There are several photo studios in town, and the owner of one of them is well-versed in photo technology and knows this aspect of PS very well. Wei Zhun gave him the photo and asked him to take a look.

The boss took the eyes, enlarged the photo on the computer, and looked at all the corners.

"Master, how's it going? What's wrong with the photos?"

"Hmm......" the boss nodded: "There is indeed a problem, this name was added later, according to my years of experience, the name should not be more than three years." But the photo is at least twenty years old. ”

It's only been three years...... The people of Shangqiaowa Village have long since moved away, and three years ago, someone went to Shangqiaowa Village and added their names, who would have nothing to do with this kind of ...... Three-year ......

The boss returned the photo to Wei Zhun: "Almost, about three years." I can only make a rough impression, and the person who wrote the name is likely to be left-handed. ”

"Left-handed?"

"Yes, I just said it was possible, but not for sure."

With the photo in his arms, Wei Zhun became interested in the person who wrote the name, there was no one in that village, it was someone else who had added it in the past, whether it was an old man or someone else. Thinking of this, Wei Zhun felt half relieved, maybe he really verified Shen Xiaoqing's words, this matter was man-made, not ghost-inflicted.

When I returned to the church, several people were receiving water, there were very few people, and no one in the village walked around in the afternoon, which seemed deserted. He brought the photo to Tian Siping's house and said that he knew about the situation.

"Huh? The name was added later?" Luo Siping was a little surprised: "It's weird, who has nothing to do to write a name for the photo, in order to mourn a friend?"

If you have friends and don't have friends, you can't verify it.

Wei Zhun was worried that something would happen to Zhaolu, so he went to his house for a walk. The door of Zhaolu's house was also closed, not locked, and the bolt was from the inside.

"Mega Road! Zhaolu is at home? I'm Wei Zhun. ”

Even with the knock on the door, Zhaolu came over and opened the door, sneaky, the whole person was wrapped in a quilt, as if he was not wearing clothes.

"Y-you're chilling too?"

"No, Director Wei, come in."

When Wei Zhun entered the door, Zhaolu was home alone, and the women and children didn't know where to go.

Tian Zhaolu sat on the bed when he entered the house, his eyes were dark: "Zhaocai is dead, do you think that woman's unjust soul will look for me next?"

I can't answer that.

"Director Wei, I was just a hand back then, I really didn't kill anyone."

What's the use of your explanation to me? Anyway, the truth of that thing is your own doing.

"You didn't sleep?"

"I couldn't sleep, and as soon as I closed my eyes, I saw the woman dangling in front of me." Zhaolu pointed to the mirror on the table and said, "It seems to be in my room all the time."

Wei Zhun just found that the glass of Zhaolu's house was gone, the mirrors were also gone, and all the glass was removed.

"What are you doing here?"

"I don't dare look at the glass." Zhao Lu said timidly, crying with a sad face: "As long as it is made of glass, I can always see her inside, a black shadow."

The person who said it had a chill on his back, and in the mirror of Xiuzhen's house, Wei Zhun had also seen similar hallucinations.

"Director Wei, am I dying too?"

"Don't think about it, it'll get better. After a few days, that Master Shen from Gaoping Village will come back, and she will find a way to exorcise evil spirits. ”

Zhao Lu's voice whimpered like a woman, his head was lowered, and his body swayed back and forth: "I'm afraid I won't be hungry for the past two days." I let my wife and children go to my parents' house, I want to be alone and quiet, I'm afraid...... I'm scared that woman will come to me......"

“……”

"She's always been at home, in the mirror, and hasn't left. I hadn't slept for dozens of hours, and I was woken up as soon as I fell asleep. He began to sob: "I-I-I...... Hiss—I really didn't kill anyone, I really didn't kill her...... I just helped out, hiss-hiss...... I...... Woohoo......"

In the house, the big man was crying strangely.

Presumably, Zhaolu is telling the truth, and people are scared of this, and they won't lie. Female ghosts hurt people, it is impossible to implicate innocent people, they didn't kill anyone, they just helped bury people, is it necessary? Looking at Zhaolu who was frightened in front of him, he probably scared himself.

Wei Zhun said one more sentence: "Did Zhao have a move?"

He shook his head: "No, just like me, we buried that woman, and we didn't kill anyone."

