31. Chapter 31


Chapter 31

The sound of police sirens extinguished Runsheng's passion and heroism. He took out a stick of incense, lit it with a match and pressed his lips to the other end. He puffed up his cheeks and took a deep breath, feeling a sense of loneliness.

Li Zhuiyuan watched curiously, anticipating whether he could really spit out smoke rings.

The next moment, a curl of light smoke came out of Runsheng's nostrils.

He smoked it.

For a moment, Li Zhuiyuan couldn't help but start to wonder whether this was the correct way to use incense.

He understood why Runsheng was disappointed. Runsheng basically watched the TV at home, and the local county TV station liked to show gangster movies in rotation.

When I go out at night, I can always hear the sound of hacking and shooting coming from the first floor.

Runsheng took in too much at once and was affected.

In fact, most people will have such fantasies and impulses at this age. The difference is that Runsheng's physique and strength have extremely strong mobility.

Except when he first learned fortune-telling, he calculated fortunes for his grandfather and himself. After that, Li Zhuiyuan deliberately avoided doing such calculations for those close to him.

Things like fate are equivalent to a person's privacy. It would be unethical to peek at it casually, and it would also affect how we get along in daily life.

However, even if Li Zhuiyuan didn't use the algorithm to calculate, he could tell something just by glancing at Runsheng's face, because his face was very classic, the kind that could be used as a model question in textbooks.

Runsheng is the standard Seven Kills pattern, also known as the partial official pattern. It has drive, perseverance, ambition and courage, like a tiger in a cage, and is extremely fierce.

However, the Seven Killing Pattern can also be changed, and it can turn bad luck into good luck. It mainly depends on who follows you and who you are influenced by.

"Brother Runsheng, just watch those movies on TV for fun. Don't take them completely seriously, and don't really learn from them."

"Ah?" Runsheng, who was still immersed in the feeling of loss just now, was so shocked that he almost dropped the incense in his hand, "Can't you watch TV anymore?"

"That's not what I mean. You can watch TV at home, but don't really take it all in. Brother Liangliang said that in the future, this society will only become more orderly and stable. There will be no future if there is fighting and killing. ”

In ancient times, many generals had a fate like Runsheng, but now in the peaceful era, people with this kind of fate often go astray.

"Oh, okay, I will listen to you."

Runsheng scratched his head, as long as he was not allowed to watch TV, it would be fine. He was so frightened that he quickly puffed on some chewing gum to calm down his shock.

Several police cars drove to the door of Jiang's house. The one who led the team down was Tan Yunlong. Before he could show his documents to explain his purpose, people in Jiang's house opened the door and welcomed the police in.

This surprised Tan Yunlong. The real environment is not like what is shown on TV, where everyone is a hidden smiling tiger. Especially in towns and villages, the upstarts often like to be stupid even if there is no profit to be made. , I also have to stand up in front of the police and show that I am very impressive.

After entering, Tan Yunlong heard the Jiang family inside asking each other who had called the police. After explaining his purpose, Tan Yunlong was told that three days ago, Jiang Dongping, the head of the family who earned the family business, disappeared. .

At first, the family didn't feel anything unusual. After all, the Jiang family owned several entertainment properties in the town, and it was common for them to go out to socialize. It wouldn't be a surprise if they didn't come back at night. They probably slept at one of their mistresses' houses, Jiang Dongping's. The wife can also express understanding.

But yesterday was a day for the Jiang family to worship their ancestors, and the sacrifice was still made to the grandfather who personally brought up Jiang Dongping. As a result, Jiang Dongping hadn't come back yet.

They had been searching all day yesterday, and they were looking again today. When the police came to the door, they thought it was someone at home who reported him missing.

Tan Yunlong frowned slightly. His first reaction was that Jiang Dongping fled out of fear of crime, but when he looked at the reaction of Jiang's family, it didn't look like that at all. Also, since he was absconding, how could he not take care of his family property in advance?

However, he always remembered the purpose of coming here. While he ordered people to block the pond, he sent people to a nearby construction site to borrow a water pump.

The Jiang family was puzzled by this. Some people wanted to stop them, but they were stopped by the police.

Tan Yunlong remembered those who stepped forward to try to stop him.

The viewing pond dug the day after tomorrow was not too deep to begin with. After a short time of pumping, there was only a shallow puddle in it, and a large area of ​​silt was exposed.

In the center is a water tank.

Tan Yunlong walked up to it. The water tank was full, and there was a large piece of yellow-white floc in it, which looked a bit like glue and the jelly that his son liked to eat.

"Come, come and move with me."

The tank was very heavy, and the bottom was glued to the mud. Tan Yunlong and several policemen worked together to move the tank away. Then he took the shovel and pointed below:

"Dig!"

After digging less than a meter, a hand was exposed.

