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This place is also a ghost singing drama and a human homicide, and it is not difficult to remind people of things like corpses. Besides, this pottery urn does look like it was used for secondary burial.

The so-called second burial is three or five years after the burial, open the coffin and pick up the bones and put them in the pottery urn, and choose a place to rebury. It is quite common in Guangxi, especially in the Zhuang area. There are also secondary burials in some places in Guangdong.

Old man Ma and Gu Yangyu didn't explain, they only asked Meng Chengde to settle the money for a few people to let them leave first.

Meng Chengde gave an order to the accompanying driver, and the driver who was standing in the construction site with a shovel took out his wallet from his clothes and gave two hundred.

The men took the money and stopped asking questions, and quickly left. This place is haunted and humanly dead, and no one wants to stay long.

"Move this thing to the hallway next to it." The old man commanded at me.

I was stunned, why did I suddenly call me. My clothes are clean, and I have just walked into the construction site and I am careful not to bury the trouser legs. If you move this pottery urn, you will definitely get dirty. Besides, everyone else was wearing raincoats, and I was the only one who had an umbrella here, so it was inconvenient to move.

However, the people here are the youngest of me, and Ma Lao spoke, so he could only hand the umbrella to Lao Ding on the side, ask him to help hold it, and then squat down and grab the pottery urn.

I almost gasped, this thing was so heavy! I don't know what's in it. I held it in my arms and increased the force area. I wanted to try not to get my clothes dirty, but now it's nice to be able to move it to the hallway without being ashamed.

Holding the pottery urn, I walked out of the muddy construction site with difficulty, and walked in the direction of the classroom corridor.

I finally moved it to the hallway and put it away, and when I turned around, I saw the policeman covering his mouth and smiling. I was not happy at the time, physical fitness was not my strong point, not to mention that this thing was really heavy.

I ignored him, took the umbrella from Lao Ding's hand, and looked at the pottery urn.

Old man Ma and Gu Yangyu took off their raincoats and looked around the pottery urn.

"What's in here? What does it have to do with homicides? The policeman asked.

"Nine times out of ten, it's corpses, and this thing is doing some kind of witchcraft." The old man said.

If this sounds to ordinary people, it is even more nonsense than the blackening of the Yin Hall and the disaster of blood and light. I don't know what the policeman thinks, but there is no reaction to this.

The old man said again: "This thing is extremely evil, you are not allowed to enter the house, the three of us have to check it on the spot here, you leave first, so as not to be rushed by the evil spirit of this thing." ”

Three, that is, him, Gu Yangyu and me.

Meng Chengde hesitated, but the policeman was very simple, turned around and left, leaving a sentence: "If there is any news, contact me immediately, if this thing has nothing to do with the murder, hum." ”

Meng Chengde looked at the old man with hesitation, and the old man said: "Today's sky is cloudy and rainy, and the yang energy is thin, you are not from this industry, and you are easy to be contaminated with evil energy." ”

"Feel free to call me if you need anything." With that, Meng Chengde turned around and left, followed by the driver.

Lao Ding hesitated for a while and left.

There were only three of us left in the empty elementary school.

"Move into the classroom." The old man commanded again.

Still moving! I was frustrated. Put the umbrella aside, honestly picked up the pottery urn and walked towards the door of the classroom, the classroom door was not locked, Gu Yangyu helped me push it open.

After carrying it into the classroom, the old man told me to move the nearby tables and chairs. A vacant lot was cleared, and the urn was moved to the center of the clearing.

I was so tired that I was out of breath, and the old man was so good that he said: "You kid is not good at the bones, you have to practice hard." ”

I know I'm not good at my body, but that's not how I practice! Who has been sick for more than ten years, and his body and bones can be fine?

Gu Yangyu took a few pieces of white paper from the podium and wiped the pottery urn. The old man was squatting next to him and watching.

I looked at this pottery urn, it was really ordinary, except for the word "Gen" on the top, I couldn't see anything unusual.

"Master, what is this thing? What does it have to do with homicides? I asked. I noticed that people were there before, and they deliberately kept it and didn't say it directly.

The police should have noticed it, so they walked so quickly.

"Bury bones and refine ghosts, sacrifice animals and open the altar." The old man looked serious.

"Sacrifice to open the altar?" I don't understand.

Gu Yangyu said: "It is very likely that the child was used as a sacrifice, and his death looks like some kind of sacrifice." ”

How to sacrifice? I thought back to the appearance of the corpse, and at the time I only thought it was too terrible, and I didn't look closely, but now that I think about it, the child's body seems to be placed very flat, although the internal organs are hollowed out and the limbs are blurred with flesh and blood, but the two sides of the body are symmetrical...... I shuddered and felt a chill. Stop thinking in your head.

"Is the ghost play of Tong Ling related to this pottery urn?" I asked.

Old man Ma raised his hand and motioned for me to look at a certain position in the pottery urn.

I looked in the direction he was pointing, but I saw a crack in the inconspicuous place of the pottery urn! The crack is not big, and it was stained with yellow mud before, so I didn't find it, but now it has been wiped clean by Gu Yangyu, and it is only "exposed".

"The bones in this urn should all be Tong Ling, because of the construction, there is no intention to crack the pottery urn, and the ghosts sealed in it can come out, but they can't completely get rid of the shackles of the pottery urn, so there will be Tong Ling's ghost show." The old man said.

It's still so complicated. I said, "With this pottery urn, can you know who the murderer is?" ”

The old man shook his head: "I can only know that person is also familiar with witchcraft spells, and since he knows about the sacrificial altar, he must know the witchcraft practiced by this pottery urn, and it is very likely that it has something to do with the person who buried it at the beginning." ”

When the old man said this, his eyes subconsciously looked at the word "Gen" on the pottery urn, as if he knew the origin of the pottery urn, and also knew what the origin of the "origin" in the words was.

I asked tentatively, "What does the word 'gen' mean?" ”

"You kid have so many problems, it's useless to tell you now, follow me for more experience in the future, and I will tell you slowly, and I can't finish talking about this in one breath." The old man said.

I smiled: "Okay, I'll wait for you to tell me slowly, but what to do with this jar next?" You can't find another place to bury it. ”

"It's definitely not okay to bury it, since this thing has been sacrificed to the altar, the things in it have already reached the fire, and there is no way to overdo it, find an open space and pour gasoline on it and burn it clean," the old man said, "Xiao Gu, call Mr. Meng and ask him to prepare some utensils." ”

Gu Yangyu didn't move, and the old man looked at him suspiciously: "Xiao Gu? ”

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