Chapter 3: Beheading the Corpse Under the Banner

"Hey, where are you going?" Pan Miao followed a few steps, "How can I tell the boss and Jiang Ye?" ”

"You tell them we'll go and come back." I walked out of the inner hall, let Ziwei follow, I still remember the name painted on the ambulance, found the hospital from the map, rushed over and asked the nurse at the front desk, and was told that the person was still resuscitating.

There were several people standing in front of the operating room, discussing the girl's suicide, and it seemed that they were the teachers of the fourth middle school.

"This kid is usually quiet in the class, except for being introverted, he doesn't like to communicate with people, and there's nothing wrong with looking at it, why did he do this all of a sudden?" A female teacher said, with a regretful tone, "It's still so young, what if something bad happens to her family?" ”

"I just called her home, but no one answered, and I can't reach her mother yet." Another female teacher lowered her voice, "I heard others say that her mother has a brain problem, do you think Qi Xiaowan should have inherited her mother's disease to become crazy and demented, right?" ”

"What could be the problem? Mr. Jiang, don't chew the root of your tongue indiscriminately, let people hear what's going on. ”

"What's this, who doesn't know that Qi Xiaowan and her mother have become nervous since a few years ago, after her father jumped off the building in debt, she prayed to God and worshiped Buddha at home every day, and she didn't care about her daughter, I have taught them for more than half a year, and I haven't seen Qi Xiaowan change into new clothes, just two of them, wearing them back and forth."

Teacher Jiang hugged his arms and trembled, "You haven't seen today's scene, the body of the black dog was thrown in the toilet, this Qi Xiaowan either inherited her mother's madness, or fell into evil, she would wipe herself into dog blood, at first the student told me that she cut her wrists I thought it was a joke, but it almost scared me out when I saw it in the past." I can't believe that my student can do such a thing, and I don't know whether to call her pitiful, or whether to say that she is too dark psychologically. ”

"The headmaster is here, don't say it."

A man walked over, the two of them looked at each other, closed their mouths, and asked the nurse who came out of the operating room about Qi Xiaowan's situation.

After listening to their words, I am even more sure that this is by no means an ordinary suicide, but at the moment, I don't have a suitable identity to intervene and interfere, and I can't investigate what Qi Xiaowan has on her body in a place like the hospital.

I was just as I couldn't think of anything I could do to help the kid when I was startled by a sudden vibration in my pocket, interrupted by the ringing of the bell.

I went to the corridor on the other side to pick up the phone, heard Tang Jiao's voice, and asked me, "Shopkeeper Shen, where have you been, we have only been away for a few minutes, why are you two gone?" ”

I told him the location and the situation here, Tang Jiao sighed and said, "I didn't say shopkeeper Shen, how can you manage this kind of thing?" I can't manage it, those adolescent children have poor psychological tolerance, and they have to make trouble like this every three or five times, it's not a parent, why are you meddling in this hand? ”

I frowned and said, "I don't think she committed suicide, there must be other hidden secrets in this." ”

"But it has nothing to do with us."

I didn't know how to explain it to him, so after the silence, I hung up on him.

Although Shen Ji is just a coffin shop, doing the business of the dead, and should not interfere too much with the living, we are all people who practice magic, and we already have a different responsibility than ordinary people, and it is impossible to watch a life disappear in front of our eyes and do nothing. Master said that when we cross the soul, we must not only cross the good, but also punish the evil, and do our best to maintain the order of yin and yang from being violated.

We waited for a long time that day, Qi Xiaowan's life was finally rescued, and when she was pushed out of the ward, I saw that her eyes were closed on her face, and there was a small shallow scar on both cheeks and the corners of her mouth, as if she had been cut by some blunt object, and it had been a long time.

When the teachers were gone, and Qi Xiaowan's mother didn't show up, I made an excuse and took a look in the ward, and unlike what I imagined, she didn't have any symptoms of being eroded by yin qi. The person had just walked through the ghost gate, and the fluctuations of my own qi masses made it impossible for me to discern which point did not belong to her.

Ziwei opened her eyes to examine it, and shook her head at me, "The color has changed." ”

"Possessed?" I muttered, "If that's the case, there should be some traces left." ”

I saw a bruise near Qi Xiaowan's bandaged wound, leaned over and rolled up her sleeves, and saw more scars underneath, a lot of blood stasis from the impact and collision, near the upper end of the forearm, where the clothes could cover, there were also many fine and dense scars cut with a knife. This is not the first time she has had suicidal thoughts.

"Master, what should I do?" Ziwei asked me, "Are we going to the school to find clues?" ”

"Don't rush yet." I said to him, "We have no reason to investigate so openly now, to go and prepare something first, and then go in quietly in the evening." ”

Ziwei nodded in response, and I took out a yellow talisman that I carried with me, folded it into several folds, and stuffed it into Qi Xiaowan's pillowcase. If there really was anything, this talisman would at least save her life.

On the way out of the hospital, I thought about the teacher's words. Black dog blood is a thing to exorcise demons and ward off evil spirits, Qi Xiaowan can do such a crazy thing, she must have seen something, but after that? Why do you cut your wrists again? And this kind of thing still happens during the day, near noon when the yang energy is at its highest.

