Wei Zhun didn't have a good feeling in his heart, when the person was gone, he and Huang Daoshi were left staring at each other with big eyes and dry eyes.

"Director Xiao Wei, I'm really ...... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to say you came here, I ......"

"Nothing." Wei Zhun smiled bitterly: "You didn't tell a lie, I was here last night." ”

No, it seems that I heard them talk about a corpse, shouldn't there be two corpses in this ancestral hall? It must have been He Meiqin's corpse that 'Huzi' had taken away, so the rest - so Huzi's corpse has not been touched here?

The more he thought about it, the more wrong it became, Wei Zhun entered the ancestral hall, and when he arrived in the direction of the east house, he saw the sack rolled on the ground, and he could also see that the sack was deformed because of the distortion of the corpse, and the tiger was still there!

But last night, I clearly saw Huzi carrying the corpse.

Courageous, Wei Zhun opened one end of the sack, the translucent corpse, curled up, exactly the same as the one he had seen before, and the smell was still very strong.

"Director Xiao Wei, what are you looking at?"

It's nothing, could it be that I hallucinated last night? He came outside with the Zodiac priest, and simply this Taoist priest was an outsider, and it was not as difficult to talk as the people in Tianjiagou, so Wei Zhun told the Zodiac what he saw last night.

"What are you talking about?!" Huang Daoshi was a little dumbfounded: "Director Wei, what did you say...... Is it true? ”

Knowing that the other party didn't trust, Wei Zhun didn't speak, so he gave a look.

"Hey."

The zodiac is in trouble. He had never heard of such a strange thing, it was more evil than a haunting: "When a man dies, he is in the ancestral hall, and you have just seen it." But how can the corpses you see become living people and carry them...... Corpse. ”

Speaking of this, Lao Huang's back was shining, and he couldn't help staring at the east side of the ancestral hall.

"Then why didn't you tell the secretary about this just now?"

This is the most difficult part of Wei Zhun: "Do you think they will believe me, Master Huang, I won't tell you, I have been in Tianjiagou for more than a year, and the village chief has never treated me as a friend, and he refuses to tell me anything, and the people in the village don't like to take care of me very much." ”

Huang Daoist said that he was a Taoist priest, but in fact, he was also a half-ass, and the little things he knew could be understood by anyone who served the dead at the funeral, and as for exorcism or something, it was not the same thing at all.

Later, Wei Zhun asked Xiuzhen to call her home.

Tian Qingguo said that from now on, Wei Zhun will eat and sleep at home, and there is no need to go to the church to sleep alone, and there is no one to talk to. Wei Zhun agreed, but after a few days, he had a lot to say to the Zodiac Priest, and only the Zodiac Priest would not refuse any of his 'confessions', as for believing it or not, that was another matter.

At about eight o'clock in the evening, the two of them were still drinking.

The wine was also sent by the village chief, Fenjiu, and when he drank it, it was less than two glasses, and Wei Zhun's face turned red, and his alcohol consumption was very poor.

"Master Huang." His tongue was knotted when he spoke: "I really want to leave this angry bird place." ”

The Huang Daoist drank a good amount of alcohol, and his face remained unchanged: "I know what you mean, it's because of the dead people in the past few days." ”

Thinking that Tian Zhaowang and his wife suddenly got better, Wei Zhun's depressed energy was also forced into anger by the alcohol, he bent over and tilted his head sideways, and said to the other party as if complaining: "Are you strange?" Yes? Obviously, everyone has gone crazy, but suddenly they got better again, and they pretended to be fine. Besides, He Meiqin and Huzi, I saw He Meiqin's death with my own eyes, the person's eyeballs flew out, her man was also present at the time, and Xiuzhen was also present. As for Huzi, I'm 100% sure that the dead person is Huzi, I went to see it with Luo Siping, and the whole process of the child's death was - hey! ”

After speaking, he drank the wine in the cup, and his eyes were red: "Did you say that Tianjiagou's affairs are evil?" ”

Then, the harmful drink asked Wei Zhun to tell the Huang Daoist what he heard from the Seventh Po. Talking and talking, the zodiac priest was not in the mood to continue drinking.

"I know that there is no such thing as unprovoked haunting in the world, and there are many things that people are doing and the sky is watching. If you have sinned, you will have to pay your debts. ”

"Master, aren't you a Taoist, what can you do?"

