Yang Peng recovered and returned to school, not knowing what had happened. Ma Jiaxing publicly apologized to Jian Jie, but Jian Zhu only said that it was okay, just don't come to their bedroom again in the future.

The school used a lot of public opinion to suppress Wansheng's accident. In fact, it is indeed connected one by one. If a classmate had asked about Wansheng's whereabouts that night, if Wansheng was not a person who often missed school and had no contact, if they hadn't found the key to Wande Building, perhaps, Wansheng wouldn't have died.

Whether it is the crying of the parents or the compensation of the school, it is not their business.

Wandelou can no longer be kept, Chen Zhijie really went to check the historical records, as well as the county chronicles. It was discovered that the Wande Building massacre in 1946 was indeed reported by the teacher, who locked all the students in the Wande Building and shot them one by one on the grounds that the students were in class. The innocent students all died in the Wande Building.

Before Jian Jue could come up with a countermeasure, Wande Building was demolished, even if Wande Building was demolished, there would still be the ground binding spirits that should exist, and they couldn't get out.

Wande Building was going to be changed into a park, and he quietly invited a Taoist priest to do it, which happened to be Daoist Wu of the temple next door.

Ma Jiaxing and they brought wine and food to see Wansheng several times, regardless of whether Wansheng really wanted to harm them or not, they relied on Wansheng to come back, or they were able to get out with Wansheng's help.

Jian decided that they didn't want to have too much contact with other people, they were really tired that night, they were scared all night, and they ran up and down with the ghosts, tired and panicked.

At this time, Jian Du was bored and lazy wandering around the city. Since leaving the dark web, he can't get any work to do, and his roommate said to help him promote, but Jian refused to do so.

Later, after class, Jian Jue received a message from a person named Sheng Chaoyang, of course Jian Jue knew who it was, it was a peer, the kind that walked the streets and alleys, but he was the same age as him.

Sheng Chaoyang, a rural Taoist, is also a ghost detective on the dark web.

The sky was gray, but it wasn't because of the rain, the air was still so dry. The instant noodles in the rental room are steaming hot, and the pungent smell of spicy and vinegar wafts through the room, mixed with a hint of laundry detergent.

The owner of the house had just washed his clothes, and by the way he took a shower, and when he opened the door of the bathroom with the colorful wood, he also appeared in the white heat. When he ate the bubble noodles, the water in his bangs dripped down, he didn't care, he just ate the noodles while they were hot, drank the soup in a hurry, and finished his lunch in one go.

A sharp voice with an accent came from outside the door: "Sheng Chaoyang!" Sheng Chaoyang! Where did you put the kettle for your mother when you ran out of kettle? ”

Sheng Chaoyang in the house twisted his bangs, which was the bleached hair he was proud of, wrung out some water, and when his hands were wet, he stood up and pulled the paper to wipe his hands, "I'll put you downstairs in the water room when I'm done!" Thank you, sister! Sheng Chaoyang also shouted at the top of his voice.

In a cheap and humble rental building like a unit in the 80s, there are young people who live in a small county town that is rarely seen. He dyes his hair, but it's not like the skinny barbers in other hair salons. Now that Han Fan is popular, they all have to be dyed a fence color with three or seven points, and the color is layered. He still has a hedgehog head with a pop music cover from 00 years, with sharp hairs and shredded cuts, except for the top part of the long oblique bangs that are dyed dark blue. The dark blue and black hair go very well, and you can't see a touch of blue in the hair when the light is a little dim.

He called it punk. In fact, he really came to the house with a guitar on his back, and it was a guitar that looked expensive. But his personality is not punk, his face is pointed and thin, his cheekbones are prominent, and his chin arc is obvious; His lips were thin and white, as sickly white as his complexion. The corners of his eyes are slightly upturned, and he looks like a sunny guy. But his eyes are always half-closed, so that his eyes are often bent, and he has no spirit.

There is also the fact that he is very polite, unlike other young people. Talking with a Beijing accent, always "thank you," "I'm sorry", "Look...", on the first day, Wang Fang, who was full of wrinkles, called her sister, one sister at a time, and Wang Fang borrowed him a kettle to wash.

People who live in the same building, whether they are a family or single, or middle-aged or young, are the first to roll over and get up, and almost all of them are in a hurry. Wearing uniforms, site uniforms, kits and whatever, running to a bus stop isolated on the side of a dirt road.

