Li Huaishan asked me in turn: "Why?" ”

I said, "Probably because we're inexperienced and fall for someone else's way." ”

Li Huaishan didn't understand my intentions, and said impatiently: "Why did you suddenly get involved here?" Seriously, when are we going back to Lao Hu's house? ”

"If I don't find out the cause of Mrs. Wang's death, I won't leave."

I replied briefly, then stood up and lifted the white cloth that covered Mrs. Wang's body again.

When Li Huaishan saw me move the white cloth, his face suddenly became a little nervous, but he still deliberately pretended to be calm, and sat by the window smoking without saying a word.

Now that I can almost be sure that there is nothing wrong with the corpse, I dare to take advantage of the dawn to take a closer look at the corpse.

Before this, the reason why I didn't dare to move the corpse was not because I was afraid of seeing the dead corpse, but because at that time we were not sure if there was a ghost in Li Huaishan who wanted to borrow the old lady's corpse to resurrect the soul.

After the ghost is reinstated, it becomes a half-human and half-ghost, with only resentment on his body, no mana, and he becomes very easy to deal with, and when I make another move, things will become much easier.

If there are really ghosts who want to borrow corpses to return their souls, even if there is a Da Luo Jinxian Town in this mourning hall, they will also return the yang with wool, after all, for them, the temptation of returning the yang is too great, as long as they return the yang, they will no longer have to experience the pain of daily knife cutting and frying.

Now that Mrs. Wang's body has not changed, in my opinion, there is only one explanation, that is, her death has nothing to do with the yin qi in the urn, and before the old lady's body was brought back, that yin qi had been suppressed by the array I put out.

After all, in Lao Hu's house, I saw with my own eyes that the copper bowl had moved.

As soon as this thought came to me, I inevitably let my guard down and didn't pay attention to what happened next.

Mrs. Wang's body did not look unusual, but when I squatted down and looked under the spirit bed, I found that there were six red threads tied to the four legs of the spirit bed, and on each red line, a small copper bell full of rust was tied.

To be honest, I couldn't tell what kind of arrangement this was, so I thought that these things might have been made by Old Man Zheng, and he probably didn't know any tricks, but he just tossed around and deceived those who didn't know how to do it than him.

Although I vaguely felt a little awkward in my heart when I saw these bells, I probably didn't care about it because I was too relaxed.

At about four o'clock in the afternoon, the fat man brought back two messages.

First, the reason why Mrs. Wang didn't deal with the people in the village was because when she was young, the people in the village interfered with her marriage and made her unable to marry for the rest of her life.

I asked the fat man why she still had a pair of children since Mrs. Wang couldn't get married.

The fat man said that no one knew who the father of her children was, and bluntly said that these children were born in the village behind Mrs. Wang's back.

As for how the blood relationship between Mrs. Wang and her children was exposed, no one can say clearly.

The second news has nothing to do with Mrs. Wang, the fat man inquired, in the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China, there was indeed a famous actor who sang Dian opera in the village, that person's surname was Li, and then I don't know why he changed his surname to Wang, yes, it is Wang, and the surname is the same as that of Mrs. Wang, who has just passed away.

Because it has been too long, even the old people in the village can't tell whether this actor who has changed his surname is a very charming man or a heroic woman, but I only remember that this person also has a good farmhouse, but he has not been able to start a family in his life, in addition, the old treasury in the village was built on the ruins of their family's old house.

The fat man also said that this actor wants to sing Danjiao all his life, but unfortunately he has no luck and no talent, and he is a martial artist until he dies.

These two news, the fat man inquired from Old Man Zheng, and no one else in the village dared to mention Mrs. Wang's affairs, only this Old Man Zheng was bold and dared to reveal something, but he was not a native and didn't know much.

Later, I asked the fat man what kind of business the owner of the shoe store who built the warehouse was doing now, and the fat man said that he didn't inquire, but I heard from the people in the village that the boss had become rich for a while after changing careers, and then I didn't know why, the business ran into a hurdle again, and he lost a lot of money, but after all, the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, and the people are now more than a little less than the bottom.

In fact, I am very curious, where did the capital of this shoe store owner come from, he lost almost his pants in the first business, and he still has the strength to change careers to other businesses.

But I just thought about this kind of thing, and I didn't say it.

The fat man didn't want to stay at the door of Mrs. Wang's house for a long time, so he was in a hurry to leave after saying the news, but I didn't stop him, waved his hand and let him go.

No matter what happened to Mrs. Wang, in my opinion, it is all a private matter, and there is no need to worry too much. As for the martial artist who lived in the village in his early years, whether he had anything to do with the current situation or not, he had been dead for so many years, and when I put up a formation, the yin qi that ran out of the ash altar had been suppressed, even if the yin qi was wrapped in the soul of Wu Sheng, now it has passed away.

