Chapter 112: Faith

Actually, I immediately thought that it was a dream, but it was too real to be true.

In a trance, my grandmother came to me, looked at me with relief, touched my head, and said: Good grandson, it seems that you have been able to communicate with the Golden Silkworm Gu preliminarily, you don't have to come down to accompany me, it's really good, I really didn't expect you to be unable to move my body, my consciousness is a little hazy, but I can speak, so I asked her: Grandma, are all the twelve methods true, are all the things I have encountered in the past few days true

She looked at me and didn't speak. At this time, I didn't think she was ugly, I felt much more amiable than before, and after a while she smiled, and she said that you know the answer yourself, and you have to ask me what I am doing. She went on to say, "You can be regarded as inheriting my mantle now, but for the older generation, there are still some rituals missing. She asked me to go back to the old house in Dunzhai and kowtow to the ancestors on the shrine, pay respects, and then all the things in the old house were gone, so as to avoid filth.

I said okay, no problem. Then she told me that after reading the things in the book, it was better to burn them.

I asked why, and she said that I didn't have the ability to protect that thing, and that if I took it, I would cause trouble, and I didn't know which day, there would be unjust ghosts who would come to the door to ask for debts, and burn it without worry. I said okay, she asked me again if I was connected with the second sister of Luo in Zhongyang, I was confused again, I don't remember what I said, anyway, she said that she was not afraid, the people of Zhongyang Miao Village, the inheritance has long been lost, there is no sigh

As she spoke, my grandmother was also sighing, saying that our vein was almost gone. I was basically unconscious at that time, and finally I only vaguely heard her say: accumulate virtue and do good, so that you can do it yourself.

When I got up the next day, I remembered three things: kowtow to my ancestors, burn the broken books, accumulate virtues, do good deeds, and do things for myself.

This memory is so deep for me that I didn't eat breakfast early in the morning, so I bought incense, candles, paper money, and found a tricycle to go to Dunzhai to worship the teacher and pay tribute to my ancestors. When I came to my grandmother's house again, I found that the yin qi inside was really thick, and I could also feel that there seemed to be countless insects and snakes buried under the ground in the yard. For my grandmother's instructions, I did not slack off, lit incense candles, obediently bowed to the dozen or so tablets on the big shrine, and respectfully shouted: The ancestors of the past dynasties are above, and the boy Lu Zuo is below, blessed by his grandmother Long Laolan, and included in the door, I hope that the ancestors will have mercy, do not abandon my shallow qualifications, and bless me with a safe life, no disasters and no difficulties.

After kneeling down, I don't know if it was a psychological effect, or something else, I felt that the tablet on the shrine had a cyclone rising at that moment, and then I was warm, and the whole province was like eating ginseng fruit, and the whole body was comfortable.

After I finished worshipping God, I burned the paper, cleaned it up, did not take a piece of paper, and before I went out, I scraped the mud of my shoes on the threshold and scattered it all in the hall. After my grandmother died, the property in my brother-in-law's name was gone, and I took a deep look at it again when I left, and after that, I never came back in my life.

When I got back to town, I ran to the photocopy shop. This shop is opened by me when I am a small and also called Lao Gan, next to the town middle school, doing the business of teachers and students, busy for a while and idle for a while, it happens that it is the time to be idle now. I went to him and asked him to lend me the machine for a day and ask how much it was. He said no, it just so happened that he was going to the county seat to buy things that day, and he didn't open a store, you have to use it, just use it, and the brothers are talking so much, it's not cool.

I'm not welcome, I said yes, and ran home to take the broken book to the photocopying shop.

Grandma told me to burn the broken book, I naturally have to comply, but as far as my broken brain, it will definitely not be able to digest it for a while, but I'm outside, crooked people naturally know more, scan the text into PDF format, and then under a software to convert it to ord format, some can't be transferred, two copies are kept, back up with a USB flash drive, thinking that when the time comes, I can buy an MP4 to watch at any time at that time, the mobile phone has not yet achieved intelligence, in fact, it is much more convenient than books.

