My grandfather's body was left at home for a day and sent to the funeral home.

Mom and Dad were going to incinerate my grandfather's body, saying that it was hot and couldn't be left for too long, but my grandmother hadn't been discharged from the hospital yet, and I thought she wanted to see my grandfather for the last time, so I blocked it alive and dead. My parents are also very heartbroken, but they are businessmen after all, mature and steady, focusing on the overall situation, they said that my grandfather is over eighty years old, and leaving in his sleep is the best result, at such an old age, one day he will leave.

The family's big business is busy, so they can't spend it here all the time, and they want to wait for their grandfather's funeral to be finished soon, and then take their grandmother to Shanghai.

To be honest, I was very resentful of my parents' ruthlessness at the time.

My parents were angry that I was ignorant, and said how I would manage their company in the future, and I said that it would be good to have a younger brother, and I wouldn't take care of that bullshit company at all.

My brother's name is Tang Yu.

Tang Yu is now fifteen years old and studying in Shanghai in his third year of junior high school.

This time my grandfather passed away, I originally made a phone call, but my parents told me that my younger brother is important to study, so he should not come back, and my grandmother will always go to Shanghai, since my grandfather has left, why should I grieve the living people?

My grandfather had three children, my mother was the youngest, and there were two uncles, both of whom were also in Shanghai.

This time, my grandfather passed away, and only two uncles came back, and neither my aunt nor my cousin came back, saying that the company was too busy to take a break.

Is this the mature family affection in the eyes of adults?

I don't understand, I don't want to understand, I just know that my grandparents raised me to adulthood, and now that my grandfather is gone, even if I am in hell, I will come back to visit.

I sat at the gate of the funeral home, leaning low against the wall, watching the people coming and going.

They are all here to send relatives and friends to be cremated, some of them sobbed quietly, some of them wept silently, some of them cried loudly, the sound of firecrackers filled the sky, and the explosion made people's hearts ache, and the white paper was scattered all over the sky, like snowflakes falling from the sky, describing the loneliest parting of life and death in the world.

"The first year of junior high school."

The Spirit was coming up to me and calling my name softly.

I raised my head and smiled bitterly: "Lingzheng, what should I do?" What am I going to do? ”

Lingzheng has been helping me take care of my grandmother in the hospital, and I have been blocking my parents and uncles from cremating my grandfather's body at the funeral home. The funeral home has refrigerated cabinets, and I inquired about it, and it can keep the body for many days.

The Spirit was pulling me up from the ground: "How can you sit on the ground alone?" ”

"Lingzheng ......"

I didn't know what to say, but as soon as I opened my mouth, tears began to fall.

Lingzheng hugged me into his arms and patted my head gently: "First year of junior high school, cry if you want to." ”

"Lingzheng...... Woowoo woo ......"

I lay on my stomach in Lingzheng's bosom and wept bitterly.

After crying, I felt that people suddenly came to their senses. Since my grandfather's death has become a fact, then I will go and call my grandfather's soul back and say goodbye to my grandmother, otherwise I will be sorry for my identity as a yin girl.

I asked Lingzheng to help me continue to stop my parents at the funeral home, and I took a taxi myself and went back to my grandmother's house.

I opened the door and rushed straight to the house where the immortal god was placed.

This is a separate partial room, is the grandmother used to see the incense room, the incense room is three meters wide, nine meters long, is according to the size of the grandmother's requirements specially made, it is said that the ancestors inherited. There are red cloths hanging on both sides of the incense room, and large pieces of that kind of red cloth are sent by people who have been cured of strange diseases before, which can be regarded as the "results" of grandma's yin.

Located on a wooden cabinet to the southeast of the room, there is a shrine.

The shrine is a special horizontal rectangular wooden pavilion covered with a semicircular arch-like frame made of bamboo, and there is no door, only a red cloth on the top, and the statues of the gods are placed inside. There are about 30 statues, all of which are carved from mahogany, inlaid with gold powder, and each bottle is about half a meter high. The shape and appearance are different, some of them are big horses, some are holding jade Ruyi, the shape is more exaggerated, they represent the title of each god.

