Seeing a figure, I hurriedly got up and chased to the window, opened the window to look in, and saw that the figure was fluttering, and disappeared at the intersection in the blink of an eye......

As soon as the cold wind of early spring blew, I suddenly sobered up a lot, and I always felt that I had seen this person just now, not only the back was a little familiar, but even this body of kung fu was very familiar.

The cold wind blew me with a stir, and I hurriedly closed the window and went back to bed, and in a short time I fell into a deep sleep.

Early the next morning, before eight o'clock, my second uncle and I came to the district funeral home in black suits to attend the farewell ceremony of Ms. Xu's body.

Because of Ms. Xu's status, there are many people present today, most of them are figures with heads and faces, but because Ms. Xu does not have many relatives, there are fewer relatives present.

The second uncle said hello to familiar people, and it was inconvenient to say anything on this occasion, so he led me to stand in the corner of the mourning hall and watch the people coming and going.

I looked at the posthumous photo of Ms. Xu in front of me, and I felt a strange feeling in my heart. Just a few days ago, this woman, who seemed to be very kind and capable, also communicated with me, and I also gave her Kuman Tong Buddhist card to ward off evil spirits. Now, he was lying quietly in the coffin, not saying a word......

In fact, in retrospect, although Ms. Xu has a good career, she is a very miserable woman. infertile in the early years, angry at home left and right; Middle-aged pregnant, but accidentally miscarried because of some accidents, since then her husband abandoned her, and the home is gone. Later, after being affected by his child's infant spirit resentment for ten years, the ghost persisted, and he was finally able to live a normal life, but he never had a chance again......

I remembered Mazi again, in fact, apart from stealing, he was really a good person. In this team, the person I believe in the most is him. But I didn't expect that I would lose my life on the cliff beach of forgetfulness, and besides, there is my reason......

"Hey, look!" The second uncle suddenly touched me lightly with his elbow and said in a low voice.

"See what?" I was stunned, looked up, and thought it was Mr. Zhao who was here. I remember Mr. Zhao's appearance, that is, when I went to find Ms. Xu that day, the man who opened the door for me was also the only man who spoke to me. I remember very well that this Zhao was always a middle-aged man with small eyes, and there was a sense of anger in his body, and when he talked to me that day, he had a domineering feeling.

But I raised my head and looked at it for a long time, but I didn't see the figure of Mr. Zhao.

"Mr. Zhao? I didn't see it! I whispered to the second uncle.

"That's wrong, it's not for you to look at Mr. Zhao, but the two lanterns in front of the mourning hall!" The second uncle's voice was lower than before.

Lantern? I turned my head to look and saw that directly in front of the mourning hall, on both sides of Ms. Xu's posthumous photo, there was a beige lantern with a diameter of about one foot on each side, with an oil lamp lit inside, and the word "lay" written in block script on the outside, solemn and solemn.

"What's wrong with the lantern? I don't see anything wrong......"

The second uncle ignored me, but turned his head to look around, and there was a cold light in his eyes that I had never seen before, which made me shiver involuntarily.

"That lantern is a relic of Director Song last night!" The second uncle gritted his teeth and said.

Relic? What relics? I didn't react for a while, and when I looked at the two lanterns again, I was startled: "Second uncle? You mean? Are you saying that these two lanterns are made of Director Song's ......?"

I didn't say the rest of the words, for fear that the people around me would hear it, but even so, my little heart was beating "dong", and even I felt scared.

The second uncle nodded at me, and the meaning was very clear - these two off-white lanterns were made of Director Song's human skin! The murderer who killed Director Song yesterday should also be among the crowd who came to pay respects!

"Hey, why are you two standing in the corner?"

I was thinking about it, when suddenly Chu Ying's voice sounded from my side, I turned my head to look, and saw that she was wearing a police uniform inside and a long black windbreaker outside.

"I've found the murderer!" I said it directly.

"What murderer?" Chu Ying looked at me with some confusion.

