This frightened me, and I quickly asked what to do. Fang Gang said: "You have been helping Sun Xicai send that urn back, so the ghost of this Yang man is very dissatisfied with you. Later, when you put it into the Buddha card and wanted to send it back to Thailand to let Master Azan calm the spirit, it hated you even more to the bone. Now that it is attached to Sun Xicai, you can manipulate him to oppose you, make trouble secretly, and set a trap for you to drill. ”

I hurriedly asked, "What is its ultimate purpose?" The worse it tortures me, the happier it becomes? ”

Fang Gang smiled: "Ghosts are not as perverted as people, they like to torture people endlessly, ghosts deal with people very simply, there are only two kinds, one is to help you, the other is to kill you, you are obviously the latter." ”

"Huh? So、So what should I do? When I heard this, my face turned white with fright.

Fang Gang thought for a while: "According to the analysis of the situation you said, Sun Xicai has just been possessed by the Yin Spirit, and he is still in the initial stage, and he still has his own ideas. You can ask your cousin to break up with him and let him stay as far away from the amulet shop as possible, so that your yin energy may gradually subside, but there is no guarantee. ”

I smiled bitterly: "I'm not my cousin's brother, so I don't have this power." Fang Gang said that he would cut off cooperation with these two people and hire someone else to work in the Buddha brand shop.

I sighed: "Big brother, you may have stayed in Thailand for too long and don't understand the habits of the Chinese." China is a humane society, after all, Wang Jiao and I have a relationship with my old aunt, if we get rid of them, there will definitely be conflicts between my family and my old aunt's family. I know that Sun Xicai is ghosted and don't care, when the time comes, Wang Jiao will complain about me sooner or later, the relationship has to be stiffened, the main point is that the nature of opening a Buddhist brand store in China is special, and it is inconvenient for outsiders to know a lot of internal information, so it is the best choice to let relatives see the store. ”

Fang Gang sighed: "Then there's nothing to say, you'd better take this opportunity to take Sun Xicai to Thailand to see if you can find a way to drive out the yin spirit in his body." "That's what I wanted, and I hurriedly agreed, thinking in my heart what kind of excuse I wanted to find to make an appointment for Sun Xicai to go to Thailand.

My mind began to replay the scene of that poor village again, those children who couldn't even put on clothes, their faces were full of dirt, their eyes were dark, and their eyes were still so innocent and kind. But what I don't dare to think about is that when they grow up, they will also become people like Uncle Hong, Wang Hong and Bai Laosan.

I lay in bed for a long time, and it was past twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, but I couldn't sleep at all, and my heart was panicked. At first, I thought I was hungry, so I soaked a bag of instant noodles, but I couldn't eat anything. Pacing back and forth in the living room, the mood is extremely irritable, and I always feel restless, like I am trapped somewhere, and I can't get out.

I washed my face and rinsed my hair repeatedly with cold water in the bathroom, but the discomfort became stronger and stronger, and I couldn't control it.

I opened the door, rushed out of the house, and went downstairs to the side of the road, where the street lights were bright, as if it were daytime, and cars were moving back and forth. I saw a middle-aged man sitting in the middle of the road, holding his head and crying, and the cars were speeding past the middle-aged man as if they didn't see it, looking dangerous.

I beckoned to a taxi and sat in it panting, not only flustered, but also a little tightness in my chest and heavy shoulders. The driver started the engine and drove slowly for dozens of meters, and when he saw that I didn't mean to speak, he couldn't help but ask, "Brother, where are you going?" ”

I was so flustered that I couldn't tell how uncomfortable I was, and I grabbed the movable handle above the car door with my hand and said I didn't know. The driver was stupid at the time: "I don't know? You don't know where you're going? I nodded.

The driver smiled: "Then there must be a place, are you in a bad mood?" Go to the bathing center or let me help you find a foot spa shop? ”

I suddenly went to a desolate place, and blurted out, "Go to the funeral home." The driver was stunned, thinking that he hadn't heard clearly, so he asked again. In fact, even I don't know why I would say to go to the funeral home, as if my mouth is out of control. I also said, "The crematorium of the civil service." ”

The driver looked back at me, didn't say anything, and increased the throttle and drove towards the Shenyang funeral home.