It just so happened that I brought a 1G USB flash drive, and I was busy in the store until the afternoon, and finally got a total of 254M pdf and ord documents, and after deleting some of the action movies in the USB flash drive, I copied it in, and then burned the twelve methods of suppressing the mountains to ashes, and completed my grandmother's second entrustment.

While I was having dinner, I received a call from Ma Haibo, who asked me if I was free and that there was a new development in the case.

I ignored him, and said with a smile that I am not the leader of your bureau, nor am I in charge of the political and legal committee, and I want to report to Ma Haibo for Mao and said: I'm not joking with you, that's the case, we took Wang Baosong and his wife back for trial, Wang Baosong, a madman, couldn't be tried at all, and her mother only admitted that Huang Duoduo was Huang Laoya's youngest daughter who hid the corpse, and as for the corpse shredding case, there was no evidence to prove that they did it, and Luo Ermei confessed an important situation, saying that Huang Laoya's serious illness was also her Gu, and no one could solve it, Then she said she wanted to see you.

I asked what I was doing, and I was doing it

Ma Haibo begged softly, he told me that human life is at stake, and the second sister of Qiluo is already terminally ill and can't survive for a few days, so I'd better go over as soon as possible to help people to the end and send the Buddha to the west, isn't this the truth. Besides, even if I don't look at his face, I have to look at Huang Fei's sister's face, that Huang Laoya is her uncle

I heard a very noisy voice on the phone, and asked where are you This old boy smiled and didn't speak, but within a few minutes, the door of my house was pushed open.

It turned out that he personally drove over to pick me up just to be on the safe side.

Seeing a uniformed policeman come in, my parents were a little frightened and nervously stood up to say hello, my father thought it was the last time, rubbed his hands, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes deepened a little. Fortunately, Ma Haibo still knows how to be a person, and his mouth is also slippery, and it didn't take long to coax my parents to be happy. When I learned of his intention, my mother hurriedly urged me, why don't you go, the public family is looking for you to do something, what are you still eating here In the eyes of our people, the authority of the government is very high, I will not repeat how to establish it, the public affairs are a big thing, my parents are not highly educated, and they feel that those who wear uniforms, especially police uniforms, are the public family, and people looking for you must actively cooperate.

While on the road, Ma Haibo told me about the progress of the case. I raised a few doubts: first, whether Wang Baosong is really crazy or fake crazy is easy to explain, if he is really crazy, Luo Ermei has been paralyzed in bed for more than half a year, how to dig the grave Second, Wang Baosong is the real murderer of the corpse crushing case, this is what I hope to see, there is no evidence, and I can't make it true, his wife knows what the motive for not killing is

Ma Haibo said: You mean that there is a third person

I said I just suspected that there were also methods such as the Five Ghost Handling Technique in the Black Witchcraft Maoshan Dao Technique, and there was no need to do it personally, and there were spiritual and evil things to dig up the grave and pry the corpse, but Luo Ermei obviously did not have this kind of Taoism. All in all, Luo's second sister and Mother-in-law Luo are the key to the whole case, as long as she fully speaks, it will basically be fine, of course, don't slack off on Segai's side, if there is really a third person, she must still be in Segai Village.

After saying that, I immediately remembered a pair of resentful eyes, and thought to myself that it was impossible

Ma Haibo said: It's a pity that you are not a policeman.

I know that he is flattering me, they are decades old fritters, and he has handled more cases than the beautiful girls I have ever seen, how can he not even think of these but people always like to listen to beautiful words, this sentence made my heart excited for a while, I feel that my image is also a little taller, and my attitude towards this matter is also positive.

I thought of something I had just learned, so I told Ma Haibo that maybe I could get the madman Wang Baosong to speak.

He said seriously, I said I could try it, but I had to prepare something. He said that these are easy to do, the bureau has sufficient funds, and if there is anything that needs to be purchased, just ask. So I asked him to prepare sandalwood yellow rune paper purification water Buddha music tape larger tape recorders or speakers, etc., and Ma Haibo called people to do it one by one. By the time we arrived at the county office, everything was ready.