That's what I really thought at the time, in my eyes, as if all the bad things had passed, Li Huaishan and I just had to guard the spirit of Mrs. Wang tonight, and when her children came back tomorrow, there would be nothing to do with us.

Looking back, it seems that from the moment I entered this village, my mind has always been abnormal, and I often ignore things that I would never have ignored in the past.

It's not just me, Li Huaishan occasionally becomes very confused.

After sending the fat man away, I turned and walked towards the house, but before I could reach the middle of the courtyard, there was another knock on the courtyard door.

At first I thought it was the fat man who was back, so I turned around and shouted, "Why is it back again?" ”

Unexpectedly, it was Lao Hu's voice that came from outside: "I haven't eaten at noon, I'll send you something to eat." ”

I hadn't noticed that he didn't speak, but now that he spoke, I could really smell the smell of boiled meat.

I didn't eat that meal at noon, and I was indeed a little hungry, so I quickly opened the door for the tiger, and he stood at the door, holding a large pot for steaming things in his hand, and smiled at me very shyly.

I reached out and took the pot from his hand and smiled and said "thank you".

Lao Hu first waved his hand and said "You're welcome", then stretched his neck and glanced at the courtyard twice, showing a trace of fear on his face, but as for fear, he was more worried.

I casually asked, "Have you ever dealt with this Mrs. Wang?" ”

Lao Hu was stunned for a moment, and then shook his head in a hurry: "No, no, the place where I live is far away from her house, and I usually don't have a chance to move around." ”

I saw that he looked like he wanted to leave quickly, so I simply said goodbye to him and planned to close the door.

At first, Lao Hu just waved at me shyly, which was a farewell, but when I was about to close the door, he suddenly reached out and pressed the door panel.

I was surprised and asked if there was anything else going on.

Lao Hu squirmed outside the door for a while, and finally said to me as if he had mustered up a lot of courage: "Little master, you are still ...... It's better to follow me back, I know you are a capable person, but this old lady Wang is really ...... I can't recruit it. Come back with me. ”

Lao Hu kept staring into my eyes as he spoke, and there was a sincere worry in his eyes, and there was no artificiality in his eyes.

He was really worried that something would happen to me and Li Huaishan.

I stood at the door and comforted him: "Don't worry, we are just keeping the old lady's spirit for one night, this is a kindness to her, she will not embarrass us, and besides, it will only be one night, nothing will happen." ”

Even if I said this, Lao Hu was still very worried: "But this old lady is different from others!" ”

As he spoke, he kept looking into the courtyard, clearly looking very scared, but he refused to leave, as if he had made up his mind to take me and Li Huaishan home.

I reached out and patted him on the shoulder: "We're definitely going to be fine, trust me, old Hu." ”

Lao Hu grabbed his clothes and feet, his face was anxious and cramped, and he didn't know how to persuade me for a while.

I gave him another smile: "Go back, your wife can't do without you, go ahead." ”

As I spoke, I closed the courtyard door.

After a long time, the footsteps of Lao Hu were heard outside.

Just now, he only cared about persuading Lao Hu to leave, but he forgot to ask him why Mrs. Wang was different from others, and what was different from others about her.

But at that time, my heart was so big that it hadn't changed, although I regretted not asking what I should have asked, but I didn't dig deeper, and when Lao Hu's footsteps were about to disappear at the end of the village, I went back to the house with the meat pot.

Eating in the mourning hall is disrespectful to the dead, after I entered the house, I quickly entered the Xuanfang, Li Huaishan smelled the fragrance wafting out of the pot, and opened his voice to ask me what I was in the pot, I didn't respond to him positively, just asked him to take care of the corpse in the mourning hall.

I had a full meal in the Xuanfang first, and then I handed over to Li Huaishan and asked him to go to dinner, and I stared at the old lady's corpse.

Nothing happened during this period, Mrs. Wang's body was still lying quietly on the mourning bed, I touched a cigarette from time to time, the window was closed, the air in the mourning hall was convection, a few cigarettes were smoked, and the roof was filled with thick smoke.

In fact, I didn't realize at the time that since I entered Mrs. Wang's house, my addiction to smoking has been much greater than usual, and in the past, I would never smoke one after another like this.

In the boring waiting, time passed very slowly, and at night, Li Huaishan and I had almost exhausted all our patience, and both of us seemed very irritable.

He kept frowning, sometimes staring at the screen of his phone, sometimes lifting the curtains to see the sky outside.

And I kept circling around Mrs. Wang's funeral bed, listening to my incessant footsteps, and my heart became more and more irritable, but I didn't want to stop anyway.

(End of chapter)