When I proposed to go back to Qiao Wei's house immediately, Shu Xin did show a disappointed expression, but Qiao Wei also felt that it was more appropriate to go back now, so Shu Xin had nothing to say.

We didn't take the old newspapers with us, and we didn't tell the library people what we had found, and after thanking them we left Surrey and hurried back to Joewe's house in London. As soon as we got home, we immediately found Qiao Wei's father and told him what I had ignored but had just realized.

Qiao Wei's father was not surprised at all, but pouted slightly disappointed: "I thought you would find out the problem when I brought you that book yesterday, Thunder, your performance is a little inconsistent with your identity as a detective." ”

"These are not critical issues now, and I am more concerned about the wizards who may appear around us at any time." I said.

Qiao Wei then asked his father: "We have basically found the root of the evil spirit, that is, the Stephenson family who lived in Guildford more than 80 years ago, if we go to find their family's grave, will we provoke the wizard?" ”

Qiao Wei's father nodded, but he still said with an indifferent expression: "Wizards and nothing are not a big problem, as long as I am here, there will be no situation, because I am a royal exorcist, and the Harrington family has been engaged in the wizard hunter industry since the Middle Ages." ”

"Royal Exorcist? Wizard hunter? Daddy, what nonsense are you talking about? Qiao Wei asked with wide eyes in surprise.

"I'm not talking nonsense, haven't I told you about our family's family history?"

Qiao Wei immediately shook his head into a drum, and his father rolled his eyes in confusion and said to himself, "Didn't I say that? I remember telling you! Forget it, the question is not important, and it is not too late to know. ”

"I said Dad, do you know why I went to learn yin and yang ghost things from my mother instead of learning exorcism from you?" Qiao Wei said helplessly.

"Because your mother found you a beautiful wife. What's wrong? What are you three looking at me with this expression? ”

When Qiao Wei's father asked this sentence, I suddenly understood the reason why Qiao Wei made his choice, Craig is not an unreliable person, he is an unreliable person at all.

At this time, Shu Xin hurriedly snickered and said: "Forget it, don't worry about the problem of not talking about family history now, let's talk about what to do next?" ”

After hearing this, Qiao Wei's father immediately returned to seriousness and said: "It's very simple, you go to check the grave, and I will arrange for two people to follow you secretly." ”

"Wait, what do you mean by that? Meaning you're not going with us? I asked.

Qiao Wei's father took it for granted and said, "It's just a wizard, you shouldn't need me to go with you, just take it as a little trial I arranged for you." ”

"Hey, hey, hey! I said, uncle, are you sure we won't be in danger? I couldn't help but ask.

"Don't worry, I'll let people watch you secretly, they are all people I can absolutely trust, and it's the same with me and you when they're there."

I don't know what kind of mentality I have, I suddenly feel that Qiao Wei and his father are very unreliable. Of course, I wouldn't say such things to him in person, but I definitely wouldn't let Shu Xin act with us again.

That evening we had a full meal at Qiao Wei's house, and then we made up all kinds of knowledge about wizards and witchcraft, and then we rested after we felt that everything was ready.

Early the next morning, Qiao Wei and his father told us that he had arranged for someone, but the two people did not meet us, Qiao Wei and his father said that they wanted to keep it secret, and if even we didn't know who was secretly protecting us, then the enemy would be even more unclear. I thought there might be some truth in what he said, so I didn't think much about it and set off with Qiao Wei to Guildford.

It wasn't hard to find the Stephensons' grave, it was just a bit of a hassle, but we were able to find the graves of the family of four by noon. The Stephensons were buried in a small, detached burial house that was so new that it didn't look like the old house it was eighty years ago.

We asked the cemetery administrators, and they said that all four members of the Stephenson family were cremated, and only the ashes of four were buried in the cemetery. Ten years ago, the cemetery was renovated and the Stephenson family changed their home, but the ashes were definitely well preserved.

We found this family of four, and the next task was to go into the tomb and burn the jar of Stephenson's ashes.

We couldn't make such perverted demands to the administrator, and we couldn't explain anything about wizards or anything like that, so we had to wait until the evening to sneak into the tombhouse.

Since we met Qiao Wei, things like digging graves seem to have become commonplace, the first few times we greeted the owner of the tomb before excavating, and then we simply dug secretly, and this time we have to do the same.

Qiao Wei said that in fact, stealing into the tomb is not too much, many young people like to run to the tomb in the middle of the night to drink, smoke some messy things, in order to seek excitement, so there is no need to have any worries, just go back to the age of eighteen and go crazy again.

Qiao Wei and I did not stay at the tomb, but went back to his house first. Before we left, Qiao Wei and his father greeted us and told us that if we found Stephenson's grave, we didn't have to look at it, and that his people would stay there for us until the evening.

When we got home, we began to prepare holy oil, things for ignition, and some other weapons. Just in case, Qiao Wei and his father also got bulletproof vests for the two of us.

When I saw the bulletproof vest, I always had the feeling that Qiao Wei and his father were playing as monkeys, as if Qiao Wei and I were just bait he used for witch hunting. I secretly told Qiao Wei about my idea, and Qiao Wei replied seriously: "I have long felt like this, if he is your father, would you be willing to learn things with this kind of person?" ”

I can completely understand Qiao Wei's thoughts, but I can also see that he doesn't want to blame his father from the bottom of his heart, and even I saw a light smile on the corner of his mouth, maybe it is a very happy thing to have such an unreliable father.

We waited at home until ten o'clock in the evening before we left, and by the time we arrived again at the Stephensons' grave, it was midnight.

The cemetery was silent, and there was no one to see except Qiao Wei and me. The two of us didn't go to find Qiao Wei and his father to hide the person, so we went directly to the Stephensons' grave and forcibly broke the door lock with bolt cutters and entered inside.

The roof of this small tomb is more than 10 square meters, and on the right side of the entrance is a stone platform where the ashes are stored, and there are only four ash jars on the platform, and the identity of the deceased is also marked below.

The four urns were covered with dust, and it seemed that no one had come to sweep the graves or do any care for them for a long time. To make sure the ashes weren't misplaced, we simply took a spoonful, poured out all four ashes and put them together, sprinkled holy oil on them, and lit a fire to burn them all.

At the same time as the fire started, Qiao Wei also recited what seemed to be a Latin incantation at the burning ashes.

When the flames burned to their fullest, a cry echoed in the small tomb. Immediately afterwards, the foreigner farmer Stephenson who had appeared in the detective agency appeared again!

His mouth opened wide in twist and pain, and at the same time he stretched out his two arms and reached Qiao Wei and me, as if he wanted to strangle us both. But less than three seconds later, his ghost also burned along with the flames on the ashes, and Zuihou turned into a sparkled spark and disappeared.

This time I didn't see the transcendent soul ascending to heaven, and it seems that this so-called purification ritual only completely erases the soul from shijie.

Soon the fire on the ashes was gone, and there was nothing unusual except for the foul smell of burnt flesh that permeated the entire burial chamber.

"That's the end of it?" I asked Qiao Wei with some confusion.

"It should be over." Qiao Wei also frowned and answered me in a vague tone.

It seems that he and I both have the same problem in mind - Weishenme doesn't have a wizard to harass us?