I was about to ask him what the specific matter was, but Master Zhao and Ben didn't have time to explain more to me, so they just instructed Xiaohui and me to go over together, and then hung up the phone.

When we arrived at the village chief's house, the courtyard was already full of people, men, women and children, and a few women were crying.

This chaotic scene made me wonder for a while, the matter of the village chief has only been two days, such a big case, it should not be closed so quickly, the village chief's body may not have been brought back, so it will not be buried so soon, so why are these people crying, even if people are dead to cry, but also say such a way to cry.

Xiaohui and I squeezed in, and saw that the crowd was surrounded by a middle-aged woman with a mask, this woman was sitting at the table, holding a pen and drawing something seriously, there were a few burned incense in the corner of the table, and the incense ash had been blown a little scattered, and Master Zhao, Chen Coffin, and Sangu stood aside with a solemn face and watched her draw, after she finished drawing, Master Zhao took a picture with his mobile phone and handed it to other people, and there were still a few people in the crowd who were looking at a few pieces of paper.

Although the woman kept her head down, and we couldn't see the mask head-on, we could still feel that the smile on the mask was very hideous and weird, and it felt like if we looked at it, we would be sucked into the mask.

Seeing us coming, Master Zhao took the two of us directly into the back room, tore a paper figure and asked me to put it in my clothes, and asked me to put it close to me and not through my clothes.

I said wait a while, it's too hot outside, just rushed over, covered in sweat, put the paper figure close to the clothes inside, even if it is not soaked by sweat for a while, it will be all stained with sweat, and wait for the sweat to fall and then put it.

As a result, Master Zhao said, "It's okay, it's better to sweat wet." Then, without waiting for my consent, he stuffed the paper figure directly into my clothes, checked the time with his phone, and set an alarm clock for an hour later.

After finishing these, Master Zhao briefly told us the general story of the matter.

What happened in the back mountain, the village chief's wife did not tell the people in the village, plus there were other things that happened in the village yesterday, and no one paid attention to the fact that the village chief did not appear in the past two days, so now everyone does not know that the village chief is dead.

This morning, the village chief's wife suddenly used the village loudspeaker to call everyone to her house, saying that the village chief had something important to announce, and then everyone came, and they saw her wearing a mask and lighting incense painting in the courtyard.

Everyone asked her what to say, she didn't pay attention to people, just lowered her head to paint, at first some people thought she was joking, deliberately teasing everyone, and told her that everyone is very busy now, several people in the village did not go home the night before yesterday, and now they have been missing for more than a day, everyone is busy looking for it, let her not make trouble, and asked her where the village chief went, let her quickly find the village chief to come out, organize everyone to go to the mountains to find it, don't be unable to go out for a while, so that you can run around on the mountain.

As a result, the village chief's wife still didn't even raise her head, just concentrating on painting, there was an aunt who was usually familiar with the village chief's wife to pull her, she actually raised her hand directly and pushed the aunt away, the aunt scolded the street and went home to bring her man, let the man call the shots for himself, the man didn't want to conflict with the village chief's wife at first, on the one hand, the man was too unparticular about finding trouble with women, on the other hand, this was the woman of the village chief's family, and it was no good to offend, so he had been unwilling to come forward.

Although the man refused to step forward, but the aunt had the support of her own man, or had the confidence, so she went over again and wanted to tear up with the village chief's wife, but the village chief's wife pushed her out directly without giving face, and fell out more than two meters away, the man with a big waist and a round waist was not her opponent, and he was thrown out directly.

At that time, there were already seven or eight people in the courtyard, including the old lady in the village, who was more than 100 years old, who was also summoned by the loudspeaker of the village chief's wife.

The old lady saw the village chief's wife like this, and said that she was afraid that she was evil, so she splashed it with black dog blood and forced the dirty things out, so she asked which house in the village had a black dog, and a young man said, now the village doesn't talk about black dogs, it's not easy to find a piece of miscellaneous hair, and every day I hear someone stewing dog meat, which has basically been eaten clean.