The surrounding police officers became excited and immediately began to control the entire Jiang family without any instructions, and no one inside was allowed to go out for the time being.

Only Tan Yunlong's eyes showed doubts, because this hand was too fresh, and it didn't look like it had been buried for a long time.

Moreover, he was wearing a gold watch on his hand, which was reflecting light in the sun. Why didn't the person who buried him just take it off?

However, at least someone was actually dug up, and he was a dead person.

Although only one hand appears, the misery before death can already be seen, because his hand reaches vertically upward, which means that his main torso is actually further down.

The fingertips of his fingers were severely damaged and his nails were severely peeled off. Although the blood had long been diluted by the wet mud, the fierce struggle for survival could still be seen.

He should have been buried alive while he was awake.

But...

Tan Yunlong handed the shovel to the policeman next to him, and kept retreating until he stopped by the pond, and began to carefully observe the environment around the pond and the removed water tank.

There are obviously no traces of recent excavation in this pond, so how was this fresh corpse buried alive in it?

When the water tank was moved earlier, the moss and vegetation at the bottom were clearly integrated with the bottom environment below. It had to be left there for many years to form. Could it be that someone moved it and then deliberately repaired it?

Tan Yunlong had heard about the restoration of cultural relics, but to restore this...it took so much effort just to kill people and hide the corpses, it would be better to just throw them into a nearby sand quarry and grind them to pieces.

"Except for the few who exhumed the corpses, no one else should enter the pond, and be careful to protect the scene."

After giving the instructions, Tan Yunlong went to the corner, squatted down, and took out his cigarette case.

The previous conversation with the kid named Li Zhuiyuan came to mind.

The conversation was very brief, and the child almost finished the report about the crime in one sentence. What really surprised Tan Yunlong was when he asked him why he specifically asked him to report the crime.

The child said: Because I know you will not cause trouble in my life.

"Heh."

Tan Yunlong blew out a smoke ring. The usual suspects sitting in front of him would deliberately avoid his sight, but the child could look at him calmly and dare to take the initiative in the conversation in front of him.

"Team Tan, there is a problem."

"What's wrong?"

"This corpse is not easy to dig out. It is sinking."

Tan Yunlong immediately put out his cigarette, threw it out of the fence, and then walked into the pond to observe the condition of the body.

On top of the original foundation, another meter was dug down, but the only part of the body that was exposed was still the hand.

Tan Yunlong took the shovel again and joined in the digging himself.

Digging and digging, indeed, the body was sinking, as if there was a drain below.

But it shouldn't be. This is a pond dug the day after tomorrow. If the scene is like this down there, how does it usually store water? There is no pump to replenish water at this pond.

"Use a rope."

The rope was looped, swung down, and wrapped around the corpse's wrist. He pulled it up and tightened it immediately. Tan Yunlong called another police officer to pull with him, but he couldn't pull it at all.

It seemed as if there was a force below that was also tugging on the body, competing with itself.

If you continue to increase the force, it is likely to cause damage to the body.

"Team Tan, call for an excavator."

"Then the scene cannot be protected at all." Tan Yunlong immediately shook his head and objected, "And the body is so deep. If the machine digs it, it will inevitably damage the body. You can dig it again and take a look."

Several police officers dug for a while, but still couldn't do anything. If you dig one meter along the edge of the body, the body will shrink one meter into the mud below. It seems that the mud nearby is relatively dry, but even so , the body actually continued to shrink down.

At the same time, the police officers digging below will also be in danger. If they don't know when their feet are empty, they will be suffocated by the surrounding mud.

At this time, an elderly police officer silently walked up to Tan Yunlong and whispered: "Team Tan, there is a bit of evil."

"Brother Sun, what can you do?"

"Why don't you try finding someone to retrieve the body? They may have their own way of retrieving the body while ensuring it is well preserved."

"Does anyone recommend it?"

"In Siyuan Village, Shinan, there is a relatively famous person named Li."

"Call the people at the station. Don't wear police uniforms. Go and invite them over. Let them know in advance and ask them if they can stop making such a big scene."

"Hey, I understand."

"Forget it, I'll go fight."

"Okay, Captain Tan." The old policeman was relieved. The impact of this matter was not good. He was just making a suggestion and didn't want to be responsible for it himself.

Tan Yunlong patted him on the shoulder, walked to the police car, took out the walkie-talkie, and stated the request. After finishing speaking, he leaned against the car door and lit a cigarette again:

"Oh, I can only wait."

……

"Xiaoyuan, how long do we have to wait?"

"I don't know."

"Why is it so slow? I think they have been digging for a long time."

The tricycle was parked on a slope, a bit condescending, and the Jiang family's courtyard wall was sealed with an iron fence, which did not block the view, so although the two were a bit far away, they could still roughly see what was going on inside.

"You must have run into some trouble."