"The murderer of yesterday's murder!"

"Huh?!" Chu Ying almost screamed, and hurriedly covered her mouth and leaned forward: "Who?" Where?! ”

I pointed to the two lanterns with my chin: "See those two lanterns?" It's made of Director Song's human skin, and you just need to ask who sent it, and you'll be able to find the clue! ”

"Good!" Chu Ying turned around and left, but I didn't have time to stop it.

"What a wreck!" The second uncle suddenly said softly: "The human skin lantern, this kind of thing, is one of the heaviest spiritual objects among non-evil things, and it is used in white things, it is used to curse the dead and never be reborn!" ”

"Huh?" I was stunned: "Is this thing still usable in red things?" ”

"Of course, if someone gets married, the family happens to have a close relative who dies, and he wants to do a funeral, but the marriage can't be delayed, let alone a funeral and a happy event can be done together, you can cut off the skin of the deceased and make it into a red human skin lantern, with the word 'happy' written on it, and hang it on the top of the happy hall, which is to turn the funeral into a happy event, and the deceased relatives can be regarded as participating in the wedding, but they have their wishes, and they will not be blamed." The second uncle slowly explained: "But the human skin of the dead is made into a white human skin lantern, and the word 'lay' is written on it, which on the surface seems to be a memorial meaning, but in fact, it is to use the frustration of the human skin of the deceased to make another deceased never exceed the ......."

"Could it be that the murderer really has a grudge against these people?" I'm messy myself, I don't know why these things happened, and now these three murders, there is not a single clue, whether it seems to be sudden death or suicide, or obviously homicide, I can't find anything to advance the case.

At nine o'clock in the morning, the ceremony officially began, and the host told Ms. Xu's short life on the stage with emotion, and every word and sentence was full of emotion, so that the relatives and friends present couldn't help wiping tears.

A few minutes later, the farewell to the body began, and everyone looked at Ms. Xu's body in order, and several relatives fell to the ground crying, and the scene was full of wails.

I walked slowly behind the second uncle, and when I was about to walk to Ms. Xu's wooden coffin, there was a sudden sound of a mobile phone vibrating behind me!

You know, in this case, you usually have to turn off your mobile phone or mute it! When it is extremely quiet, the vibration sound is also particularly harsh, so that the family of the deceased can hear it, which is very impolite.

Fortunately, there are relatives and friends who are crying now, otherwise it would be very embarrassing. However, because I was closer, I could still hear it clearly, and I couldn't help but turn my head to look over, only to find that it was Mr. Zhao who was following me!

When did this man come to stand beside me? I glanced at him and saw that he hurriedly reached into his pocket and hung up the vibrating phone.

"Shhhh

When he hung up the phone, Mr. Zhao suddenly gasped, then pulled out his hand and glanced at his wrist, stunned for a moment, and walked slowly with the crowd.

Strange people! I grinned, thinking that I would talk to him when the farewell was over.

Soon, I also walked to Ms. Xu's wooden coffin, and looked through the glass coffin lid, Ms. Xu was smiling, dressed in a serious manner, lying quietly in the coffin, looking very calm.

I bowed slightly, shook hands with Ms. Xu's relatives and friends, and walked towards the exit.

It was the first time I had attended a funeral since my father died. The moment I held the hand of Ms. Xu's relatives, I remembered that a few years ago, when I was a child, I stood on the opposite side, wearing linen and filial piety, and accepting the condolences of others. At that time, I couldn't stop crying, and I never imagined that my father, who was only forty years old, would suddenly leave me without warning.

At this moment, I almost cried.

With a light sigh, he turned and walked towards the exit.

At this moment, I heard a "bang" behind me, and felt that someone had fallen on my body, I thought it was a family and friend who was too sad to fall to the ground, and hurriedly turned around to help, but I didn't expect to turn halfway around, but found that it was no one else who fell to the ground, it was Mr. Zhao!