It's so unreasonable.

Leaving the hospital, I asked Ziwei to buy some paper and cinnabar ink, and planned to go back to get the tart whip to make some preparations for the evening, but I didn't want to be separated from Ziwei just now, so I saw Jiang Xun near the hospital.

Under the scorching sun, he stood in a shadow by the wall, his face as pale as paper.

"Jiang Xun?" I had the feeling that he was about to collapse here from some kind of collapse.

"How's the people?" He smiled faintly and asked, "Do you need my help?" ”

I told him the truth, Jiang Xun listened, couldn't see the thoughts, raised his hand and gently stroked it under his left eye, and in a beam of soft light, blood rippled slightly.

"Shen Qing." His voice sounded tired, and he asked me, "Do you know what a person is going to face in a crowd when he is a little different from everyone else in any way?" ”

I didn't understand what he meant, and thought, "Some responsibilities and responsibilities." ”

His smile became heartfelt and lonely, "I believe it now, Shen Pei is indeed very good to you." ”

He took the initiative to mention Master, and for a while, I didn't know how to speak.

After a while, Jiang Xun seemed to adjust his emotions, no longer looked so stunned, and asked me coldly. "Where do you want to go next?"

"I don't know." I said, "Maybe I should ask you." ”

Knowingly, he asked, "Ask me what?" ”

"My Master's whereabouts." I raised my head and looked at him, "Tang Kari told me that your signature was given by the fortune teller, right?" ”

He didn't speak, I said, "Although we haven't been together for a long time, we have experienced these things together, I don't think you are a bad person, but I don't understand, if you know where my master is now, why hide it?" ”

I was waiting for him to give me an answer, but the damn metal shell in my pocket rang again, and Tang Jiao's name was displayed on the screen, and he picked it up with a sigh of relief, and asked me like a secret in his voice: "Shopkeeper Shen, is Jiang Xun with you now?" ”

I felt that the two of them had something to hide from me, avoiding Jiang Xun, and before he could say a word, the mobile phone in his ear was fished by a hand behind him, looking at me with deep eyes, and responding to it: "It's me." ”

I was too embarrassed to be exposed, and I couldn't hear what Tang Jiao was saying, and after a short call, Jiang Xun only said a word and went over immediately.

When the phone was returned, I saw Jiang Xun walking out, his pace was more urgent than usual, and he hurriedly trotted a few steps to follow, wondering what was going on.

Jiang Xun only paused for my tailgating, didn't react much, and got into the same car together.

The road was smooth, and after driving out for about 20 minutes, the driver turned into a narrow alley, and finally stopped in front of a residential building, stopped and quoted the price.

The houses in the neighborhood look very dilapidated, the drain pipes have left a lot of yellowing marks along the exterior walls, the skin of the walls is also ringworm, most of it has fallen off, the damp places are covered with moss, and there are even many dangerous cracks in the walls.

The corridor is narrow, and Jiang Xun and I can only pass one after the other, because of the obstruction of the nearby high-rise buildings, the whole building does not see sunlight, and we can't see things clearly when we walk in in broad daylight.

Walking up to the fourth floor, Jiang Xun knocked twice in front of a door, and within a few seconds, the door opened a crack, and Tang Xun showed half of his face from the inside, his head was full of sweat, and when he saw me, he immediately turned to Jiang Xun, "How is this...... It's not that you don't want her to ......"

"It's fine." Jiang Xun didn't let Tang Jiao finish his words, pushed open the door and went in, and asked, "Where are the people?" ”

Tang Jiao pointed inside, "On the floor of the bedroom." ”

"I found this place as you said, and when I came the door was closed, but it was not locked, and when I opened the door, I found that the house was full of the smell of gas, and when I came in, he was lying on the ground, covered by a sheet, motionless."

Tang Jiao said, standing in the distance and was frightened and didn't dare to get closer, and said unly: "I saw that there was no blood on the ground, and I thought he was poisoned by gas, so I opened it to see ......."

As if retching in his throat, he held back and said tremblingly, "It's too ruthless!" ”

Jiang Xun approached the sheets on the ground, squatted down, lifted a corner, scribbled at it, and put it down again, his brows tightened, and he looked thoughtful.

I didn't know why, but when I turned my head, I saw the fortune-telling banner standing there next to the shoe rack that entered the door, and when I turned back to look at the covered figure on the ground, my heart was suddenly grabbed by a pair of sharp claws, and I cramped in the wild beating.

If Jiang Xun didn't lie to me, then this is ...... Master?

My mind went blank, I lost all my ability to judge, and several times my hand reached out to the strange depression, but I didn't have the courage to lift the cloth. Gritting my teeth trembled, I couldn't breathe, and I only relied on stubbornness to force myself to see the truth.

I grabbed the corner of the sheet and slammed it open, and for a moment, I was so shocked by what I saw before me that I retreated, my back resting against the wall behind me, my pupils dilated, and I gasped for breath.

There was a male corpse lying on the ground, with no blood on his body, but his head had been decapitated from the middle of his neck, revealing the bone marrow underneath.