"If, according to you, that is, before he left the block, he was once the embodiment of holiness. God has spoken through his mouth the words of forgiveness for the wicked. But after he returned, decades later, he worked for the demons and performed the rituals of the demons. How is this possible? "I don't know much about Western mythology, but I still know this basic common sense. It's like how a person who stays with ghosts every day can become an immortal and a Buddha.

"And what kind of person do you think Yot is?" Kenna asked, looking at the old landlady.

"Every time I see him, especially before I enter the 'forest', I see him as you do. To be honest, he is no different from ordinary people in that state. But after I entered the 'forest', I noticed that he was behaving strangely. Maybe it's because I'm the only one in the 'forest' who pretends to be a fanatic but is actually calm and sane inside. In my eyes, he looked more like a doll. He would move according to the itinerary arranged by the people around him every day, never talking much, and it could even be said that in private he was often silent like a mute. And I've never seen him eat anything, not even drink much. On a private jet, he can sit down and remain motionless for up to hours. But I can be sure that he is alive because he breathes, and if you ask him anything, he will answer you, and he will be well organized and clear-sighted. The more the old lady spoke, the more strange it became, and the more curious she became about Yot, the leader of the Resurrection Day.

"You've been hiding in Tibet all these years, and they really haven't found you?"

"I have found it, but because some departments have begun to restrain the actions of the Resurrection Day in recent years, they do not dare to retaliate with the same fanfare as they did in the past. In addition, I am very knowledgeable about the various branches of the Resurrection Day in the United States, so I have not been found very often so far. This time it was an accident. ”

We talked a lot with the old lady, and finally Suzanne asked the question.

"Since you know so much about the Day of Resurrection, I'd like to ask you to help us investigate, would you like to?"

The old lady shook her head almost every time she thought about it and said, "No." ”

Her refusal was not surprising to me at all, to put it bluntly, the old lady did not take the initiative to seek help from the relevant departments in hiding in Tibet all these years because she was unwilling to continue to wade into this troubled water. Moreover, no one knows how many forces are infiltrating behind the Resurrection Day, and there are also people from the Resurrection Day behind these two little detectives, and the old lady finally hides her whereabouts, in case it is exposed again, won't her peaceful life be disrupted?

Suzanne was obviously a little disappointed, but still not reluctant, and asked tentatively, "Can the 'seed' be given to us?" ”

The old lady naturally refused again, and the two detectives saw that Mrs. God's face began to change not very good-looking, so they didn't dare to continue to ask, and chose to leave for the time being.

As soon as the two front feet left, I opened my back foot and asked, "Why do you want to keep the seeds?" If you destroy the seed, will the root of the Day of Resurrection be destroyed by half? ”

There were some things she didn't say when the two agents were there, but I think she must have had other intentions in keeping the "seeds".

"It was a losing deal." When the old landlady saw that she had been pierced, her tone changed, and she leaned her cigarette against the table and said, "My original intention in stealing the seed was to ask Yort to save my husband." ”

Sure enough, there must be something going on here.

"After my husband died, I was looking for a way to resurrect him. Because I have seen miracles happen, I believe that there must be some kind of power in this world that can bring my husband back to me. And the only one who can do this is Yot, and after I managed to steal the 'seed', I threatened him that if he resurrected my husband, I would give him the 'seed' back. But he never gave me an answer, and even to this day, he has not given me an answer but is constantly tracking me. I've kept this 'seed' for a long time. It is to believe that one day, when he also tastes despair, he will agree to my conditions. ”

People are controlled by desire, I can understand his pain, and that seed is her last straw.

"I'm sorry, I don't know abroad. At least in China, I have been exposed to so many miraculous things, but life and death are ironclad rules, and I don't know anyone who can bring the dead back to life. I've never seen a book on this, and all those who claim to be able to resurrect others are liars. When a person dies, he dies, and this is a path from which there is no turning back. At this point I paused, and then said, "You can continue to run with your hope, but your persistence may give more people who are still confused or have not turned back to wake up later." It's a little late, but I'll probably have to move out in a while. In a sense, you're just as much a wanderer as I am. ”

With that, I nodded slightly and went upstairs. To be honest, that "seed" contains a very powerful power, and I really have some heartbeats. If it weren't for the fact that I had a good relationship with the old lady, maybe I would have robbed it openly.

No one is destined to sleep well this night, and my situation is not optimistic. The matter of the Northern Yanwu has not been dealt with properly, and now it is a cult again, and when meditating, I often lose my thoughts. The old lady sat in the living room all night, smoking a cigarette and pouring a glass of wine, not knowing what she was thinking.

The next morning, when I went downstairs, she made an omelette and put it on the table, along with a cut sandwich next to it.

"Eat." She spoke.

"Didn't sleep all night? You might as well take a break. "You're welcome, sit down and get ready to go.

"If it can be proved that Yoth is not capable of resurrecting my husband, I will give you the 'seed,' because then it will mean nothing to me." Last night's thinking seemed to make her up her mind, and she said to me.

I put down my knife and fork, thought for a moment, and said, "Well, since it's all about it." I'll do you a favor too, and we'll summon spirits. ”

My conjuring is naturally different from the conjuring of Americans, it is not a big round table, everyone holds hands, puts a candle in the middle, and then the ghost gets on the body of the medium, and speaks through the mouth of the medium.

After breakfast, I called Xiao Wei to find a way to prepare something, and the two detectives, Kenna and Susanna, were also curious to follow over to watch the excitement.

"Candles, yellow paper, brush ink. These are not difficult to buy, but the yellow paper is a little more laborious, and I got some other yellow paper to fill up, right? Xiao Wei took out the same things he had brought from the supermarket.

"Yes, it's fine. In a moment, you help me press the paper, and I'll draw the talismans. By the way, did you buy the cinnabar you bought? I asked when I saw that he didn't bring cinnabar.

"This thing really doesn't ......," Xiao Wei scratched his head and said embarrassedly. It's hard to get cinnabar in the United States, especially in a small town like this, where most residents have never heard of cinnabar. No, Kenner, who was listening to our conversation, asked strangely.

I didn't answer him, and after thinking about it, I said to Xiao Wei: "Forget it, I'll drop two drops of blood into the ink for a while, and you guys go and use the windows around the living room to make them up, and then remove the glass, especially the mirror, and don't put them in the living room." ”

After that, I started to draw the talismans. By the time this whole set of things was finished, it was already close to evening, and although it was not yet dark, the sun had begun to set slowly. After the curtains were drawn, I pasted the paper notes on the walls around the house. Then he lit a candle and sat down in the center of the living room.

"Don't you need our help? I watched the movie when I had to hold hands with the conjuring spirits. Kenna was a curious baby and kept asking questions in the afternoon.

"No need, don't make a sound." I was a little annoyed with him, frowned, and said, "Old lady, come here, sit across from me, and cross your knees like me." ”

The old lady nodded and walked over, and after we sat down face to face, I said, "Don't move, close your eyes, and open your eyes again after hearing your husband's voice, don't get too excited, do you hear?" ”