After seeing Hu Zongren's number, Hu Zongren quickly took out his phone, compared the dialing time of that number, and looked at his phone record for the day, and then we recalled that that phone call was when we were dealing with the case of Yangjiaping Middle School a while ago, and afterwards Mr. Huang sent a message and told us a phone number, and we called and found the Master Ma.

So Hu Zongren dialed Master Ma's phone again, and then the phone in my hand rang.

I thought about it, and then said to everyone that this phone was the phone used by Master Ma at that time. It was also according to Master Ma's guidance that we found the coffin and the doll on the side of the Hualong Bridge. As I spoke, I pointed to the coffin on the rice array. I went on to say that this shows that among the few Taoists who hid things in Hongya Cave, Dongshuimen, and Huguang Hall at that time, one of them was Master Ma, maybe the oldest. I began to recall the voice of Master Ma that I heard on the phone that day, it was very low and hoarse, the kind of hoarseness that made me think that I must be a bigger smoker than me, but it sounded like I was about forty years old, which was very consistent with the description of the staff member when I was in the Huguang Guild Hall before.

As a phone, there must be more than just two phone calls, which can't be said anyway, and I also saw that there was no information in the outbox before, and in fact, after calling Master Ma that day, Master Ma sent us a message address, and it was because of this address that we found this coffin, which shows that he deleted a lot of things before putting the phone in the bag, not only the information, but also those contact numbers. And only Hu Zongren's phone number and another one were left, what does this mean. Hu Zongren said, I understand, leaving my number is to let me know that this phone is Master Ma's, because he knows that if we see this number, we will definitely call it, so it is easy to guess him, and leave another number, everyone does not know this number, which means that we want to call it.

Hu Zongren is not a fool, so I think his speculation is the most reasonable at the moment. I said don't worry, let me check it out first. So I immediately called an old classmate of mine in the sales department of a certain operator and asked her to help me find this number, and I was very anxious. Originally, this was a violation, but my classmate's authority could only help me find out the identity information of the owner, and she couldn't even find out the call details of the last month, but soon she called me back and said that the owner's name was Xie Dongmei.

Obviously, this is a woman's name, so it will definitely not be Master Ma. At least it can prove that Master Ma is just borrowing someone else's identity to use this mobile phone. So I couldn't help but associate this Xie Dongmei with the female ghost in the coffin. Could they be the same person? So far, I don't know what to do next, or what will happen if I put the stumps back together of these dolls, so I can only call first.

Hu Zongren asked me, which mobile phone should I use? Is it my own or this old phone? Situ said, just use this old mobile phone, he left this mobile phone will never just let you throw away after making a call, if I guess correctly, this mobile phone will be the only information channel for you to tide over the difficulties in the future.

Hu Zongren didn't speak, just took the mobile phone from my hand and dialed another unfamiliar number. Old-fashioned mobile phones do not have a hands-free function, and because of the long service life, even the call may not be very clear, so when Hu Zongren calls, none of us can know the content of the conversation. Soon it seemed that the phone was connected, and Hu Zongren asked very seriously, are you Master Ma? After a second, Hu Zongren nodded at me, meaning that it was him. Then Hu Zongren said to the other party for a long time, during which he was furious several times, scolding the phone, and the content of the scolding was roughly that you people were narrow-minded and shameless people who were well fed, but then Hu Zongren said my name and the name of Situ and Master Tie Songzi, and from the content of the conversation later, the other party was obviously the name of Mr. Situ of Zhilu Dao, Tie Songzi does not operate in Chongqing all the year round, and he does not like to meddle in affairs, so the other party may not have heard of it. After arriving at the end of the day, Hu Zongren hung up the phone, and then told me that this surnamed Ma finally agreed with each other, and said that he would send me a message when the place was booked.

I was surprised and asked if this shouldn't be, it's hard to convince him to meet you with your IQ, and isn't he afraid of being beaten up by you? Who doesn't know that Hu Zongren is a guy who speaks with his fists? Hu Zongren scratched his head a little embarrassed and said, is my reputation really so bad. We all said in unison, yes.

Soon the master Ma sent a message, the location was set at a teahouse near Shangqing Temple, which is not far from Hualong Bridge, which is about ten minutes away on foot. We found the coffin at Hualong Bridge before, and now it is near Shangqing Temple, which shows that if this Master Ma did not deliberately set off smoke bombs, then the scope of his long-term activities should be in this area. In addition, he is a Taoist, and I have the impression that among my peers in the area of Shangqing Temple, there really is no such person.