Sheng Chaoyang also gets up at the same time as them, he will pack a big bag every day, wear a yellow coat, and walk to the passenger station. There are gossip diagrams and runes on the big cloud, and others would never have imagined that this young man with oblique bangs turned out to be a village Taoist?

A young man with yellow hair in the same building handed Sheng Chaoyang a cigarette, and Sheng Chaoyang chatted with him: he dropped out of college and came out without food, so he learned something from a Jianghu warlock to take over the work; Later, when the master died, Sheng Chaoyang took over the work by himself, and so on.

It seems that the master is very good-looking, and most people look at the master's face to find Sheng Chaoyang.

Sheng Chaoyang came to see Jian Du, because they have been on the dark web, so sometimes the two of them have cooperated for a while, and they can talk about it, but they are all looking down on the world.

Sheng Chaoyang is still so strange, with dyed hair, but wearing a gossip coat.

They met on the second floor of a teahouse in Chengdu, where it had just rained, the air was good, and the wet wetland was filled with the fragrance of flowers and plants.

"What have you been up to lately?" Jian Jue asked him with a smile.

"Guess what?" Sheng Chaoyang was very gloomy, and his smile was also gently hooked at the corners of his mouth, and the whole person looked very tired.

Jian decided to pour him a cup of tea, "Aren't you just doing things?" What are you doing? Or is it still taking a job? How's it going? Is there any money to be made? Jian Jue also seemed to be quite happy to see his old friend, and asked a series of questions.

"Yes, there is money to be made, do you want to hear about it?"

"Listen." Jian Zhu couldn't find a topic to talk about.

It was a village, located on the border between the suburbs of Beijing and Hebei, and the village married a foreign daughter-in-law, and something happened. The two of them are not highly educated, and they don't know what to do when they encounter something, so they listen to the words of the old people in the village and find a Taoist priest to deal with it. The people in the village looked over, and a young man with a strange hairstyle came over, and everyone shook their heads, this doesn't look like a Taoist priest, Lao Yang Tou shouldn't fool Xiao Li and his family, right?

Sheng Chaoyang didn't care about the suspicious gaze of others, walked slowly, and occasionally walked in front of a stone monument in the village, and squatted down to observe. You can see a stone tablet when you walk a little way in the village, and Sheng Chaoyang will stop gently and touch a stone tablet carefully, wanting to wipe the words on the stone tablet clearly. Although he knew that after years of wind and sand, the handwriting and strokes were disappearing. He nodded, as if he knew something, and as if he was just making a move.

"What is this stele?" Sheng Chaoyang turned his back to a passer-by in the village and asked, turned around, and saw that it was a rickety old man, and changed a flattering smile on his indifferent face, "Uncle, let me ask, why is there a stone tablet in your village?" It looks like a long time ago. ”

The old man's eyelids were like a blur, he struggled to open his eyes, and a thin line with light appeared, and he shook his head: "It's almost impossible to see clearly, the stone tablet has been there for a long time, it's not unusual." The village chief's family knows, and you can ask them if they have studied. ”

"Thank you, uncle." Sheng Chaoyang smiled and left quickly.

The old man smiled sullenly, this young man looked strange, and he still knew how to be polite.

The old Yang Tou's house that invited him was not far from the village chief's house, Sheng Chaoyang didn't know the way, so he asked someone to find the old Yang Tou's house first. As soon as he entered the courtyard, a yellow dog barked at him. Sheng Chaoyang saw the yellow dog with its ears pricked up, jumping left and right while barking, and playing his tongue to tease the dog. Old Yang heard the yellow dog barking and scolded: "Who is here again?" What the hell are you calling? ”

"It says I'm coming." Sheng Chaoyang replied.

"Yo, little brother, are you learning from your master by yourself now? You've put on this robe too? Lao Yang said affectionately, and beckoned Sheng Chaoyang to enter the house. When he entered the house, he also asked: "Do you really raise little ghosts for those rich Hong Kong businessmen, are they evil?" ”

Sheng Chaoyang didn't know where Lao Yang heard it, so he said haha: "Uncle Yang, don't laugh at me, what kind of little ghosts do you raise, those people who make a fortune and are killed by the enemy can be blown into raising little ghosts." Luck is luck, and people have this fortune! His last sentence was very emotional.

