Fan Wusu got out of the car, and he was also crazy.

The mountain road was rough, and my car was not of the off-road vehicle type, and in the midst of the madness, I heard the sound of bumps, and I suspected that when we went down the mountain, the car would be scrapped.

In the midst of the bump, I felt a soft body overwhelm me......

200 pounds!

It's just damning!

And at this moment, I smelled a smell on Yang Yufan's body, which was similar to the smell of a pig farm!

Pig manure smell.

This makes me unable to treat Yang Yufan as an ordinary woman, and I feel that what I am pressing on my body is a dirty pig! Pigs covered in manure!

I don't know how long it took for the car to finally drive on the smooth road, and the pigs didn't follow.

"It seems that those pigs can't be too far away from the pig farm. ”

So they didn't chase after them either.

After the car stabilized, I pushed Yang Yufan away, but the smell seemed to be on my body, and I felt uncomfortable.

I sighed and said, "It's a pity that this trip up the mountain was in vain." ”

Fan Wusu smiled and said, "For you, it's a trip for nothing, but for me, isn't it?" ”

Me: "? ”

Fan Wusu pointed to his mind and said: "I am the director of the Bureau of Impermanence, similar to the head of your police station in the mortal world, the files of all creatures and dead souls in heaven and earth are all recorded in the life and death book in my hand, I only need to take a look at the pigs and people in the pig farm, and my system has automatically matched their information." Of course, I won't tell you too much about this kind of secrecy. ”

I Khan: "Isn't the Book of Life and Death in the hands of Hades?" ”

Fan Wusu said: "So my life and death book here is just a record, and the king of Hades is genuine." If I don't have a backup, it's not good to hook my soul. ”

"Oh!"

"But I think there's one thing you want." He handed over a piece of paper.

I took it and saw that it was a wall calendar paper, with many phone numbers written in the blank space on the back, thinking that this was Zhu Dachang's business chain, and he wrote down all the important numbers in the wall calendar.

With so many numbers, there should be butchers who are closest to him in business.

I called one by one, and finally, when I made the fourth call, someone finally said that their family was a butcher who did business with Zhu Dachang.

I was so overjoyed that I immediately asked, "Has anything strange happened in your family lately?" ”

The woman said, "No." ”

So well?

I was not very relieved, but I still asked the butcher's home address, they lived in the dormitory of the pig slaughterhouse in the south of the city, but the butcher's wife seemed not very happy that I was going to visit late at night, but she didn't say anything, and was still willing to accept us guests who were going to visit late at night.

After hanging up the phone, I said to Fan Wuxu: "Chengnan Pig Slaughterhouse." ”

He said "um", then turned the car around and drove towards the pig slaughterhouse in the south of the city.

At this time, Fan Xueqi couldn't help but speak: "Uncle Xiao, I think you will definitely make headlines tomorrow." ”

I was puzzled and asked, "Why?" ”

She pointed at Fan Wushu.

I didn't understand, but Fan Wuxu laughed and said, "Life must be happy!" ”

As soon as the voice fell, he immediately stepped on the accelerator and started a new round of drag racing!

I was really confused by the second monk and didn't understand how I got into the headlines, but when Fan Wuxu ran two red lights for me, my whole face turned green!

This is my car!

The registration information for the car is mine!

No matter who drives it, it will be remembered in my head by the end!

I have a hunch that if Fan Wuxuan gives me a few more red lights, my driver's license will be revoked!

But Fan Wusu is so hi!

He doesn't care at all!

I cried and said uncle, you should be more leisurely, but he just doesn't care, I see that he is driving someone else's car, and he is not distressed at all!

Until the car was parked at the pig slaughterhouse in the south of the city, I didn't recover from the pain that my driver's license was about to be revoked!

"Go ahead." Fan Wusu snapped his fingers, and the car door opened.

Me: "......"