The other party looked at Wei Zhun and lowered his head and swayed: "I just dress the dead and make a funeral, what other way can I do, don't look down on me." I wasn't a Taoist priest originally, but I've been in the industry for a long time, and the big guys love to call me that. ”

Huang Daoshi said that when the body was found, he would be buried, and then he would also go to other villages to work.

Early in the morning, Wei Zhun woke up, and he was in a daze all night, and he couldn't sleep well. This morning, there was a lot of happening, it should be said that it happened at night. In addition to the two people who reported the case before, there were seven or eight others, all of whom said that the glass of their homes was stolen, and Wei Zhun went to each house to see the situation, which was completely consistent with the previous method.

At first, he wondered if the 'tiger son' had done it, but the idea of changing his mind was immediately denied. Isn't it ridiculous, what are the living dead doing stealing glass, this is not a louse on the top of a bald man, an obvious thing. Then who else has nothing to do and steals that old glass.

There was a large crowd around the church.

"Wei Zhun, it's been a day, why hasn't my glass been done yet, how did you become a director?"

"And me, I woke up this morning and saw that the glass had been ripped off three pieces."

Wei Zhun was anxious, although the village is not big, but he is not a detective or anything, he should go to the town to call the police if he steals something. Glass...... Hehe, I feel funny, what can I call the police if the glass is stolen, it's really a fuss.

But in the eyes of these villagers, the theft of glass is a big deal, and more than a dozen families have already been stolen.

The glass of Luo Siping's house was also stolen, and Siping was a little late and didn't pay much attention to this matter. In the evening, he came to Wei Zhun and told him about the situation. Wei Zhun worked tirelessly, and he didn't go far, and went to Siping's house to see the situation. The stolen glass of Luo Siping's house was also in the stove room, and the nails were broken, and his glass was nailed very firmly, and there was a ...... of the perpetrator on the Dayang nails Fingers!!

Just below the windowsill, between the two rotors.

This is...... Wei Zhun picked it up with a little worry, and snorted all over his body: "It's a finger." ”

Luo Siping was also very nervous, but he also took it: "My grandmother, this thief is too powerful, he broke his fingers for the sake of a glass." ”

Will it?

The two stared at the gadget for a long time.

They thought of the same thing—it was the work of a dead man.

Luo Siping proposed to go to the ancestral hall to have a look, but Wei Zhun didn't dare to go to that place after what happened the night before. But he is basically the 'tiger' who is suspicious of coming back.

The night was unstable.

The next day was the weekend, and on this day many people had to go to the town to catch the market and buy something back. Wei Zhun and Xiuzhen are together, the two are rarely idle, they are wandering around in the village, Xiuzhen wants everyone to see the relationship between herself and Wei Zhun, and they are smiling when they walk.

When I met Luo Siping, he didn't go to the market, he was looking for Wei Zhun.

"Director Wei."

"Hey." Wei Zhun took care of his cigarette first.

"No, no, no, I just smoked." Luo Siping stared at Xiuzhen and said to Wei Zhun: "Tell you a strange news, which is also good news." ”

How strange is the news.

"The glass is back."

"What did you say?"

"Glass." Luo Siping repeated: "I went to cook porridge early this morning and saw that the glass in the room was installed. ”

That's good and weird news.

Wei Zhun didn't quite understand: "Who put it back?" ”

"I don't know, I knew the glass was back, it's weird."

Xiuzhen felt that things were good: "Oh, you're so tired, it's not good that the glass is back, and no one will trouble you now." ”

"What about other people's glass?"

Somehow, Wei Zhun felt that this matter was not good, which made him even more worried.

"I went to Lao Liu and Zhaocai's house to see it, and the glass is back."

In fact, the glass was stolen, and Xiuzhen's family also had a share. But Tian Qingguo never cared about small things, just a glass, and it wasn't worth a few dollars.

Before dinner, Luo Siping called Wei Zhun and said that the glass of each house had been recovered. And the Huang Daoist also left the church first because of temporary affairs, and this night, Wei Zhun went to eat and stay overnight at the invitation of his father-in-law, alone, and there was nothing to shirk.

The glass is all back, is this normal?