Before we asked Master Zhao what was wrong, Lao Zhou had already arrived at the entrance of the commissary, and when he came to see that there were only a few of us, he asked Zhao Wangcai: "What about the boss of my store?" ”

Zhao Wangcai said: "He just answered a phone call, saying that there is still a bit of urgency, go first, let me show him, take a picture of the situation inside to him, he looks at the decoration, if you need to make major changes, you open the door first." ”

Lao Zhou was full of alcohol, thinking that he might have drunk until what time he drank last night, maybe it was all night, and he didn't know that his daughter had just passed away, why was he still in such a mood to drink, and he was in a good mood now, not at all like someone who had just died at home.

Lao Zhou took out the key, inserted it several times and didn't hit the keyhole, so anxious that Zhao Wangcai grabbed the key directly, clicked the door open, as soon as the door opened, everyone was stunned, in the open space in front of the commissary counter, more than a dozen mobile phones were thrown horizontally, and two were now being called, vibrating on the ground.

Looking at the mobile phone all over the ground, Lao Zhou rubbed his eyes and said, "What's going on?" Who put this in? ”

Zhao Wangcai said: "It depends on who has the key, your door is tight, there is not even a seam, and the lock is also good, this mobile phone can't be through the wall by yourself." ”

Lao Zhou scratched his head, picked up a vibrating mobile phone from the ground, and picked it up directly: "Hey, who?" Talk, speak, what steals? I picked up this phone! Who? How do I know where he went? If you quarrel with me again, I'll just smash this phone to you in half. ”

Lao Zhou was arguing with the phone, Master Zhao snatched the phone, his attitude was even rougher than Lao Zhou, and he scolded directly, "Shut up!" He hung up the phone, then put the phone buckle on the table, and motioned for us to look at the back of the phone.

Because the back of the phone is black, although you can see that there are stains on it, it is not very clear what the specific stains are, and even the color is not very easy to distinguish.

Master Zhao took a piece of white paper, rubbed it on the phone, and then handed the paper to us to see, and what was wiped off was actually dark red, like dried blood.

We quickly turned all the phones upside down, and we saw that most of the phones had blood on the back, and on some white phone cases, it could be clearly seen that there were a few bloody finger prints.

The phones are all here, and there is blood, what about the person? Still alive?

Master Zhao asked Lao Zhou to take him a pile of black plastic bags, put all the mobile phones in a plastic bag, and then put all the other plastic bags on the outside layer by layer, and asked Lao Zhou to find him a black cardboard box, and put the plastic bag and mobile phone together.

Then he said to Lao Zhou: "Okay, what we have to do is done, do you want to open the door again for a while, or close the door and go home to sleep by yourself, you decide for yourself." ”

Then he strode out of the door with a box of mobile phones, and we didn't care about Lao Zhou's reaction, so we hurriedly followed Master Zhao out.

A few people got into the car and went back to Zhao Yufeng's new house directly, and on the way Zhao Wangcai asked Master Zhao: "Didn't you want to find out how Zhou Xiaomei's resentment came from?" I met Lao Zhou just now, and you didn't ask! ”

Master Zhao said: "This matter has nothing to do with him, these two villages are shrouded in resentment, everyone I saw on the road has dark clouds on their heads, but Lao Zhou does not have them on his head, this girl does not hate her father." ”

I said, "Could that be someone else in her family?" Even if it wasn't Lao Zhou who provoked her, Lao Zhou was at least an insider, I think Lao Zhou's son is quite problematic. ”

Master Zhao still shook his head and said, "It shouldn't be." ”

But why not, Master Zhao didn't say, seeing that his face was solemn and his expression was unprecedentedly serious, I didn't want to ask anything more.

When I arrived at Zhao Yufeng's new house, it had been almost smashed, although it had been simply cleaned, but all the windows were not even glass, the doors were also smashed and deformed, and there was no good furniture and appliances left, even the lights were smashed. In order to prevent electricity leakage, after we went in, we pulled down the electric switch.

Master Zhao found a table that could barely stand up, put the cardboard box on, and found two bowls that were basically complete, offered a bowl of water and a bowl of rice in front of the cardboard box, and asked Zhao Wangcai to go out to buy incense, wax, and paper money. Zhao Wangcai said that there is still at home, Master Zhao said that it is not enough, you need to buy a lot, and the paper money should have the logo of Yong'an, this is not the time to save money, it is best to buy all the paper money that can buy good fragrance and wax and Yong'an nearby.

After Zhao Wangcai went out, Master Zhao instructed Xiaohui and I to take off the curtains of several rooms and hang them all on the windows of the room where the boxes were placed.

The curtain rod couldn't hang so many curtains, so Master Zhao asked us to nail all the four sides of the curtain to the wall, blocking the window, and the room instantly became black and rumbling, I don't know if it was a psychological effect, after nailing the curtains from the window, I felt that the house was cloudy and windy, and sometimes I felt that someone was blowing on the back of my neck, and even felt that there were people whispering in the room. Human imagination is a terrible thing, and even if there is nothing, people can scare themselves to death with their imagination.

Soon, Zhao Wangcai came back with several boxes, and after the things were moved in, Master Zhao lit the candles, and then closed the door, leaving only the fluttering light of the candles in the room, not only did it feel bright, but felt more eerie than pure darkness.

Master Zhao lit the whole handful of incense, and then chanted a mantra to burn the paper money, and the scene of eating incense was staged again in the house, and the thick smoke on the large handful of burning incense did not drift to the rest of the house at all, but all of them got into the box, and desperately drilled into it through all the cracks in the box.

Although the incense burned unevenly, it was consumed at a speed visible to the naked eye. Master Zhao didn't dare to slack off, as long as the number of incense roots decreased, he would immediately renew it, and after renewing it, he was busy chanting mantras and burning paper.

According to this amount of food, I am afraid that there is more than one ghost in this box! We didn't dare to speak, watching Master Zhao make incense for a while, make paper money for a while, and keep chanting mantras in his mouth, so busy that I hurried over to help renew the incense, Xiaohui helped burn the paper money, so that Master Zhao could recite the mantra with peace of mind, and he tossed for several hours, all the paper money was burned, and the incense was burned about the same, and the speed was finally full.

Master Zhao chattered in front of the incense case for a long time before he breathed a sigh of relief, led us out of the room, and closed the door.