Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Man in the Photo
Zhou Bocai's body has been put into the coffin, but the coffin lid is not covered, how the situation was messed up like that night, who cares, it will be this morning that someone can put the body away for him.
In terms of seniority, Zhou Bo couldn't enter the ancestral hall, but this corpse appeared in the ancestral hall. In a society where atheism was everywhere, people could only associate him with legends such as corpse fraud.
"Take a look?" The fat man asked me.
I deliberately teased him: "You're not afraid? ”
The fat man patted his clothes bag and said: "Lang Lang Qiankun is in the middle of the day, I can carry a red treasure book in my pocket, I don't believe let him get up, Lao Tzu still asked him to recite a ** quotation!" ”
The kid who turned around immediately ran to Cha Wenbin and asked in a low voice, "Cha Ye, can you take a look?" ”
Seeing that he disappeared in a blink of an eye with the capable person he had just with me, Cha Wenbin also quipped: "Yes, why not, maybe I can chat with you for a while." ”
"Then I'm not going." After that, he went to take my father's hand and said, "Uncle, let's go out and smoke a cigarette, I see that this is all wooden structures, and it should be ...... fireproof."
There is no problem in seeing corpses during the day, any dirty thing has a common problem, and you can't see the sun! It's not uncommon to see hell in broad daylight, but it's only in rainy weather. Why ghosts can't see the light is probably related to their incomplete three souls, in short, this thing is difficult to explain, anyway, since ancient times, it is not haunted during the day, and it is less likely to go out at night.
Zhou Bocai, that is, my cousin's wife's house, was lying inside, but it was face down, and one foot was still on the outside of the coffin, and it could be seen that he was in a hurry when he got him in, no matter how bold he was, he was also a person, and I wouldn't dare to touch it if it were me. He was wearing an old blue shroud, and the hat on his head didn't know where it had gone, and he could smell a pungent stench before he got closer, how to describe that stench? Rotten eggs and stinky pork are boiled together with big fecal water, and it is estimated that it is similar to this, I vomited a few times in a row, and that guy can't stop it even if he is a well-trained forensic doctor!
I covered my nose and stepped back, and Cha Wenbin also retreated, probably because I couldn't stand the smoke.
"Why does it stink so much!"
Cha Wenbin also said: "It's quite wrong, even if the dead are put for ten days in July and August, they won't stink like this, you have to get people out to see." ”
I looked around, this place was full of ghosts, why don't you just put it in a coffin?
"What about his family?"
The neighbor said: "Let's go, there is only one father left and let his daughter take it away, who can take care of this mess, and who dares to take care of it?" I guess I'll wait for the new patriarch to be selected before dealing with it, so let him rot here first. If his family really doesn't care, it's a big deal if it burns down, what else can it do. ”
Cha Wenbin thought for a while and said: "I personally suggest, don't move yet, it's not that simple, I just paid attention to it, and there are a few black spots on the back of his neck." That spot is not a corpse spot, but it is very similar to a kind of Gu art, I once heard the master mention that the people of the Miao Jiang generation are good at using Gu art, and those who have improper intentions will use it to harm people. Among them, there is a kind of Gu technique that can control people's hearts, the most direct embodiment is that people will have black spots, if he is really hit by Gu, then he is not accidentally killed, but he killed, this is a murder! ”
The neighbor was also a good man, and after hearing this, he said, "Murder, I'm obedient!" That's not going to work, you can't do it, you have to go and talk to them. ”
"Who are they?"
"The village patriarch is not here, and there are still a few people in charge of handling the big and small things, all of them are our old faces here, you go to him."
Under the guidance of this good neighbor, we met the men, three men and one woman, all in their sixties and seventies. In addition to the normal village committee, they also have a family-style power structure, which is the real power center of Zhuangyuan Village.
This power center is composed of a patriarch and four elders, all of whom are members of the Zhou family, and it can be said that this organization is above the local government, and they have the final say on all major and small matters. When we arrived, the four of them were discussing the election of a new patriarch.
explained his intentions, Cha Wenbin also said his thoughts, but the other party gave us a sentence first: "Who are you?" Why should we take care of our business, and those who come to mourn will come back another day, we are busy here. ”
And then we were coaxed out, and we thought, who are we? Why are we going to take care of this mess?
On the way back, the neighbor revealed a piece of news to us: "Hey, don't blame them, whoever called this village is fat now, and whoever becomes the patriarch will take control of the mine in front of it." See the boats lining up on the river? They are all here to ask for coal, and they can go to the Yangtze River along this river, and many factories along the river are waiting, all looking forward to the death of the old patriarch. ”
"Why? Isn't he a good man? I asked.