Fan Wusu said, "But I want to remind you of one thing. ”

Me: "My driver's license is going to be revoked." ”

Fan Wuxuan: "It's not about this. I want to remind you that whether you go to a pig farm or a slaughterhouse, it seems that you will be greeted by women. ”

This reminder really made me pay attention.

In the pig farm, it was Zhu Dachang's wife who opened the door;

When I called just now, it was obviously the butcher's mobile phone, but it was his wife who answered the phone.

It's all women.

What they have in common is that they are not directly related to the revenge of the pigs, but when something happens, they are the ones who come forward to do the "reception".

Zhu Dachang, who raised pigs, is dead, and so is his wife. It's all ghosts, why did it take his wife to receive them? Where did his soul go?

What about the butcher?

His situation is not encouraging.

I got out of the car.

The door to the butcher's house is open, and it is a small dormitory with warm lighting, which is much more human than the house on the pig farm.

I knocked on the door, and the people in the house saw me at once.

The little two are there.

I carefully identified them, they were all still breathing, they looked very vivid, and they felt alive.

Is this family really okay?

"You're the one who called?" The butcher's wife asked.

I smiled and nodded.

She frowned and asked, "It's so late, what is the matter with you coming to us?" ”

I said, "There's something I want to ask you." ”

The butcher immediately shook his head and said, "You have to ask, we don't know anything." ”

I laughed and said, "I haven't asked yet, how do you know what I want to ask you?" ”

The butcher said: "You said on the phone that you are a friend of Zhu Dachang, I think you came to me to ask him about it." That man died a strange death, you ask me, I really don't know what's going on! I only heard that he had fallen into an evil spirit and done something that people and gods were angry about, so he was punished! He died so miserably that all of his skin was gone, and no one knows where his skin is. ”

I asked, "Are the tattooed pigs finally sent to you to be slaughtered and skinned?" ”

The butcher nodded: "It's me." ”

I asked, "Did anything strange happen after that?" ”

The butcher shook his head.

I think it's very strange, it stands to reason that the pig has accumulated a hundred lifetimes of resentment, and whoever it hits will kill whoever it hits, and it is impossible to leave a living mouth, but why is the butcher's family safe?

I thought for a while and asked, "Big brother, can you let me take the pulse?" ”

"Take the pulse? Do you want to help me see a doctor? The butcher asked, puzzled, but he did not mean to refuse, and stretched out his hand.

I walked over and felt his pulse.

This real warmth, as well as the beating and powerful pulse, proved that he was a living person.

He is very healthy, except that Yintang is black and shiny, as if he has been entangled by the plague of blood and light, but he is safe and sound, which is really strange.

"Am I sick?" The butcher asked.

I shook my head and let go of my hand with a smile: "You're healthy." ”

Then I asked: "Was there anyone else who helped Zhu Dachang's family kill pigs except you?" ”

The butcher shook his head and said, "I'm alone." I've been in business with their family for more than nine years, and he's never had anyone else take over his business. Who the hell are you? Zhu Dachang has been dead for so long, why did he suddenly want to come over and ask him about it? ”

I whispered, "Because it's not over yet." ”

The butcher let out a "ah", but he was not much surprised, and he said: "I also heard that this matter is not over, it seems that the tattoo artists who tattooed the pigs are also dead, right?" ”

I nodded.

"Are you...... The police? ”

"Exorcist."

"Oh!" The butcher's face relaxed.

I know that ordinary people don't like to deal with the police, and ordinary citizens do cooperate with the police, but there are many things that may not be confessed to the police, such as: I think those people were killed by demons! - If you say this to the police, the police won't believe it.

So I'm very honest about my purpose, I just want to know more information.

The butcher was about to open his mouth to reveal some important information to me, but his wife stopped him with an unkind face: "Don't say it, that matter has nothing to do with us!" They tattooed pigs, they were wrong, they deserved their retribution, and it has nothing to do with us. If you want to exorcise evil spirits, go to their house to exorcise evil spirits, and what are you doing with us? ”