Lao Yang Tou is a person who can speak in the village, just fifty, with a wrinkled face, small eyes and a kind look that always smiles, and likes to help. But the old man said that he was a ghost when he was young, otherwise why would he call him Lao Yangtou? The northern dialect is a bit of a slippery name. Old Yang Tou felt that Sheng Chaoyang had left half of his words, unlike his master, who was very clichéd, and talked about the strange things around him after two glasses of wine. He still smiled and said the reason for inviting Sheng Chaoyang.

"Let me tell you, this time it is Xiao Li and his wife in the village who have not been peaceful recently, Xiao Li married a wife from other places, and he is also honest. However, because it is from other places, it is necessary to recognize the ancestors and return to their ancestors according to the customs of the village. You know that, right? Bring your ancestors back to meet your daughter-in-law. But I don't know what went wrong, what lonely soul was summoned into the house, and I won't leave! Scary! Don't you see, at night, there was a voice coming from their mud house, like a group of people eating a banquet inside! There are only four watches, and sometimes there are three watches! Now Xiao Li's mother, Mrs. Xu, is not allowed to enter the door! Old Yang sighed and expressed regret for this matter.

Sheng Chaoyang didn't have any expression, just nodded lightly, and his eyes like a passer-by listening to a book made Lao Yang Tou guess that Sheng Chaoyang should not be surprised by these things. Sheng Chaoyang's smile was just a smile, without superfluous humility or joy, as if it was deliberately hung on his face in order to cope with the world. So now it's the same, Sheng Chaoyang laughed, sighed softly, got up and said, "Take me to Xiao Li's house to have a look." ”

"Okay. Can you drive it away? Old Yang's eyes were always carefully observing Sheng Chaoyang's hair.

"Yes, it's not where they should be, it's not long." After Sheng Chaoyang said this, the dog in the courtyard barked again. "Xiao Li is not familiar with you, right?"

Lao Yang put on a coat and shook his head: "I know, Xiao Li is an honest person." It's just not appropriate to associate with each other. Their family is poor, and there are three brothers, so Xiao Li went out to work and begged for a daughter-in-law, and his eldest brother and second brother have no money to marry! Old Yang Tou laughed after speaking.

Old Yang Tou was a talkative and easy-going person, and when he smiled, the corners of Sheng Chaoyang's mouth couldn't help but rise.

Walked all the way, talked all the way, and when he arrived at the place, Lao Yang called him little brother, and Sheng Chaoyang also said: "Just call me Chaoyang, my friends call me that." Old Yang smiled, "Little brother Chaoyang!" ”

Although they are a village, they can have one family in the east and one in the west, and they do not have a centralized residence. Xiao Li's house is a newly renovated small bungalow, a typical two-story building with a wide cement compound, and an electric three-wheeled car parked in the yard. Flowers and trees were planted in the yard, but they were not vigorous. Sheng Chaoyang is not interested in looking at the feng shui of the house, this house is sunny, it is very good.

Behind the house is the old house, which does not conflict. The old house was lived in by Xiao Li's brother and mother, Sheng Chaoyang bypassed the new house and went to the old house, the sun was big, but he couldn't shine in the old house. It was shady and somewhat dim inside.

Jian decided to ask, "Have you found the problem?" ”

"I've been there at night, and there's a ghost."

"Is there a ghost?" Jian Jue took a sip of tea.

Sheng Chaoyang stared at him, "You asked me this?" Whether there is or not, it depends on how you understand it. ”

It turned out that Sheng Chaoyang found that there were four wild ghosts in this room, and he didn't know why, so he moved in. Sheng Chaoyang posted the door god on the door, invited the land god to take care of the affairs, and read the names of these families, indicating that these people are the masters of the house, and ordinary wild ghosts are not allowed to trespass.

He thought it was okay, but Xiao Li reacted that there would still be strange sounds in the old house at night. Sheng Chaoyang is very strange, there will be no more lonely souls and wild ghosts in the house, and there will be ghosts in the houses suppressed by the door god and the land god, and the ghost's magical powers can become essences.

He walked in, searched carefully, and smelled a smell of smoke. He instantly understood that someone was playing tricks. So he and Xiao Li pretended to be scared, and Sheng Chaoyang pretended to do it, saying that if it didn't work tomorrow, it really wouldn't work. Sure enough, when someone heard this, they couldn't bear the loneliness, and they caught the current at night.

"Who is it?" Jane was obsessed with what she heard.

