Mrs. Jiang...... It's a distant name.

During the Chinese New Year last year, my cousin Qin Pingyuan's family provoked Huangpizi, when Jiang Shenpo took action to exorcise evil spirits and pull out poison for her cousin, and later there was a big ghost in Lijiagou Jiang Shenpo couldn't solve it, so she asked Qin Kun to help solve it.

That old woman is the outer gate of Yulong Mountain, she can be regarded as an old man, and she is also a fellow Taoist.

This eldest sister was actually sent by Mrs. Jiang?

Qin Kun made a cup of tea and handed it over: "What did Divine Mother Jiang ask you to do?" ”

The woman drank the cow, moistened her throat, put the cloth bag in her arms on the table, and uncovered it layer by layer, and inside, there was a porcelain jar.

Speaking of the columbarium, it is a little bigger, like a flower pot used by ancient nobles, but the patterns on it are a little terrifying. The porcelain jar is surrounded by five patterns of imps killing people, all of which are scenes of human heads falling to the ground, painted realistically, glazed, bloody, and not very comfortable.

"Master Qin is really young...... Mrs. Jiang asked me to come and bring something to the master, and I wanted to ask what this jar was. ”

The woman pushed the jar over, and Qin Kunhu picked it up suspiciously.

Ordinary porcelain altars, dirty, with a few cracks on them, are cold to the touch, and there is a faint smell of rot left in the air.

Qin Kun looked at Wang Gan, Wang Qian shook his head, played with it for a while, and said: "It looks quite evil, but I haven't seen it, it smells like yin qi, but I haven't seen evil mourning." ”

Qin Kun looked at Chu Qianxun, the eldest lady shook off the lamp oil, and the fire on the woman's body startled, the fire was instantly absorbed by the oil lamp, Chu Qianxun opened his eyes: "I only saw an old woman give this thing to her...... The rest, gone......"

The woman was shocked, Chu Qianxun scared herself a lot just now, and she was even more restrained: "Yes, yes, Mrs. Jiang gave me 2,000 yuan for the journey, just asking me to bring this thing to Master Qin to see, and I didn't say anything else......"

Qin Kun couldn't see his eyebrows, and Wang Qian and the eldest lady didn't know what this thing was, so they said, "Then you go back and tell her, I don't know." ”

The woman was a little embarrassed, and Mrs. Jiang said, get the exact news, and give her another 1,000 yuan of hard-earned money, Master Qin doesn't know where this jar comes from, which means that he has lost 1,000 yuan of income......

"Master Qin...... You don't want to look at ...... anymore," the woman said through gritted teeth, "It's 300 yuan, and it's okay to ...... as a reward."

Qin Kun couldn't cry or laugh, eldest sister, are you here to appreciate the treasure?

After the house, Du Qinghan walked out, bit the lollipop, flicked the stick into the trash can, pinched it with two fingers, and accepted the three hundred yuan.

"Remember, it's called a pickled urn. If you go back and tell the goddess, she can't go to the tomb now, and if she enters another door, there will be no return! ”

Tomb!

The woman was shocked: "How do you know so clearly!" ”

That's right, a few days ago, an old man in Baitougou died, and several villagers accidentally found a tomb when digging the grave, and specially invited Mrs. Jiang to check it, and her husband was one of the villagers who dug the grave.

No more than 10 people know about this, how can this girl know?!

Du Qinghan knocked on the porcelain altar: "This thing is a spiritual vessel, it is used to hold the head, and you don't have to bring it back." Let's go. ”

"But ......"

Women hesitate, the porcelain altar used for the head, is this too unbelievable?

"No, but. If you are greedy, you will die, and if you are not greedy, you can live! If your husband is also in the tomb and you don't want to be a widow, go back quickly. Du Qinghan said lightly.

The woman was startled, how could she know everything?

The woman was frightened, said goodbye to a few people and left in a hurry, Qin Kun looked at Du Qinghan wrapped the porcelain jar and hung it on his body, and said curiously: "What the hell is this?" How do you know so clearly? ”

"Luliang Du's family is fighting, and a lot of news is bought from the villagers, which is not surprising. Some villagers often dig up tombs when they go to the ground, most of them are greedy, thinking that there are treasures in them, and since the goddess sent her to take a trip and bring a spiritual weapon, someone in her family must be involved. ”

Du Qinghan said: "This thing is an ordinary pickled head jar, from the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms to the Ming Dynasty, the military power has been severely controlled, and some generals are suspicious, even if they are trumped-up charges, most of them will be beheaded, and no corpses will be left." Some generals were falsely accused, and after finding out, they would bury the jar with their heads in the tomb. These are all unjustly killed generals, and they are very angry, and they are found in many tombs. That goddess should have opened a general's tomb, if she is too greedy, she wants to see blood. ”

Qin Kun and the three of them suddenly realized.

The reason why Chu Qianxun didn't count it was because this woman had nothing to do with the tomb directly, but he didn't expect Du Qinghan to see his eyebrows.

Seeing Du Qinghan packing up and preparing to leave, Qin Kun said, "Where are you going to take this thing?" ”

"Find a place to bury it. Some spiritual objects should not be left in the yang world. ”

Du Qinghan put on a motorcycle helmet and walked away.