There was a "gurgling" sound in my ears.

Li Zhuiyuan looked over and Runsheng lowered his head in embarrassment. He was hungry.

Although he has been eating fragrant food intermittently, to him, fragrant food is just green onions for eating. I have never heard of anyone who can eat green onions every day.

Li Zhuiyuan took out the money his grandfather had given him this morning and handed it to Runsheng: "Brother, there is a canteen on the road ahead. Go there and buy some food."

"Ah, what a waste." Runsheng shook his head, "Those things are just for tasting, how can they really be used for food."

"Buy some first to cushion your hunger."

"Then I ride to the Zhenji restaurant to buy some food?"

"That's too far. We have to stay here to ensure that those two things will come over or go out."

"That's right. Then I'll buy some. Xiaoyuan, what do you want to eat?"

"I can do anything, just buy what you like."

"Then you wait for me here, I'll be right back."

Runsheng took the money and started running without even riding a bike.

Not long after, Runsheng came back with several bags of instant noodles and biscuits.

"Here, Xiaoyuan, the change."

"Why don't you buy more?"

"I don't want to give it up. It's just these things. It would be much better if I could just buy rice and noodles."

Li Zhuiyuan just ate a few biscuits. He had a late breakfast and was not too hungry yet. Runsheng had gone to work in the fields in the morning, so he had to eat first.

After all, Runsheng was his biggest supporter, but he couldn't have all the fine utensils ready, but the people who used them were hungry and couldn't perform their best.

After finishing everything, Runsheng gathered up all the seasoning packets in the instant noodles.

Li Zhuiyuan was still confused before. Although the current conditions do not allow cooking or soaking, if you pour the seasoning packet into it and then crush the instant noodles and shake them, it will be more delicious if you eat them dry, right?

Runsheng didn't put it away, but ate the instant noodles as a whole piece of bread.

Now, Runsheng tore open a seasoning packet, poured the seasoning powder inside into his palm, then stuck out his tongue and took a small lick into his palm.

Then, he continued to pour the seasoning packet while licking it. He had a satisfied look on his face, probably enjoying this way of eating.

Seeing Li Zhuiyuan looking at him, Runsheng asked with a smile: "Xiaoyuan, would you like to reach out and have some too, it's delicious!"

"Oh, okay."

Li Zhuiyuan stretched out his hand and asked Runsheng to pour some into his palm, and then licked it lightly and tasted it carefully.

Sure enough...

It has a strong smell of instant noodle seasoning packets.

"Hehe, that's great. In the past, everyone had to share a packet of ingredients to lick each other, but now I eat it alone."

During this period, children had less daily snacks, so seasoning packets gradually became popular as a way of eating, which is both delicious and fun.

Li Zhuiyuan touched the change in his pocket that Runsheng had handed to him before. Although the old carpenter did not ask for processing fees, it consumed the grandfather's face and favor and could only be used once.

Moreover, the subsequent material and test costs, including possible subsequent use losses... are far from enough to support with pocket money.

It seems that I have to think of some way to make some money.

"Brother Runsheng, do you know where there are people playing cards?"

"Playing cards? My father plays them. He likes to play golden flowers. There are several fixed card games in the village. If you go there, you can play on the table."

"How's the fight, Uncle Shan?"

Upon hearing this question, Runsheng suddenly felt a little embarrassed and whispered:

"We were able to eat dry food at night, but when he went to play cards, the two of us couldn't even get enough water to eat at night."

Li Zhuiyuan remembered that his uncle seemed to have said that Mr. Shan always lost money playing cards.

"Brother Runsheng, do you want to go back and see Uncle Shan?"

"Think."

"Then I will go to Xiting with you tomorrow to visit Uncle Shan."

"Okay!"

Runsheng stood up happily, stretching and looking around. Soon, he stopped laughing and pointed at the motorcycle approaching in the distance:

"Well, Xiaoyuan, does the man sitting on the back of the motorcycle look like your grandfather?"

"That's the master."

Li Sanjiang was sitting on the back seat of the motorcycle, holding a package between him and the driver. There was another package tied to the back of the motorcycle, and he was holding one in each hand.

The howling wind blew, and his arms were shaking from exhaustion.

If the government sends someone to invite you, you have to go no matter what, otherwise you won't have the confidence to hold the plaque next time.

Unfortunately, my mule went out for a walk today. What's even more unfortunate is that the mule also took the tricycle away.

"Comrade, stop for a moment, stop for a moment."

When the motorcycle stopped, Li Sanjiang looked at Li Zhuiyuan and Runsheng standing on the roadside and asked in surprise:

"Why are you two here?"

Li Zhuiyuan replied: "Just like you, I was found."

"What?" Li Sanjiang was stunned for a moment, and without thinking any more, he threw the things in his hand to Runsheng, "Let's go."

