"You're dreaming too?" I asked listlessly.

Qiao Wei glanced up at me, then nodded with a smile. It depends, and he sees a similar state of mind on my face.

I went to the tea cabinet and took out the treasured Tieguanyin and made a pot of hot tea. When the tea entered my throat, a strong aroma of tea also spread in my mouth, and my mind cleared up a lot.

"What's the explanation? Don't you say that remnants are harmless? I asked.

"It's not harmful, it's just a small side effect right now. From a scientific point of view, ghosts are a group of residual brain waves, that is, bioelectric signals, remnant souls can also be understood as incomplete signals, this incomplete signal interference ability is particularly strong, we had close contact with remnant souls yesterday, so it is normal for the brain to be affected by some influences. ”

"Why does the word 'science' sound so awkward coming out of your mouth?" I complained.

"Yin-Yang ghost art is also another science, but mainstream science can't find a reasonable explanation." Qiao Wei quibbled.

I didn't bother to dwell on these meaningless issues with him, so I changed the subject and said, "When will this strange dream end?" ”

"I guess it's going to be two or three days at most, and I won't be able to do it tonight."

"Oh, that's okay, I don't want to be beaten up by a bunch of severed limbs again." I picked up the bowl and took another sip, "By the way, do you think that forest has anything to do with that remnant?" I felt like the soul was trying to tell us something. ”

"I think it's where he was killed! But it's impossible to find that place with just a dream. ”

Obviously, Qiao Wei's strange dream was exactly the same as my dream, and we really couldn't find the forest with just one dream.

I didn't close my eyes much all night, and the feeling of fatigue completely conquered me near noon, so I lay down on the sofa in the detective agency and took a nap. But not long after my eyes were closed, the strange dream reappeared, but this time I really didn't want to get up, so I just let the stumps bury me.

Although everything seemed quite real, I knew very well that it was a dream, and why should I care about it if it was a dream?

Perhaps it was this spirit of breaking jars and breaking that played a role, and after I was buried by those severed hands and stumps, the whole shijie suddenly became pitch black, and all kinds of screams and cries continued to be heard in this dark environment. Maybe it's because I've been listening to this cry for too long, but now I don't think it's annoying, and I'm really asleep.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly a mobile phone rang and woke me up from a dark dream.

My eyes were blurry and I was ghostly, so I didn't look at the caller ID at all, and asked vaguely, "Who?" ”

"Brother Lei, I, Qiu Hongbo." Qiu Hongbo's male duck voice came from the phone.

As soon as I heard the name, I suddenly came to my senses.

"How? Who is the person who wants to send you root carving? ”

"Hmmm! Remembered. What's wrong with you? Yesterday you didn't also encounter a ghost night crying, right? ”

"Ghost night crying is nothing, it's like being possessed by a ghost. But don't worry about it, it's all trivial. Tell me who gave you the root carving. I said.

"Oh, a little brother who worked with the third brother before, called Song Changfa. I called him and asked him, and he said that he knew that I liked things like bonsai root carving, so he specially asked a root carving master from Fujian to make it for me. ”

"Fujian's root carving master? So far? ”

"Well, he said he asked a friend to help him get it. Is there something special going on? There's something wrong with you. Qiu Hongbo asked.

"It's not a big deal, it's just that I may have had a weird dream every day for the last two or three days." I didn't think there was any need to hide this from Qiu Hongbo, so I told him the content of the dream, and then I also repeated what Qiao Wei had explained to me to Qiu Hongbo.

Qiu Hongbo was silent on the other end of the phone for a while before he said in a serious tone: "Do you think someone was dismembered in that wood?" And then the mutilated soul attached to the root of the tree? ”

"That's pretty much what it means." I didn't want to explain too much about ghosts to Qiu Hongbo, so I dealt with him.

"Oh, it looks like it's a bit of a hassle. By the way, I didn't hear the ghost cry last night, does this mean that there will be no more ghost night crying in my house? Qiu Hongbo asked.

I hurriedly relayed Qiu Hongbo's question to Qiao Wei.

Qiao Wei nodded hurriedly.

"Qiao Wei said it's okay, you can take your wife home."

"Okay, thank you, I'll transfer the money to your account?"

"Done. Also, Brother Qiu, can you give me the phone number given to the person who gave you Gendiao? I'd like to contact him. I said.

"Isn't it true that I won't have that dream again in two or three days? Don't tell you you're going to investigate the cause of that ghost's death! Qiu Hongbo said with some surprise.

"You're really right, that dream has been haunting me from last night to this morning, it's not that I'm afraid, it's just that those stumps and half of the face, they seem to be telling me something, if I don't figure it out, I guess I won't be able to sleep well even if I don't have that weird dream in the future." I finally told Qiu Hongbo the truth.

Qiu Hongbo also seemed to understand what I was trying to say, so he happily gave me the phone number called Song Changfa, and then said that he would say hello to Song Changfa immediately, so that Song Changfa would completely obey my instructions.

After hanging up, less than three minutes later, my phone rang again, and it was an unfamiliar number. I briefly glanced at the phone number that Qiu Hongbo gave me just now, and it was the same.

"Hello, Song Changfa?" I picked up the phone and said directly.

"Hello hello! It's me, just call me Xiao Song, just now Brother Qiu called me and said, let me find you, and then listen to your dispatch. Song Chang said.

"I can't talk about dispatching, I just want to ask you who got that root carving from, to be specific." I said.

"Oh. It's a friend of mine in Longyan, and he knows an artist who does root carving, so I asked him to do me a favor. If you want to know who that root carving artist is, I can ask you now. ”

"Wait, do you mean Longyan City, Fujian Province?" I asked.

"That's right! Longyan City! ”

"What a coincidence."

"What?"

"It's okay, you can help me ask, and tell me as soon as I have a letter."

"Okay, I'll ask now." Song Changfa hung up the phone after speaking.

It took about twenty minutes for Song Changfa to call again, and it took him long enough, but the results he got were specific enough. He used the twenty minutes he had just spent to contact his friend in Longyan, and through that friend, he found the artist of Gendiao.

The artist said that he found the work with the roots of the crouching tiger in a place called the Blood Grove, where some oddly shaped roots were often found, so he would go once a month.

Zuihou he asked for the approximate location of the Blood Forest from the carving artist.

The name of the Blood Forest doesn't sound like an auspicious place. Could it be the same forest that I keep repeating in my dreams?

Looks like I'm going to have to go to that Blood Forest to have a look, and I'm more than happy to go to Longyan because there's someone there that I'd love to see Zaijian.