Situ told us, I suggested that Fu Yunni didn't have to go, he was a girl, a worse old man than me, and he stayed at home to help take care of the kid who got out of bed. After saying that, he pointed to his room, and then said, just the three of you, and call me immediately if you have something. Then Situ took out a talisman folded into a quadrangular shape from his arms, and he couldn't see the content of the talisman, but he could see Situ's own talisman. Situ said, if the other party still refuses to give up, you give him this talisman, saying that Situ Shankong is an old stubborn, and now he will really do it with them.

With Situ's support, we seem to be much more confident. And I looked at the time, and it was almost time to leave, but Tie Songzi said that it was inconvenient for him to follow us, so he should stay at home and help think of countermeasures, so that we could call immediately if we had any new reliable news. I looked at Master Tie Songzi's eyes looking at Situ and Fu Yunni, and I immediately understood what he meant. Because Situ must have felt that it was dangerous to meet that Master Ma as well as staying at home and guarding this coffin, Master Tie Songzi must have understood this, Situ broke his leg, Master Tie Songzi was afraid that this female ghost in the family would make trouble, and Situ was also flesh and blood, afraid that something would go wrong. So I pulled Hu Zongren's clothes, and then said to Master Situ, this is fine, I can go with Hu Zongren. Although Hu Zongren may not understand what I mean for the time being, when he heard me say this, he also said yes, what are so many people doing and not fighting, even if there is a fight, the two of us are enough.

It took about half an hour to drive from Situ's house to the teahouse, and at least ten minutes of it was because I was looking for a parking space, and seeing that it was approaching the end of work, Shangqing Temple was congested as always. After we parked the car, we went directly to the teahouse, and at the bottom of the teahouse, Hu Zongren called Master Ma, asked the name of the private room, and took me all the way to ask the waiter, who led us to open the door of a private room.

This is the first time I have met this master horse. There were two people in the room, one was Master Ma, who was sitting facing the door of the private room, and behind him was the dark green blackout curtains that had been drawn. Even though it was still bright outside, the lights were still on in the private room. In front of him is a wooden coffee table, the size of a person to lie down, a woman in a cheongsam with her back to us, squatting on the ground to make tea for Master Ma, that is the tea master, judging from the thin waist and the hip line that looks good, I think she must have spent a lot of money to train the tea house! Master Ma was wearing a Taoist robe, and on this hot day, he didn't even roll up his sleeves. The dark blue robe, like most of the Taoist priests I've ever seen, I couldn't tell how tall he was when he sits, but he was very thin, I mean, the kind that seemed to vomit blood at the slightest cough. He looked to be in his forties, his cheeks were a little sunken because of his thinness, his eyebrows were very thick, and his eyebrows were slightly curled, which indicated that he had deliberately grown eyebrows. He had a bun on his head, and his hair was about shoulder length, and for a Taoist priest of his age, his hair should have been longer, and it must have been trimmed. And he has black eyebrows and black hair, but he has a white goatee that is neither long nor short, and even his cheeks have a long beard, which means that this master of Master Ma has died, otherwise he would not have a beard. Hu Zongren and I stood at the door, and I took a moment to look at this master Ma, who was sitting there with a very calm and even indifferent expression, not murderous, in short, who owed him a lot of money.

Master Ma saw that we had entered the house, so he said to the tea girl in front of him, who was in good shape, we have to talk about something, thank you for your hard work. The voice was hoarse, but polite, not at all as rough as I had ever imagined. The tea girl turned to leave, and when she passed by me and Hu Zongren, she smiled at us. Hu Zongren leaned into my ear and asked me softly, why did she laugh at her? I said how I know Lu Dao, it must be because you are handsome. Hu Zongren immediately said proudly, it's not good to be handsome, and those who are not handsome without me refuse to be friends with me. I said yes, so your friend is just me.

After the tea girl went out, she also helped us close the door, and we still stood in place until Master Ma pointed to the chair in front of the coffee table and said to us, the two of us have finally met, please take a seat.

He changed his tone of voice towards us on the phone, and this sudden urbane style made me a little confused. But despite his politeness, his tone was still cold. After we sat down, the feeling of beating people on the way here had subsided a lot. Master Ma saw us sit down, and still said to us very indifferently.

The two of you are compassionate, my name is Ma Wei'an, and I am a pure and clear sect of Ma Daoren.