Chapter 80: The Hanging Old Man

Early morning. As soon as he endured the sleepiness and packed up the things he was going to bring, a white imported Prado stopped at the door of the store, and then a strong man in a suit and leather shoes came down, and a middle-aged man with an oily face and an amiable smile.

Without much to say, I asked for my identity, and after the greetings, the big man carried my suitcase to the car and drove me all the way to the airport.

When he came to the airport, Luo Wenxin, who was dressed simply, was already waiting in the business VIP lounge. After resting for a while, the middle-aged man who picked me up boarded the plane and flew to the neighboring province.

Two hours later, we got off the plane and met the mine boss who had invited me this time, a middle-aged fat man with a shaved head, and his two other brothers.

I got into the car and sped all the way, first at high speed, then on provincial roads, county roads, and township roads, and when I finally came to the mine boss's hometown, a village surrounded by mountains on three sides and shrouded in a layer of mist, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon.

Although it is relatively remote, the road conditions along the way are relatively good. Even the last dozen miles of township roads, which are easier to walk than county roads, were funded by the mine owner and his three brothers who were doing business in different fields.

As expected, the house of the mine owner and his brothers in his hometown is indeed the most magnificent in this small village, and it is built in the best village, no different from the luxury villas in the big city, and it looks out of place in the remote mountain village, like a small palace that stands out from the crowd and a giant beast to look up to.

It stands to reason that the children are all talented, and the old man should be the most face-saving person in Shili Eight Villages, even if he doesn't go to the city, he can live in his hometown for a long time, but he is such an old man who is envied by everyone, but he chose to hang himself.

Is there any hidden meaning under this glamorous and even somewhat glaring appearance?

As soon as we got out of the car, Luo Wenxin and I were received very warmly, and on the short road of thirty or forty meters from the high wall and wide gate to the main hall, there were no less than ten people who came up to greet each other with smiling faces, and there were countless smiles that kept a certain distance.

It is not difficult to see that most of these amiable smiles full of kindness have some schadenfreude in them.

In front of the hall of the three-story mansion in front of him, there was a faint sound of reprimands coming from inside. As we entered, the rebuke disappeared, and in front of the table of the Eight Immortals under the incense in the main hall, sat two old men dressed in old blue tunics, on crutches, and with wrinkled faces, who nodded lightly when they saw us coming.

Without too many words, as soon as Luo Wenxin and I sat down, the sumptuous dishes were served. After eating and settling down, accompanied by the mine boss and a few brothers and elders of the clan, the sky had already darkened.

In the faint mist, there was a gentle rain falling.

"Where is the place where the old man and fairy went?" After the people who filled the hall and retreated one after another, Luo Wenxin asked the mine boss.

The mine boss's surname is Zhang Mingyuzhen, not the eldest of the old man's daughter and four sons, ranking third, but he is the most prominent, and immediately replied: "On the peach tree in the corner of the west courtyard." ”

"Where do you stay most often?" Luo Wenxin asked again.

This question is not where the old man liked it during his lifetime, but where the soul most often appears after death.

As soon as the words fell, the mine boss subconsciously looked up at the gate of the outer courtyard, as if his father was looking at him there.

"It's near the gate outside, inside and outside the hall, and then on the roof."

Luo Wenxin nodded, didn't ask any more, and after giving me a look in his eyes, he walked out of the hall together accompanied by everyone and walked towards the corner of the west courtyard.

Peachwood has the power to suppress evil, but the old man can linger in front of the house and behind the house for so long, and several groups of peers are helpless.

But the most frequent location does not include the place where he hanged himself, but it shows that he has not become a resentful spirit, let alone a demon.

At that time, after the old man was put down from the hanging rope, the peach tree was immediately cut down, and at this time only a stump with a diameter of about forty centimeters remained, on which there were no less than ten yellow paper charms that had been soaked in rain, and there were also many pasted on the courtyard wall next to it.

Although the yard is large, it has always been a yard, and it has already been studied by previous peers. Since they didn't see what was wrong, Luo Wenxin naturally had a hard time seeing it. So after walking around like a horse, we returned to the hall.

"It's getting late, let the clansmen and neighbors disperse, it is not appropriate to leave too many people." After returning to his chair and sitting down, Rowan said.

In fact, there is no need to say that as the sky darkened, people had already had the heart to leave, but they stayed because of their feelings.

The reason is that the old man made too much trouble during this time, although Mr. Yin and Yang were present, but in the eyes of these people, we are no different from those who made a big noise and left in a panic before, and even worse than them.

Because there are only two of us, and I'm probably more of a useless person at a young age.

Soon, the huge mansion was empty, and only the four brothers of the mine owner, a few members of the family, three henchmen and assistants, and the middle-aged man who accompanied us here all the way today.

At this time, there were no outsiders, so it was naturally much easier to speak, Zhang Yuzhen looked outside the house with palpitations, and asked directly: Master Luo, is there a way? At such a time, we no longer ask for any good results, as long as the living can be at peace. If you need anything, you can just say, let's go and prepare, as for tonight, or rest first, after a day's journey, it's hard enough, and there is no hurry to do it tomorrow.

Luo Wenxin thought about it for a while, and said that if you need something, I will tell you then, we have to see the situation first tonight, and all of you had better avoid it, and if you hear any noise at night, don't come out. If you don't feel at ease, you can leave someone to accompany us, but it can't be you, you have to be not related to your old man.

As soon as they heard this, Zhang Yuzhen's brothers immediately felt like they had been amnestied, and they didn't even ask the reason, and after saying some polite words, they went upstairs and hid back in the room.

And the one who stayed with us was the middle-aged man with a gentle temperament, or he himself asked to stay.

"Brother Wang, aren't you afraid?" Along the way, I was also familiar with this person, and after everyone was done, I asked him with a smile.

This person's surname is Wang, I don't know his name, judging from his conversational temperament, he should have a high level in the mine boss's company, and his relationship is also very iron, but he doesn't have any shelf, otherwise I wouldn't have mixed up with him in just one day to the point where I can joke.