I saw Wang Baosong cowering in the interrogation room where I was last time, nervously defensive.

Ma Haibo said that this madman occasionally gets out of control and hurts people, and asks me if I want to give him a tranquilizer, I say no, what else do you ask after taking the tranquilizer, have you fed him?

Yang Yu next to him said that he had a meal today, braised pork, and after eating three bowls, his appetite was very good. I said okay, leave the things, you go out, just watch the video. Yang Yu didn't leave, he wanted to stay, and said that he wanted to observe the magical witchcraft up close. I thought about it for a while and said that it was okay, but the uniform had to be taken off, so as not to irritate Wang Baosong.

He agreed, and changed into a white shirt.

Wang Baosong was handcuffed to the interrogation chair, muttering to himself, very vague, gradually disappearing, but his expression was very defensive and nervous, glaring at him for a while, and turning his neck for a while. I didn't speak, I turned on the tape recorder and played Buddhist music, which was a very common kind of calming music, with a gentle tone and simple language, which would be played in many monasteries and incense and candle offerings.

Lighting a stick of sandalwood, I sat behind the table without speaking, my eyes closed. As the music continued, Wang Baosong's spirit began to relax slowly, and the feeling of satiety in his body eroded his body functions a little bit.

About 20 minutes later, Wang Baosong began to fall into a state of drowsiness.

I washed my hands with clean water, then took out a piece of yellow rune paper, bit the tip of my tongue, dripped the blood on it, kneaded it evenly, and began to sing the song of the conjuring spirit: the three souls are lost and difficult to find, and the two souls are not a pity, yesterday I ate oil tea, and today I lost the soul, the soul is not endless, and the next life is restless.

The Golden Silkworm Gu can be placed in the illusion of people, and those who cannot be liberated will be confused and obedient.

Officer Yang Yuyang next to him had huge eyes and muttered to himself: Is this hypnotism, or is it the legendary jumping god I ignored him and was communicating with the master in my body, but fortunately, everything was laid in front of me, and this bad tenant finally made a move. As my voice slowly faded into nothing, Wang Baosong, who was half-asleep with his head drooping, suddenly raised his head, his eyes straight, and he only looked ahead without focus. I was overjoyed, and first asked him a few simple questions, such as where is his name, how old he is, and seeing that he has completely fallen into a state of ecstasy, I asked directly: Wang Baosong, why did you kill people

He rolled his eyes, revealing the white of his eyes, and said in a very soft tone, but also clearly: I don't want to kill, they made me kill.

Who are they

They are the grandfathers of the mountain gods, and they say that if someone offends the mountain god, they are sinners, and they will kill him. And when they had finished killing them, they gave me gold, a great deal of gold, a lot of gold

They are dwarf mules

They are the mountain gods, and I don't dare to call them dwarf mules.

Where are they

The mountain god grandfather is under the thousand-year-old tree of the Houting Yazi, enshrined for thousands of years, and practiced for ten thousand years

Wang Baosong and I asked and answered, Yang Yu recorded on the side, I almost finished asking about the entire process of the murder case, and then communicated with Yang Yu, after the chain of evidence and the reason for the murder were basically sorted out, I snuffed out the sandalwood, and then sang a minor tune that I didn't understand very well, ending the process.

Wang Baosong woke up quietly, looked around blankly, struggled violently, and began to talk nonsense again.

The door opened, Ma Haibo walked in and held my hand tightly, saying that at this point, the case is basically done, this is simply amazing, like a dream. I say that a madman is a murderer, but he is a psychopath, he has no criminal capacity at all, and he is instructed and seduced by a mandrill mule, we all believe this kind of thing, but the common people may not believe it; The common people can believe it, but they may not believe it, so think about what to do with it.

He didn't care, smiled and said that these are all trivial, and then asked me, otherwise I will go to interrogate the second sister She is now in the intensive care unit of the county people's hospital, and her body is already terminally ill, and it will not be a few days, and she will not die, if it is not for perseverance, death will be a matter of today and tomorrow, and it is not accurate.

I said okay.