At first, I was a little uncertain in my heart, after all, it was indeed a bit unreliable to engage in feudal superstitious activities in front of the people's police.

But now it's different, I'm so confident, no one upstairs is watching, it's a great opportunity for me!

Half an hour later, the taxi stopped outside the Dongfeng community.

The first time I got out of the car, I saw two police cars parked in the community, and several policemen were standing outside the police cars chatting, and from time to time they looked upstairs, but they didn't know what they were looking at.

Zhou Yan gave me a look, signaled not to talk nonsense, and then led me towards the two police cars.

Seeing us walking towards the police car, the policeman standing outside the car immediately became vigilant, turned his head to look at us a few times, and one of the middle-aged policemen strode towards us.

"Xiao Zhou, who is this young man?" The smile of the middle-aged policeman is very friendly, but it gives people a sense of not being angry and arrogant.

Zhou Yan politely called Uncle Zhang, pointed at me and introduced, "Yi Lin, my college classmate." ”

"Hello Uncle Zhang." I shouted along.

Zhang Liguo asked puzzledly: "What do you mean by the question you asked me earlier?" Is there anyone on site? Why do you care about this? ”

Zhou Yan looked left and right, leaned over to Zhang Liguo's ear and whispered, "Isn't Luo Dahai's body unable to move?" My classmate can make us move! ”

Hearing this, Zhang Liguo frowned, and his eyes immediately fell on me.

Feeling Zhang Liguo's gaze gradually sharpening, my brain was also sweating, this uncle wouldn't think I was here to dance the gods

Although my job content is a bit like a dancing god, I have the ability to do real things

I haven't done it for several years, so I can't have an accident tonight, or this person will be a big loss

While comforting myself, I smiled at Zhang Liguo: "Uncle Zhang, let's not talk darkly, the corpse above can't be moved, you must see something wrong." ”

Zhang Liguo looked at me with a frown, and his tone became a little colder: "What are you doing?" ”

"Sir." I replied, Mr. Yin Yang is a Taoist priest, Mr. Corpse Chaser is a corpse chaser, and I belong to the latter.

But this can't be said explicitly, tell Zhang Liguo that I am a corpse chaser? His next move was probably to raise his hand and whip me.

Compared to Mr. Yin and Yang, the corpse chaser is indeed not very convincing

Hearing my vague answer, Zhang Liguo probably regarded me as a Taoist priest, and he didn't make any other moves, just frowned: "Xiao Zhou generally doesn't do useless work, I'll take you up to have a look." ”

Zhou Yan patted me on the shoulder: "Yi Lin may not be able to solve this matter, anyway, just try, if the matter is not done, Uncle Zhang, don't blame him." ”

I guess this kid doesn't have much confidence in me, hearing is false, seeing is believing, after all, he hasn't seen me move, and it's inevitable that he doesn't have confidence in me, otherwise he can say that?

"Come on, hurry up, time is precious." I shrugged my shoulders, not paying attention to their reactions, just a little helpless.

Could it be that the skills handed down by our ancestors for thousands of years are all superstitions? Or is the theory of ghosts and gods clearly recorded in ancient books also a story?

No wind, no waves.

The ancients weren't fools either, how could they have believed if they really didn't have these things?

Even if there are those stories or records, how many people can really believe in ghosts and gods in the 21st century?

I really understand them, if it weren't for the old man, maybe I would have admired the so-called science like them now, and threw all the traditional superstitious culture into the corner.

The benevolent see the benevolent, the wise see the wise, after all, metaphysics is a bit illusory, and it is normal for few people to believe, I really understand.

"I'll take you up." Zhang Liguo looked at me, turned around and walked into the residential building with Zhou Yan and me.

Dongfeng community is worthy of being one of the few mansions in Guiyang, the people who live here are not rich or expensive, in Guiyang in 2007, the residential building can have twenty-eight floors is already very exaggerated, it seems that this Luo Dahai's life experience is not ordinary, otherwise he wants to buy a house here with his white-collar level salary, dreaming?

The place where the deceased Luo Dahai lived was located in room 1802 on the eighteenth floor, and since the police pulled the yellow line and sealed it, basically no one dared to lean here.

The nearby residents are also unsure, and no one dares to go out at all at night, which is one of the reasons why we act at night without being noticed by outsiders.

Don't shoot, quietly enter the village, this famous saying can be implemented by the three of us to the extreme.

"Nearby residents know that the corpse is still here?" I asked curiously, Zhang Liguo nodded: "The reason we gave is that the crime scene needs to be maintained, the body can't be moved, this case is more difficult to solve, and we have to wait for professional people to come to the scene to see." ”

I smiled, it seems that the police are very good at covering up these shady things.

The elevator door rang, and we walked out lightly, no matter how we looked like we were doing a good deed, but rather like a thief entering the house.

Zhang Liguo looked left and right, and saw that the corridor was very quiet, and he was also relieved.

"Be quiet, don't attract the attention of outsiders." Zhang Liguo took out the key and opened the door carefully, still a little uneasy and instructed me.

