As soon as I saw this posture, I knew something was going to happen.
But this is the job of a corpse stitcher, so I can’t say anything.
Moreover, even if something went wrong in this situation, it would definitely be on the body of the corpse stitcher first.
When the old man suffers a loss, he will probably believe what I say.
After dinner in the evening, most of the people in the village who came to help dispersed, leaving only a few young people helping to keep watch in the mourning hall.
The customs in their place are similar to those in our place. Young people from the village come to watch the deceased. As for the family members, they can no longer stay in the mourning hall at night.
Among the few young people who stayed to watch the funeral, Niu Laosi was also among them.
I think the main reason why he stayed was probably because he wanted to stay with me. After all, he invited me over to his home where he was helping cattle plow the fields.
The young people had already started to make arrangements to play cards and drink. Niu Laosi was making a pot of tea by the stove and chatting with me while drinking.
Unknowingly, the night was already deep.
At this moment, a young man suddenly walked in from outside.
At first I thought it was someone keeping vigil in the village, so I didn’t pay much attention.
But after the young man put on the incense stick, he walked straight to the body, and then looked straight at the body lying on the ground, with an indescribably complicated expression on his face.
"Pomegranate, go back to bed quickly and don't wander around here."
Niu Laosi shouted quickly.
Only then did I realize that this lost young man was the deceased’s brother Shiliu and the murderer.
But looking at his appearance, it didn't feel like the reaction a murderer should have.
I guess he was just impulsive and regretted it now.
"I didn't do this."
Pomegranate suddenly turned around, looked at us and said loudly.
At this time, everyone was stunned, including the young people playing cards. They also stopped their entertainment and looked at Pomegranate differently.
"None of this matters anymore. Go back to bed and don't think about it."
Niu Laosi said and stood up directly, going forward to pull the pomegranate.
But at this moment, Pomegranate suddenly fell to her knees and cried bitterly.
And while he was crying, he was still saying, "It's really not me. I don't know what happened at all? Why is it me..."
When Niu Laosi saw this posture, he was about to go up and pull the pomegranate, but I stopped him.
Because I can see that Pomegranate is not showing off, nor is he trying to excuse himself. He seems to really not know what is going on?
If this is the case, then this matter is obviously not a simple murder for love.
"I know it's not you."
I stepped forward and patted Pomegranate on the shoulder and said.
"You...how do you know?"
Pomegranate suddenly raised his head and looked at me in disbelief.
"Because I am a Feng Shui master and can see things that you ordinary people cannot see."
I said somewhat inscrutably.
"Really...really? Then who killed my brother?"
Pomegranate looked at me with wide eyes.
It seemed like he completely believed my nonsense.
"I don't know this yet, but if you can tell me what happened from beginning to end, I might be able to guess something."
I said, patting Shiliu on the shoulder, pulling him up from the ground, and then pulling him directly out of the mourning hall.
Niu Laosi also quickly followed.
It was so dark in the yard at this time that we couldn't see anything clearly. Even if we were face to face, we could only see the general outline of each other.
I lit a cigarette and sat down on the verandah.
Cigarette butts flickered on and off in the darkness.
Pomegranate hesitated and sat next to me.
Niu Laosi squatted on the other side of me, lit a cigarette, and then looked at me and Pomegranate with some confusion.
In fact, I couldn't see his face clearly, but I could feel that he was confused.
Pomegranate also lit a cigarette, then looked at the dark night sky and said: "They all said that I killed my brother, but I don't know what happened? I just woke up this morning and found myself full of He was covered in blood, and the blood-stained ax was placed on the threshold of my door.”
"You mean you killed your brother while he was sleeping?"
I looked at Pomegranate with a little surprise.
"I didn't kill him. I don't even know what happened?"
Pomegranate quickly retorted.
"Then why does everyone say you killed him?"
I asked with a frown.
"Because...because the ax was in my house and I was covered in blood, they all thought I killed my brother."
Pomegranate was stunned for a moment and said quickly.
"That's who you killed. The evidence doesn't lie."
I shook my head and said thoughtfully.
"But you killed your brother while he was asleep, which means you must have been sleepwalking. Sleepwalking kills people."
"Sleepwalking? I...I never sleepwalk, let alone kill people, I..."
Pomegranate opened her mouth, but she didn't know what to say at all.
I think it would be difficult for anyone else to accept this kind of thing.
After all, who would believe that he could kill someone while sleepwalking and unconscious?
But it happens that the evidence is solid, and there is no way to explain it clearly.
"Mr. Li, can this person really sleepwalk and kill people? Why does such a thing happen?"
Niu Laosi also asked me looking at me with a look of disbelief on his face.
"It's hard to say."
I shook my head, thought for a while and said: "Sleepwalking is generally a person's body moving in an unconscious state, but this kind of activity may be limited to walking around the house, or it may be driven by the subconscious to do something about yourself. I’ve always had my heart set on something I want to do, but the possibility of killing someone is very slim.”
As I said this, I asked Pomegranate, "Have you ever thought about killing your brother before?"
"Of course not, how could it be possible? Why would I kill my brother?"
Pomegranate quickly shook her head in denial.
"But they all said that your brother was having an affair with your wife. You had been cuckolded for a long time, so you suddenly broke out and killed your brother."
I looked at him and said thoughtfully.
"It's nothing wrong with them to fart. It's just because my wife is beautiful, so the people in the village made it up and spread rumors. My wife has never cuckolded me."
Pomegranate said angrily.
When I look at him like this, it doesn't look like he's telling lies.
No matter whether his brother had an affair with his wife or not, at least he believed that his wife was not cheating on her.
If that was the case, then there would be no reason for him to kill his brother.
But the evidence doesn't lie.
So obviously, he really killed his brother while sleepwalking and unconscious.
This is a little weird. How could a person sleepwalk and kill someone? And he also killed his own brother?
It seems that this is obviously a supernatural incident rather than a simple emotional murder.