"Okay, it's just too good! You see, in our village, everyone who is over the age of 60 will be given a red envelope of 500 yuan a year, and the tuition fees for children under the age of 16 will be paid by the village. If you look at our village, although it is biased, the electric light is the first in the town, and every household uses running water, all of which was done by the old patriarch alone. None of their elders are good birds, that's a piece of fat, who doesn't stare at it, the old patriarch was here before, no one dared to move that thought, I guess he is going to change the sky this time. ”
My father saw that the time was not early, so he said goodbye: "Thank you, big brother, then let's go first, and come back when the funeral is over." ”
On the way back, I went to the town for a transfer, and I bought all the tickets, Cha Wenbin suddenly said: "I'm not leaving, you guys go back first, I still have to go and see." ”
The fat man touched Cha Wenbin's forehead with one hand and said, "Cha Ye, you don't have a convulsion, right?" ”
"I said, let's go, there's something strange about this."
The fat man stunned his neck and said, "Then you have a half-dime relationship with you?" ”
"I didn't, but now I have."
"What do you mean?"
Cha Wenbin spread out his palm and saw that it was a photo, black and white, and the sides were trimmed into a jagged shape, and the photos at that time were all trimmed like this.
"Where did it come from?" I asked.
"You were talking to them in the meeting place, and I saw a picture frame on the wall, and I took a second look and saw this picture." Cha Wenbin handed me the photo, which was a group photo, with three rows of people standing in the photo, and the most conspicuous place in the middle was an old man, and the photo read: Marking the opening of the Zhuangyuan Village Coal Mine in March 1980.
I didn't quite understand what Cha Wenbin meant, so I asked, "What did you get this photo for?" ”
"There's a guy in this picture that I know." He pointed to the leftmost man in the third row and said, "I will never forget this man for the rest of my life." ”
"I'm going, Cha Ye, are you telling us about the Book of Heaven, you still know this's face clearly?"
"I can't tell you for a while, in short, this person is very dangerous, but what I know is that he died in 1979, it is said that he died in Gansu, I didn't expect to see him here."
I know that for three years, Cha Wenbin and we were separated, and he never told me what happened in those three years, but I really didn't want him to leave again, and I regarded him as my brother in my heart.
I advised him: "If it doesn't have much to do with it, forget it, more is better than less." ”
"Let's go, this has nothing to do with you, I have to go and find out."
"Why are you in trouble carrying it yourself, find the police! Is. The fat man pointed with his hand and said: "See, there is a police station opposite, you say that this is a murder case, just go in and report it, if you don't solve the case, you will be sent a pennant, embroidered with four big characters: police and people!" ”
Cha Wenbin smiled awkwardly: "This is my family matter." ”
I noticed that the man on his finger was wearing a pair of black sunglasses, standing in the far corner of the crowd, but he stood out in the crowd.
Ye Huan! Cha Wenbin will never forget these two words, although Ma Sufeng didn't tell him that Ye Huan did it before he died, but Cha Wenbin still knew that his master's death was inseparable from him. In the fire in Savage Tun, Ye Huan's technique shocked him, the gap was not a little bit, the flowing spell casting rhythm was even stronger than Ma Sufeng at the peak, but he could smell the corpse qi on his body from afar.
Later, when he came to the Black Dragon, he had never seen Ye Huan, once he asked the wind, and he just shook his head at that person, he said that he had never seen the black sunglasses since he came in, and that was the first time he saw it.
I really never thought that Ye Huan would appear here.
"Okay, since you want to stay, then I'll accompany you. Why don't you go back by yourself, old man? We stayed for two days......"
"Wen Bin, you are the most sensible among the two of you, and now that you are all older, you should be set free, but others resist the things that you can't bear, this person's road is still far away." It was the first time that my old man had uttered such a level of words, and I felt like liquid was swirling in my eyes as I watched him step into the carriage alone......
Seeing that the car had already driven out of the station, the fat man finally couldn't hold it back, patted his thigh and laughed: "It's so talented!" Xiaoyi, you old man can't see that he is still a cultural person! ”
I didn't carry it for him, and followed his words: "That is, Hao Lai also went abroad back then." ”
"Yo, I've also been out for further study, why haven't I heard you say it, which country did you go to? Europe or the United States? ”
I said angrily: "North Korea! ”
Fatty: "......"
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One more, friends, thank you for the face