……

In the evening, it was already 4 o'clock when Qin Kun went back.

Lying in bed, I can't sleep. Baishigou ...... Why are you so familiar......

Suddenly, Qin Kun remembered.

White Stone Ditch!

Isn't this the filming location of Wang Gan's movie?!

At that time, when filming "Dragon and Tiger Heavenly Master Fighting Zombies", it was the first time I was on the camera, and I was there! No way...... There are so many Danyang dead soldiers, it's already terrifying, Jiang Shenpo, what they have dug up now...... It won't be the general there!

Dressed and coming to the living room, Qin Kun hurriedly picked up the phone and dialed a number.

Qinjia Village, Laomiao Town, Yinchuan County, Linjiang City.

The second brother Qin Ming slept soundly, was woken up by the phone, frowned, and when he saw that it was Qin Kun on the screen, he hurriedly cheered up.

"Hey, brother? Big night, what's going on? ”

Qin Kun was very anxious: "Erming, now, you go to Uncle Donglei's house in the village to buy some incense paper money, it's best to bring some tribute and go to the orchard!" Right away! ”

Yes?

My brother......

At 4 o'clock in the morning, buy incense paper money, and go to the orchard...... me!

Qin Ming had a bitter face: "Brother, what are you doing...... The big night is weird and scary. ”

"Less nonsense, go quickly!"

Qin Ming was confused, his daughter-in-law Zheng was argued, and looked at Qin Ming: "If you don't sleep, what are you going to do?" ”

Qin Ming took a deep breath: "Zheng, you may not believe it, my brother asked me to buy incense paper money and go to the orchard." ”

The corners of Zheng's mouth twitched, and after a while, he said quietly: "Are you evil?" ”

"I didn't!"

"Is your brother evil?"

"Then I can't tell......"

Zheng Zheng is also very speechless, married into the Qin family as a daughter-in-law, the family attaches great importance to Qin Kun, one of the few decent people in Qinjia Village, he is righteous enough, and he is very good to his brothers and elders, he was in the city last year, and he also found a job for Qin Ming, if it weren't for himself, maybe Qin Ming would have been promoted to director like Sanliangzi.

Zheng sighed: "Then you can go for it...... Big brother values you a lot. ”

With the approval of his daughter-in-law, Qin Ming wrapped his clothes and went out.

Even when winter turns to spring, it is still very cold in the village at night.

Qin Donglei's family is the only one in Qinjia Village who sells wreaths and paper money, and he can almost manage the white business in ten miles and eight townships. At half past four in the evening, Qin Ming knocked on the door of Qin Donglei's house with great effort.

Qin Donglei yawned, and when he saw the comer, he said impatiently: "Erming? Why don't you sleep at night, why knock on my door? Who's dead? ”

"Uncle Winter Thunder...... No, my brother asked me to come over and buy some incense, paper money, and tribute......"

Qin Donglei was stunned: "Your brother?" Qin Kun asked you to come? ”

"Yes."

Qin Donglei didn't dare to slack off, welcomed Qin Ming in, and poured a cup of hot tea.

"Erming, these are all good paper, good candles and good incense, count you 3,000 yuan, uncle doesn't earn it."

3000 pieces!

Qin Ming almost jumped up, his anger soared, he couldn't help but pick up Qin Donglei's collar, and said in a low voice: "Uncle Donglei! You've been blinded by lard! ”

Qin Donglei crooked his mouth and knocked off his hand: "You know a fart, let Qin Kun reimburse you." He knows how to do it! ”

"You ......" Qin Ming wanted to say something, but was pushed out by Qin Donglei, and stuffed a half-charred roast chicken in his arms: "Hurry up, Qin Kun asked you to do something in the middle of the night, it must be urgent!" ”

Qin Ming was speechless and called Qin Kun.

"Brother...... I bought the things, and now I go to the orchard, Uncle Donglei asked me for 3,000 yuan! It's too dark, right? ”

Qin Kun was relieved, it seemed that Qin Donglei was taking all the good goods.

"It's not expensive."

Not expensive......

The corners of Qin Ming's mouth twitched, brother, are you so extravagant now......

Qin Kun instructed: "Don't worry about the money, I'll call you, in addition, you remember, after going to the orchard, there is a temple of five immortals in the steepest place in the northwest half of the mountainside, you should be careful when you climb in, light the incense and candles, and put the tribute, just say that I asked you to come, please Liu Xian go to Baishigou for a trip and find Mrs. Jiang." ”

After Qin Kun finished instructing, he found that the other party did not speak.

The cold wind swished, Qin Ming swallowed his saliva: "Brother, I just checked the calendar, April Fool's Day has passed......"

Qin Kun was so angry that he almost pinched his mobile phone: "Erming, you owe a beating." ”

"Brother, tell me honestly, have you encountered anything unclean recently......

Qin Kun looked around, a room full of ghosts swaying, I don't like to lie, how do you want me to answer?

"Erming, I'll remind you one last time. If you dare to talk nonsense again, I'll go back and beat you! ”

The phone was hung up, and Qin Ming was messy in the wind alone.