Han Jiangxue found two raincoats from a cardboard box, Song Yu took one raincoat and touched it with his hand, and then put it on his body.

"Let's go into the village quickly, look at the weather, a heavy rainstorm is ready to start."

Han Jiangxue closed the trunk and locked the car with the remote control, she saw Song Yu staring directly at the dense forest on the side of the road, and asked puzzledly, "What are you looking at?" ”

Song Yu shook his head and replied in a low voice, "I seem to have seen Concubine Hua just now, but it is also possible that I was wrong." ”

The two of them followed the steep mountain road and climbed the rugged Black Wind Mountain.

Before reaching the entrance of the village of Taipingzhai, torrential rain poured down from the sky, and the howling wind carried the raindrops, sweeping the entire mountain like a withering and decaying manner.

The rain was fierce, and the rain followed one after another, and white smoke rose from the ground.

Song Yu and Han Jiangxue walked with difficulty on the way into the village, and because the rain became more and more intense, the torrential rain converged into a thick rain curtain in the air, and the visibility at this time was almost less than five meters.

"Boom ......"

Dense thunder blasted over the heads of the two of them, shaking the entire mountain violently.

Fortunately, not far in front of him was the entrance of the village, and Han Jiangxue gestured to Song Yu behind him, signaling him to get ready.

Taipingzhai is the largest village in the mountainous area of Heifeng Mountain, and it is also a severely poor village in Longquan City, with a total of 30 families in the village, most of whom are left-behind families, except for a very small number of young adults who are forced to stay at home because of physical disabilities, the vast majority of the villagers choose to go out to work, and only the elderly and children are left at home to live together, and the life is very hard.

As soon as Song Yu and Han Jiangxue walked into the village, several middle-aged people in camouflage uniforms came forward with umbrellas.

"Comrade police, hello, I am Liu Branch Secretary of the Taipingzhai Village Committee."

The farmer in front of him, who called himself Liu Zhishu, looked about the same age as Zhao Shengli, but his hair had almost fallen out, and his head looked empty, looking shiny.

Han Jiangxue declined Liu Zhishu's kindness to send an umbrella, she pointed to the raincoat on her body, and said loudly: "Liu Zhishu, please take us to the deceased's house to have a look." ”

Liu Zhishu and several villagers next to him looked at each other, their expressions were very entangled.

One of the villagers, who was five big and three thick, said bravely: "Comrade policeman, are you sure you want to take advantage of this time? ”

Song Yu asked suspiciously: "Fellow countryman, do you have anything unspeakable?" ”

Liu Zhishu was entangled for a long time, and said helplessly: "Comrade policeman, the situation is like this, the three dead villagers can't put together a complete corpse, and now it is still in Yizhuang in our village, left for follow-up processing." Today, except for Chen Banxian's family to set up a mourning hall, the other two families locked the doors of the house and refused to be disturbed by outsiders. If you want to know about the situation related to the case, I suggest going to Chen Banxian's house first. ”

At this time, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, almost overshadowing people's voices, and Han Jiangxue couldn't help but raise her voice a little: "Please ask Liu Zhishu to show us the way." ”

Liu Zhishu nodded, and beckoned the other villagers: "You go and inform Chen Banxian, just say that the police comrades in the city have come to investigate the case." ”

After the villagers left, Liu Zhishu raised his hand to wipe the rain from his face, and said in a throat: "Chen Banxian's house is on the small slope not far from the right hand, you can come with me." ”

Song Yu and Han Jiangxue followed behind Liu Zhishu, stepping on the muddy muddy road with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and the splashed mud stained Song Yu's brand-new suit pants, making him frown and curse in his heart: "It's really a bad start!" ”

Climbing up a gentle slope, I saw a large white wreath placed on the side of the road from a distance, and a big word "Dian" in the middle was particularly eye-catching.

"Comrade policeman, the one at the door is Chen Banxian!"

Looking in the direction of Liu Zhishu's finger, a hunchbacked old man wearing a green cloth soap coat and sunglasses stood next to a wreath with a cane.

Liu Zhishu walked over slowly with an umbrella and said loudly to the old man: "Chen Banxian, these two are the police comrades who came from the city. ”

The hunchbacked old man glanced at Song Yu and Han Jiangxue, who were standing behind Liu Zhishu, and smiled contemptuously: "Hmph, the police are a bird!" ”

Liu Zhishu shook his head and hurriedly persuaded: "Chen Banxian, it's not easy for people to come all the way from the city, don't say this kind of frustrating words." As ordinary people, we must actively support and cooperate with the work of our police comrades. ”

Chen Banxian turned a deaf ear to Liu Zhishu's painstaking persuasion, and he deliberately took off the sunglasses he wore on the bridge of his nose, which should have been his eyes, but he could only see a large shocking lump of flesh.

