The last time I saw Liu Zi was the night before.

Someone rescued me the night before, and Liu Zi and Liu Tang fainted at the door of the village committee. I've already told Master about this, and Master can't come up with any clues.

As for Liu Zi and Liu Tang, their memories seem to be fragmented, and they don't remember what happened between when I was arrested in the village committee and when they were rescued.

Someone in the village called the police, and Liu Zi's wife Xu Xiangniu hugged Liu Zi's leg and cried so much that her liver and intestines were broken. Liu Zi's reputation in the village on weekdays is not good, but at this time, seeing Xu Xiangniu's orphans and widows crying almost out of breath, the eyes of everyone present are sour.

Several old daughters-in-law pulled Xu Xiangniu to persuade her to take care of her body, and several old people with high age and seniority helped Zhang Luo Liu Zi's posthumous affairs.

This is the case in the village, maybe there are constant quarrels on weekdays, but if something happens to someone's family, there are more people willing to help, and there are few people who simply watch the excitement.

It didn't take long for the police to arrive. They put Liu Zi's body down, and the experienced old forensic doctor immediately conducted a preliminary examination of the body.

Liu Zizi used the belt untied from his waist, and the red bricks stacked on the curb for his feet, and there were no traces of a fight at the scene.

Everything indicates that Liu Zi committed suicide.

But why did he kill himself? Is it a ghost for a while, or is it a ghost for a while? The rumors blew like the wind under the old locust tree, blowing people's hearts cold and cold.

The police cordoned off the scene, and Master had no choice but to lead the villagers to the next grave circle. Liu Tang's face turned white, and he glanced at Liu Tiangen and said, "Village chief, this ...... Do you want to keep burning? Liu Zihe ......"

The others also whispered. Someone even said: "Isn't Erfat talking nonsense yesterday?" As soon as a locust tree was burned, a man hanged himself under the locust tree. Didn't Master Liu say yesterday that the locust tree on the general's grave was a mother locust, and these were sub-locust trees? Could it be that their brothers have the same heart and mind, and they come to ...... Revenge? ”

Master did not speak. One of the people suddenly called out "Huh-" and said, "What is this?" As soon as he bent down, he picked up a mobile phone from the barley.

When the police heard the noise, they quickly ran over, carefully packed the phone in a plastic bag, and then held it up and asked, "Whose phone is this?" Does anyone recognize it? ”

No one spoke.

The police asked Xu Xiangniu again: "Is this the deceased's mobile phone?" Xu Xiangniu shook her head with teary eyes. That's weird. A mobile phone appeared at the scene of the suicide in vain, not the deceased, and no villagers came out to claim it?

Several policemen gathered around and muttered for a while, and a small policeman put his mobile phone in the storage compartment and put it together with the belt and red brick.

The master said to Liu Tiangen, "Since everyone is unwilling to continue burning, then I will go home with Xiaomi." "Neither explain, nor nostalgia, free and easy to make people look straight and mutter.

Liu Tiangen naturally couldn't say anything, he said a basket of good things to the master, and then he took two more steps forward with Xiaoxiao.

I was a little worried: "Master, if the locust tree is not burned, the general's grave will ......."

The master walked in front with his hands in his hands, and he didn't reply: "What's the hurry?" Catching up is not a sale, you dry them, but they think you are trustworthy. ”

Sure enough, in the afternoon, Liu Tiangen led a group of people to my house to invite people, and at the same time, he also brought the latest news about Liu Zi's case.

The results of the preliminary investigation by the police showed that Liu Zi committed suicide, and the mobile phone at the scene belonged to Liu Erpang, and the police wanted to go to Liu Erpang's house to understand the situation, but Liu Erpang was missing.

His parents didn't know anything about Liu Erpang's situation, and the police couldn't identify him as a murderer just by relying on a mobile phone that was dropped at the scene of the crime, so the police had to conduct in-depth investigation and analysis while looking for Liu Erpang.

It's just that although the police have no conclusion, the people in the village are speculating that Liu Erpang is the murderer. If he hadn't done something wrong, why would he have absconded in fear of sin?

Now that the murderer has been "found" and it has been confirmed that this is not the revenge of the old locust tree, the people in the village are naturally not so afraid. Therefore, for the sake of feng shui in the village, the master's words should still be listened to, and the old locust tree at the grave should still be burned.

The locust tree that Liu had hanged himself was blocked by the police, so we had to start with another locust tree. Everyone burned the locust tree and dug out the roots according to the master's instructions, and sure enough, a second white coffin was found underground.

This white coffin is the same as the previous one in terms of size, style, and posture of being wrapped and inserted by the roots of the locust tree, and even the degree of decay. The master didn't talk much nonsense, and cut down the roots and uprooted them according to the previous process, and this time, he deliberately used a pile of dead branches to plug the holes in the coffin, and then let people set it on fire, and no one was allowed to look into the coffin.

The next day, the master led the people to the general's grave. The grass on the general's grave was dead, and only a locust tree was left. This time, the master first asked people to prepare dozens of catties of rooster blood and pour it on the roots of the tree.

The land on the general's grave seemed to have dried up for a long time, and dozens of catties of rooster blood were poured on it, and it seeped into the soil in an instant, and there was not even a trace of red marks left on the ground.

Master told the villagers to retreat from the grave, and then we saw the rooster blood on the ground begin to bubble. It was like water boiling a pot, and one after another big bubbles were blowing up the ground, rising to a certain point, and then bursting "poof", and then puffs of black smoke with a foul smell drifted into the air.

It took more than two hours for the black gas to bubble up before Master let us go back to the general's grave. On a cold day, the land that should have been frozen hard turned out to be soft and soft, like sand.

The master asked people to pour three barrels of gasoline on the old locust tree, and the fire was lit up, and the wolf smoke rose to the sky, and in the fire, there seemed to be countless ghosts crying, and the sound shook the sky, which was extremely miserable. The faint-hearted people covered their ears one after another.

The village chief hoped that the master would suppress it, but the master said, "I can't suppress this." The ghost spirit has been entrenched here for hundreds of years, and once it is evacuated, can it be vented? That's a good thing. ”

The fire burned until the middle of the moon before it was extinguished, and the fire reflected the sky red, and people from ten miles and eight villages ran over to see the excitement.

When the fire was extinguished, the master said to the village chief, "The mother locust is dead, and there is only one locust left." The feng shui bureau that has been entrenched here for hundreds of years has been broken, and the life of the village will get better and better in the future. ”

Naturally, the village chief was busy saying good things.

The third day was the day of Liu Zi's funeral. Master led me to the funeral and lit a stick of incense. Originally, we were going to go back after the incense was burned, but for some reason, Master suddenly stopped.

I asked him what was wrong, and he waved his hand, lowered his voice and said, "Something is wrong." ”