Chapter Seventy-Six: The Umbrella
The Spiritual Investigation Department is indeed very powerful, although I only saw it once last time, and the leader is still the deputy director, but it can be seen that these people here have their own unique skills, I think everyone's ability is not inferior to Xiaobai and Ma Weiqi, and the strength of the deputy director is definitely much higher than that of Ma Weiqi and Xiaobai, as for whether it has reached the level of the master, it is still unknown, after all, I have not seen the master shoot.
"By the way, I came to you this time, just to ask if you have any frowns, I think the two people you invited last time are very powerful, you might as well ask them for help." Wu Liang begged me.
"That's what I mean, this girl who got out of the car is my brother's sister, Zhao Xiaoxi." I replied.
After listening to my words, Wu Liang seemed to remember something, and said: "Zhao Xiaoxi, I remember that time you asked me to go to Zhao Long's house, oh, why is my name so familiar, this Zhao Xiaoxi is Zhao Long's sister." ”
"Yes, Zhao Long is my good brother, I have to help her find her sister, whether her sister is dead or alive, she wants to see people in life and corpses in death." I decided that I must find Zhao Long's sister Zhao Xiaoxi, and now there are four people in our dormitory, and only Zhang Shaozuo and I are still alive.
"By the way, today is Zhao Long's first seventh, and his aunt said that they would have a funeral at home, do you want to go and see it?" Wu Liang asked me.
"I must go, but the result of their family's tragic death has not yet been found, how can a funeral be held?" I asked Wu Liangdao.
"Hey, I also saw her aunt, just remember Zhao Long's peach orchard and house, and took the body away, besides, this matter is definitely not simple, with my ability, I'm afraid I won't be able to find out, I asked the spiritual investigation department for help, but the deputy director said that the case was too small and didn't give help, so this matter can only be like this, I'm really out of line." Wu Liang explained to me.
I just wanted to say that it was irresponsible for him to do this, but after thinking about it, Wu Liang really had no choice, he was only the captain of the Criminal Investigation Department, not even the director, and this matter was a suspenseful supernatural event, and he couldn't help it.
"It's okay, Captain Wu, leave it to me, I'll figure it out, I'll definitely find out about this matter." I swore to Wu Liang.
"Then I'm sorry for you, I'm afraid only you can help with this matter, remember to tell me if you find out the truth, and then if you need help, just say it, I originally said that I would give you a week off, this time I will give you two weeks, and you will investigate the cause of death of Zhao Long's family by the way." Wu Liang looked into my eyes and said.
"Okay, when will Zhao Long's funeral start?" I asked Zhao Longdao.
"It's just noon, you can go now." Wu Liang said to me.
After I said goodbye to Wu Liang, I was just about to go out, my head was dizzy, and I almost fell to the ground without standing firmly.
Wu Liang deserved to have practiced, and his hand quickly held me and asked me, "What's wrong with you?" Do you want to go to the hospital? ”
"It's okay, just rest and rest, I'm too tired these days." I can only lie to Wu Liang like this, can I still tell him that my head is dizzy because of my obsession with a female ghost?
"Then you pay attention to rest, don't be too tired, and the matter of Zhao Long's family, it's okay if you can't find out, you can still rest for two weeks, go, call me if you have something."
After I said goodbye to Wu Liang, I went to Pinggu District, Zhao Long's house.
I was thinking of going to the dead in the afternoon to ask for money, but when I thought that this was the last time I would see my brother, I had to endure it even if my body was uncomfortable.
When I arrived at the gate of Zhao Long's yard, there was a lot of dust at the door, and it seemed that no one had cleaned it for a while.
The door of the yard was not locked, it opened as soon as it was pushed, and then I saw about 20 people standing in the yard, all of whom should be relatives of Zhao Long's family, I have the most iron relationship with Zhao Long among the four brothers, and often come to live in his house, when Zhao Long and his parents were alive, I didn't see a few relatives come to visit the door, this death, all came, it is estimated that it is the same as Wu Liang said, all remember the property of Zhao Long's family, looking at the faces of these people, I smiled bitterly unconsciously, it is really sad that the rabbit dies and the fox dies.
"You are?" A woman who looked like a rural woman walked up to me and looked at me and asked, she seemed to be the oldest of these people, it should be Zhao Long's aunt.
"I'm Zhao Long's buddy, I'm coming to see him for the last time." I was a little disdainful of talking to people like them.
"Go ahead, leave it at the door, and it will be buried in a while." Zhao Long's aunt said casually.
I followed Zhao Long's aunt's words and looked over, Zhao Long, and Zhao Long's parents were at the door of the house, exposed to the sun.