"Who else? Xiao Li's two elder brothers wanted to occupy the property of this old house and drive away Xiao Li and his wife. ”

Jian Jue didn't sound unusual, "That's it?" I've seen a lot of these short things in parents. Well, these disputes are everywhere, haha. ”

Sheng Chaoyang looked at him, like a very naïve person. "I also found out that those ghosts were recruited into the house by his brother. The old lady happened to want to put the Buddha statue in, but she collided with it, and then she fell ill. He couldn't afford to be sick and finally died. This incident made Xiao Li's chickens restless, and Xiao Li and his two brothers were separated. The whole village said that Xiao Li's wife who entered the door was unlucky and harmed the family. ”

"Tsk, what happened to you?"

Sheng Chaoyang stared at the tea leaves in the bowl and said, "It's just a small thing, I just see too much." There were a lot of doubts, but now there are no doubts. How are you, I heard you're out of the dark web? ”

"It's back, it's boring. Although there is less work to take on by yourself, you still have to earn money, and you can maintain your own living expenses. Jian Jue said casually.

"What about you?" Sheng Chaoyang asked.

"How?"

"I know there's a way to get money, absolutely, why don't you do it?" Sheng Chaoyang said.

Jian Jue saw Sheng Chaoyang say this specially, put away his smile, and asked him seriously, "What kind of work?" ”

"It's a little dark." Sheng Chaoyang smiled and threw out a business card, "There is a boss in your local mixed society, he feels that he is being overshadowed and wants to find a Taoist priest to help." He knew that his opponent had hired a wizard from the South Seas, so he looked for a ghost detective on the Internet. Can you? ”

"You're not answering?"

"I'm not a local, I don't know a lot of things, but I just received it, so I'll ask you. Your little brother Qin Zitao wrote your story on the Internet, which is called a tragedy. "Sheng Chaoyang has seen Qin Zitao and said that the wind is the little ghost of the rain, which is very funny.

Jian Jue thought for a long time until his tea was cold. He looked at the slightly clear tea, and finally nodded, "If you don't have any money, then I'll take it." ”

Sheng Chaoyang smiled and patted him, smiling very weakly, as if he had exhausted a lot of strength to make an expression, Sheng Chaoyang coughed while speaking, "Ahem, Jian Decision, you decided?" The other party is in the middle of the road and has a bad temper. ”

"Bid high."

"A little higher than you think."

"That's no problem, I'm dead, it doesn't matter." Jian Jue said it casually, and his tone was relaxed.

Sheng Chaoyang introduced Jian Du to his employer, an ordinary young man, but others called him Brother Hua. I came here with a friend to work ten years ago, and later made a windfall and embarked on this road.

Brother Hua had a fierce face, a straight face, a straight suit, and waited for Sheng Chaoyang in a teahouse. Sheng Chaoyang introduced Jian Du to him, and Brother Hua and the little brother behind him looked at them, looking at each other in confusion, but did not speak.

"It's not...," Brother Hua scratched his hair, "You guys... Is the industry washing, cutting and blowing? Am I hired a hair stylist? He laughed to himself.

There was a young man next to him, beside Brother Hua, who bent down and whispered a few words.

Brother Hua tilted his head, "Are you serious?" Good! Anyway, Lao Tzu is not afraid of them Yin Lao Tzu, damn, I have been unlucky every day recently, and I will lose tens of thousands of your mother when I play mahjong! ”

The young man's name was Jason, and he was still a turtle in the ocean, and politely asked Jane to sit them down.

The little brother next to him made a look, and the waiter brought the tea and quietly retreated.

Brother Hua asked, was he entangled by a ghost? Or did someone give him a bow? Jian Jue said: "In this scoring situation, sometimes, you may have inexplicable scars on your body, and sometimes, you will be uncomfortable, there are no scars, but there is a pain like a pinprick in your body." ”

"Oh," Brother Hua nodded, "I've been a little wrong lately, I went to the doctor on a dog day, and the doctor said that I didn't have any shit, so it's weird." ”

"That's what we need to see." Jian Jue stared at Brother Hua's neck and asked, "Are there any scars on your body?" ”

"No, there's a scar on the back shell." Brother Hua was also casual, he took off his clothes behind his back, and he did have a small, red scar on his back.

Jian Jue looked at it, and when he took a flashlight, the scar turned out to be transparent! There is a faint shape of a hand inside!