I thought to myself, I didn't let it be retested, how did this thing come out?

Fang Shuhui sighed, "The people in the crematorium didn't want to re-examine it, and told people that the body had been burned, but the family members didn't believe it at all, there were more corpses in the crematorium at that time, and there were three more bodies that were not burned after work at night, and the family members of the deceased rushed over early in the morning, and they didn't believe that they would be burned overnight." ”

Fang Shuhui is a girl talking about this, she is obviously very afraid, every time she talks for a while, she has to look around, for fear that something strange will suddenly rush out.

I told her not to be afraid, and she continued, "That corpse has caught up in an important homicide case, and it is not possible to keep the family of the deceased from seeing it, and in the end there is no choice but to push out the corpse with the face pulled out." At that time, the family of the deceased fried the pot and made a fuss in the crematorium, although they lost a lot of money, but the previous director of the crematorium was also dismissed. ”

I nodded, it seems that there is indeed something strange about this crematorium.

asked Fang Shuhui, "How many people know about this matter?" ”

Fang Shuhui snorted, "I don't know much, but there are still people who know, the newly appointed curator looks quite shrewd, but the reason has not been investigated until now, so let's investigate." ”

I asked Fang Shuhui, "Did you find anything?" ”

Fang Shuhui shook her head, "No." Faces are lost at night, and the time of loss is not fixed, and we can't stay in the morgue every night. Hearing that the newly appointed curator was also scared, he suspected that it was not man-made at all, but a ghost. ”

When she said the last sentence, Fang Shuhui's voice was very small.

I was worried about how I could enter this crematorium justifiably, and after listening to Fang Shuhui's words, I suddenly had an idea.

I asked Fang Shuhui if she had the phone number of the curator.

She snorted and asked me what I was doing with my phone number.

I snorted, "Didn't he think it was haunted inside?" I'm going to help him catch ghosts. ”

Fang Shuhui's eyes widened, "You still hunt ghosts?" ”

I mumbled, "A little, but I'll bring a friend who can hunt ghosts." ”

Fang Shuhui looked at me with strange eyes, shook her head and said, "You better not go, it's scary." ”

I smiled, "Do you think we're helping him for free?" I've been strapped lately, and when that curator encounters such a thing, he should be willing to have some blood, right? ”

Fang Shuhui looked at me with incredible eyes, and finally said, do you know everything?

Then she gave me the phone number of the curator Chang that she had saved on her mobile phone.

The girl was curious about my affairs and asked me who I was bringing with me.

I didn't hide it from her, saying that it was a Taoist priest.

When she heard that it was a Taoist priest, she became more interested and said that she would be off work tomorrow and could accompany us.

I resolutely rejected her idea, it was very risky to go, and it was impossible for me to take her with me.

So he told her, "Haven't you been there before, didn't that curator see you?" Now you take us two charlatans over again, and you still manage people to ask for money, and you can't get your public office fired! ”

She thought about it and immediately understood this truth, but said that she must be let know the progress of this matter.

I agreed.

After separating from Fang Shuhui, I called the little Taoist priest, explained the ins and outs of this matter, and asked him to come out, no matter how much money the crematorium was willing to pay, it was his, and I didn't want any of it.

This little Taoist priest should have been poor and afraid, and when he heard the news, he quickly agreed to come out and gather with me.

After meeting at the agreed place, I thought about it and told him about the situation of the divination hexagram first.

The reason why I don't want it is because I think the person who killed my aunt may also be hiding in the crematorium.

This can't be hidden from him, if he only treats him as an ordinary ghost hunter, he will be very dangerous.

The little Taoist priest's face was full of surprise, "You can also do such a thing?" ”

I nodded, saying that I almost died for this hexagram.

He hesitated for a while, and then said, "Oops, it's a headache to know you!" Well, for the sake of the money, I'll help you. ”

I gave the phone number of this curator Chang to my little Taoist priest and asked him to say, after all, he is good at fooling.

He didn't shirk, pressed the number and called directly, directly indicating his identity, saying that he was a Taoist priest in Longhu Mountain, and yesterday he received an order, there was a man, after sending his dead father to cremation, he came back and dreamed that his father's face was gone, and he stood at the head of his bed crying bloodily, and the man begged the little Taoist priest to go to the crematorium to do the next ritual.

The little Taoist priest said that he had promised others and asked the curator if it was convenient.

The little Taoist priest's accompaniment, I suddenly felt that this product was not thick-skinned, but it looked like an old Jianghu, and this entry point was seamless.

And the loss of face is the curator's heart disease, he must want to find a Taoist priest to see. I heard the phone call, the curator said okay, let the little Taoist priest come over tomorrow.

