Two days later, I saw a middle-aged woman and her son at the bus stop in Pattaya, the young man still with gauze bandages on his head, his face even worse, and his energy was sluggish. When Fang Gang went downstairs, he saw the ancient method of patting babies that was very evenly split. said that it was the first time I saw it: "The shell is intact, but the Fa phase inside is broken like tofu scum, it's really amazing!" ”

The middle-aged woman helped the young man over and saluted Fang Gang, Fang Gang looked the young man up and down, and asked, "This fell from the upper floor?" ”

"Yes, if it weren't for an old couch underneath, I don't know what it would have been." The middle-aged woman sighed.

Fang Gang patted the young man on the shoulder: "What's your name?" ”

The young man said, "My name is Ba Song." ”

When I got into the car, before Fang Gang started the engine, Ba Song's mobile phone text message rang, Fang Gang inadvertently looked back, and immediately sank his face and glared at me with puzzled eyes. I immediately said that it was a mobile phone that Ba Song had picked up on the road and was reluctant to sell it. So I kept it for myself. Fang Gang reached behind and said that he wanted to take a look, but Ba Song had no choice but to hand him the phone.

This is the latest mobile phone of the year, I remember very clearly, the flap of the mobile phone can not only be flipped up, but also turned sideways, just like DV, quite advanced. The phone is very new, it seems that I just bought it. But there is a noticeable scratch on the underside of the case. Fang Gang looked left and right for a long time, I also leaned over to look, and saw a photo of a beautiful girl on the phone screen, I asked Ba Song: "Is this your girlfriend, or is it a picture downloaded from the Internet?" ”

Ba Song shook his head: "No, when I picked up my phone." The screen is this picture. ”

Fang Gang said: "That's the original owner of the mobile phone, and it looks pretty good." After speaking, he returned the phone to Ba Song.

I asked where I picked it up. "In the woods near my house. I deliberately observed Ba Song's expression in the rearview mirror, and noticed that his eyes were a little flickering, but I didn't ask much.

By the time Fang drove us to Azan Pingdu's home, it was already afternoon. Azan Pingdu's soul control skills are quite powerful, and when I first started this business, he once made a statue of the goddess Iba for my Shenyang client, Sister Chen. The Dharma room where he cast the blessing is very large, forty or fifty square meters, there are many Dharma images and mantra patterns hanging on the wall on one side, below is the Dharma altar and more than a dozen huge statues of gods, the statue of the ancestor of Lushi, and there are a lot of Gu Man Tong on the altar, all kinds of Buddha cards are piled up around, and there is a gray-black human skull in the tray below. Patterns are painted with white paint.

When a few of us walked into the Dharma room, there was a woman kneeling in front of Azan Pingdu, and dozens of various Buddha cards were placed in the big tray, and Azan Pingdu pressed on the Buddha cards with both hands, and was blessing the Buddha cards. This woman looked to be in her thirties, white and plump, with eyes that kept turning, and she looked like a shrewd person. Under the guidance of Azan's apprentice, we sat next to the Dharma room and waited, and the woman walked out after asking for the cards, and greeted me and Fang Gang very politely.

Azan's disciple motioned for us to come over, and as soon as Pa Song walked up to Azan, Azan Pingdu pressed his hand on his skull and began to chant mantras. The apprentice told us, "Master said that there is a strong resentment here. "I was just about to speak, Ba Song suddenly convulsed and was about to fall, we held him, and the middle-aged woman was even more anxious.

Ba Song began to foam at the mouth, and his eyelids rolled upwards as if he were about to go crazy. Azan's apprentice dragged Ba Song to Azan Pingdu, and Azan's other hand pressed Ba Song's forehead, which was strange to say, although Ba Song's body was pumped very hard, but his head was always in the same part, as if he had been nailed to the floor.

"Give me back...... Give it back to me......" Ba Song convulsed as he laboriously spat out a few words.