Li Zhuiyuan didn't expect that he would be able to enter the Jiang family yard now.

As soon as he came in, he felt the gaze from Tan Yunlong, and Li Zhuiyuan deliberately avoided it.

Unexpectedly, Tan Yunlong actually came over on his own initiative, bent down, hugged himself, pretending to caress the child, put his mouth to his ear and whispered:

"You reported the crime to get a job for yourself?"

“Then it’s too hard to make money.”

"Hehehe." Tan Yunlong smiled and touched Li Zhuiyuan's head, and looked at Li Sanjiang, "Uncle, please come here if you are tired. Don't worry, I will pay for the labor."

"No, no, no." Li Sanjiang waved his hands hurriedly, "It's too foreign, isn't it? This is what I should do, the police and the people are in a different situation."

"What kind of business is this? We would be very grateful if you are willing to cooperate with us."

"Is the person in the pond?"

"Yes, take a look first." Tan Yunlong walked with Li Sanjiang towards the pond and whispered, "Uncle, I just need to trouble you to keep the scene a little quieter when you do things later."
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"The comrade who sent me here has already said it, don't worry, I know."

"Please understand."

"Understand, understand."

Of course he knew why. After all, it wouldn't be good for people in police uniforms to be too close to feudal superstitions. When he fished Big Beard and his son in Big Beard's fish pond last time, the police who came were all police cars on the way back. Waiting.

Everyone cooperates when it is time to cooperate, and pays attention to propriety when it is time to do so.

Li Sanjiang shouted to Runsheng: "Marquis Runsheng, you copycat!"

Runsheng hesitated and did not move, turning to look at Li Zhuiyuan who had secretly stood at the edge of the pit and looked down.

After seeing the hand below, Li Zhuiyuan looked puzzled. Why is this hand so fresh?

According to Brother Bao, he was the one who helped bury Jiang Dongping's body here. It has been like this for a while, it can even be said that it has been several years.

This is the bottom of the pond, which is already moist. The bones must have rotted very quickly. How can you still see clear skin and flesh?

Either this body is not the old Zhou who was killed, or there is something wrong with the current old Zhou.

"Marquis Runsheng, why are you standing there stupidly, you copycat."

Li Zhuiyuan came back to his senses and looked at Runsheng: "Brother Runsheng, take the good guy."

Just to be on the safe side, use your own.

"Hey!"

Runsheng responded, immediately peeled off the plastic sheet on the tricycle, and brought over a new set of equipment.

Li Sanjiang looked at the things of these new guys who looked like him but were not him with some confusion, but with the police around him watching, it was inconvenient for him to ask any more questions. Anyway, the new ones and the old ones were all the same to him.

"Master, let Brother Runsheng come first. If Brother Runsheng can't fish it out, it means that Uncle Shan doesn't have the level to teach his disciples. Then you can teach him well."

"Well, okay."

Li Sanjiang felt that what Xiao Yuanhou said was reasonable.

Runsheng took the utensils and placed them beside the pit, with eagerness to try written all over his face.

Li Sanjiang found a small wooden stool and placed simple tributes on it. He even brought two white candles that were almost burning to the end.

He did listen to the request of the police comrades and not to make a big scene, so he kept everything small.

Lighting wax and burning paper, Li Sanjiang muttered words and began to circle around the pothole.

All around, the young policemen looked at him curiously, while the older policemen quietly backed away.

Tan Yunlong looked around. The old Jiang family's house was large, so it was naturally relatively remote. There were not many residential houses nearby. In addition, due to the Jiang family's notorious nature, not many villagers dared to come and see his house at this time. , there were only a dozen or so people standing outside the fence, half of them came down to watch the excitement when they saw the police car parked here while passing by.

As for the Jiang family, Tan Yunlong had asked them all to be brought into the house to take notes.

It was quite quiet around here, so not many people would see me gossiping.

After Li Sanjiang finished the ceremony, he took out two beer bottles blocked with cloth strips from a package, which contained red liquid.

Upon seeing this, Tan Yunlong immediately stepped forward to stop him: "Uncle, what are you going to do?"

"Black dog blood, let him get rid of the evil first. This thing can't be dug out and shrinks in. This is resentment."

"Can you not splash it?"

"Don't splash?"

"If this is poured over, the body will be impossible to see."

"Then let me give it a try, Runsheng. It's time to take action. Let's see if the mountain cannon can teach you any real skills."

With that said, Li Sanjiang placed the two bottles of mixed pig blood in his hand on the ground.

In order to show his status as a master chef, he deliberately took a few steps outside, took out a cigarette, and wanted to light one to put on airs.

A police officer nearby reminded: "Uncle, smoke farther away. We will have to conduct a physical evidence search here later."

