The gate was hung with iron chains, and when it was untied, there was a loud noise.

Inside the cage, the Tibetan mastiff did not move, still maintaining its inherent posture, lying on its stomach.

Xiao Hei and the dog writhed uneasily, and after getting out of the car, the two goods were like this, sniffing back and forth with their noses, as if they smelled something.

"Brother, something is wrong!"

We were looking at the dog cage, and the fat man stretched out his hand and pointed to the row of houses.

The fat man was talking about the one with the lights on, and there were four people in the room, looking at the posture, it seemed to be playing mahjong, but no one moved.

From the time the fat man stretched out his fingers to the time we looked over, in four or five seconds, these four people, their waists straightened, motionless.

"Fatty, let's go into the house and take a look, Chen Xi, you take care of Ling'er!" I made a brief assignment and walked over with the fat man.

As soon as the door opened, the fat man and I made a lot of noise, and the four people in the room remained motionless.

I walked in front, took a look and immediately paused, stopped the fat man and said, "Don't come here, everyone is dead!" ”

"What?" The fat man glanced at it and was stunned.

The four people sitting at the table, with a stick-like object propped up on their backs and toothpicks on their eyelids, kept their eyes open.

Inside the opened eyes, the eyeballs are a gray color, without a trace of brilliance.

"Who did that?"

The fat man was stunned, this is a homicide, one kill is four, who is so ruthless?

"Let's go!"

Whoever did it can't stay here.

When I came out of the house, Chen Xi gave me another bad news, the Tibetan mastiff died.

The Tibetan mastiff died a miserable death, with a large cut on its abdomen, hollowed out its internal organs, and dried up blood under the cage.

"Call the police?" The fat man asked.

"Report!" I rubbed my eyebrows, the last thing I wanted to deal with was the police, but I couldn't help it, I couldn't treat people as if I didn't see them, right?

The fat man went to the side to call the police, I took out the phone and looked at it, thought for a while, and still called Di Gang.

"Hello?"

The phone was connected, and it was still Di Gang's indifferent voice that had not changed for thousands of years.

"Dead again!" I said lightly.

"How many died?" Di Gang's breathing was a little heavier.

"Four!"

"Where?"

"Dongyu County, Erjing Village, we have called the police!"

"I see!"

The phone hung up, and the fat man also finished calling the police.

In the next half hour, the village cadres and police arrived one after another, and the villagers also came in a large number of hula, gathered around to watch the excitement.

There are all kinds of things to say, some say that the ghost of the Huang family boy will not disperse and come back to ask for his life, and some say that the Huang family is too domineering on weekdays and provokes people who should not be provoked.

A few of us just said that we came to find Wang Xinxin, but I didn't say the identity of my god, and the police didn't embarrass us, so we made a brief inquiry and made a record, which was considered to have completed the task.

In the process of waiting, we saw a little more, the Tibetan mastiff was even worse than we thought, and the man seemed to be deliberately trying to torture it, breaking its limbs, cutting out its tongue, and finally castrating it.

Relatively speaking, the four members of the Huang family died peacefully, there were no obvious wounds on their bodies, and the cause of death was unknown.

By the time the crowd had dispersed, it was almost nine o'clock.

A few of us did not go back to Sammatun, but followed the villagers into the village, and finally entered a small shop.

Small shops in rural areas often have several functions such as vegetable shops, mahjong parlors, and news disseminators, and Nijing Village is no exception.

The Huang family died, this is a big deal, as soon as the police left, the gossiping villagers all ran to the shop, saying everything, most of them gloating.

"Brother, do you have a face?"

The owner of the shop, who was about fifty years old, took the initiative to say hello to me.

"Lao Chen, the old Huang family is dead, it was this young man and his friends who found out!" Some villagers recognized a few of us and helped them reply.

"The girl who married the old Huang family two days ago is my friend, I came to find someone, but I didn't expect to die!" I followed along.

"Brother, you can't rely on the old Huang family for this!" The shopkeeper was interested and said: "The old Huang family really didn't do anything wrong about the yin marriage, the old and young masters in our village basically participated in the wedding, this is a wish to fight and a wish to suffer!" ”

"The Huang family was afraid that something would happen, and they had been sending people to watch outside when they entered the cave room, and at four o'clock that morning, the girl came out and said that she wanted to go home, and the old Huang family didn't stop her, and many people in this village who got up early to work knew it."

After the shopkeeper finished speaking, he shouted at the villagers in the house, "The big guys can prove that my old Chen is not blind!" ”

"Young man, I dare to pack the ticket, Lao Chen didn't lie!" Some villagers followed.

The villagers of Erjing Village have a very bad impression of the Huang family, and there is really no need to lie about this matter, so I thought about it and asked, "Brother, how is the security in these nearby villages?" ”

"The law and order are very good, and there is nothing to do all year round." The boss spit out a puff of smoke rings and said: "Look at the people in this house, how can there be young people, in the countryside now, they are all like this, the young ones have gone out to work, and we are left with the old, weak, sick and disabled, who have the heart to do bad things, and we don't have the strength." ”

This boss is right, but people can't disappear for no reason, right?

Besides, if this is safe, how did the four members of the Huang family die?

It's a pity that you can't say that, because if you say it, you will offend people.

"Brother, was that kid from the Huang family cremated or buried?" I asked.

