"Is that one picking up the rags a man or a woman?" Yan Junze asked.

"Female." Uncle Zheng replied while reminiscing.

Yan Junze thought for a while: "Who in the community still has an impression of this matter?" ”

Uncle Zheng wiped his mouth, pointed to the community, and said, "Uncle Pu, who lives on the first floor of Building No. 4, I mean I call him Uncle Pu, and you have to call him Master Pu." He's lived here for a long time and probably knows something. ”

"Then Uncle Zheng, you eat slowly."

Yan Junze walked out of the duty room and did not go home immediately, but went directly to the opposite side of Building No. 5 of his house.

Uncle Pu should be in his 90s, and his ears are not good, and after Yan Junze knocked on the door, Uncle Pu's daughter came out to open the door.

Yes, his daughter is 64 years old, and Yan Junze calls her grandma.

Uncle Pu was lying on the bed, because of the inconvenience of his legs and feet, he usually didn't get up much, and even when he got up, he was basically in a wheelchair.

Since the outbreak of the supernatural, he has rarely gone out.

Yan Junze had seen this old man before, Uncle Pu's hair had fallen out, his body was thin, and his cheekbones were sunken, and it was said that he liked to talk very much.

Yan Junze said that he was looking for Uncle Pu to ask about the previous community, and the uncle's daughter let him into the bedroom.

As soon as he entered the bedroom, he smiled and said, "Hello, Mrs. Pu, don't bother you, right?" I'm looking for you something to know. ”

Uncle Pu raised his head and looked at Yan Junze with a smile, but he was very kind.

Yan Junze was afraid that he wouldn't be able to hear what he said, so he raised his voice: "Hello grandpa!" ”

"Well, the weather is good, it's a good day." Uncle Pu nodded.

Yan Junze's face was embarrassed, and he said, "Grandpa, I'll ask you two words." ”

"How do you know I can draw?" Uncle Pu looked surprised.

Yan Junze turned his head and glanced at Uncle Pu's daughter who was standing behind, his daughter shook her head, and said with a helpless smile: "He has always been like this now, and he will not answer the question, or ...... You go with the flow. ”

"Fate?" Yan Junze felt that the old people were quite humorous now, turned his head, looked at Uncle Pu, raised his voice again, and said word by word: "Grandpa, do you remember what happened before the underground warehouse in our community was rebuilt?" ”

"Yes." Uncle Pu finally answered correctly.

"Then tell me, I want to know something." Yan Junze nodded and sat down against the edge of the bed.

"I remember that year, my father said that the underground party of Suncheon was surrounded and intercepted by the enemy, and then there was no choice but to change its face......"

"Okay, okay, grandpa, I was wrong." Yan Junze stood up, smiled bitterly at Uncle Pu's daughter, and said to Uncle Pu: "Don't bother you, you have a good rest." ”

When the words fell, he was about to leave, and Uncle Pu's daughter asked curiously, "What do you want to inquire?" Maybe I do. ”

Yan Junze said casually: "I just want to ask a woman who picked up rags in the underground garage before." ”

"Oh, you mean Aunt May."

"Huh? You really know. Yan Junze's face was surprised.

Uncle Pu nodded: "I heard the old man talk about it before." Aunt Mei has picked up garbage all her life, which is very pitiful, and then the economic conditions are a little better, and she has been living in the underground warehouse of Fenghua Community. ”

"Didn't the warehouse later be converted into a parking lot?" Yan Junze said.

"Well, but there is a plumbing maintenance room in it, and Aunt Mei has lived in it since then. It's just that her rheumatism is very serious, and it seems that it was because of this that she caused other pathologies and died. ”

"Is she married? Have children? ”

"Nope." Uncle Pu's daughter lowered her head and thought about it, "It seems that I picked up a pair of abandoned babies later, but they are all disabled." I heard that Aunt Mei was raising them, but she rarely saw them, and then Aunt Mei died for half a month before her body was found. ”

"What about the babies?"

"Aunt Mei died before she was alive and couldn't be raised, and Aunt Mei was sad for a long time."

"Well, I think I probably got it, thank you, Grandma Pu." Yan Junze smiled and nodded to Uncle Pu's daughter before leaving.

Now it seems that the corpse woman in the underground garage is definitely Aunt Mei, and the two corpse babies are the disabled abandoned babies she picked up.

However, what made Yan Junze curious was that when he opened the [Psychic Event Perception], he did not detect any mission news about the corpse woman and the two corpse babies.

This shows that the corpse woman may not have any obsession, or the corpse baby has an obsession, but she was ruthlessly suppressed by the corpse woman.

This can be judged from the appearance of the corpse baby cowering when he looks at the corpse woman.

Regarding the corpse woman, Yan Junze was full of absolute curiosity.

First of all, this old woman is so powerful, the backgirl didn't say a word when she saw her, just like Ke'er saw other high-level spirits, she just walked away, and she didn't even have the heart to challenge.

It shows that the spirit level of the corpse woman is very high, but it is unknown what level it is.

The most important thing is that now it seems that Yan Junze is very friendly to people, has no obsession, and has no resentment. At least at present, there is no place to pose a threat to people, otherwise people would not have lived in the underground garage for I don't know how long.

If you can, make a good friendship with this corpse woman, and the benefits outweigh the disadvantages.

It's just that Yan Junze knows that at present, his [Evil Spirit Lock] skill, it seems that the spirits above the semi-plastic spirit level can't be locked successfully, and the hated mother-in-law can't, and the back-body girl can't, so this corpse woman will definitely not be able to lock it.

"Let's just do this, buy some candles to see her in two days, open the backfile in advance, and find out if you can establish some feelings with the corpse woman."

Yan Junze made up his mind.

When I got home, I didn't say anything all the way.

At the end of the week, the school notified all senior high school students in advance to organize a large class, and some college teachers came to explain, and the top students of the previous college entrance examination appeared to teach their exam-taking experience.

This made Yan Junze and Zhou Dali completely unexpected.

But fortunately, it was not long, and it ended around 3 o'clock in the afternoon.

Yan Junze and Zhou Dali immediately went to the "Tuesday Fu" gold store, and when they arrived at the processing room, they found that only the two apprentices were there, and the master Gu Bai did not come.

Yan Junze saw that the mold of the mallet had been made and placed on the table upright, but there was no shadow of Gu Bai.

"Master Gu said he will be there in a moment, you should wait first." An apprentice greeted and ran off again.

About half an hour later, Gu Bai was late.

This guy's dark circles are very obvious, his eyelids are drooping, his steps are staggering, and he looks like he is not resting well.

Looking at it like this, Yan Junze is not worried that he is starting work now.

However, Gu Bai seemed to be self-aware, and did not move immediately, but sat there and rested for a while, smoked a cigarette, drank a few sips of the strong tea made by his apprentice, and felt not so tired, and this was the beginning.

Yan Junze was very puzzled, what was this guy doing at night, how could he be so tired? Is it just that you can't sleep well?

I want to think about it, but now it is inconvenient for him to ask, and he is with Zhou Dali, just standing far away and watching.

"Brother Gu, if you find a special structure inside, please stop, and I will consider whether to continue doing it." Yan Junze reminded loudly.

Gu Bai nodded, and then shook his head again: "In my experience, the workmanship of this statue is not very fine, and the probability of having a special structure inside is very small. ”

But although he said this, he was still very careful, and after a while, the statue of Lin Yishan in front of him was melted into a large ball, and Gu Bai carefully poured it into the mold.

At this moment, a black bead rolled out of the molten golden liquid.

"Wait." Yan Junze immediately spoke.