Everyone was discussing, the village chief's wife threw a pile of freshly drawn paper at everyone, everyone picked it up and passed it and looked at it, and found that all the paintings on it were coffins, all kinds of them, everyone was also puzzled, the village chief's wife did not do the funeral business, how could she inexplicably gather everyone to her home to watch her paint the coffin.

The old lady also squinted her eyes and looked at a few pictures of the coffin drawn by the village chief's wife, and was so frightened that she trembled at the time, saying that the village chief's wife must have been possessed by something, and the things on her body had either seen these coffins or came out of this coffin.

He also said that when his grandfather was a child, his family was poor, and the poor couldn't eat, and his grandfather had no choice but to sell an aunt who was a few years older than his grandfather and exchange it for a few buckets of rice to barely survive the famine.

The old lady is more than 100 years old, the old lady's grandfather was a child, it is estimated that the Qing Dynasty has not died, in that era, in order to support the son to sell the daughter is too normal, so his aunt and grandmother didn't say anything, just sell it, and then followed the traffickers away, after a few years, came back once, the one who wore gold and silver was generous, and gave the family a lot of money.

The family said that she was so blessed that she got rid of the life of doing farm work, and asked him if he was married to a rich family as a concubine, and if there was any good way, he would also find an errand for his younger brother, and the brothers in the family in the province would work in the soil for the rest of their lives.

My aunt and grandmother only said that she was not married to a rich man, and there was no way, so it was good to let the family live in peace, but the family was unhappy at that time, saying that she only cared about herself and refused to pull her brother, and even forgot her surname, and supported her so much in vain.

As a result, my aunt and grandmother also pulled down her face, saying that the money and money she brought back were wanted by the family, and if she disliked it, she could be thrown directly on the street, anyway, she had already been sold before, and the money owed to this family had already been repaid, so it would be good if she had never given birth to her. After saying that, she ran out crying at night, and her brother, that is, the old lady's grandfather, chased him out, and the two talked a lot outside the village.

My aunt and grandmother said that they had been sold to a group of grave robbers, and that the money was obtained by digging graves and selling antiques, and now that their group was almost dead, and they would not live long, and gave their brother a few pieces of paper with coffins painted on them, saying that they were living coffins. It's not that the coffin contains a living person, but the coffin itself is alive and very dangerous, so let the younger brother remember what these coffins look like, if he encounters such a coffin, he must be as far away as he can hide.

Then his aunt and grandmother left, and never came back, but the drawings of the coffin that his aunt gave him, his grandfather preserved, and the old lady saw it when he was young, just like the one painted by the village chief's wife now.

This kind of old story more than a hundred years ago, the people in the village naturally don't plan to believe it, seeing that everyone didn't believe what he said, the old lady was still anxious, and swore that what he said was true, and he definitely didn't lie.

In fact, everyone doesn't suspect him of lying, and he doesn't have to lie, but after all, it's been so many years, and it's been a century since the old lady was a child, and it's hard to guarantee that there is no deviation in memory.

The young man told the old lady that if he wanted to believe it, he could take out the drawings left by his aunt and grandmother, and everyone would compare them, and if it was really the same, he would believe it.

The old lady was trembling angrily, saying that robbing the tomb was not a glorious deed, and keeping that thing was afraid of causing disaster to the family, in the special era, his father had burned all those drawings, but every word he said was true.

The young man was also not particular, and actually told the old lady that since the village chief's wife drew the same drawings as his aunt and grandmother left at that time, and now the village chief's wife is evil, then maybe the village chief's wife is the old lady's aunt, and said that if the old lady communicates with his aunt and grandmother, see where there is a big tomb, he will also dig two shovels.

The young man originally said this casually, but he didn't expect the old lady to take it seriously, so he knelt down for the village chief's wife and wanted to kowtow to his aunt and grandmother.

