As soon as I ran to the door, I saw Xia Min under the street lamp, I walked over in three or two steps, smiled and comforted.

"It's okay, I'm scared."

Xia Min's face was indescribably complicated, and it took a long time to squeeze out a sentence: "We don't have to come back to report, right?"

I hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "Not yet."

"Let's go."

As I turned around, I was still a little confused.

With Momoko's character, she must be waiting here to pick me up now, why can't she see people?

Time was pressing, and I didn't have time to think about it, so I turned my head and went straight to Xiaoyu's house.

When I got to the door, I leaned over the door and listened carefully for a while, as if there was really no one left.

Pushing open the door, Xia Min walked in front with wine and food, pretending to be surprised, "Xiaoyu's lover is not here?"

A few young people in the corner picked up the playing cards in their hands and turned their heads to look at Xia Min: "Are you?"

"We are concubines, and Xiaoyu and my lover are brothers."

With Xia Min's self-report, several young people immediately got up on their faces: "We let my sister-in-law go back first, this blow is too big, I'm afraid she won't be able to stand it if I stay up all night."

I hurriedly picked up the stubble: "Sister-in-law?"

"You are Xiaoyu's younger brother, her husband and Xiaoyu are brothers, we are all relatives!"

There are two ways to pull in the relationship, one is interest, and the other is identity.

Xia Min knows how to see the seams and insert the needle, and takes the opportunity to open the prepared cooked food.

"Xiaoyu is suddenly gone, thanks to your brothers, I can't help as a woman, so I can only send something to eat."

The four young men suddenly laughed on their faces, "You're too polite, sister."

"Eat, eat."

"Click."

Xia Min smiled and unscrewed the liquor: "Drink some, it's quite tired."

A few people were stunned, and looked around: "There is no cup, or don't drink it."

I quickly took out the paper cup: "It's okay, I'm ready."

After a few sips of liquor, these people's faces were obviously red, and the matter of accompanying the wine was handed over to Xia Min, and I hid away on the grounds of alcohol allergy.

Everything is similar to what I thought, the previous wakes were filial sons and grandsons who knelt for three days, and their own children had to wear the most torn clothes, and then they kept three years of filial piety.

These old traditions have been abandoned, and the wakes have become social occasions.

I gave Xia Min a look, and then walked around the room.

Xiaoyu was lying here, only the little brothers who were guarding the spirits were asleep, and it was not difficult to steal the corpse.

Most importantly, I have a few other things to prepare.

I can't help but miss the days when I was a Taoist priest.

If I were still a Taoist priest, it would not be difficult to steal the corpse as a thief, write a letter, burn it to the City God, and interrogate a newly deceased person.

But now it's different, and I only have nostalgia left.

Xiaoyu's house is not too big, it is a typical two-bedroom apartment.

I took a wrong look and it was easy to find the master bedroom.

I looked back and saw that Xia Min was like a courtesan, chatting with these young men.

"Click."

The master bedroom wasn't locked, so I gently tugged open a gap and slipped in.

As soon as I went in and looked up, I was immediately dumbfounded.

I need the pillow that Xiaoyu used before his death, this is a very important medium for shouting souls, without this thing, it is easy to invite the wrong person.

But the two pillowcases on the bed are exactly the same, and even the color has not changed!

Obviously, one of them is Xiaoyu's lover.

If this is taken by mistake, when the funeral comes, it will not be Xiaoyu himself.

The emergence of this idea is tantamount to bringing great pressure.

How to find the pillow I want has become the biggest obstacle now.

I stared at it for a long time, and then walked to the bedside, hoping to find some clues.

I touched it behind me and the mattress was a little hard.

The moment I lifted the mattress, I suddenly had an idea.

What catches the eye is the old-fashioned spring mattress, which has a characteristic that once it is used for a long time, the spring will collapse and collapse to varying degrees.

I slowly crouched down, my eyes on the bed at a level level.

Looking at it this way, the left side of the mattress is indeed a little shorter than the right side.

I have seen Xiaoyu's lover, who is not as tall and heavy as Xiaoyu.

Got it!

I hid the pillow in my arms and turned around and got out of the house.

At the moment, there is still one thing that is missing the most critical thing - the upper hanging rope.

This kind of person who dies unexpectedly, the biggest grievance before his death is on the things that kill him.

It stands to reason that this thing will be burned along with the dead, that is, in a high probability, this thing is still in this house.

In the living room, Xia Min and a few boys were drinking happily, and there was a little confusion in their eyes.

The moment I came out, Xia Min suddenly turned around and nodded at me.

Good guy, she didn't drink much!