"Cremated, that kid in his family is making such a big fuss, and he still wants to be buried, he thinks it is beautiful!" The boss snorted.

"Where is the Huang family's grave, do you know?" I asked.

"What are you looking for a graveyard for?" The boss looked at me suspiciously.

"Brother, I won't hide it from you, I'm Mr. Yin and Yang, and I can do tricks like summoning spirits, I want to try it, can I summon that kid's soul and ask me about my friend's whereabouts!" I'll be honest.

"Really?"

Before the boss could speak, the villagers questioned it first, looking at me like a giant panda.

"You really will?" The boss asked.

"Yes, I just don't know if the spirit is spiritual!" I replied with a smile.

"Come, brother, leave a contact information!"

The boss stared at me for a while, took out his mobile phone, and asked, "Brother, what is your phone number?" ”

I reported the number, added contact information, and the boss took out a pen and paper and drew a simple map for me, saying the location of the Huang family's cemetery while drawing.

I said goodbye to the boss and took the fat man out to find a graveyard.

The cemetery of the Huang family is just by a small forest outside the village, which is easy to find, and his family's tombstone is the best.

"Brother, do you really want to summon spirits?"

Until I came to the cemetery, the fat man still didn't come back to his senses, thinking that I had lied to the villagers.

"The living can't find a clue, so they can only start from the dead!" I said helplessly.

The son of the Huang family who died was called Huang Jianjun, who was twenty-four when he died, and there were photos embedded in the tombstone, and he looked quite handsome.

According to the villagers, Huang Jianjun did not suffer much, and a branch was inserted into his chest, and he died before he could react.

This kind of death rarely forms a resentful ghost, because there is no resentment in his heart, and if he has a car accident in a drunken state, he may have died before he even reacts, just like falling asleep, and he doesn't know anything.

Three incense sticks, a pile of yellow paper, a soul-attracting charm, take out a piece of yellow paper and press it on the grave, light the incense stick at the same time, insert it in front of the grave, light the remaining yellow paper, and sprinkle it around.

In the light of the fire, I lit the soul charm and recited: "Demon gods and evil ghosts, ancient cave elves, raise their heads and look at each other, bow their heads and listen to them, the Lord has ordered me to carry it out." Huang Jianjun, show up quickly, eh! ”

While reciting the incantation, the soul charm burned out, turned into talisman ashes, and swirled in front of the tombstone.

After half a ring, the talisman ash fell to the ground, the yellow paper burned out, and only the incense flickered, and not even a wave was stirred.

It's fucking embarrassing, if you score the performance just now, the performance score is full of points, and the effect score is probably going to be zero.

The point is, there were three people behind me, a cat and a dog, watching my performance, and when the performance ended, none of these goods said a word.

"Flutter!"

Chen Xi's laughter broke the silence and said coquettishly: "Husband, don't be embarrassed!" ”

As soon as she opened her mouth, Song Ling'er and the fat man also laughed.

"Okay, the soul is not here, it's normal that you can't recruit it, but Huang Jianjun didn't come out, you recruited someone else!"

Chen Xi stretched out his hand and pointed to the side of the back, and when I looked back, an old man with a melon skin hat was grinning at us with his teeth bared.

Seeing me looking at him, he smiled and said, "Young man, what do you want to ask, ask me, there is no old man around here that I don't know!" ”

"Do you know about the Huang family?" I asked.

The old man rubbed his fingers together and began to grin again.

I understand what the old man means, people eat human food, ghosts eat ghost food, he just wants to be filial.

What is the old man, I have an answer in my heart.

People have their own rules, and ghosts have ghosts.

The village where people live has a village chief in charge, and there are also people in charge of the cemetery where the ghosts live, and my grandmother calls them grave ghosts, and I like to call them the land, and I am in charge of the affairs in this side of the cemetery.

Thinking about this clearly, I said: "Don't worry, I will honor you well afterwards, incense, candles, paper money, wine and meat beauties, as long as you mention it, I will give it to you!" ”

"Okay, I like your kind of transparent!" The old man gritted his teeth again and said, "I know about the Huang family, although Huang Jianjun's kid's ashes were buried, his soul didn't come!" ”

"Where?" I asked.

"Went with his daughter-in-law!" The old man said.

"Daughter-in-law?" Song Ling'er muttered, grabbed my arm violently, and said, "Isn't Huang Jianjun's daughter-in-law the third sister?" ”

"Ling'er, don't speak!" The fat man pulled his girlfriend.

Ling'er snorted and looked at the old man excitedly.

"Where?" I asked.

"I don't know, his daughter-in-law was carried away by a few big rats!" The old man said indifferently.

"Mouse?"

I didn't think of this at all, aren't rats just mice?

Wang Xinxin was robbed by rats, what is the situation?

"Huh?"

It's not just me, but the fat people are also inexplicable.

"Ahem!"

Chen Xi suddenly spoke up and said, "Leave the rest to me, I'll find someone!" ”

"Good!" I glanced at Chen Xi and nodded.

"Hey, you're done, don't forget to promise me, I don't like vegetarian food, I want meat and wine!"

Seeing that we were leaving, the old man was anxious.

"Yes, you are indispensable!" I waved my hand and led the fat man and they walked out.

"Don't forget!" The old man shouted behind him again.

"I can't forget it!"

I turned back and waved at him, and the old man grinned, burrowed into a small dirt bag overgrown with weeds, and vanished.