"To the funeral home? How to go to the funeral home again! ”

I muttered casually, somewhat reluctantly.

"Do you think my Lao Huang wants to go! The first two times were not all in vain, the murderer behind the scenes, I can probably be sure in my heart, if we go well tonight, we will arrest people directly - and then I should also go back to Giethoorn Mountain to enjoy two years of good fortune! ”

Do you know what to expect? I looked back on my two experiences at the funeral home, and there were signs that Zhou was very suspicious, could he be the manipulator behind these things?

Uncle Shi asked me to ask for a big bag for his messy things, and told me to bring a mahogany sword and two small bronze figures.

Everything was ready, and the two of them were just about to leave, when they suddenly heard a knock on the door.

I'll go! Startled me, he hurriedly put down the two bags and went to open the door.

The person who came turned out to be Wang Qianmo.

"Momo, you've been in the hospital all afternoon!"

Wang Qianmo's face turned pale, and his eyes stared at me with fear.

"Little evil, I'...... I'm in trouble......" He didn't answer me, but threw out a very heavy question.

"Your body?" I looked up and down to see that she was convex and backward, and her figure was getting better and better, but there was no blood on her face.

"Today I went to the hospital, and when the doctor examined me, he found ...... I found that I didn't have a heartbeat at all, and then I was given a blood pressure check, and I found that my high and low blood pressure were both 0......"

I was also shocked to hear her say this, how is this possible? Heartbeat and blood pressure are the medical criteria for judging whether a person is alive or dead, and only the dead have blood pressure and heartbeat.

"Don't worry, the equipment in the hospital must be broken!"

"No! I've done it to a few other people, and it's normal! Only when I make it......"

Saying that, Wang Qianmo cried anxiously.

Uncle Shi hurriedly took two steps forward, patted Wang Qianmo's shoulder gently, and said, "Momo, I actually reminded you a long time ago that you and Xiaoxie's bodies are different from ordinary people, and I can't say anything about this matter clearly, when we come back from the funeral home, I'll talk to you in detail!" ”

Wang Qianmo still believed in Old Uncle Huang's words, she turned crying into sobbing and nodded slightly.

"You're still going to the funeral home!"

I hurriedly comforted: "If everything goes well, this should be the last time, and after my uncle and I have dealt with these things, we will go back to Sheephorn Mountain." ”

Wang Qianmo nodded resolutely this time, and his face broke into a smile.

The two of them went out with their things, it was already a little dark, a black Passat was parked at the door, and when they saw us going out, the car started instantly.

"Two, I've been waiting for a long time, let's get in the car!" Xiaohu shook off the glass of the car and said with a grin.

"Oh? You're very interesting," he said, and got into the car.

Twenty minutes later, the car drove to the Lushan Road Funeral Home again, this time the hall was even darker, and only a few rooms were shining with light.

"I'll go, two! What about the people at the funeral home? ”

Xiaohu parked the car in a parking space and muttered.

"People? Their curator is dead, and most of them will definitely not dare to stay in the museum anymore! Lao Huang snorted coldly and replied.

Lao Huang took two steps, turned around again, took out a few Dao talismans from his bag, and handed a small wooden sword the length of a finger to Xiao Hu.

"Little brother, we have a lot of contact, you are an open person, this thing is given to you, the peach wood sword is hung on the car, and a few Taoist talismans are in your pocket, remember, no matter what happens, you can't get out of the car!"

Xiao Hu originally admired Lao Huang very much and regarded him as a master, and when he heard this, he quickly nodded as if pounding garlic.

At this time, it was completely dark, and the entire funeral home was even darker, making people shudder.

"Uncle Shi, are we going to the morgue?" I asked.

"No hurry! You have to go somewhere else first. ”

"Where?"

"In the woods behind the crematorium!"

Yes! The woods? I was shocked.

I also noticed this woods when I set up a trap to trap the women that night, just behind the crematorium, about the size of two or three football fields, and there were at least five or six kinds of trees such as poplars, elms, and willows.

At that time, I wondered, how could there be such a forest in this place? It seems that all kinds of trees are growing in full bloom.

"What are you doing in the woods?" I asked hurriedly.

"Don't you notice that the trees in that grove are exceptionally luxuriant? And this place shouldn't have such a big wood! ”

I nodded and continued to look at him, waiting for him to answer.

Lao Huang paused for a moment, lowered his voice and said, "I suspect that they buried all the unburned stumps in the crematorium in the woods, so ......"

Yes? I was shocked again.