"Oh, okay." Li Sanjiang hesitated for a moment, but in the end he was putting on airs. He could only walk to the corner with the cigarette. When he touched his pocket, he found that he had gone out in a hurry and didn't bring any matches, so he had to ask someone to borrow them. . So now, the only ones standing by the pothole are Li Zhuiyuan, Runsheng and Tan Yunlong.

"Officer Tan, is the body shrinking?"

"Well, yes, the more we dug down, the more it sank."

"Officer Tan, can you ask someone to remove the vat containing 'Tai Sui'?"

"That's important evidence and needs to be brought back to the institute for inspection."

"I'm not telling you to throw it away, just ask someone to move it outside the door, not within the scope of this house."

"Are there any taboos?"

"Yeah."

"Okay." Tan Yunlong immediately ordered several policemen outside to move the vat outside the door.

Li Zhuiyuan nodded. In this way, the cause and effect between himself, Brother Bao and Zhao Xing was completed. The next step was to simply settle accounts.

Officer Tan turned around and saw the boy taking out a simple wooden compass. Tan Yunlong felt that even the small vendors selling inferior toys would not buy such toys because they were too ugly and could not be sold.

The boy first adjusted his standing direction, then stared at the compass in his hand and turned around in a circle. After standing still, he recited some numbers silently.

Tan Yunlong listened carefully, thinking he was about to recite some mantra, but all he heard were numbers.

Mental arithmetic correction completed,

Li Zhuiyuan lowered his head and looked into the pit, pointing to Runsheng beside him: "Use the Yellow River shovel to dig out a small, downward-sloping pit at each of these six locations: here, here, and here..." ”

"Okay!"

Runsheng took the Yellow River shovel and dug into the pit without looking at the position of his hand. Instead, he followed Li Zhuiyuan's instructions and dug six pits on the surrounding side walls.

Li Zhuiyuan nodded. These six pits were actually meant to break the miasma and disrupt the corpse's "sense of direction" so that it would lose its sense of proportion when it was frightened and tried to escape.

There is a description of this type of corpse in "Jianghu Zhiguailu", which means that they have the ability similar to razor clams and can drill holes in the soil and sand.

But strictly speaking, this kind of corpse is not considered dead. Wei Zhengdao specially marked: There must be something fishy near the corpse.

Li Zhuiyuan took out the ink pad box, pressed it hard with his index finger, and then traced the seven-star hook. Each time the hook was opened, he added red seals in turn. He did not throw the seven-star hook into the pit until all seven sections were opened.

"Brother Runsheng, between you and the corpse, lower the hook and seal the road!"

"Understood!"

Runsheng caught the hook and followed the instructions, inserting the seven-star hook between himself and the hand.

Soon, only the top end of the seven-star hook was left outside. Runsheng pressed his palm there and started to rotate, and a "click-click" sound was heard from the ground.

So far, the body has not continued to drill down because it has not touched the hand.

Li Zhuiyuan pressed all five fingers on the ink pad, quickly grabbed the soul-returning basket and the homecoming net, and then threw them into the pit.

"Build the basket in front and put the net in the back."

"Okay!" Runsheng just took the thing, and then he was confused again and asked, "Xiaoyuan, where is the front of the body?"

"The palm of your hand is facing forward."

"Understood!"

Runsheng laid out the soul-returning basket in front of his palm. The opening of this basket seemed very narrow and shallow at first glance, but after the buckle was untied, the opening and depth could be retracted and retracted on its own, and it was extremely tough.

As for the soul-returning net, it was covered by Runsheng in the direction of the back of the hand. The net area was so large that it almost even covered the pit wall on that side.

Li Zhuiyuan picked up the Luosheng umbrella and said to Runsheng: "Brother Runsheng, catch me."

After saying that, he jumped into the pit, and Tan Yunlong next to him had no time to stop him.

Runsheng took it very steadily. When Li Zhuiyuan stood still, he lowered his head and looked at the hand closely. Then he took out a piece of talisman paper he drew from his pocket.

The preparation work has been completed, and now he wants to do some private tests, such as the talisman paper he drew.

There are not many specific descriptions of the talismans in "The Record of the Righteous Way to Conquer Demons". It just lists a few conditions that must be met. It is a bit like mastering certain course knowledge points before you want to learn this knowledge.

Li Zhuiyuan did not meet any of the rigid conditions. He simply followed the pattern of the talisman paper in the book and concentrated on drawing it all by himself.

Although I know that there is a high probability that it will be useless, but... what if?

This distance was just right. Li Zhuiyuan let go of the talisman paper above his palm, and the talisman paper slowly fell. When he was about to touch the hand, the fingers of that hand suddenly opened and he suddenly grasped the talisman paper. live!

The talisman turned black instantly.

"Xiaoyuan!" This sudden change made Runsheng immediately protect Xiaoyuan behind him.

