Chapter 52: The Red Head Rope
The fat man looked at me for a moment with a smile, and suddenly raised his eyebrows: "The phone call just now, was that old thing calling you?" ”
I looked directly at him and said, "You go, I'll let you go this time, next time, not anymore." ”
The fat man grinned, stopped talking, and finally turned around and walked to the chair opposite Yu Wenshi, sat down, stared at me for a while, leaned back in the chair, and slowly closed his eyes.
At this time, Dou Dabao realized that he was also possessed? Is it Zhao Qi? ”
"They're gone." Lin Tong suddenly let out a long breath, looked at me and said, "I can feel it again, he's gone; They're leaving. ”
"Huhu...... Whew......"
Seeing that Shi Fatzi was snoring like thunder as soon as he closed his eyes, Dou Dabao hung his satchel on my shoulder, walked over and gave him two slaps anyway, then turned around, held his hands behind his back, and aimed at him with a side face.
Seeing that the fat man woke up, he was surprised and said, "Awake? Look at you like this, in a cold sweat, still panicked, and have nightmares? ”
The fat man rubbed his eyes vigorously, touched his cheeks, and nodded suddenly: "Really...... What a nightmare, I dreamed that Yaksha came and he slapped me twice...... But for his miserable sake, it's ...... Never mind! ”
At this time, Zhao He walked in, glanced at Yu Wenshi, and asked me carefully:
"Sir, what should I do with my father-in-law's body?"
Yu Wenshi also barely stood up, and hugged his fist at me:
"Sir, I will definitely do my best to promote the construction of the Dragon King Temple. At the moment, I have to bother Mr. Lao. ”
Seeing the mortuary's bedboard, I didn't have the heart to be polite to him, remembering the picture that flashed in my mind before, I walked out of the hall, looked left and right, pointed to the side room where there was still intermittent crying, and asked, "Whose house is that?" ”
Zhao He hurriedly said: "That was my lover's room earlier, after getting married, when I came back here, we lived." ”
I lowered my voice and said, "Take your lover and the others out first, and then let them in when we put the bodies back in place." ”
When Zhao He and a few female relatives who were close to his family helped his lover out, I focused on scanning his lover up and down.
When the group got out of the courtyard, they walked straight into the room.
Lin Tong also roughly listened to Dou Dabao's explanation of the situation at this time, and asked me hesitantly:
"You don't suspect that the body is in this room, do you? I've been here since yesterday evening, and I haven't left a single step except to go to the bathroom. ”
"Sister Tong, it turns out that you can make mistakes too."
Lin Tong was stunned, then looked at me and said, "You mean, the body is really in this room?" ”
I said, "No matter what the situation you and Po are in now, you are a flesh man after all. If you are a human being, you will be sleepy, and you will have to rest. You may fall asleep without realizing it, but it is under the influence of the consciousness of the Nightmare Po; And although she can sense the consciousness of others, she has experienced misery herself. Up and down the mourning hall, crying constantly, she is most likely infected by the atmosphere, so you and her are affected, and you will feel chaotic. ”
Yu Wenshi wiped his forehead and asked me, "Do you want to call Zhao He in?" ”
I thought about it and shook my head: "He can hold on until now, it's enough for the man, so don't add to his psychological burden." ”
The fat man arched his slightly swollen cheeks, looked left and right, and asked:
"This house is so big, where can the body be hidden?"
I closed my eyes, wanting to recall what I had seen earlier, hoping to find a clue. Unexpectedly, as soon as I opened my eyes, I saw that there was another person next to the bed.
No one is more familiar with this man's appearance than I am.
However, at first glance, I was still a little unfamiliar with him.
The man and I looked at each other, grinned childishly, and pointed to the bed.
When I closed my eyes again, when I opened them, he was gone.
I walked to the side of the bed, squatted down and looked under the bed, thought about it left and right, got up and said to the fat man, "Come and help." ”
"What for?" The fat man staggered over and asked.
"Lift the bed slats."
In the face of my 'arrogance', the fat man was very angry, but lifting a brown stretch bed board was not a problem for him.
As soon as the bed and futon were lifted, a camphor wood box was immediately revealed.
Seeing that the box was locked, Dou Dabao and the others were a little puzzled.
I didn't say much, just beckoned Dou Dabao to come over and help.
There is a wishful wrench, and it is not a matter of unlocking.
As soon as the box was opened, everyone was dumbfounded, except for me.
The biggest reaction was Lin Tong, she wanted to step forward but didn't dare, she only pointed to the box from a distance, "How is it possible?" I have been in this room since last night, except for going to the toilet, eating and drinking, how can the body be hidden here? And the box is locked from the outside? ”
The corpse is indeed in the box, and the camphor wood box itself is limited in size, and there are other things in it, so the dead body wearing a shroud can be said to be quite aggrieved to be hidden inside.
Dou Dabao is also a person who has passed through the matter, came over to take a closer look, and said, "It's the old man, he didn't run away." ”
I nodded at him, first examined the corpse, saw that the dead body was holding hands together, hesitated for a moment, and directly held the corpse's hand with one hand, and rubbed the corpse's shoulder and elbow with the other hand slightly.
After waiting for a little relaxation, he squeezed down, and then pinched a large tendon on the corpse's arm.
The corpse's hands were not too tightly clenched, and the large tendons were pinched, but they immediately loosened a little, revealing a faded strip of red cloth under the palm.
I took out the strip of cloth, put it away, and then asked Dou Dabao to help, and together we carried the body out of the box and back to the mourning hall.
Earlier, I was studying and working in a hospital at the same time, and I was no stranger to rigid corpses.
Therefore, with only a little effort, the dead body was kneaded and relaxed, and flattened on the mourning hall.
When the cabinet in the side room is re-locked, everything in the room is restored to its original state. I asked Yu to call Zhao He in, and because of the questioning, he took charge again and covered the body with a futon.
Seeing that the 'Everbright Lantern' was lit again, Zhao He couldn't help crying: "Hit, hit." It's finally stopped. I'll go and call my daughter-in-law in." ”
"Wait!"
I took out the red strip of cloth that I had held in the corpse's hand and shook it in front of his eyes, then lit the strip with the flame of the ever-bright lamp, and threw it out the door.
Then, after hesitating, he took out the red belt again, and threw it into the yard after it was also ignited.
It was only at this time that Yu Wenshi's eyes widened:
"The belt is the executioner's! Is that strip of cloth ......?"
"That should be the head rope used to tie the braids when Deng Yong was executed." Seeing the two things burned to ashes, I sighed, "The executioner's belt is stained with an unknown amount of unjust blood debts, and the red rope at the tip of the braid is bitten between his teeth, so why is it not soaked in too much helplessness?" It is also a bad thing, and it contains the executioner's own grievances...... Rather than stay in the world and be remembered by the evil demons, it is better to return them to their original owners. ”
Zhao He wanted to speak, but I waved my hand to stop him: "Okay, it's time for us to go." You may not know about the Seven Rivers Estuary back then, but I can tell you what I wanted. As for the rest of the ......"
Yu asked about things and said: "The matter of the Dragon King Temple is wrapped up in me." ”
I nodded, and regardless of Zhao He's repeated retention, I immediately left my house, joined Pan Ying and Sang Lan, and the group drove Dou Dabao's van and left the Dinghe house overnight.
In the car, I thought about it and took out my phone.
Before I could make a move, the screen suddenly lit up, showing a line of information: At nine o'clock in the morning, come to the ghost mountain to find me.