But everyone present was frightened, even the aunt and the aunt's man who was fighting with the village chief's wife just now couldn't take care of the village chief's wife, everyone hurried over to help the old lady, but the old lady cried a handful of snot and tears, plus the teeth leaked, everyone couldn't hear what he was crying and crying to his aunt and grandmother, anyway, he couldn't pull it up, the old arms and legs, everyone was afraid of breaking him, and they didn't dare to work hard.

Later, it was the aunt's idea that the only one who knew the most about coffins in these towns was Chen Coffin, who sold coffins, and called Chen Coffin to show him what the village chief's wife was painting.

As a result, Chen came to take a look, although he had never seen these coffins, but he was sure that the village chief's wife painted a coffin, and in his experience, this coffin must be at least more than a thousand years old, although this is a coffin, but there are many things on it that should not be on a normal coffin, he realized that this matter must be unusual, so he quickly called Master Zhao and Sangu to find them.

Then Master Zhao handed us the phone and asked us to see the photos on his phone, saying that he had taken all the pictures drawn by the village chief's wife in order.

Xiaohui and I looked at it, and I didn't see anything in the first few photos, anyway, it was a coffin, each one was a coffin, and there were things like charms painted on the coffin, Master Zhao explained to us that according to his experience, these charms should be used to prevent corpses.

I don't know about coffins, and I don't know about charms, so I can't see anything, I keep turning back, the first few are single coffins, and the back is a piece of coffins, I don't dare to count the more, it's just a coffin array.

Flipping back are four narrative paintings, the first of which hastily depicts a woman walking in a narrow alley with a flashlight, looking at her figure and hairstyle, which should be the wife of the village chief.

I flipped back again, and the picture on it was still the village chief's wife, and she walked to the door of a house, and the door opened a crack, and a hand stretched out from inside, and handed a mask to the village chief's wife.

In the next one, the village chief's wife has left the alley, and it looks like she has returned to her home, but she is still holding the mask in her hand, frowning, as if she is making some difficult decision.

In the fourth photo, the village chief's wife has already put on the mask, but it seems that she regrets it when she puts it on, because the picture shows her wearing a mask, her hands are grabbing and pulling at her ears, as if she is desperately trying to take the mask off her face, but the mask is like growing on her face, and there is no way to take it off.

From this point of view, the reason why the village chief's wife is doing these things now is because she is wearing that mask, and it can even be said that it is the mask that is now controlling the village chief's wife.

Then the person who really wants everyone to see those paintings is the one who gave the village chief's wife the mask. There is limited information on the still screen, and it can be seen from the expression in the third picture that the village chief's wife knew that this was not an ordinary mask before she put on this mask, but after careful consideration, she still wore it, so it must be the person who gave her the mask and told her something.

I flipped back to the second picture, but unfortunately the person who gave her the mask was not painted, only one hand appeared on the screen, and from the comparison of the size of the hands of the two people, and the watch on the wrist of the hand that came out of the door, I could only see that the person who gave her the mask was a man, and the others could not be seen.

"Look at this doorway, doesn't it look familiar?" Xiao Hui said.

I looked at it, I felt that the door was very ordinary, the rural gate was basically that style, and it was drawn on paper, it was simply outlined with lines, and there was no color, and I couldn't see anything special at all, I looked up at Master Zhao, and I felt that Master Zhao didn't see anything in the doorway.

Xiaohui continued: "Although these paintings are not very good-looking, they are very realistic, and the degree of realism is almost equivalent to a photo. ”

Speaking of which, Xiaohui also found an angle, took a photo with her mobile phone, and then put the two photos together for us to see.

The girl is still careful in the end, this comparison I just found out, the paper is almost exactly the same as the photo, all the lines can be matched, the picture is like a photo, if it weren't for Master Zhao said that he saw the village chief's wife draw this with his own eyes, I really suspect it's PS.