It was not easy to explain the existence of ghosts to Wang Qiang, but fortunately he did not take the bar seriously, and was very cooperative in telling me about his father's burial place.

Chen Mu died of skin cancer ten years ago, and the fire that disfigured him finally took his life twenty years later. Almost all the money accumulated by Chen Mu in the 20 years of absconding was spent on Wang Qiang. He found a doctor for Wang Qiang, bought books to study, and left Wang Qiang a deposit of more than 50,000 yuan when Zuihou died.

Wang Qiang said that he knew that his father had killed people, and also knew that both father and son had changed their names to avoid the police, and after his father died of illness, Wang Qiang did not want his father to be buried with the charge of a murderer, so he asked the landlord at the time to find a mountain grave in the countryside of the suburban county, and then set up a simple burial.

Later, after working for a few years, Wang Qiang became rich, and with the help of the neighborhood committee, he officially had his new identity, and later he returned to the countryside to hire someone to repair and renovate his father's tomb, and also erected a decent tombstone. To quote Wang Qiang: "Maybe in the eyes of others he is a murderer and a big villain, but in my eyes he is the most haode father on shijie, and he gave me everything he could give me, including his life."

Chen Mu is undoubtedly a bastard, a murderous madman, I don't waver in my heart about this, but I also don't have the right to judge the relationship between Wang Qiang and Chen Mu.

I didn't pick up Wang Qiang's words, but waited in silence for Wang Qiang to come out of his memories. When his eyebrows were a little more relaxed, I asked him if he could take me to Chen Mu's tomb in the countryside, and I told Wang Qiang that if he wanted his father's soul to be at peace, he would have to do a decent transcendent ritual.

Wang Qiang thought about it for a while, he felt that there was indeed no decent superordinariness ceremony when his father was buried, and it would not be a good thing to make up one now, so he agreed, and made an appointment to go to the suburbs together on this Sunday.

After leaving a phone call with Wang Qiang, Tang Hui and I said goodbye.

That night, I asked Ye Hong on the Internet how to do the superordinate dharma, Ye Hong sent me a complete superordinate process, and also sent me a super long pinyin draft, she told me that this is an introductory superordinate method, when I exceed the degree as long as I read it according to the pinyin, to ensure that not a word is mispronounced to ensure the success of the transcendence.

The pinyin manuscript was ten pages long, and it was definitely not easy to ensure that every word was good from beginning to end. Thinking about it again, Qiao Wei recited it directly without taking the manuscript every time he did it, and he basically did it all over again, I couldn't help but respect him.

At nine o'clock on Sunday morning, I went to Wang Qiang's house as promised, and then went with him to the village where Chen Mu was buried. Wang Qiang deliberately transported a brand new coffin, I don't know much about coffins, but the coffin looks quite high-end. Wang Qiang said that his father's coffin was still the same as the same as when he was buried ten years ago, so he simply took the opportunity to give his father a new "home".

On the way, Wang Qiang told me that his brain is still not fully developed, and although the treatment has been effective, allowing him to walk with only a cane, he can't be distracted by anything, otherwise his brain will not be able to keep up.

I wanted to talk to him more, but I had to keep my mouth shut so as not to disturb him.

Two hours later, we arrived at our destination, and Wang Qiang easily hired two helpers in the village, and then the four of us went to the grave outside the village together.

Chen Mu's tombstone is very, very eye-catching on the tomb, and the surrounding tombs are all very simple or dilapidated small stone tablets, only Chen Mu's grave stands in front of a very beautiful marble tablet. I walked to the tombstone and looked at it, and there were two names neatly engraved on the tombstone, Chen Mu and Chen Zhongliang.

I pointed to the stele and asked Wang Qiang what this meant.

Wang Qiang replied: "Chen Zhongliang no longer exists, and only Wang Qiang is alive now." ”

I've seen him say goodbye to the past on TV, but it's the first time I've seen it in real life, and I don't think I'll have my name engraved on my tombstone unless I'm dead.

The two men who came to help quickly dug up the grave and moved Chen Mu's coffin out of the ground.

I thought that Chen Mu's coffin would be an old wooden box nailed with wooden boards, but when I lifted it out, I found that it was not the case at all, the coffin was very decent except for being covered with mud, and it felt very high-end, and Wang Qiang didn't need to give his father a coffin at all. But after thinking about it, his father is no longer there, and perhaps the only place where he can fulfill his filial piety now is this cemetery.

Before opening the coffin, Wang Qiang knelt down in front of his father's coffin and whispered something, his voice was very small, as small as a mosquito chirping.

He muttered there for about three minutes before getting up and motioning for two helpers to open the coffin.

As I judged before, the coffin was indeed very high-end. Chen Mu's body was very well preserved, and there was no sign of decomposition, but it lost its moisture and became a dried corpse, apparently the coffin had been embalmed. I noticed that both coffins had the same mark on the front end, and I think both coffins were probably branded.

After Wang Qiang and two helpers carried Chen Mu's body into a new coffin, I also began my first transcendental ritual.

The first step I did was quite successful, after all, I could sprinkle some good fortune and avoid evil in the coffin, as long as it was a person. But the second step is to recite that transcendent scripture and it will be difficult for me to die. I took the manuscript and muttered a mantra to Chen Mu's corpse that I didn't understand myself, once, twice, three times......

I don't know how many times I repeated it, but the two helpers who followed me were already yawning.

I drank water four times in the middle, and my throat was hoarse. After I don't know how many times I read the pinyin manuscript, I finally saw a puff of pale yellow smoke rising from the coffin. It's not the first time I've seen this face, and I know that I've succeeded in overtaking Chen Mu.

I turned my back to Wang Qiang and the two helpers exhaled a long breath, as a beginner Mr. Yin and Yang, I am still very satisfied with this excess, after all, zuihou I still succeeded, as for weishenme dragged on for so long, my explanation to Wang Qiang is solemn enough.

After reburying Chen Mu, Wang Qiang knelt down in front of the tombstone and kowtowed three times before deciding to leave. Wang Qiang wanted to throw away the coffin before, but the two helpers wanted to keep it, and Wang Qiang didn't refuse, so he gave it to the two people.

After returning to the city, Wang Qiang and I said goodbye, and at the same time, my trip to the fire boy incident came to an end.

In the evening I went to Ma Jun's house for dinner, and I finally returned home at twelve o'clock in the evening, as for Tang Hui and Lei Qishan, I think they will continue to stay there for a while, until this special investigation team composed of the province's criminal police elite determines that the decapitated fire man will never appear again.

I thought this was the end of this strange event, but something surprising happened the next morning!

I originally planned to sleep until I woke up naturally, but the ringtone of my mobile phone became my alarm clock, and the caller was Tang Hui.

I picked up the phone and lazily asked, "What's the matter?"

Tang Hui said in a hurried tone: "At nine o'clock this morning, there was an explosion and fire in the laboratory of a junior college, and three students were trapped in the laboratory and burned to death. ”

"Their heads are gone?!"

"You're right!" Tang Hui said.