I was furious and said, "You brutes, how can you put people in the sun when they die!" You are insulting the dead! ”
I have seen in "The Complete Book of Yin Arts", the burial must not be in the daytime, basically at night, if it is in the daytime, it can not be at noon, this is a great disrespect to the deceased, exposing the corpse in the sun, will lose the obsession of the deceased, and will seriously lead to its inability to reincarnate, obsession trapped in the body, if so, neither can become a ghost, nor can it be reincarnated, then the corpse will become stiff, which is commonly known as a zombie, but the Yin Gate is called a Yin person.
The book says that the Yin people are much stronger than the ordinary ghosts, but the explanation in the book is not complete, it only says that the Yin people have no spiritual intelligence, which is different from the ghosts, and then the others are not recorded.
"Why do you care so much, this is our own family business, if you die, you will die, why do you have so many routines." A middle-aged man standing behind Zhao Long's aunt said.
looks a little similar to this Zhao Long's aunt, it should be her son.
"You ······ so much" Before I could finish my sentence, I felt a cold gaze staring at me.
It came from the door of Zhao Long's house, and I got goosebumps when I looked at it, this kind of coldness is different from the coldness of the ghost's gaze, the coldness of the ghost is a kind of coldness with a trace of emotion, and this coldness is like an abyss, a bloodthirsty cold.
"What kind of little rabbit are you scolding? Let's practice. The middle-aged man scolded me.
I didn't have time to pay attention to him, and looked at the door of Zhao Long's house, where the three corpses were lying intact, and there was nothing abnormal, maybe I felt wrong.
"What about the talkers?" I asked Zhao Long's aunt.
"What kind of talker?" Aunt Zhao Long looked at me blankly and said.
"Are you cremated or buried?" I then asked.
"It must be buried, buried in his peach orchard, so that this peach can be used as fertilizer, and next year's peaches will definitely be very sweet and can be sold at a good price."
After listening to Aunt Zhao Long's words, I held back my anger, this girl is still thinking about using Zhao Long's corpse to create benefits, it's really not a thing.
"Then you don't want to find someone to talk about? Can their obsessions rest in peace! I said in a loud voice.
"Where is the spare money to find someone to talk about, bury it quickly and it's over, you kid still have something, just get out of the way for Lao Tzu if it's okay." The middle-aged man looked at me and scolded.
I just wanted to speak, but the words still didn't come out of my mouth, after all, this is a matter of people's own families, no matter how good I am with Zhao Long, I am also an outsider.
I shook my head helplessly, and was about to leave Zhao Long's house.
Before he took two steps, he heard a child's voice: "Dad, Brother Zhao Long moved, is he not dead?" ”
I turned around, and it was a little boy saying to the middle-aged man, and it seemed that this little boy was supposed to be his son.
"Don't talk nonsense, your brother Zhao Long has left us." When the middle-aged man heard the little boy's words, beads of sweat began to flow from his forehead, not only was he afraid, but even I was scared by the little boy's words.
I looked at the bodies of Zhao Long and his parents, and they were still like that, no different from the first time I saw them.
I just wanted to leave, but suddenly I felt that something was wrong, Zhao Long's left hand was close to his body before, and now his left hand is a little distance from his body.
"Go and ask for someone to talk about!" I turned back to Zhao Long's family and shouted.
"What kind of person to talk about, what a fuss." Zhao Long's aunt said disdainfully.
The middle-aged man pointed at me and scolded, "Why don't you leave, you have to let me let you go!" As he spoke, the middle-aged man rolled up his arms and sleeves and walked towards me, making a gesture to beat me.
"Dahao, wait, this, this Zhao Long's hand seems to have moved." The aunt stopped the middle-aged man who was called a big man, and said in a timid voice.
I also followed Zhao Long's aunt's gaze, and the fingers of Zhao Long's left hand trembled and moved little by little.
"Go and invite someone to talk about it, Zhao Long is a tragic death, if you don't stop being angry with his obsession, he will become a yin person!" I yelled at me.
Da Yan also saw this scene, and turned his head to look at Aunt Zhao Long, as if he was waiting for Aunt Zhao Long's decision.
"Wanton... Quick··· Go and ask someone from the village to come and talk about something. Aunt Zhao Long said in a trembling voice, maybe this situation was the first time she had seen it in so many years of life.
I kept staring at Zhao Long's body, his fingers were trembling and moving, but there was no other change, and he would not become a yin person in a short period of time, but Zhao Long's parents gradually began to move this time, similar to Zhao Long, and their fingers began to move.
"You guys, go and carry Zhao Long and his family of three into the house, go quickly, you can't let them bask in the sun." The aunt ordered to the young men behind her.
"No, you can't." After listening to Aunt Zhao Long's words, I hurriedly stopped.
"Why? Didn't you say it was because of the exposure to their corpses? "This time, Aunt Zhao Long's tone of voice to me no longer carried a sense of disdain, and it is estimated that she can see that I still have the master of two brushes.