Qi Lu hurriedly dissuaded.

The crescent moon sneaked out of the clouds again, and the middle-aged man twisted his face in the direction of Qi Lu at this time, and this time the three people hiding behind the stone really saw his face clearly.

"Ah, isn't he Uncle Wei from the next village?" In the past, they were too far away to see the facial features of the middle-aged man, but now by the glow of the moonlight, Ding Xiaogang recognized who he was at a glance.

Qi Lu asked, "Do you recognize him?" ”

"Yes, his name is Wei Donglin, and he lives in the next village."

"He knows the same spells as Uncle Chen?"

"No, Uncle Wei is just an ordinary person. Last year, his wife died, and he asked his uncle to help him choose a cemetery. ”

Qi Lu was even more surprised in his heart, a person who knew magic would never ask someone else to help him see feng shui. So he asked Ding Xiaolan again: "Could it be that someone taught him a few hands this year, so Wei Donglin knows a little about spells?" ”

"No way. Uncle Wei is a small squad leader in the factory, often takes the lead in working overtime, and has to go home every day to cook for his son, how can he have time to be busy with other things. ”

"How old is his son?"

"I'm in my twenties, I haven't found a job since I graduated from college last year, I've been staying at home all day, and I rarely see him."

At this time, Qi Lu saw Wei Donglin finish drinking, threw the empty bottle far away, and then took out some peach wood nails from the bag.

Qi Lu thought to himself, it seems that he is going to nail the grave again to suppress evil spirits.

As Qi Lu expected, Wei Donglin bent down and nailed the peach wood nails around the grave he was sitting on just now. After nailing this grave, he went to nail another deserted grave next to it.

Lao Wu muttered in a low voice: "What are you doing useless, there is not even a ghost here." ”

"Could he be sleepwalking?" Ding Xiaolan suddenly remembered Pei Liping's wife, Su Ling, who committed suicide by jumping off a building while sleepwalking.

Qi Lu was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "He's not sleepwalking. ”

"Why?"

"It's only past nine o'clock, and he can't go to bed so early every day. Besides, if he was really sleepwalking, his son would have discovered his father's abnormality a long time ago, so how could he stand idly by? ”

Qi Lu's words were reasonable, and Ding Xiaolan had no choice but to dispel this idea.

It is really strange and ridiculous for a person who does not know magic to run alone to a mass grave late at night to suppress evil spirits, not to mention that there are no ghosts in the grave at all.

Qi Lu sighed lightly and said, "If you want to know what his purpose is in doing this, you can only get an answer if you ask him in person." ”

Ding Xiaolan said: "Tomorrow is the weekend, why don't I take you to his house and ask him?" ”

Qi Lu couldn't wait, he stood up suddenly, and greeted Wei Donglin, who was busy in the cemetery: "Old Wei! ”

Ding Xiaolan didn't expect Qi Lu to be so reckless, so she had to look at Lao Wu helplessly, and the two walked out of the stone with Qi Lu.

Suddenly hearing someone shouting to himself, Wei Donglin's body shrank suddenly, and he immediately stood up and looked towards the place where the voice came from. When he saw Qi Lu and the three of them in the moonlight, he shouted in horror: "Ghosts, there are really ghosts!" ”

"Guard, we're not ghosts, we just want to ......"

Before Qi Lu's words were finished, he saw Wei Donglin holding a hammer and running towards him viciously. Looking at his move, he dared to knock Qi Lu to the ground with a hammer.

It's a pity that Wei Donglin's hammer hasn't fallen yet, Lao Wu is stretching his foot and stumbling beside him, Wei Donglin's body suddenly lost its balance and fell straight into Qi Lu's arms, Qi Lu hurriedly stretched out his hand to support him.

"Uncle Wei, it's me."

Hearing this familiar voice, Wei Donglin habitually looked up and found that it was Ding Xiaolan who was greeting him, and he calmed down.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Wei Donglin's face was flushed, knowing that he had blamed Qi Lu and the others, he quickly put down the hammer in his hand and apologized.

Qi Lu smiled and said, "It should be me who said I'm sorry to you, I shouldn't have come to scare you suddenly." ”

"Xiao Ding, why are you here?" As he spoke, Wei Donglin's expression was a little uneasy.

"I exercise around every night, and when I saw Uncle Wei alone in the cemetery, I was afraid that something would happen to you, so I came over to take a look."

"I'm fine, it's okay......" Wei Donglin squeezed out an embarrassed smile on his face.

Qi Lu asked, "Old Wei, why did you come to such a ghost place late at night?" ”

"This ......" Wei Donglin hesitated and did not answer, and it could be seen that he was wary of these two strangers.

"You just nailed a mahogany nail in the ground, right?" Qi Lu's words were not a little subtle, "Are you trying to suppress evil ghosts?" ”

As soon as he heard this, Wei Donglin's face turned pale, and Qi Lu's expression became serious. Because by the faint moonlight, he saw that Wei Donglin's face was a little hazy, as if a layer of mist was shrouded in his seal hall. This is a kind of death that ordinary people can't see, and only people who are about to die can have it.

"By the way, Uncle Wei, I forgot to introduce to you, these two are colleagues from my company." Ding Xiaolan knew that Wei Donglin had doubts, and hurriedly introduced the names of Qi Lu and Lao Wu to him.

Qi ...... Road? Are you the person Lao Chen wants me to find? Wei Donglin hesitated and took out a business card from his pocket.

It was his business card, but it was in Wei Donglin's hands at the moment, Qi Lu couldn't help asking: "This is the company business card I printed, who gave it to you?" ”

"Chen Jixian."

"You've seen my uncle!" Ding Xiaolan hurriedly asked, "Where is he now?" ”

"Hainan." Wei Donglin paused for a moment and said: "I traveled to Hainan last month and met your uncle, who gave me this business card and asked me to come back and find the young man in the business card. ”

"I'm Qi Lu, why did Uncle Chen let you come to me?" Qi Lu asked knowingly, and Chen Jixian introduced others to him, and eight times out of ten it was because people encountered supernatural events.

"Lao Chen said that I am about to be haunted by evil ghosts, and if I don't go home in time, I will die." Wei Donglin secretly glanced at the tomb behind him, and his expression became nervous again, as if a powerful ghost would pop out of the tomb at any time to take his life.

"Then why didn't you come to me when you came back?"

"I looked for you once." Wei Donglin's expression looked unnatural, and he said hesitantly: "I went to look for you that day, and I happened to see you and Xiaoding going out together, I ...... I didn't expect you to be so young. ”

Qi Lu knew the meaning of his words, and the average person's impression of a yin-yang magician was not a fairy wind bone, but at least it should be an unusual appearance such as crane hair and a childish face. With a youthful face, it is easy to give people a feeling that there is no hair on the mouth and things are not firm.

"So, we met by chance today, old guard, can you tell me what happened? If there is a ghost that really bothers you, I will get rid of him for you. ”

"It's not convenient to talk here, or ...... Go to my house. Wei Donglin proposed.

"It's fine."