Looking at this old man, I suddenly thought of the scene when I first met this old man in that temple during the day... No, when I was in the temple, I asked the big stone about his father's birthday, and then measured the number of life expectancy with Qimen, minus five days and twenty hours. Based on this time, I surmised that Dashi's father only became evil the day after his death. That is to say, even if Da Shi Daddy really became a conscious evil demon, he was still just a corpse on the night after his death, and the corpse could not move, so according to this, Da Shi Da's body should still be stolen from the temple...

"Old man." Director Zhang said, "It's really, it's really the tooth in the temple that the strong baby stole from him." ”

The old man turned a deaf ear, staring at the flame of the oil lamp with cloudy eyes, and looked as if he had been in a state of meditation.

"Old man?" Director Zhang shouted twice, but the old man did not respond.

I was taken aback, and was about to go over and nudge the old man, when he blinked and slowly moved his gaze to us.

"Dolls, I seem to know," said the old man, in a hoarse voice.

I was stunned and asked, "What do you know?" ”

"I know why my waist hurts on the afternoon of Big Stone's death."

"Why?" Director Zhang asked.

Previously, I used the Qimen Bureau to determine that the reason why the old man had back pain that day was caused by man, but from the perspective of the situation, the person who caused his back pain used a natural means, so it was impossible to determine who that person was from the situation.

"Grandpa, do you remember who is the person who caused your back pain?" I asked.

The old man nodded.

"Who?"

The old man smiled bitterly and said slowly, "Myself..."

"What?" Director Zhang frowned and picked at the back of his head.

"Or maybe it's God," said the old man.

The old man told us that the two most damaging things he had ever done in his life were that in addition to bending the militia and stuffing it into the ancient bell, he also presided over the burial of his third uncle (Xiaoqing's grandfather) alive. God punished him and turned him into the person he is now, and every year on the anniversary of the death of the militia and the day of his third uncle's sacrifice, the old man's waist will be in severe pain.

In fact, this kind of low back pain is likely to be a psychological effect, and there is often such a situation in life, some people who have done something bad will be uneasy, and will link the stubborn pain of the body with God's curse. Every day when I do something wrong, under the strong psychological effect, that kind of pain will be done. Over time, a vicious circle can form.

"Grandpa, do you usually have pain in your lower back?" I asked.

"Yes, but it doesn't hurt that much." The old man said, "On the day Da Shi's father died, I felt a little wrong when I saw him lying on the bed, and I presided over the parking of his body in that temple, and after returning from eating at Da Shi's house, it didn't take long for my back to hurt..."

Hearing the old man say this, I suddenly seemed to realize something, Director Zhang wanted to ask, but I waved my hand to stop me.

"Now, I seem to know why I feel that something is wrong." The old man said slowly, "Da Shi's father, like my third uncle, is not really dead, but faked his death..."

The old man was right, it was he who caused his back pain. Seeing the way Da Shi's father died, he subconsciously thought of his third uncle, and under that kind of psychological suggestion, his waist began to hurt after he came back. I used Qimenbu to determine that the reason why the old man's back hurt was caused by a natural method. That person is himself, and psychological suggestion is a natural thing...

However, the old man didn't think about it, he thought that since Da Shi's father was not dead, he was arranged for people to be put into the temple as a dead man, just like the third uncle who presided over burying him alive in the first place. The reason why I have low back pain is a punishment from God...

The situation became more and more confusing, and I finally understood the hard work of the police officers who handled the case. If, as the old man said, Big Stone Daddy faked his death. It is very likely, then, that when the 'strong baby' went to the temple to steal the tooth, he woke up from the shock when he moved the morgue's bed. So, what happens when you wake up? After waking up, Big Stone Daddy got up and walked out of the temple, and locked the temple door by the way? …

I don't know what kind of psychology it is, maybe it's because I'm afraid that I will come back from the dead and come home and scare my son to death (let's think so), Dashi's father didn't go home after waking up, but didn't know where he went. However, the next day he did not know what happened to him and he really died, because I knew by Qimenbu that he had become an evil spirit.

I told the old man and Director Zhang about my idea, and after discussion, we decided to start with the big stone father. Regardless of whether he is really dead and faked to die, the evil that was cultivated by others or he has become himself, those two policemen have something to do with him, and what we are doing now is to find out where he is, and it is useless to analyze blindly here. After such a busy day, several people were tired. Director Zhang said, let's rest first, it seems that there is nothing to find out tonight.

The old man trembled and took out a key, saying that it belonged to the kiln next door, which used to be lived by his son and daughter-in-law, and asked Miss Bai and me to spend the night there.

"Why, don't you live together?" Seeing that Miss Bai and I were a little hesitant, the old man asked.

Director Zhang grinned and said with a smile, "They are not married yet." He added, "Don't worry, although it is illegal cohabitation, Uncle Zhang, I won't arrest you, go to sleep boldly..."

I said in my heart, this is the 21st century, how can there be any illegal cohabitation? Looking at Director Zhang's bad gaze, I really wanted to die headlong, so I had to smile awkwardly, take the key, hugged a mattress, carried an oil lamp, and came to the cave next door with Miss Bai.

"Tired, aren't you?" Laying the mattress on the kang, I whispered to Miss Bai, "When you're tired, go to sleep." ”

After returning to the mountainous county seat from Gushui Village, Miss Bai and I have never lived in the same room again. Under the kerosene light, Miss Bai's eyes looked particularly watery, I didn't dare to look more, in order to hide the throbbing in my heart, I yawned, and fell on the kang very casually.

"Ah Leng, I ask you something."

I was stunned for a moment, and looked at Miss Bai, only to see her frowning and looking thoughtful.

"What's the matter?" I said.

"You men aren't... Aren't they all that disgusting? ”

"What?" My eyes widened, "What's so disgusting?" ”

"That's it..."Miss Bai swallowed, "It's just like that 'strong baby'..."

"Like a 'strong baby'?" I shook my head, suddenly understood, and asked with a smile, "Are you pointing to a 'strong baby' and a dummy?" ”

Miss Bai glared at me coldly and said, "Otherwise, what do you think I'm referring to?" After finishing speaking, Miss Bai blushed and lowered her gaze.

My heart fluttered and I smiled, "How is it possible, that 'strong baby' is evil, how can a normal man be as perverted as him?" Besides, that bastard hadn't touched a woman at all..."

Hearing me say this, Miss Bai suddenly raised her gaze and snorted, "You mean, you've touched a lot of women?" ”

"I..."

"What are you?" Miss Bai pursed her mouth, "When you are buried under the collapse in Stone Village, you are no better than that 'strong baby'." You're almost drooling like him, but you pervert didn't get away with anything under the collapse, and if you do, who knows if you'll be like him? ”

"Of course not!" I sat up from the kang and said with a smile, "How can a Qimen magician like me, who has the temperament of a poet, make such a beautiful thing between men and women like a breeding pig mate?" ”

Miss Bai snorted, and then retched, "You still have the temperament of a poet?" ”

"That's what I want to write when we were in school." I cheekily said.

"Really?" Miss Bai tilted her head and squinted at me, "Then you can tell me about it." ”

"I want to think about it," I scratched my head, "there is... Oh, sister paper, dear sister paper, your name, like a poem, oh, sister paper, charming sister paper, come and hold my hand, meet in this life and the next life..."

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