Then I bought a sharp knife, sharpened it shiny, tied it to my leg, and the next day I met with the little Taoist priest at the agreed place.

The little Taoist priest wore a Taoist uniform, a Taoist hat, a peachwood sword in his hand, and a blue and black cloth bag on his back.

After taking a taxi to the crematorium, the little Taoist priest called the curator Chang again, and after a while, a man in his fifties greeted him.

This man is very tall, with an elegant face, and a powerful pavilion, he should be very official, I don't know what's going on, so he fell here and became the director of a crematorium.

From his height, I could already tell that he was not the one who was hiding behind me and calling me.

After a few words of greeting, the curator invited us into his office and asked the little Taoist priest what he needed.

On the way here, the little Taoist priest probably thought about it, and at this time he said that the sky was falling, three souls and seven spirits, and the Taoist doctrine came out, and the curator nodded again and again.

The little Taoist priest finally said that the reason why the man manifested his dream was most likely that there was something strange here that detained his soul, so he wanted to cast a spell to get rid of it.

This curator Chang is extremely cooperative, with an attitude of letting you do it.

The little Taoist priest chose a vacant land, arranged it slightly, made a small paper figure, wrote a false birth date, and then stepped on Yu Bu to start the practice.

While he was stepping, he was chanting words in his mouth, and suddenly grabbed a talisman and threw it out, and after the talisman was in the air, it spontaneously combusted without fire!

I didn't know what was going on, but the venue director's eyes widened even more, obviously surprised.

When the talisman burned out, the little Taoist priest shouted, "Pardon!" ”

The little paper figure that had been made in advance seemed to be pushed by an invisible force, and floated to the feet of the little Taoist.

The little Taoist grabbed the paper figure, nodded and put it in his bag, as if the spell had been cast.

But after a moment, he frowned again and said, "You seem to be a little weird here, and people's souls seem to be held by something!" Odd! Odd! ”

When the little Taoist priest finished asking this sentence, I saw that Curator Chang's face changed slightly.

He took the initiative to invite us into his office for tea, and praised the little Taoist priest's "Taoism", saying that the soul of the deceased left with us, and it was very likely that it was related to a strange thing in them.

I noticed a smile on the corner of the little Taoist's mouth, and it seemed that the curator had begged the little Taoist to stay.

Sure enough, the curator told about the loss of faces in the crematorium.

The two of us feigned surprise, "And this kind of thing!" ”

Director Chang slapped his thigh, "Yes, if I didn't see it with my own eyes, I would have been beaten to death, I wouldn't have believed it!" ”

This time, I sat very close to the curator, and I could see that although the slave palace of his chin was faintly powerful, there was an evil streak born, and the master ordered the villain.

I asked him if he had offended anyone to come to this place.

Director Chang was even more surprised and asked me how I knew, and I said that I knew a little bit about physiognomy.

He admired us even more, and after sighing, he nodded again and again, saying that he was originally a leader of a certain bureau in Yucheng City, but because he spoke straight and offended people, he was brought to this place. I didn't expect to take over such a strange thing, it's really too old, and even this curator can't sit still.

After I saw the face, he admired us even more, and told us what happened in 1510.

It turns out that this curator has now figured out that every time a person's face is lost is in the early hours of the night.

The little Taoist priest and I looked at each other, in the early hours of the night, the face of the dead body was lost, could it be that it was really a ghost?

I asked him if he didn't find anything made of it every time it was midnight.

Director Chang sighed, "No, it's impossible for me to stay in the pile of dead bodies, and a few times in the early hours of the morning, I didn't know what was going on, and I fell asleep." ”

I asked Director Chang if he hadn't thought of anything else.

He smiled wryly and tapped the computer next to him with his hand, "What do you think this is?" ”

The little Taoist priest and I stuck our heads over to take a look, and found that it was surveillance.

Pressing surveillance in the morgue?

Asked him in unison, "It's useless?" ”

Director Chang snorted, "This monitoring is very clear during the day, but at night, it seems to be blocked by frosted glass, and you can't see anything." If other funeral homes knew that I was on surveillance in the morgue, they would laugh at me for having a mental problem! ”

His surveillance can't see it, in fact, it's not unreasonable, the morgue is heavy and spread at night, it is possible for the surveillance camera to see nothing.

But will ghosts steal faces?

The little Taoist priest also fell into deep thought.

My main purpose here is to find the person who is hiding in the shadows and killing my aunt. I asked to take a walk, and the focus was on the people who worked here.

He understood what we meant, so he led us around the crematorium, the two corpse movers I had met before, and this time I took the initiative to talk to them, and the short man ignored me.

After we left, Director Chang turned his fingers around his temples twice and whispered, "It's a little stupid, you know how to work, only they can stay in this kind of place." ”