Li Zhuiyuan was a little helpless. The other party not only ignored the threat of his talisman, but also took the initiative to provoke him.

"Brother Runsheng, pry it out."

"Okay!"

Runsheng grabbed one end of the seven-star hook with both hands, squatted down, and began to press down hard.

The hand began to move, and the soil beneath it began to crack rapidly, but this time it did not continue to sink downwards, but kept changing directions forward, backward, left, and right, like a headless fly stumbling around.

Runsheng continued to exert more force. He clenched his teeth, and the veins in his arms were exposed. His feet were sunken, and the soil reached his ankles.

Li Zhuiyuan had to sigh in his heart. Sure enough, retrieving corpses was a manual job.

Look at Uncle Qin that night, and look at Runsheng now. Without a strong body, even if you have the best equipment, you won't be able to perform well.

Fortunately, I am still young and can still practice slowly.

After a lot of effort, it was obvious that the corpse could no longer hold up. Suddenly, a large amount of earth wrapped in black mist sprayed out from the ground.

Li Zhuiyuan immediately held up the Luosheng umbrella and blocked it in front of himself and Runsheng. The umbrella body vibrated. Li Zhuiyuan felt that his hands were numb, but he continued to hold it.

After noticing a faint black mist appearing around him, Li Zhuiyuan took out his Sanqing fan, pressed the secret button, and the fan flapped, and white incense ash floated out from the fan.

For a moment, there seemed to be a slight smell of burning coal in the air.

"Come out!" Runsheng roared, "Xiaoyuan, back off!"

Li Zhuiyuan immediately retracted his umbrella and retreated. A hole opened in the ground in front of him, and a body wearing pajamas was pried out. Under the body was a seven-star hook. Each section of the seven-star hook had external extensions, like clasps. The body was immobilized.

The corpse seemed to be motionless, but in a daze, it seemed to be moving forward quickly. After getting into the soul-returning basket, the basket quickly expanded and stretched. The corpse fell backwards and fell into the homecoming net. The grid was rolled up and wrapped around it.

Immediately, the body fell silent.

Li Zhuiyuan breathed a sigh of relief and asked: "Brother Runsheng, did the body move on its own just now, or were you pulling it with the seven-star hook?"

"The body didn't seem to be moving, but its weight became very heavy and very light. I was almost distracted by it."

"Then the corpse is not moving, this corpse is not dead."

After the body came out, a small pit deep for one person appeared on the spot. Li Zhuiyuan walked to the edge and looked down, and saw two pairs of skeletal hands exposed on the wall of the pit.

Below, there are two corpses turned into bones!

It seems that the old Zhou who Brother Bao helped to bury was not the first person killed by Jiang Dongping and buried here to raise Tai Sui.

Looking carefully at the position and opening of the two pairs of skeletal hands, Li Zhuiyuan made a gesture with his own hands.

"Xiaoyuan, why are there bones down here?"

"Brother Runsheng, the reason why this corpse keeps going down is because these two hands are holding it and not letting it go."

"What about now? Can you still move?"

Li Zhuiyuan shook his head: "It's not that he fell to death, he was just sinister and dissipated when he saw the light."

Only in locations where no one can see the sun and where the sun doesn't shine can this kind of evil spirit move and do something.

For example, when many people go to bed at night, they will hear rustling sounds from the roof or downstairs, or from other rooms in the house.

Sometimes, it is not the neighbors upstairs or downstairs or the mice in the house, but the evil in the house.

But when you muster up the courage and turn on the light to check, you will find that there is nothing. The evil spirit will not let you see it. If you see it, it will be gone.

Most of the evil spirits can only make a little noise, which is not harmful. Some more powerful evil spirits will come to your bedroom and come to you when you are sleeping. There is a very small chance that it will cause a ghost on the bed.

Runsheng said with emotion: "These three people are buried here, and they have buried their feelings. Are you reluctant to let the other one go?"

Li Zhuiyuan glanced at the body wrapped in the homecoming net and said:

"I suspect this body is not that of the victim."

"Ah, who is that?"

"What is the antonym of victim?"

"What is it?"

"Brother Runsheng, please lift me up. I don't want to get up and dirty my clothes."

"Okay."

Li Zhuiyuan was lifted up, and Tan Yunlong above him reached out to pick up Li Zhuiyuan.

"What happened down there just now?" Tan Yunlong couldn't help but ask immediately.

As soon as he was on top, suddenly mud splashed down below and his vision became blurry. Then he seemed to see a big rat coming out. After a few grunts, when his vision returned, he saw a corpse wrapped in the net.

"Hey!"

At this time, Runsheng was holding the net wrapped with the body in one hand and grabbing the slope with the other hand, and came up easily.

Tan Yunlong's eyes widened. The strength to lift a "big living person" like a chicken was really scary.