The middle-aged woman cried, "Ba Song, what's wrong with you? ”

Fang Gang said: "Did he steal something?" ”

The middle-aged woman shook her head while crying: "Ba Song is very honest, and he has never had the habit of stealing other people's things!" I suddenly remembered the phone, so I crouched down and took it out of Ba Song's trouser pocket, opened the screen and looked at it carefully. The phone book and the text message inbox were stored, and I asked the middle-aged woman to identify them, and she said that the numbers and text messages were Ba Song's.

Azan Pingdu said: "It is a female yin spirit, 22 years old this year, living in Songkhla. "We were even more surprised, Fang Gang didn't say everything about Ba Song to Azan Pingdu, but he could sense it. At this moment, Ba Song, who was lying on the ground, rolled his eyes again and said, "Send it out, send it out......

I asked, "What goes out?" ”

The disciple replied, "Master is not yet fully connected with the Yin Spirit, so he can't talk, he can only listen to it. ”

Ba Song twitched again and said, "Dad, I want to see Dad......"

Azan Pingdu said, "You have to find the father of the Yin Spirit, so that the spell can be successful." ”

I said, "It must be the owner of the phone, the girl is possessed by Ba Song, she wants to see her father, but how do you know where her father is?" ”

Fang Gang took his mobile phone and checked the inbox of the text messages again, there were only two text messages, and Ba Song's mother also said just now, they were all Ba Song's. Messages that have already been sent are also emptied. I said, "Look for what's in the draft box." ”

Many mobile phones have an auto-save function, which will store half of the edited text message content in the draft box, so as to avoid the situation of shutting down the power and making calls halfway through typing on the mobile phone. Fang Gang looked at me, opened the draft box, and sure enough, there was a text message that had not been sent yet, which read: "Dad, please forgive me for my willfulness, I shouldn't use my deceased mother to stimulate you." Now that I'm going home, can you make me chicken soup? It's been a long time—"

The word is only half typed, apparently the girl who is the owner of the mobile phone has not had time to send it, as for why it is only half sent, it is unknown. Looking at the recipient number of that text message, I took out my phone, recorded this number, and dialed it.

"Who's it?" A deep, old man's voice came from the other side.

I looked at Fang Gang and asked, "Do you have a daughter?" ”

The other party was puzzled: "Who are you?" ”

I briefly explained the situation, and the man looked very excited: "You, what you said is true? Where are you now? "I told him the address and he said he was in Songkhla and would come as fast as possible and let us wait for him. Master Azan stopped chanting the mantra, and Pa Song slowly recovered, and his mother hugged Ba Song tightly, comforting him like a child.

A few hours later, Azan's apprentice walked in with a sloppy and unenergetic middle-aged man, and after a brief greeting, the man took the Nokia N93 mobile phone and said, "This is the phone my daughter used when she died, but I don't know if it's hers." ”

Opening the flip cover, the middle-aged man immediately opened his mouth as soon as he saw the photo of the girl on the screen. I pulled up the text message in the draft box again and showed it to him, the middle-aged man looked at the text content, his hands began to tremble, and tears welled up in his eyes: "This, is this the text message sent to me on the day of my daughter's accident?" "Yayang plan.

The middle-aged man told us what had happened. It turned out that his wife fell ill and died a few years ago, which hit him hard. In order not to make his daughter feel wronged, he worked hard and left early and returned late. His daughter is in her early twenties, and she always thinks that her father doesn't care about herself, and she doesn't have the warmth of the family, and the father and daughter often quarrel, and the relationship is very tense. Later, the daughter went to her uncle's house to play, and he learned that her father worked three jobs a day in order to dress herself well, and she felt very guilty when she was tired and fainted on the way to delivery. After leaving his uncle's house, he crossed the railroad and was unfortunately hit by a speeding train and died.

There were no witnesses at the time, and according to the train driver's confession, the girl seemed to be listening to music with headphones on, and the driver honked repeatedly, but the girl did not hear the sound of the train approaching, so she died tragically. However, no mobile phone was found at the scene, and the police thought that the mobile phone had been swept away by the train, so they did not look for it again.

When the middle-aged man said this, Ba Song's face was pale and his eyes were dodgy. I asked Ba Song, "Where did you get this phone?" Don't tell you the truth, do you want to be haunted by ghosts until you die? Ba Song's mother was also angry and told him to tell the truth.