The trip to Baiyunguan was originally to avoid the trouble of retrieving the corpse and verifying the identity of the corpse, because the White Pigeon Musical Instrument Factory was once haunted, and we suspected that it was Wang Fang's son Liu Xingxing.

Now that Liu Guan is the evil spirit, Liu Dashan is making trouble, so the corpse in the Emerald Lake cannot be proven.

As soon as he sent us back to the Witch Dao Pavilion, Xie Qingqing answered the phone and went home.

"What do you think of the identity of the fish?" Uncle asked, lighting a cigarette.

"I suspect it's Wang Fang's son Liu Xingxing."

"At first, I also suspected that it was Liu Xingxing, but there is one thing that is difficult to explain."

The uncle said that if Liu Xingxing sank in the lake, there is indeed a possibility of becoming a ghost. But it's just a ghost, and it will never become a ghost.

The ghost is yin, the water is yin, Liu Xingxing drowned in the lake and turned into a water ghost, in the water can avoid the wind, rain, thunder and lightning, and will not die innocently. How can an undead ghost become a ghost?

"Uncle, don't you already have Liu Xingxing's birth date, don't you know it as soon as you ask the spirit?" I said.

The spirit asks the corpse, and if there is a response, the identity of the ghost can be confirmed to be Liu Xingxing. If there is no response, it is proof that there is someone else in the lake. As for the definite existence of corpses, Zhang Mei's paintings are ironclad proof.

"Well, it seems that this is the only way to do it. Although the matter is sinister, it is much simpler than recovering the body. ”

Unlike last time when we broke the law for Jiang Wen, this time we have to summon spirits at night.

Although three o'clock in the afternoon can also summon spirits, it is only limited to that moment. Moreover, the conjuring ceremony is very complicated and time-consuming, and there are many people during the day, and we are probably detained by the police after finishing it.

It doesn't matter at night, and it doesn't matter what time it is in the dead of night. The only problem is that the yin qi is heavy, and it is easy to bump into evil spirits.

After dinner, the two of us set off on an electric car.

The night view of Emerald Lake is very charming, the colorful lights on the willows on the lakeside are flickering, accompanied by the faint fascination of square dancing aunts, making the small and medium-sized city in the southwest of Yuzhou show a prosperous and prosperous world.

My uncle locked the car and watched people play chess, and I walked around the shore of the lake alone. Unconsciously walked to the north gate of Longteng Middle School, which aroused my yearning for school life. When I left school, I was relaxed, but when I looked back, my heart was heavy.

Then I thought of Xie Qingqing again, and I felt a lot of emotion in my heart. Lord Liu Guan sighed at her, indicating that she was indeed destined to live this year. As soon as I thought of Xie Qingqing, I received a call from her. When she learned that I was walking by the Emerald Lake, she immediately said she was coming to me.

At this time, it was only eight o'clock in the evening, and Xie Qingqing came alone, wearing a snow-white dress and a pair of half-heeled sandals on his feet. It finally looks a little girly, not to mention, with her short ear-length hair, it looks very pure.

Bright eyes, twinkling lights on the shore of the lake.

She just stood under a willow tree full of lanterns and looked at me, which reminded me of Xin Qiji's poems. The crowd looked for him thousands of times, and suddenly looked back, but the man was in the lamplight.

Xie Qingqing was surprisingly quiet tonight, and did not continue to discuss Zhang Mei's case with me, nor did he ask me why I came to Emerald Lake, but just walked around Emerald Lake with me silently.

"Do I look good in a dress?" After being silent for a long time, Xie Qingqing suddenly asked.

"Beautiful."

"Hmph, you must look better than I do. It's obviously a man, but it's so long and wicked, and he still has long hair, which makes me embarrassed. ”

"It's not my fault that the boys and girls look good, you blame me for your own bad eyes."

"Who said that my eyes are not good, my eyes are not good, can I choose you to be the same table......" said the last few words, and his voice was obviously lowered.

I was a little surprised, although the two of us are most likely to have feelings for each other, but her confession came too quickly, right?

It's a pity that when she said this, we had already circled the Emerald Lake, and now we were back at the gate of Longyuan Yipin Community, and Xie Qingqing trotted home.

After that, I never saw Xie Qingqing wear a skirt again until her death came......

At about eleven o'clock in the night, there was finally no one on the shore of the Emerald Lake, and my brother-in-law and I were still working to summon spirits for the location where Jiang Wen broke the law.

For wizards, the eight characters can not only tell the fortunes of the living but also be used to summon the spirits of the dead.