After putting the body on the ground, Runsheng quickly untied the net, put away the basket, then turned around and jumped back into the pit, picked up the Yellow River shovel and the seven-star hook, and packed them up again.

This set of things was so useful that he decided to farm it for Uncle Sanjiang. When he saved enough money, he asked Xiaoyuan to build a set for himself. He wanted it to be a family heirloom.

Tan Yunlong took out his gloves from his pocket and put them on. He squatted down and gently brushed the mud from the eyes, ears, mouth and nose of the corpse's face, and then his expression became solemn.

Li Zhuiyuan asked: "Is it Jiang Dongping?"

Tan Yunlong raised his head and looked at the boy in surprise: "Have you known this for a long time?"

Li Zhuiyuan shook his head: "No, I just knew it. There are two bones down here. Uncle Tan, please ask people to continue digging. It will be easy to dig out."

The only one who can be held tightly by the two victims and let them sink under the mud with the two of them is the perpetrator.

"I understand, thank you, Xiaoyuan."

"Can you give me a piece of Tai Sui meat to express your gratitude?"

"What do you want that for?"

"Uncle Tan, you know, children are always very curious."

Tan Yunlong took out a small plastic bag from his pocket, which contained a piece of jelly-like substance. He leaned closer to block the outside view, and then stuffed the small bag into Li Zhuiyuan's pocket.

"Promise me not to eat it, it may be poisonous."

"I can't, but Uncle Tan, you are so refreshing."

"There's still a big lump in the tank. It's okay to give you a piece."

"What, it's already been fished out?" Li Sanjiang had just smoked a cigarette, and when he saw that the work was done, he could only say bitterly, "It seems that the mountain gunnery disciples still have a few tricks up their sleeves."


"Master, Brother Runsheng and I will ride a tricycle back first."

"Since the matter is over, I will go with you. Sitting on the motorcycle makes my butt hurt."

"Master, you can't leave. Officer Tan wants you to stay and help check the body. The body has been soaked in mud and water. You have experience."

Tan Yunlong looked at Li Zhuiyuan with some confusion. The autopsy was performed by a professional forensic doctor.

However, he still took off his gloves and grabbed Li Sanjiang's hand: "Yes, uncle, you stay here and help us analyze it together. After everything is done, I will drive you home."

"That's it."

"Master, let's go first."

"Be careful on the road, you two, Runshenghou, ride slowly, don't break my Xiaoyuanhou."

Runsheng walked out of the door carrying the utensils and placed the things flatly on the tricycle. After putting them away, he couldn't help but reach out and touch them.

"Xiaoyuan, wait until I save enough money..."

"Brother Runsheng, don't move too much. Take a sneak peek at the small slope we stayed at before."

Runsheng pretended to continue packing things, and glanced out of the corner of his eye and found two people standing there, who looked a bit familiar.

"I seem to have seen them somewhere?"

"In the video room, those four guys with loud voices."

Their boss, the man in a suit, has been arrested and served a crime. Unfortunately, the man in a suit is still in the development and distribution stage. He himself has not been able to get the goods, and he has not yet had time to assign tasks to his three subordinates.

So those three bastards were detained for one day and then released after receiving education.

"They also live nearby and come to watch the fun?"

"Isn't Shigang more lively and fun than Shinan? Do people who live in Shigang want to go to Shinan to watch videos? Brother Runsheng, look at their feet again."

Runsheng pretended to glance casually again, and then lowered his head again: "Xiaoyuan, their feet are standing on tiptoes!"

"They are here. They finally appeared. The target we are really looking for this time."

Runsheng silently grabbed the Yellow River shovel and said: "I will rush over now and blow their heads off!"

"Brother Runsheng..."

"Don't worry, Xiao Yuan, they definitely can't run as fast as me, not to mention they have to run on tiptoe."

"Brother Runsheng, there are so many policemen nearby."

"Ah..."

"The gangsters in Hong Kong movies are not as rampant as you."

"I was wrong, Xiaoyuan."

"Let's get on the bus first and ride in the opposite direction."

"Listen to you."

Li Zhuiyuan got on the tricycle, and Runsheng rode in the other direction. After riding for a distance, he turned and entered behind another residential building.

"Brother Runsheng, come on, put this homecoming net on us so they can't see us."

Runsheng's eyes lit up: "What purpose does this thing have?"

"Well, how else could I tie him up? He's so strong that a normal net would break if they try hard to break it. Only the net they can't see can't break free."

"Really, Xiaoyuan, the things in my master's house, compared with what you have on hand, can be sold to a scrap collector."

"Don't worry, I will make one for you in the future."

"Um...it's expensive, isn't it?"

"It's okay. I'll go see Uncle Shan tomorrow, and then I should have money."

"My father has no money. If rice and noodles were not sold well in the village, I'm afraid we might not even be able to eat when we go home tomorrow."