That's unbelievable, looking at the situation of Zhaocai's death, it is clear that he died of retribution, so since he didn't do anything to lose his conscience, the ghost won't trouble him. But people are indeed dead, can it be that ghosts also kill innocents indiscriminately? I can't. Wei Zhun himself was scared so many times, but he was intact, and that 'thing' didn't attack him, it seemed to be just blindly scaring him.

After going out, he called the woman surnamed Shen and asked when she would be back. Shen Xiaoqing said that it would be soon, it would be two or three days, and said that she would bring a friend to come over to help and let Wei Zhun stabilize here. Steady...... That's a very light thing to say.

In the evening, the village chief returned from the village, and he was alone.

I happened to pass by the church, went in to find Wei Zhun and asked if anyone was making trouble when receiving water.

"Nope." Wei Zhun put on a bitter gourd face, and saw that the village chief's face was similar to his own: "There is no news in the township?"

"The water over there is fine, no problem at all. The river in our village is connected to the canal in the east, and after passing Xiaowangzhuang more than 20 miles to the east, the water there is very clean. That is, there is a water problem in our village, and the township has no way to solve it, so I am thinking about digging two more wells, and the tap water cannot be supplied all the time, the consumption is too great, and the village does not have much money. ”

"Secretary Tian, I called Shen Xiaoqing, today is Tuesday, and she rushed back before the weekend."

"Well, you still have to keep an eye on it, don't let people catch more water, it's not easy to keep accounts when the time comes, and the water meter can be seen more clearly." I'll go to Qingguo and them in a while, and take a few men to dig a well. ”

It took a day to build the new well, and there is no shortage of water in Tianjiagou. Fortunately, the well was clean and clean, there was no pollution at all, and the water was seen within five or six meters. But the well that has just been drilled cannot be used for a short time, and the bricks can be laid, which will take several days. When digging a well, Siping also went, and there were only a few men in the village who could use it, and many of them went to the city to work.

Next night, before the sun set, Luo Siping hurriedly came over to find Wei Zhun and said that something had happened again.

The person who died was Tian Zhaolu. When Luo Siping passed by the door of his house, he saw something in the room standing upright and hanging in the house. Tian Zhaolu was not killed by evil, nor was he scared to death alive, he hanged himself.

Before the woman in Zhaolu came back, the village chief called and told her about the situation, and the woman and child cried on the phone.

A person still can't do something bad about his heart, even if he doesn't kill someone, let his conscience kill him. A person who is so small-bellied on weekdays is shrewd everywhere, but he has not been able to pass his own level.

Luo Siping hung on the beam, no one knew how he put the rope on a high place, but his tongue was stretched out very long, his eyes were open, and he looked at the mirror below that had been stripped of glass, and his clothes were still neatly dressed.

Wei Zhun and Luo Siping helped carry the body to the ancestral hall, which was also cremated.

The flames were blazing, reflecting the faces of these people, one by one, gloomy.

Tian Qingfang was also there, this time she was very honest, she didn't say a word, just stared at the burned corpse and wiped a handful of tears.

This is not the end, when I was in Siping Mosque, there was someone in the river on the other side of the bridge, it was a child, Xiaowei, the son of Zhaofu!

Just the two of them saw it.

"Help!!" Wei Zhun shouted.

"Hey!" Luo Siping grabbed him: "You're crazy, you can't get on this river, it's evil!"

So what to do, just watch the child drown?

The river is not very deep, and adults can touch the bottom of the river with their feet when they go down. Wei Zhun didn't know where he got the guts, so he went down along the shore, swam over and hugged the child, and kept his mouth shut to prevent the water from entering his mouth.

His feet slipped, as if he had stepped on top of the jade, and if it weren't for the buoyancy of the river, he would have been flooded to his head by the water. The child plopped and fell down. An accident-the river overflowed his eyes, and at that moment, he didn't react, his eyes didn't blink, he saw the underwater situation directly, and his hand touched the slippery thing.

Be...... Glass?!

Luo Siping came over to take a hand and hugged Xiaowei: "You're crazy—— haven't you heard that this river is not clean?!" How to run into the river to play! Where's your dad?!"

"My stuff fell inside."

Wei Zhun grabbed a piece of something and came up, it was really glass, although it was cracked and a little scratched, but it could be put on the shore and take a look, isn't the size of this fast glass the most ordinary glass in the farmer's house?

A while ago, it was said that the glass was stolen, and the feelings 'grew legs' to the river.