"The sound insulation here is good, don't worry, Uncle Zhang." Zhou Yan comforted, looked at the room in front of him, and whispered to me, "You start, let's just watch." ”

I also have a bit of a headache at this time, after all, if you want to really show your skills for a while, it is absolutely impossible not to make a few fuss.

With a sense of luck, I carefully examined the thickness of the door and the position of the windows in the room, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The windows are all facing the hill behind the community, not facing other residential buildings, and the thickness of the gate is enough, it is estimated that it is impossible to be found after a few commotions.

With a snap, Zhang Liguo turned on the light in the living room and closed the door lightly.

"Why does this smell so big?" Zhang Liguo frowned and looked around: "The smell wasn't so strong yesterday." ”

After Zhang Liguo said this, I found out that there was a very strange smell in the house, which was quite smelly, but not pungent.

Is this the smell of corpses? It's not like it, it doesn't smell that fishy

I sniffed with a wrinkled nose, and my mind gradually remembered what the old man had taught me.

At this moment, a name appeared in my mind coldly, and when I thought of it, my scalp exploded.

This is a gloomy ?!! (殠, chou, the fourth tone, the same pronunciation as stink, in ancient texts is rancid, but not here, refers to a special smell of yin.) ）

"Where is the body?" My tone was a little trembling, but Zhou Yan didn't pay attention to them, and pointed to the study on the right hand: "It's lying inside." ”

I didn't say anything more, and put my backpack on the ground with an ugly face.

Seeing that there was a glass on the table for drinking water, I reached out and took it, and then lit a stick of incense and silently put it into the cup.

"Open the window and let the smell get out." I buried my head and continued to tinker in my backpack, shouting to Zhou Yan in my mouth.

Zhou Yan didn't think much about it, nodded and walked over to open the window in the living room.

The smell of the incense is very strong, not long after lighting this pillar of incense, the smell in the house slowly dissipated somewhat, and it is estimated that after a while, the smell will basically have to be replaced by the smell of the incense.

Zhang Liguo looked at me with the eyes of a god stick, a little joking: "Why are you burning incense?" Want to dance the gods? ”

"Do you know how the deceased died?" I didn't pay attention to his quip, and asked them to myself.

Zhou Yan and Zhang Liguo glanced at each other, and then looked at me again, their eyes full of doubts.

"Do you know how he died?" Zhou Yan asked me.

"The demons rushed." I replied, burying my head in my head and taking out the yellow paper from my backpack and laying it flat on the floor.

This yellow paper is not as small as the yellow paper drawn by ordinary Taoist priests, but it is quite large, and it looks like it is about one square meter when it is spread out.

As I spoke, I tore the yellow paper in half: "What we smelled earlier wasn't the smell of corpses. ”

Hearing this, Zhou Yan and Zhang Liguo both nodded, obviously understanding what I meant, after all, the smell of corpses is easy to distinguish from the smell we smell.

The smell of corpses is a bit like the smell of rotting animals, but it is more pungent and unpleasant than that, and basically anyone who smells it for the first time has to vomit.

The smell we smelled earlier was not pungent, it was just unpleasant, and it was not fishy, so it was easy to distinguish.

"That's the." When I said the word yin, my face was a little ugly again.

The old man is a person who loves to read, whether it is Taoist classics or ancient metaphysical legends, basically in the category that the old man loves, and many ancient books in this area have been picked up by him from all over the place, and they are placed in the back room of the wreath shop.

Maybe it was brought by him, since I was a child, I loved to read books about gods and ghosts.

Although my grades in school were not very good, and my English and math were basically 30 points, I learned these mysterious things surprisingly fast.

Especially the ancient books that I read when I was bored, my memory is particularly deep, at least memorizing these things is much better than memorizing texts in school.

In my memory, there is a book in those ancient books that seems to be called "The Legend of Yun Sin", which was written by a Taoist priest of the Song Dynasty, and there is a record of Yin Death.

Don't look at the record of yin in the book, there are only a few short lines, but just a few lines are enough to explain the causes and consequences of yin death.

"The evil of gathering yin is troubled, and the victim has a yin body, and he surrounds the beam for three days."

The old man once explained to me the meaning of this sentence.

The sin of gathering yin is an evil ghost, ordinary yin souls scatter yin but do not gather yin, and those who can gather yin qi in the body are only evil ghosts, and nothing else.

To be troubled means to be troubled here, or to be troubled in the sun.

The victim has a yin body, and this sentence is the most important thing.

The evil ghosts in reality are completely different from the evil ghosts in novels or movies.

They won't call you like Sadako, or crawl out of the TV, or strangle you face-to-face, or cut open your stomach and grab your intestines.

There are only two ways for real ghosts to harm people, one is to create illusions for people and make people scared to death, and the second is the situation when Luo Dahai meets Lu and rushes away!

After rushing, the demon will directly control the person's body to harm the living.

The corpses of those killed by evil spirits will have the smell of yin on them, and this yin will continue to spread outward, achieving the effect of circling the beam for three days in the record.

The whole sentence translates to that.

The evil ghost haunts the sun, and the person who is killed by it will have a yin smell on the body, and this smell is not easy to dissipate, and it will still be continuous for three days