"Who knows, just go and see!"

After speaking, I pulled Wang Qianmo and continued to walk forward.

Soon I arrived downstairs at Song Wenjing's house, and at a glance, I saw a strange person dressed in red writhing at the entrance of the first unit building, looking very weird.

She's a ghost? I don't think it looks familiar!

If you look closely, this should be a person, just dressing himself up as a ghost, and it looks scary.

Not only was this man dressed strangely, but his face was also covered with red rouge powder, and his mouth and chin were covered with blood, so he really looked like a ghost.

That's not right! This man's figure is so familiar!

After a few more glances, he recognized it - isn't this person Song Wenjing's mother? How did it come to this.

"Auntie, what's wrong with you?"

Thinking that this was Song Wenjing's mother, I hurriedly stepped forward.

Song Wenjing's mother saw the two of us, turned around hurriedly, and pounced on me with her mouth open.

"Oh no, she's crazy!"

Wang Qianmo hurriedly pulled me back.

Soon sirens were heard, and two cars drove up, with a police car in front and an ambulance behind. Captain Zhang got out of the car with a few policemen.

"Little evil? How are you here! ”

"Song Wenjing and I also knew each other, she died, I wanted to come and see her parents, who knew that I saw this scene as soon as I got downstairs......"

Captain Zhang asked Song Wenjing's mother to be pulled into the ambulance.

"Someone called the police, saying that this place is haunted, it turned out to be a madman, it's okay - will you go back with us?"

I shook my head: "Go back!" I went upstairs to see if her father was upstairs. ”

After the police car left, I pulled Wang Qianmo upstairs, the door of Song Wenjing's house was open, and his father was squatting in the corner of the living room with blank eyes, trembling all over.

"Uncle......

I shouted softly.

"You're here?"

Song Wenjing's father looked up at me and was stunned for a few seconds before he recognized me.

"What's wrong with her, auntie? Is it because of the quiet ......?"

"O child! Wen Jing is gone—everything is gone......" she cried as she spoke.

I don't know what to say, because I know it's useless to say anything, and the two daughters have died, so I can't say, "It's okay!" Everything will pass", right? This is nonsense about coaxing children.

At this time, silence is better than sound, and everything is silent. I put my purchases aside, and the two of us rolled up our sleeves and helped clean the house.

"Uncle, this is 20,000 yuan, I'll send some more tomorrow," and then found a pen and left my phone number, "Call me if you have something!" ”

In the face of such a situation, it is useless to say more, after all, many pains in the world have to be absorbed and digested by themselves.

and Wang Qianmo went downstairs, it was already completely dark, probably after Song Wenjing's mother made a fuss just now, and at this moment the community was empty, which was terrifying.

The two of them got into the car, and after the two of them stayed silent for a few minutes, Wang Qianmo patted my hand.

"Little evil, I want to discuss something with you......"

"Oh? What's the matter? You say! ”

"I contacted the school this afternoon and they ...... They told me to go to school in a few days – I actually want to go to ...... too."

"Oh? What day is it? ”

"August 28th."

"I remember that you started school on the fourth of September, if you want to go, there are still a few days, then go!"

The car suddenly fell into a deathly silence again.

Back at the police station, the doorman stopped me.

"Little evil brother, the director came to you just now and asked you to come over......"

I asked Wang Qianmo to go back to the dormitory first and went to Director Zheng's office by myself.

As soon as the door was pushed, the room was filled with smoke, and Director Zheng and Lao Huang sat facing each other, each holding a cigarette in their hands.

"Little evil, you came just in time, Master Huang wants to go back to Sheephorn Mountain, you can persuade me!"

"Ahh Uncle Shi, do you have something to do when you go back? ”

"It's over here, it's time to go back!"

Lao Huang replied with a smile.

I think so, we didn't expect to encounter so many strange things this time, we have been delayed a lot of time, as the saying goes, there is no banquet in the world, and it is time to go back.

Old Uncle Huang promised that if there was such a thing again, as long as he called, he would be on call.

The next day, Lao Huang sent Xiaohu to drive us, and the three of them sat in the car and thought about their own things in silence.

I'm a little entangled, originally Wang Qianmo wanted to go back to school, which is a good thing, but I'm always a little reluctant, after all, after such a long time of getting along with each other, coupled with the current relationship between the two, there is really a feeling of "husband and wife separation".

It is said that I should follow Lao Huanghui Sheephorn Mountain and deal with my grandmother's funeral.

Wang Qianmo's university is in Yantai, at least four or five hundred miles away from Sheephorn Mountain, which is not close, and if she goes to school, she usually won't see her......

Alas! It makes me feel uncomfortable when I think about it.

After Xiao Hu sent us to the bottom of Giethoorn Mountain, he left.

On the way up the mountain, Lao Huang asked me: "Little evil, do you remember what I told you before?" ”

"What's the matter?"

"Your grandmother inherited the Tao of divination, you are her heir, and you are destined to do something for it......"

"Oh! Remember. Am I going to be like my grandmother, divining and divining for others all my life?"

"It's your life, too! Become an Onmyoji. ”

I thought about it for a moment and asked, "Are there any specific requirements?" For example, where, in what form? ”

Lao Huang shook his head: "There are no taboos!" The form is not important. ”

The three of them walked along the cut path for more than an hour before they arrived at Qingyun Temple.

Seeing Uncle Mingyue again after a long absence, he seemed to be older, and there were more wrinkles on his face.

Back in his nest, Lao Huang was very excited, cooked a few dishes himself, and moved out a stall of wine.

"Tonight, a few of our Qingyun Sect members have gathered all of them again, so let's drink this jar of wine too!"

The four of them sat in the pavilion, and in a trance they seemed to have returned to the night before they arrived at Longyin Valley, but Liu Ruyan was missing.

After a few glasses of wine, Uncle Mingyue asked me: "Little evil! Ten years ago, your grandmother had a small courtyard in Qingyun City at the foot of the mountain, and he opened a fortune shop there, and you want to inherit her mantle? ”

I drank the last bit of wine in my glass, and I felt like my chest was clogged.

"What? Not happy yet! ”

"It's not that I'm unhappy - Beibei wants to go to school, and I'm a little reluctant......"

It is estimated that Lao Huang has already told Uncle Shi about the progress of my relationship with Wang Qianmo.

"No wonder your kid is sullen all day, just for this little thing?"

I nodded embarrassedly, and Wang Qianmo's face turned red instantly.

"It's easy to do! Why don't you go to Yantai too! The two of them also have a good care, if they practice Taoism together, the speed of improvement is even faster! ”

I was happy when I heard it, but when I thought about it, the words of the two old men were inconsistent! Before, I was asked to inherit my grandmother's mantle......

"Silly boy, you can go to Yantai to tell people hexagrams!"

That's right! I slapped my thigh, and that's a good idea!