Twenty minutes later, I arrived at the place, I paid to get off the bus, people who are familiar with Shenyang know that the Wenguantun Crematorium is a desolate place, there are no street lights around, it is all dirt slopes and wasteland, there are no people at all, only a few shops specializing in funeral supplies are lit. The funeral home is open 24 hours a day, and the door of his house is always open. I walked into the courtyard, and there were several cars in the courtyard, and many people were walking around the courtyard, as if they were walking aimlessly. In the distance, there was a faint light and mourning music from the direction of the mourning hall, and someone was setting up a mourning hall.

Just as I was confused, I saw a figure waving at me in the shadows, and then slowly turned and walked in the direction of the Spirit Bone Tower. I subconsciously followed over, to the entrance of the Spirit Bone Tower, down the stairs to the second floor, the office hall was lit up, the staff of the tower sat at the desk in the door, resting their heads on the chair and sleeping soundly, and the radio on the desk was still playing Shan Tianfang's commentary.

I vaguely saw a figure enter the tower, so I walked lightly into the office hall and entered the spirit bone tower. The funeral parlor's bone tower is not a tower-like building, but a two-story cement room, with rows of wooden shelves divided into countless small compartments, each about the size of a fifteen-inch computer screen, which can fit into an urn, and a small glass door with a lock on the outside. There were a lot of vacancies, and they were not occupied yet. Standing in the dark hall, I didn't know what to do, but in the darkness I saw a figure slowly turning into a row of wooden shelves, and I followed.

When I came to the middle of these two rows of wooden shelves, there was no one, and I took out my mobile phone and turned up the flash to illuminate it, and shone it in rows. There are stickers with names on the glass doors of each small grid, and I suddenly saw a sticker on the glass door with the words "Zheng Yonggui" written on it, with a number on the top of the name and a date of death on the bottom, which I remember very well, it was November 19, 05.

This is actually the spirit bone tower of Zheng Yonggui, the eighty-one-year-old man who ended the sun, and there is no urn in the small grid, it seems that Sun Xicai did throw it away completely. But I found that there were three photos inside, and I carefully took out the photos, and saw that the photos were scattered with dozens of crooked, uneven nail clippings, which I really couldn't find if I hadn't looked closely. Of these three photos, the first one is me sorting out the shelves in the Buddha brand shop, the second one is eating chicken heads at a roadside barbecue stall at night, and the other one is actually me urinating in the bathroom of the Buddha brand store! All three photos were taken without my knowledge, but who took them and why are they here?

I picked up a nail clip and I wasn't surprised that this kind of thing appeared with the photo, because I was all too familiar with the head drop for more than a year, the photo, the nails, the hair, the clothes...... These are all spellcasting materials when the Head Descender wants to curse someone. If my guess is okay, these nail clippings should be mine too.

Suddenly, I recalled the gold-plated nail clippers I saw in the Buddhist brand store before I went to Bijie, Guizhou, and I wondered how Sun Xicai could have such a high-end thing, and it was prominently placed on the shelf, as if it was deliberately for me to see, and I would definitely pick it up and try to cut it if I was right, could it be that Sun Xicai quietly collected my nails?

Thinking back to the several strange events that happened during this time, especially the last time Nightmare at my cousin's house specifically mentioned the phrase "I'm waiting for you in the tower", it was probably referring to the Spirit Bone Tower, but why did it let me come here?

Just as I was thinking about it, I glanced at a figure flashing next to the wooden frame, I was startled, I was scared, and I was thinking about whether to go over and have a look, or just leave, when suddenly the wooden frame in front of me began to tilt. I thought I was dazzled, and I didn't know it was real until the whole row of wooden frames was about to hit my head. Subconsciously stretch out your hands to support it, but the whole row of wooden shelves has hundreds of small grids, plus the weight of the shelves themselves, they can't be supported at all. I hurriedly retreated, the wooden frame was seven or eight meters long, and it was too late to dodge, so I had to squat down and hold my head in my hands.