"Then has Ah Xiang become a ghost?" Liang Zhijie sat on the threshold of the back room and asked the village chief.

She notified the people of the city criminal police team and estimated that Li Fei and the forensic doctor were already on the way. The night, dark as ink, was just like her mood now. The proprietress sat with her head hanging to the side, I don't know if it was because she was afraid, and the whole person shrank into a ball. The village chief squatted on the ground and smoked. He used that old-fashioned dry tobacco pouch, and he looked up at the sky with every puff.

In order to dispel the fear, the lights in the courtyard are turned on, but the old house under the light seems to hide more secrets.

Hearing Liang Zhijie's question, the village chief knocked his dry tobacco pouch, turned his head and said to Liang Zhijie: "No, there are no powerful ghosts in this world." According to the village chronicles, after Ah Xiang's death, our Shenlong Village was calm, the wind and rain were smooth, and there were no ghosts. Those so-called ghost stories were all made up by the old man to scare the child, after all, Ah Xiang was really pitiful, and when she died, she was still wearing the red wedding dress she wore when she married Ah Shui. Mura Zhili said that Ah Xiang was very thin when she died, the red wedding dress was very loose on her, she hung on the beams of the old house, the windows of the old house were open, she was swayed by the wind, and in that scene, a timid person would have nightmares. ”

"Did the village chronicle say how happened to that Ah Shui?"

"Anyway, where did this ritual come from?" The village chief sighed: "Xu is guilty, not long after Ah Xiang hanged himself, this Ah Shui went crazy, sober for a while, not sober for a while, his wife who married in the town disliked him and swept him away." Ah Shui had nowhere to go, wandering around the town all day, and he didn't know where he heard the thing, so he returned to Shenlong Village while he was sober. ”

With that, the village chief got up and walked to the middle of the courtyard to take a look.

"If the village zhi didn't lie to me, this piece of land of the Ma family's family belonged to the Ah Shui family hundreds of years ago. We are not big here, and the village is still the old village before, and basically nothing has changed. ”

"Ah Shui is like a Ma doctor?"

"It's pretty much the same, it's not so clear in the village chronicle." The village chief smoked a dry cigarette: "The village chronicle only said that he died a miserable death, his eyes were gone, his ears were gone, and he was covered in blood. He read with his husband for a few days and left a line of blood on the ground. At that time, the village chief invited a Xiucai to come and see it, and Xiucai said that it was a ritual to sacrifice to the dead, saying that by sacrificing to evil spirits, he could make his beloved a good person. ”

"Ridiculous!" Liang Zhijie glanced at the room: "If there is really an evil ghost in this world, how can Ah Xiang spare him?" If Ah Xiang did not become an evil ghost after his death, which evil ghost would he go to sacrifice to? I'm not surprised that Ah Shui believes such a statement, but it's strange that Dr. Ma actually believes it. ”

"I think they're different." The village chief said: "There are some annotations on the village chronicle, which are very old, and I don't know who wrote them." One of the annotations I think is quite right. He said that Ah Shui was not clear-headed, and that he had made the ritual not necessarily told to him, but perhaps he saw it when he was sick, just like we had nightmares. We see something in our dreams and wake up and take it for real. Not because it's true in itself, but because we take it as if it's true. ”

"It's not true, it's true." Liang Zhijie covered his heart: "It's a personal choice." ”

The village chief nodded.

"As normal people, we can't understand Dr. Ma's choice, and we may even think that he is stupid. As a doctor, he may not believe in those gods and ghosts, but he has no choice, his beloved woman is gone, and no matter what he does, the other party can't feel it. He must have been so desperate, so desperate that he could only make up for it in this way. ”

"How did you find out that Dr. Ma left?" Liang Zhijie finally asked the very critical question: "Dr. Ma lives alone, right?" ”

"I found it!" The proprietress raised her hand: "There is such a big thing at home, my mother-in-law is in a hurry and falls ill." I came to see Dr. Ma, and I came in by myself when the door was open. I went to the front first, and there was no one in front of me, but the lights were on in the house, and I guessed that Dr. Ma was at home. I searched next to the room, but I couldn't find it, thinking he had gone out to see someone else. Dr. Ma is very enthusiastic, he will go to whoever is sick, and there is no shelf at all. Our village is small, there are no tourists after eleven, and it is common to go out without closing, after all, there is nothing to steal in this house. ”

The proprietress sighed.

"Just as I was about to go out, there was a gust of wind in the courtyard, and I don't know what was going on, and I smelled the blood. I'm a curious person, so I smelled it and looked for it, and I saw this. The proprietress raised her hand and stood up, with a look of urgency: "I swear to God, I crossed a threshold, and when I saw that something was wrong, I hurried to find the village chief." ”

"That's right, she found me, and I was ready to go to bed at that moment. On rainy days, there is not much work to do at home, and there is no TV set, so I usually go to bed at eight o'clock. The village chief took a puff of his cigarette: "I'm not surprised to hear that it was Dr. Ma who had an accident. I'm a village chief, and I know a little bit about the things in this village. I knew that the guest who stayed in their house was Dr. Ma's sweetheart, and I had seen the picture hanging in the room where Dr. Ma slept. People are younger than they look now, but their facial features are almost the same. He was like this when I came, and I didn't dare to step forward, thinking that it was a murder case, and people died so miserably, at least they had to report the case. I called 110, and they said that they couldn't come for a while, so let's find a way to protect the scene, and I remembered you when I had a headache. You are a criminal policeman, and you live in our village, so it is right to report this matter to you. ”

"That's right, I'm in charge of that." Liang Zhijie stretched his arm: "You guys go back first, I'll look for you again if I have something." ”

The proprietress waited for this sentence, and when she heard Liang Zhijie say this, she quickly responded: "My mother-in-law is still sick, and there is a child at home, so I will go back first." ”

"Hostess." Liang Zhijie called out to her: "I want to ask you about something." ”

"What's the matter? I didn't hide this Doctor Ma or that aunt's business, I didn't hide it from your police. I've said everything I need to say, and I don't necessarily know how much I have. The proprietress dodged for a moment and lowered her voice: "Comrade policeman, can you not ask me, you better not ask me." It's also bad luck for our family, and we don't know how to live in the future, and we really don't want to be involved anymore. ”

"Boss, there's something in the words."

"No words!" The proprietress said and patted her leg: "Hey, it's nothing, on the night of the accident in the scenic spot, I saw Xiao Liu, who lived upstairs, went out." ”

"What time is it?" Liang Zhijie stood up.

"Nine o'clock, huh? I got up and closed the window and glanced at my phone. The proprietress recalled: "She didn't go far, she was at the door, and I listened to her as if she was talking to someone. ”

"Talking to whom?"

The proprietress looked into the room: "I didn't see anyone, but I heard a voice." It sounded like Dr. Ma's! ”