This is too damn unpleasant, treating the remains of other people's ancestors like this.

"But Uncle Shi, that's why you took me to the woods?"

"You stupid fool! There's no imagination at all - this kind of place is the best place for Gu worms to survive. ”

As we spoke, we had arrived at the crematorium, and by the faint moonlight, the shadows of the trees behind the crematorium were swaying, creating a terrifying atmosphere.

"Uncle Shi, can you ...... Can you tell if there are Gu worms? ”

"Yes, that's it!" As he spoke, he pulled out a black jar the size of a beer bottle.

In fact, before I left the police station, I noticed this jar, but there were too many strange things on Uncle Shi's body, and I didn't bother to ask him what it was.

Uncle Shi put the black bottle on the ground, and then tilted the mouth of the bottle inward, and the bottle fell with it, only to see a green snake crawl out of it, spit out a red herringbone letter, and quickly crawled into the woods.

I'll go! What kind of snake is this, why is it this color.

Uncle Shi didn't sell it this time, and took the initiative to explain: "This is called a green carrier pigeon, and it is a snake that is particularly afraid of dirt. ”

The color of the snake is strange, the name is strange, and Uncle Shi's explanation is even stranger, his mother's donkey lips don't match the horse's mouth, what does it have to do with the fear of dirt and whether there are Gu worms in the woods?

I was about to ask, when I suddenly saw the snake that had crawled into the woods crawling out again, spitting out a letter and climbing back into the black porcelain jar.

"Not good! There are not only Gu worms in this forest, but there are also a lot of them! Looks like there's something wrong with that cripple! ”

After that, Old Uncle Huang picked up the jar, turned around and walked back.

"Ahh I said uncle, there are so many Gu worms, let's just leave it alone? ”

Lao Huang snorted coldly: "Tube! But not now, wait for a sunny day when the sun is shining, and let Director Zheng find someone to set it on fire! ”

I followed my uncle around the path of the funeral home, and soon came to the courtyard of the morgue.

The small courtyard where the morgue is located is located in the southwest corner of the funeral home, which is significantly separated from the other courtyards.

The courtyard door was open, and the two of them quietly walked along the wall.

The black door of the morgue was tightly closed, and it was pitch black inside, and Uncle Shi pointed to the side, and then walked over gently.

He's trying to get around to the back of the morgue! After walking more than ten meters, it dawned on me.

Sure enough, there was a one-meter-wide path on the side of the morgue that led to the back of the house.

Behind the morgue is a wasteland, and if you think it should be, it should be wasteland, and the surroundings of two places, like the crematorium and the morgue, can no longer be used for it.

Walking around to the back of the morgue, I saw two small houses protruding from the wall, and a small window in the wall with a dim light.

These two should be the houses where the cripple lives in Zhou, I thought to myself.

This kind of small window on the back wall is generally very high, and this house is no exception, I have one meter seventy-five, and Lao Huang is only one or six meters, but this small back window is one meter eight high, and there is nothing around to step on.

Uncle Shi looked around, then pointed under the back window, and the person walked over.

I'll go! This old Taoist priest wants to "listen to the door"!

I hurried over to it, too.

There was movement in the house. I listened carefully, and the sound was quite mixed, as if it was a series of sounds made during a meal.

"Squeak, squeak, puff......"

I could hear the sound of chewing bones and drinking rice porridge.

The lame man has a good appetite this week! The last time I met the child who said he was his grandson, he was in Ken bones, and today he made a "squeaky and squeak" sound of gnawing bones, what kind of meat is he eating! It won't be ......

It occurred to me that this was a morgue, and there was a lot of ready-made meat in the hall outside. When I thought about it, I shuddered.

Lao Huang sensed my strangeness, looked at my words, put his index finger to his mouth, and made a "don't make a sound" gesture.

I quickly forced my mouth shut and listened intently again.

Listening to the voice, the people in the house quickly finished eating, and then the sound of cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks came again.

I couldn't help but marvel again.

This place is a morgue! is crammed into such a crowded and closed hut again, and Zhou Cripple has lived for so many years...... Not a patient, must be a weirdo!

Just as I was thinking about it, suddenly there was a conversation in the room!

The first person to speak should be Zhou Cripple: "It's not early, it's time to go to bed, right?" ”

Well? What did he say to the kid?

Unexpectedly, a strange woman's voice came immediately: "Hmm! It's time to sleep! ”

Lao Huang and I glanced at each other, and the shock on his face was not below me.

