As soon as the victim confessed, he called the brother.

Listening to the tone of his call, this brother of his seemed to have a deep opinion of him, and was very angry, and when he told the other party about the situation, there was a sudden silence on the other side, and there was no response to the continuous feeding of several times.

Soon his brother rushed over and punched and kicked the victim.

Then the two of them hugged each other and wept bitterly.

It's like two neuropaths.

It turned out that his brother's daughter had learned of the death of the victim's son. was very sad, but he didn't let her come over because the other party ruined the marriage, and it happened that her brother and sister-in-law came home, so he took her out to play.

As a result, the next day, news came that he was missing.

When the victim called, the brother was also anxiously waiting for news from the police there, but after telling the police there the information provided by the victim, he quickly found his daughter's body.

It's the same as the ghost described.

The working organs are gone.

But what has been lost has been lost, and it is useless to grieve no matter how sad.

Mr. Feng told his brother what happened, hoping that he and his family could come forward to resolve the resentment of the ghost.

With family members in the background, things are much easier.

Not only did he resolve the resentment of the ghosts, but he also caught the gang of organ traffickers in time with the help of the ghosts.

Just when everyone thought that the matter was over, Mr. Feng poured a basin of cold water on everyone, saying that there should be two ghosts in the victim's house.

One was his son, and the other was a female corpse that had been bought.

was mentioned by Mr. Feng, and the victim remembered his son Tuomeng.

There are also red ropes on the feet of the female corpse and an unusual barking dog.

He asked Mr. Feng what to do?

Mr. Feng thought for a moment and said, "Summoning spirits." ”

It's a forced way to summon the dead.

Unlike pen fairies and the like, it is a purposeful and selective calling. It's not like the pen fairy, it's easy to invite and it's hard to send away.

Mr. Feng asked the two families to give their birthdays, and the air in the room plummeted, and a man and a woman suddenly appeared in the corner, they hugged each other tightly like a couple in love, and they were unwilling to leave each other for a moment.

When the two families saw this scene, they were immediately scared away.

The rest of the people, in addition to crying, still cried.

Coincidentally, it turned out that the female corpse that the owner bought turned out to be the girl his son fell in love with outside.

This girl did not die normally, she was killed by a black-hearted human trafficker before she was sold to the victim, she was originally killed for no reason, and she was humiliated before she died, so she naturally had resentment in her heart.

However, it can be seen from the red rope on her feet that the traffickers know how to trap ghosts, but they are taken down by people who don't understand it.

Once the red rope is removed, it becomes a ghost.

It's just that there is no such thing as a terrible ghost.

This is also why as soon as the red rope is taken, the dogs in the whole village are barking.

However, the female ghost was buried with the victim's son, and found that her lover was also dead, and she was with him again, so the resentment dissipated, so after the burial, the dogs suddenly stopped barking.

It turns out that there is really a doom.

Now the matter is resolved satisfactorily.

Although the two families were sad, they finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But Mr. Feng had to send the three ghosts to the underworld.

He asked me to draw patterns on the ground and have them stand in it.

Once inside, it is as if the feet are glued to the ground.

Then, according to Mr. Feng's teaching, he used a red rope to make a big circle around their feet, and said to them, follow the passage all the way, and don't look back.

After the incident, the victim gave a big red envelope.

His family also became very polite and welcoming.

In fact, this tragedy could have been completely avoided, but it still happened.

Why is that?

Whose fault is it?

Victim?

Or his son?

Maybe there are all of them, at least if the subject doesn't force him, he won't kill himself.

If he doesn't die, maybe the other two girls will be fine.

I hate the victim's son.

Because I think he is not responsible, maybe in modern society, things between men and women are no longer so conservative, but people give you their most precious things, and they are dead to you, what reason is there to disappoint her?

On the way back, Mr. Feng knew my thoughts and opinions, felt that I was very glassy, and said: "One kind of rice raises a hundred kinds of people, and it is destined how many people die every day in the book of life and death, and how many babies come every day." ”

"Strange, since it's destined, why do you want to exorcise evil spirits and save people?"

"In the underworld, regardless of the affairs of the yang world, just the charm and spirit, if a person has a purple auspicious mist on his body, whether it is an accident or being haunted by a ghost, then this person should be saved."

I seem to understand a little bit......

When he returned to Mr. Feng's house, he sat down and opened the red envelope given by the victim, a whole pile of money, this money came very easily, there were 10,000 yuan in less than a day, and he hadn't done anything yet.

"Envy?"

I nodded.

"This is called a specialization in the art industry, but the money can't be kept ......"

As a result, the next day, Mr. Feng really donated the money.

Only a little bit is left for living expenses.

Mr. Feng said: "You are not afraid of retribution, you will keep it in the future." ”

Depend on......

Most of the idle time is boring, very boring.

No matter how much I begged Mr. Feng, he wouldn't let me go home, nor did he go to Uncle Jian, saying that when I could fight alone, I would go back to school.

However, Mr. Feng is playful by nature.

He couldn't hold it long at home, so he took me everywhere to play in the mountains and rivers, basically sleeping in the open air, eating wild meat, living in the wild, and not spending much money at all.

In the process of playing.

Mr. Feng received an order for me to complete the business alone.

It was a week after the ghost marriage incident, and it happened in a historical city near Rong County, called Guan Si.

This city is familiar to many people, and it is more famous than the town of Wushi.

The theory of ghosts and gods has a long history in China, and it is not even possible to verify the specific time of its creation, and the impact of the theory of ghosts and gods on the social process in history is also extremely far-reaching.

However, this did not happen in the city, but in a district in the eastern suburbs, where there is a national forest park.

But the specific location is not in the park, otherwise you won't find a spirit crosser like Mr. Feng, but to find an expert professor.

It happened on a highway north of the eastern suburbs.

The employer is in his forties, not fat or thin, his whole body is lean, there is no excess fat at all, and he looks like he is playing Muay Thai.

When I found him alone, he looked at me with suspicion, and it was obvious that he did not think that I, a boy under twenty years old, was not like a man of the world.

I try to get used to this kind of questioning.

Besides, I'm not an outsider, I'm just someone who deals with spirits.

In any case, the employer has great trust in Mr. Feng.

Quickly let your guard down and be hospitable.

During the dinner, he also told me the whole thing.

Because the construction of the highway makes it inconvenient to travel to nearby villages, a free section of the highway is set up, and there is no toll station at this entrance, but it is useless, no one is there to collect fees, and no one even maintains it.

With the improvement of living standards, there are more and more car owners.

Most of these villages are close to the road, some in the south, some in the north, and that's fine, but if you want to go north from the south, or if you want to go south from the north, you have to go through the highway.

To cross the highway, you have to pass through the two unmanned toll booths.

Once, a villager in the north suddenly fell into a trance when he drove through the exit, and then saw a group of people running towards him violently, he quickly braked, thinking that he had encountered a robbery or something.

Just when he was feeling frightened, something even more terrifying happened.

I saw those people carrying large and small packages in their hands, what kind of bedding and coats, rushed over with an excited face, directly ignored the car, and crashed straight over.

But when they touched the car, they passed directly through the body, as if the car didn't exist.

The villager thought he was hallucinating and rubbed his eyes to look again.

I found that the people behind were still rushing over.

I was completely scared at this time, so I quickly stepped on the accelerator and rushed over with a smoke.

When I got home, I fell ill and is still lying in the hospital.

Hearing this, I somewhat understood.

Those things are supposed to be souls.

They keep repeating the most memorable things of their lives.

In this way, I am relieved.

Because the soul does not hurt.

The portrait of the door god that Mr. Feng asked me to carry seems to be a little redundant.