The uncle took out a piece of yellow table paper three feet long and two feet wide, and the scissors flew up and down, and soon cut out a vivid paper figure. The hands and feet are plump, and the facial features are neat, but the eyes are not opened. Paper people can't open their eyes, as the old saying goes, it's hard for paper people to open their eyes.

After cutting it out, set it aside, and then start arranging the magic weapon for conjuring spirits. Spirit-conjuring flags, white candles, soul-attracting incense, incense burners, glutinous rice, rooster blood, and a whole bunch of other miscellaneous things, all of which were made in the afternoon.

After the arrangement, my brother-in-law poured the blood of the rooster on top of the glutinous rice, and used cinnabar to put Liu Xingxing's birthday behind the paper figure, and asked me to stand on the edge of the lake with the paper figure.

Then he sang and danced like last time, but fortunately there was no one now, otherwise he would have been scared of a heart attack if he saw it.

After he had been singing for about ten minutes, he suddenly said to me, "Send the paper figure into the water." ”

I grabbed the left and right shoulders of the paper man with both hands, hung the paper figure one foot above the water, and then released both hands at the same time.

After letting go, the paper figure not only did not fall, but moved his hands and feet together, and ran quickly on the water. My scalp was numb when I saw it, and I quickly ran from the lake to the pavilion and stood behind my brother-in-law.

Under the moonlight, the paper figure kept running forward, at first in a straight line, and then began to circle in circles. The circle became smaller and smaller, and finally it became a central point, and the paper figure stood at that point and never moved again.

The paper figure is about ten feet away from the gazebo, and it is vaguely obvious that its face is facing us. The uncle's expression was grim, staring at the paper figure on the water.

At this moment, a yin wind suddenly blew in the gazebo.

The gazebo was empty on all sides, but this yin wind was always circling and swirling around us.

The soul-attracting incense in the incense burner burned quickly, and the hunting sound of the soul-summoning banner blowing.

My heart was furious, and what made my scalp explode even more was that I don't know if it was my delusion, I really wanted to see the paper man on the water smiling at us, the smile was so weird.

Not only was the paper man laughing, but there seemed to be two black lines in the eyes, which were very thin at first, then slowly thickened, and then the black lines suddenly disappeared, and the paper man opened his eyes!

It turned out that it was not a black line, but a slit in the paper man's eye.

The miserable white eyeballs were densely covered with blood lines, and they looked indescribably terrifying.

"Finish the calf, Qin Huan, stand still."

After speaking, my uncle plucked one of my left and right eyebrows, sandwiched it with his two fingers, and scolded the paper figure on the water: "Tong Zimei, E!" ”

The eyebrows were thin and short, and I couldn't see if they flew out, but I could see the paper man's eyes closed.

After closing his eyes, the paper figure began to sink inch by inch, and finally was completely submerged by the lake.

Immediately, the yin wind in the pavilion finally dissipated, and my uncle let out a long breath, and I saw that the back of his T-shirt was soaked with cold sweat.

"It's okay, you're a chick. Otherwise, we'll be done. ”

"Uncle, is it Liu Xingxing in the lake?"

"Yes, it's indeed Liu Xingxing, but it's not him."

"What do you mean?"

"Let's go, let's go home, this place is too dangerous."

My uncle and I hurriedly packed our things and were about to walk out of the gazebo when we suddenly heard a popping sound, and then a continuous popping sound.

It sounds so weird that I can't think of an adjective. It makes people restless, dizzy and nauseous. There was a tumult in my stomach, and I couldn't help but spit out a few mouthfuls of sour water for a while, and the disgusting taste could not be described.

"It's the sixth bass E string on the guitar, get out of here." The uncle's face changed greatly.

Next, my brother-in-law and I were like two people stuck in the mud swamp, walking out with difficulty. With each step, you have to use all your strength, and at the same time, you have to suppress the desire in your throat to vomit desperately.

The trills of just one string plucking made me feel worse than when my uncle played the Requiem that day.

At that time, I thought that if six strings were played at the same time, no one in the world would be able to withstand it. This is not at all the sound that should be made in the human world, and this kind of sound should appear in the eighteen layers of hell.

……

Adu has a song called Parting, and there is a lyric in it that reads: Just break these shoes, let me walk with you all night.

That night, my uncle and I walked all night with each other's arms, and we arrived home at dawn. If this happens, you can only rely on your feet to escape, and electric vehicles are useless.

When I got home, I locked the door of the store, and then my uncle and I lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

After opening my eyes again, I habitually flipped through my phone and found that the dozens of missed calls on it were all from Xie Qingqing.

Dialing over, Xie Qingqing said that she was just outside the door.