In the past, my grandmother would burn three sticks of incense every morning and insert them in the incense burner in front of the shrine.

If a pilgrim comes to ask about something, my grandmother will throw a hexagram in front of the statue of the god and ask for divination, and at night she will dream of some fragmentary things, which is the yin.

Generally speaking, these fragmentary things are related to the visitor.

Walking in the shade is a very magical force.

I walked into the incense room, took out the soft cushion that was placed under the shrine, knelt on it, skillfully took a few blank yellow rune papers, and burned them in the copper basin in front of me. While burning, I muttered to the old immortals who walked through the entrance of the Yin Hall, and I asked them to bring my grandfather's soul directly from the Yin Division.

Normally, this is a very normal thing for the old immortals.

In the past, my grandmother often used this method to invite the soul to the yang world, and she was optimistic about the yin diseases of many people. Usually after my grandmother has done this, she will happily cook or go out for a walk like a normal old lady, and I will follow her ass and do a little favor.

Right now......

My grandmother was lying in a hospital bed, and what I was calling now was my grandfather's soul.

I took the moon horn hexagram and threw it to ask for divination.

Who knows, I lost three in a row, and all of them showed upwards, that is, yang hexagrams. The meaning of the three yang hexagrams is that the old immortals can't invite their grandfather's soul, and this matter does not belong to the yin, but to our yang.

I closed my eyes and tried to communicate with the old immortals.

The communication went well, but the meaning of the old immortals was exactly the same as the hexagram, they couldn't say too many things, that would leak the heavenly secrets, which would be unfavorable to them, and also affect our good fortune and luck, so I didn't force them, put the moon horn back in its place, and withdrew from the incense room.

In front of outsiders, I am a dignified yin girl, in fact, if the old fairy family at the entrance of the yin hall doesn't help me, I'm just an ordinary girl who can see ghosts and gods.

No way!

I can't feel sorry for myself here, I have to think about it.

The information that the old immortals used to give to their grandmother was only a small fragment, and the others were found out by the grandmother herself, and the grandmother once joked that this was the cooperation of man and God, and everything was clarified. It is true that my grandmother is very smart, but I don't have the intelligence of my grandmother, and I got this clue provided to me by the old immortal family, but I was still at a loss.

I took a taxi and went back to the funeral home.

The spirit was standing at the gate waiting for me, asking me how I had summoned the spirit. I was disappointed to tell him that I had not recalled my grandfather's spirit. Why, he asked? I told Lingzheng the information provided to me by the old immortal family, and Lingzheng pondered for a while and said, "On the first day of junior high school, my grandfather was detained. ”

"Huh?" I was shocked, "Why?" We've been staying by my grandfather's side, and it's unlikely that anyone will take advantage of it. ”

"After my grandfather died, we guarded, but what about before we died?"

"What do you mean?"

"I suspect my grandfather was killed."

"Huh?"

"You come with me."

Ling Zheng led me to a very remote room in the funeral home, I saw my grandfather's body lying on a morgue bed, Ling Wang Tomb and Shen Yan standing next to it, and a strange man in a white coat, wearing a pair of glasses, looking like a doctor, but the qi on the top of his head was black, and the yin qi on his body was very heavy, and he didn't look like a doctor.

I asked Lingzheng what he was doing here.

Before Lingzheng could speak, at this time, my parents and uncle came in, and my father was very angry and said, "On the first day of junior high school, you say that you are not sensible, forget it, you still take everyone with you to be ignorant." "My mother looked at me, her eyes were red and swollen, and she seemed to be crying secretly.

My mind was in a mess and I had no idea what was going on.

Shen Yan explained, "Uncle, aunt, I have a deep relationship with my grandfather in the first year of junior high school, so you should let her stay with my grandfather for another night, right?" Don't worry, early tomorrow morning, we will definitely return the bus to you, okay? ”

Dad wanted to say something, but Mom stopped Dad.