"Let's talk tomorrow. Let's go after those two first."

"It's done."

Just like that, Runsheng began to pedal the tricycle with all his strength again. When some cars and pedestrians on the road missed them, they all looked at the tricycle wrapped in a net and the two people inside in amazement.

After riding to the spot, Runsheng said doubtfully: "No, the person is missing."

"In front, they walked towards the river."

Sure enough, the figures of the two people appeared by the river, and they were walking down the river.

"Should I ride on?"

"Ride on the road first, follow them from a distance, and find a secluded place with few people before attacking."

Next, the two people were walking by the river, with Li Zhuiyuan and Runsheng following them on the road.

They gradually moved toward the remote location and turned onto the trail.

"Do you want to do it, Xiaoyuan?"

"Wait a minute and see where they are going. Those two are just puppets, and there are people controlling them behind the scenes."

"Isn't the person who controls them the one named Jiang?"

"The man named Jiang himself was buried in the pond. Who do you think buried him?"

"Xiao Yuan, what do you mean..."

"I suspect that one of the three people buried by Jiang Dongping has become dead."

Li Zhuiyuan took out the bag of Tai Sui meat that Officer Tan gave him and continued: "There must be something wrong with this Tai Sui."

Death is not so easy to become, especially this kind of death that can control ghosts is already a very rare level.

Even through the plastic bag, I can smell the fishy smell of Tai Sui meat. I don’t know how anyone dares to take this as a supplement.

The sky is getting darker and it's dusk.

The two men walked into a graveyard.

Runsheng picked up the utensils and continued to hide under the net with Li Zhuiyuan, following them on tiptoe.

Finally, the two men stopped in front of a tombstone. With a "pop" sound, they knelt down facing the tombstone in front of them.

Li Zhuiyuan and Runsheng were wrapped in homecoming nets and hiding behind a tombstone in front of them. One was on the left and the other on the right. They stuck their heads out from behind the tombstone and observed them with great caution.

However, the two people kept kneeling there, motionless, for a long time, and the sky gradually became dark.

Runsheng looked at Li Zhuiyuan with a puzzled expression: What are they doing?

Li Zhuiyuan shrugged: I don't know either.

Runsheng pointed around, then pointed at the Yellow River shovel in his hand: It's very quiet here, there is no one around, you can shoot them to death.

Li Zhuiyuan waved his hand to refuse, and then pointed at Runsheng's arm. Runsheng didn't understand, but when he saw Li Zhuiyuan leaning his head over, he still raised his arms to make him lean more comfortably.

No matter what, there must be a reason for Xiaoyuan to do this.

After a while, the two people kneeling in front of the tombstone remained motionless, as did Xiao Yuan, who rested his head on his arm.

Runsheng finally couldn't help it anymore. He turned his head to look at Xiaoyuan and found that Xiaoyuan had his eyes closed and was breathing evenly. Runsheng was stunned:

Xiaoyuan actually fell asleep?

Li Zhuiyuan didn't really fall asleep, he just tried hard to take a nap, and then while he was half asleep and half awake, he heard the shrill wailing and desperate begging for mercy. These were the voices of Brother Bao and Zhao Xing.

He knew he was in the right state.

Opening his eyes, Li Zhuiyuan found that Runsheng, who was leaning on him, was gone. This was normal. Runsheng had not entered his dream.

The wailing and begging for mercy continued, and they seemed to be suffering extremely horrific torture.

This is not surprising. When Brother Bao and Zhao Xing came to the banquet last time to find the master, from their request, they did not know that Jiang Dongping had been buried alive, nor did they know that the person who really controlled them was actually a former The victim was the one named Zhou who was buried alive by Brother Bao himself.

Li Zhuiyuan slowly and cautiously poked his head out from the tombstone in front of him. Where the two people were kneeling, they could no longer be seen. Like Runsheng, they did not exist in this dream.

Moving his eyes further, Li Zhuiyuan saw Brother Bao and Zhao Xing kneeling on the ground, their bodies cracking and peeling.

In an instant, Li Zhuiyuan was stunned and his whole body was cold.

Because they couldn't see the dirty things before, he and Runsheng took it for granted that the two men were kneeling towards the tombstone in front of them.

But in fact, those two people were just carriers of the possession. They were actually the "shoes" that were taken off after being used to get here.

When the shoes are not worn on the feet, the direction in which the toes of the shoes are facing no longer represents the direction in which the person is facing.

Now, the direction where Brother Bao and Zhao Xing were kneeling and wailing was the tombstone in front of them!

But he and Runsheng had been hiding behind this tombstone for a long time.

Li Zhuiyuan slowly lowered his head. He saw a very long shadow extending out from under his feet. Obviously, he was not that tall, so this shadow could not be his.

So,

it,

He has always been standing behind himself and Runsheng.

(End of chapter)

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