"Come on in, don't let the rain catch a cold."

Chen Banxian turned around and walked back into the house, Song Yu looked at his rickety, thin back, and couldn't help but secretly think: "This old man is also a person with a story. ”

As soon as they walked to the door of the house, Song Yu and Han Jiangxue smelled a pungent smell, and when they raised their eyes, there was an offering table in the center of the living room in the house, on which stood a black and white portrait, two burning white candles on the left and right sides, and in front of the picture frame was an incense burner full of incense, and the strong smell of smoke made people almost breathless.

Out of courtesy, Song Yu and Han Jiangxue asked Chen Banxian for three sticks of incense, and after lighting them with candles, they inserted the incense sticks into the incense ashes on the edge of the incense burner like a needle.

There was a brazier on the ground in front of the offering table, and the basin was full of embers left by burning paper money, Chen Banxian squatted down, and while gently stirring the ashes in the brazier with tongs, he said to himself: "My son, you died so miserably, why do you just refuse to listen to me?" I said not to go down the mountain in the direction of Concubine Hua's grave, but you didn't listen...... Alas, if I had known this, even if I gave up this old life, I would have to fight to the end with that female ghost. ”

Liu Zhishu sighed and said with a sympathetic expression: "Chen Banxian's wife left early, and for so many years, he has brought up his son alone. Relying on his good skills in paper mounting, this day is still passable, every time people in the village do white things, what funeral supplies are needed to come to him to buy, good quality and low price. ”

Chen Banxian supported the cane with his hand, slowly stood up, and slowly sat on the sofa on the right side of the offering table with the support of others.

"Two distinguished guests have come from afar, please sit down and rest."

With the permission of the owner's family, Song Yu and Han Jiangxue took off their raincoats and put them on the shelf next to the door of the house.

After the two of them sat down, Chen Banxian opened the condolences to the villagers who were chatting in the living room, and asked them to go to the inner room to eat melon seeds and grind time.

After a while, there were only four people left in the huge living room: Chen Banxian, Song Yu, Han Jiangxue and Liu Zhishu.

At this moment, the thunder in the sky resounded incessantly, and the snow-white electric light reflected the dim living room as bright as day.

Song Yu sat beside Han Jiangxue nervously, his eyes looked at the portrait on the offering table from time to time, and for some reason, he always felt a little hairy in his heart.

Han Jiangxue took a sip of the hot tea placed on the coffee table, and said straight to the point: "Grandpa, how do you know that your son was killed by Concubine Hua?" ”

Chen Banxian lifted the teapot and added water to his cup, perhaps thinking of his son's tragic death, he put down the teapot and said with tears in his eyes: "At about two o'clock in the middle of the night last night, my son sneaked out of the house and followed Liu Dabao, Liu Erbao and Li Lao Er to the tomb of Concubine Hua to rob the grave. These stinky boys who were urged by ghosts knew the fate of Wang Jinlai and the three of them, and they dared to do such an unrighteous thing, and the end can be imagined. You must have heard about the rest of the matter, my son and Liu Dabao's brother died on the spot, Li Lao Er was lucky, he was injured and fainted, but he hasn't woken up yet...... You didn't go to the scene, you can't imagine how tragic it was. Uncle grass, it's so miserable, it's too miserable......"

Chen Banxian couldn't say it anymore, he took off his sunglasses and cried loudly, which made Han Jiangxue and Song Yu feel very uncomfortable.

After crying for more than five minutes, Chen Banxian wiped a handful of tears and snot with his hands, his mood gradually calmed down, and he continued to say: "I, Liu Zhishu and several other strong men, took advantage of the dawn to copy the guy and rushed to Concubine Hua's grave, and before I came to the vicinity of the tomb, I smelled a strong smell of blood, and the ground was scattered everywhere with the stumps and broken arms of three people and the remaining internal organs. We sent Li Lao Er home first, and then returned to the scene to clean up the bodies of my son and the three others. That scene was really miserable......"

As soon as the words fell, a gust of wind suddenly blew from outside the house, blowing the candles on the table to flicker and flicker, Song Yu glanced at the portrait unexpectedly, the photo was shrouded in a layer of parodite, under the flickering candle flame, Chen Banxian's son actually showed a strange and inexplicable smile.

Han Jiangxue also seemed to notice the change in front of her, she grabbed Song Yu's hand, leaned into his ear and whispered, "An unknown spirit has broken in!" ”