In the bureau, the comrades of the people's police questioned me and made it clear what I had traveled from yesterday to today.

Of course, I didn't say anything about the second burial, but only told the police that Uncle Li, who raised me, died, and I was sad last night, so I stayed with Uncle Li at his grave for one night.

This reason sounds a bit ridiculous, but compared to the second burial, Dou Feistiff is already very good.

I thought that the investigation into this matter would not come out so quickly, but maybe I was lucky.

There was surveillance at the commissary at the entrance of the village, and I just happened to be photographed going up the mountain yesterday and coming down this morning.

Because the mountain road does not connect to Wang Hu's house, unless I can fly, it is impossible to go to Wang Hu's house to kill him after going around the mountain at night, hang him up and peel the skin, and then come back from the mountain in a big circle.

The suspicion was cleared, and I was released that afternoon.

Zhixi had already rushed to the police station and sat at the door waiting for me.

When she saw me come out, she came up to me with a concerned look and asked me how things were going.

I shrugged my shoulders and pretended to be relaxed, "It's okay, let's go." ”

Of course, I'm just saying this to reassure Zhixi.

In fact, at that time, I already had a rough inference in my mind.

Wang Hu's death should have been done by Uncle Shi, and it was replaced by other people, although there were also people who hated Wang Hu and wished he died, but absolutely no one had such a superb peeling technique!

I witnessed Wang Hu's corpse up close, that kind of technique, even if I have studied with Uncle Li for so many years, if you ask me if I can do it, I can only shake my head.

And Uncle Shi and Uncle Li are from the same family, I don't know if he can do it, but I really can't think of anyone else besides him who can peel off a human skin so completely.

I kept this matter in my heart for the time being, thinking that I would ask Uncle Shi in person the next time I met him.

When we left the police station, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon, and we couldn't catch the train we had been optimistic about.

The next train, at 7 o'clock in the evening, after asking Zhixi's opinion, I bought two tickets and took a bus with her to the railway station in the provincial capital.

There was still a period of time before seven o'clock, and I saw that Zhixi was depressed, and I wanted to make her happy, so I took her to the nearby small commodity market for a walk.

The dazzling array of small goods quickly attracted Zhixi's attention, and while she was frantically sweeping, I was idle and bored, wandering around, walking and walking, and came to a stall.

There were a lot of people around the stalls, and it was far more lively than the stalls in the market, so I was curious, so I took a closer look.

Upon approaching, it turned out that it was a stall of marbles, the kind of one that dug several grooves in a sloping plank, in which there were from five to a hundred, marked with different amounts.

There is a spring on the far right side of the board, and on the spring is a round ball, play with twenty yuan at a time, and the stall owner will pay the corresponding money for which the ball bounces into the slot.

This is a common money scam on the street, where the stall owner will let you try the game twice first, and you can easily bounce the ball into the 510 slot.

But when the money is actually paid, the stall owner will secretly press the mechanism to make your ball fall vertically, up to five yuan, which is a sure deal.

When I went over to look, a young man happened to pay twenty yuan to the stall owner.

Then, as soon as he pulled the handle, the ball popped up and easily fell into the hundred slot.

The crowd cheered again, and the stall owner's face turned green and he raised his hand to drive the other party away.

"Don't play, you hurry up, you're not welcome here."

The young man smiled: "Boss, it's not that I didn't pay, why don't you let me play?" ”

"You've won five of my handfuls, a hundred yuan each time, you must have cheated, I won't play with you, this hundred yuan is for you, hurry up!"

The stall owner gave the young man a hundred, and pushed him away in disgust.

The young man smiled and took the money, turned to leave, and after he left, someone in the crowd of onlookers immediately paid for the money, but when it was time for them to play, the ball was disobedient again, and jumped into the five-dollar slot.

There is a big brother in black clothes and black pants, with dragons and tigers tattooed on his arms, and he looks like a mixed society.

The eldest brother took out a hundred yuan, bounced five balls in a row, and five yuan each time, so angry that he grabbed the stall owner's collar and scolded.

"You're playing tricks, aren't you? Five pieces at a time? Say! Was the kid you were looking for just now? ”

The stall owner was frightened and tried to explain, but the other party didn't listen to anything, and he opened the stall when he got started.

The matter was so big that it attracted the security guards of the small market, and I didn't feel bored, so I found Zhixi and left with her.

Originally, this was just a dispensable episode, and I didn't care about it at the time, just thinking that the young man was the stall owner's trust, but as soon as I walked out of the small commodity market with Zhixi, I bumped into the young man again.

He was carrying a backpack and was squatting on the side of the road smoking a cigarette.

So I looked at him a few more times before.

As a result, when I looked at it, I realized that something was wrong.

Anyone who has ever smoked knows that only when doing the act of smoking, the sparks of cigarette butts will be particularly bright.

But the young man smoked, no matter whether he smoked or not, Mars Zi was always bright.

It felt like there was an invisible mouth, smoking all the time.

It was just a meal, so I chose a random fly restaurant, sat on the side of the road and ate it, and by the way, observed the young man.

He smoked seven or eight cigarettes in a row, each one burning very quickly, and when he was done, he threw away the cigarette case, and the young man turned and entered the train station.

"Who have you been looking at?" Zhixi saw my strange appearance and asked.

I raised my chin, pointed at the man, and said, "That guy is a ghost breeder." ”

"Huh?" Zhixi looked surprised and looked back at the young man who was walking towards the train station.

"How do you know?" Zhixi asked.

As soon as I told her what I had just seen, Zhixi covered her mouth nervously.

"He asked the imp to help and cheat the stall owner out of money?"

"It's not a lie, isn't the stall owner also a liar?"

"Liars lie liars, this is called, the light of righteousness!"

When we had eaten and drunk enough and paid, we entered the train station together.

Maybe it's fate, in the waiting hall, I met the young man again.

He sat in the row in front of me, his backpack open and beside him.

Maybe he thinks there is no companion nearby, this young man is also unscrupulous enough.

He directly released the little ghost, holding a handful of incense ash in his hand, just like feeding a puppy, feeding the little ghost and eating slowly.