After that, several of them went out.

The man in the white coat took out two toolboxes from under the mortuary, and he opened the toolboxes, which contained knives and scissors, similar to those used for surgery.

Ling Zheng patted the shoulder of the white coat: "Xiao Jin, thank you for your hard work." ”

The white coat smiled slightly: "Third Master Ling is too polite." Being fortunate enough to meet Ling Sanye himself is a blessing for me Jin. ”

"Let's get started."

"Hmm."

The white coat took a sharp knife and quickly returned his grandfather's clothes.

I was shocked, "Hey, what are you going to do?" ”

Shen Yan pulled me aside: "On the first day of junior high school, Ling Sanye suspected that his grandfather was killed by him, so he invited Jin Shiyi, the most famous forensic doctor in Honghu, to dissect his grandfather and extract evidence, don't quarrel with him on the side." ”

I looked at Lingzheng gratefully, and Lingzheng nodded, motioning for me to listen to Shen Yan's words and be quiet.

Jin Shiyi held a sharp knife in his hand, against his grandfather's neck, I couldn't bear to look at it, turned his head, at this time, Jin Shiyi's mobile phone suddenly rang, he paused, looked at Lingzheng, Lingzheng said lightly: "You are busy first, the business is important." Jin Shiyi put down the sharp knife, took out his mobile phone, and answered.

After a while, Jin Shiyi hung up the phone and told Lingzheng that there had just been a murder, and the body was already on the way to the funeral home, and it would be there in a few minutes, and he had to go and prepare.

When I heard this, I was anxious and grabbed him: "Doctor Jin, you can't go, what should my grandfather do if you leave?" ”

Jin Shiyi looked at me in embarrassment: "The deceased is a twenty-three-year-old woman, I must get evidence as soon as possible, otherwise I will ......"

"Please, Dr. Kim, I beg you."

Jin Shiyi looked at Lingzheng for help.

Lingzheng asked, "Xiaojin, do you still have the tools for dissection?" ”

Jin Shiyi nodded: "There are many tools, but there are not enough people." ”

"You leave this set of tools, you have to busy your beforehand, go ahead."

"I'm sorry."

Jin Shiyi pushed me away, turned to open the door, and walked away without looking back.

If my grandfather really killed him, I wouldn't even be able to recall my grandfather's soul, how else would I find the murderer? Now we are still counting on the forensic doctor to help us find evidence of his murder, but the forensic doctor is also gone, what should we do? What should I do?

I stared blankly at the back of Jin Shiyi's departure, and tears welled up in my eyes.

The last glimmer of hope is gone, what should I do?

Lingzheng stroked my hair, "First year, don't cry, be good." With that, he turned around, took out a pair of white work gloves from the toolbox, put them on, and opened his grandfather's eyelids to look at them.

I looked at Lingzheng blankly: "Lingzheng, ...... are you?" ”

Ling Zheng didn't raise his head, and said while flipping through it: "There are obvious bleeding spots in the eyes, the lips are purple and blue, the nails are also purple and blue, there is no damage in the mouth, and there is no damage and bruising on the skin of the neck......"

I opened my mouth wide and looked at Lingzheng, and King Ling's tomb suddenly opened his mouth and answered: "Disease can lead to respiratory and circulatory failure, suffocation due to lack of oxygen. ”

Lingzheng nodded: "Indeed, on the surface, my grandfather is old, and the chance of sudden death due to illness is very high. He paused, then continued, "But, look here......" He pressed his fingers a few times on his grandfather's chest, where there was a fist-sized white circle, distinctly different from the skin around him.

I looked at Lingzheng blankly: "What does this mean?" ”

"It's not entirely certain yet." After Lingzheng finished speaking, he stretched out his hand to King Ling's tomb: "Ah Tomb, the eleventh knife, I'll dissect my grandfather." ”