Hasn't Cripple Zhou been living alone? First, a strange little boy who claimed to be his grandson popped up for no reason, and tonight there was another woman, it seems that this lame man is unfathomable!

The sound of the conversation continued.

Zhou lame asked, "How is your health?" ”

The woman replied: "It's still like that, but it hasn't continued to rot in the past two years, and it is estimated that it will be like this in the future!" ”

Zhou lame said again: "That's fine, don't young people all pursue skinny and slim!" You're so slimmer than everyone else! ”

The woman replied, "Yes! ”

The more I listened, the more I felt that this woman's voice was very strange, as if she was deliberately suppressing her voice, not so much a woman's voice, but more like the voice of a eunuch in a TV costume drama!

Listening to the voice, the two of them had already begun to clean up the bed.

The cripple said, "You sleep in it!" Roll down carefully. ”

The woman replied, "It's okay inside and out, but I can't move, so why do I roll to the ground?" ”

As soon as I heard this, I chuckled in my heart again, she won't move? Is there some disease, or is it a vegetative state?

Lao Huang was also full of doubts, looked at the small window, and then gestured at me a few times and made a squatting posture.

I thought about it for a while, I have more than 130 pounds, Lao Huang is only 100 pounds, and he is still so old, if there must be one person carrying another peeping, it should be the young me carrying the old him.

I squatted under the window very cooperatively, Lao Huang gently leaned against the wall, and his legs rode up to my neck.

He patted me lightly on the head, and I knew it was telling me that he was sure.

I leaned against the wall and slowly straightened up.

I couldn't see him moving on it, I could only feel him move a few times, and then tremble.

Well? I was tempted to ask him what he saw, but the old guy seemed to be addicted to voyeurism and ignored me like he was stupid.

My curiosity was at its peak in an instant—suddenly he shuddered again and began to pound my head hard.

In this case, no matter how stupid I am, I understand that this is for me to squat down quickly.

When Huang got off my shoulder, I gestured and added a lip shape to ask him what he saw. But Lao Huang seemed to be frightened by what he saw in the house, and after a few seconds, he dragged me out.

The two of them walked to the parking lot one after the other.

Lao Huang stopped, scurrying out, still in shock.

"What the hell did you just see? Scared like this - the woman is scary? ”

Lao Huang took a long breath and lowered his voice very low: "You would never have imagined who I saw!" ”

I thought about it for a moment, is it really a eunuch? But eunuchs are also human beings, can they scare an old Taoist priest who exorcises demons and evil spirits like this?

Probably not!

Is that an ugly-looking person? It's really possible, under normal circumstances, not sick or disabled, which woman would live next door to the morgue with an old ugly lame woman.

I said this thought, but Lao Huang shook his head and snorted coldly: "Not only is it not old, it is not ugly, but it is also very young and beautiful!" Lao Huang's words were extremely gloomy, which made me very uncomfortable to listen to.

He paused for a moment and continued, "I know this person and you......"

Yes? I couldn't help but exclaim.

"Who? You mean! ”

Lao Huang's mouth moved, as if he wanted to speak and stopped, and looked at me with strange eyes.

"What's wrong? Who the hell is it? I asked again.

Lao Huang sighed, seemed to have made a big decision, and said, "Yes...... It's Song Wenjing, it's Song Wenjing! ”

As soon as these words came out, I first felt my scalp explode, a flash of lightning slashed all over my body, and then my consciousness began to become unclear.

"Little evil, there must be something wrong with this - I actually didn't see it clearly, for fear of being discovered by Zhou Cripple, let's get out of here first, and after we go back, we are thinking about it in the long run!"

The car quickly left the funeral home, and there was a mess in my head, and it seemed that a voice in my heart had been asking me, "How can it be Song Wenjing?" How could it be Song Wenjing? ”

Back at the police station, Director Zheng and several captains were there, and when they saw me and Lao Huang looking panicked, they hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?" What's the catch? ”

Originally, we were looking for evidence to arrest people this time, and the so-called evidence was actually found, but we didn't arrest people. Director Zheng asked this to avoid embarrassment for both of us.

"It's a big takeaway – but I'll have to ask the director for a favor." Lao Huang said.

"What's the busy?"

"Tomorrow you have to go to the funeral home and bring the cripple Zhou to the office, just two hours! Let's go into the morgue one more time! ”

Director Zheng nodded: "Then just detain him for twenty-four hours!" Curator Feng's death, he is very suspicious, he belongs to the suspect! ”