After spreading some knowledge to Ji Lanqian, Xu Nanshan thrust a Taoist book into her hand for some reason. The content in it was obscure and difficult to understand, as if it was about catching ghosts.
Qi Tiezui stamped his feet as soon as he saw it, not letting her pick it up.
She watched the two people pushing it back and forth, and finally got a little annoyed and snatched the book away. "Stop arguing. I may not be able to understand it yet. Just treat it as reading before going to bed."
Hu Yuzhi gave her a look. She had already said that these two grown men were always as childish as children when they met.
Not as stable as these two little girls who have just grown up.
Qi Tiezui also thought, yes, it's enough for her to just look at it casually, and don't really learn it.
Xu Nanshan looked at him with his arms crossed, as if looking at a clown, and said, "You should be very protective."
"What do you know? You're just a bad guy!" Mr. Ba launched a personal attack.
"You bad fortune teller!"
"It's a waste of Junci!"
"What a fortune teller!!" Xu Nanshan snorted coldly.
Hu Yuzhi didn't look at it.
When the black blind man had not returned at noon, they went to the sacrificial site as originally planned.
They drove on a bumpy dirt road for an hour before arriving at the morgue where they stayed overnight.
The wooden sign at the entrance of the village is still so conspicuous.
Xu Nanshan squinted his eyes for a few times and said, "The owner of this village is the corpse collector. He is mainly responsible for collecting the unclaimed corpses in the villages of Shiliba. However, I heard that his family seems to have been dead for two years."
Qi Tiezui suddenly opened his eyes in the passenger seat and said, "Stop the car."
Xu Nanshan stepped on the brakes and looked at the morgue through the car window. It looked like a small village with many coffins parked inside. It was so scary at noon.
Ji Lanqian also looked around and asked Qi Tiezui, "What's wrong?"
Qi Tiezui rubbed the coins in his hands repeatedly as a habit, "There's something wrong. Whose hands did Zhao Muqian's body pass through?"
Xu Nanshan was surprised, "How do you know Mr. Zhao's name?"
"We rested at Mr. Zhao's place that night, and he opened the door himself." Ji Lanqian said with a deliberately gloomy voice.
It was indeed a scene like this that night, which could scare ordinary people into fainting.
The dead man opened the door and saw paper figures dragging the corpse.
Xu Nanshan opened the car door as soon as he heard it. He had to go and see for himself.
Qi Tiezui groaned, "Xu Xiaosan'er, just listen to me for a few words. There's no need to go in again."
Xu Nanshan is a very courageous person. He carries Jun Ci who can absorb ghosts, so he naturally leaves without any worries.
Ji Lanqian asked in the car, "Are you going?"
Hu Yuzhi had already picked up his pipe, opened the car door, and said, "We're all here."
Now it’s okay, I have to go even if I don’t want to.
Qi Tiezui patted his thigh, blaming himself for being mysterious.
The four of them entered the morgue, with Xu Nanshan walking at the front. A gust of wind blew up and rolled up the paper money on the ground, which was very strange.
The door opened with a slight push. There was a layer of dust inside, and the photo on the memorial tablet in the main hall was still covered by black cloth.
Qi Tiezui spoke from behind, "San'er, isn't the paper figurine placed on the bed in the house also a rule unique to the god?"
Xu Nanshan looked at the black paper man on the bed, wearing a black Chinese tunic suit. The old man's appearance was no different from when he was alive, and his eyes were painted on. If he saw it at night, he might mistakenly think it was a living person.
"Qi Laoba, do you still remember a conjecture made by that guy Chang Dongke?" Xu Nanshan.
"The paper man will come alive if you draw eyes on it. The paper man can be used as a carrier of the soul, but the premise is that there is a very powerful warlock who can help Mr. Zhao escape the arrest of the ghosts after his death, and also make him a paper man to move his soul on it. He just became a corpse collector." Qi Tiezui's meaning was already very clear, God probably has a very powerful warlock.
But Xu Nanshan had no clue at all.
Ji Lanqian remembered the pages of the book that she had turned over. It seemed that ghosts and gods could possess people with weak auras. Today, she learned that they could also possess paper figures.
Fortunately, I didn't stay too long. I probably found out about it and started lighting incense again before leaving.
Their main purpose was to check out another sacrificial site first.
at the same time.
The blind man wandered around the market in Shenge. Since there was no photo of Zhang Qiling's face, he could only look for it aimlessly and rely on luck.
There were a lot of people gathering at a stall selling pork. The boss was a shirtless and sturdy man. He was a big pig farmer in Shiliba Village. The butcher knife in his hand could chop bones with one strike.
The black blind man thought that he would gain nothing today, so he might as well buy some meat and eat it, and put it in Ji Lanqian's account.
The aunt on the side squeezed forward and said in a loud voice, "Biaozi, this is the third time I've come to see you. It would be rude to disagree any more. The building built by the girl's house was sold by my father." The fishy one just fell in love with your helper brother. If you ask that boy again, do you really agree to marry into your family?"
Sun Biao cut the knife on the chopping board, the blade of the knife sank into the chopping board, his tone was very fierce, "Gao Matchmaker, don't ask, our Sun family has plenty of money, and we don't want to let our children get married, what's the way of the world!"
"It's not like he's your own son, he's just a helper, right?"
The tall matchmaker winked and looked weird.
"Auntie, don't say that. The daughter of the village chief of Xizhuang is willing to marry off half of the family property. That guy didn't even look at it. Which girl you introduced is so confident that she still wants to marry someone else? Haha." Behind her. A harsh voice sounded, and at first glance it was higher than that of the tall matchmaker.
The corner of the black blind man's mouth twitched, this guy, most of the people around here are all matchmakers coming to marry him?
An aunt in the crowd took the meat and left. She looked up and saw the black blind man. He had a straight body, full of muscles, and even the sunglasses on his face could not hide his handsomeness.
"Hey, this young man is not bad. Do you want to introduce you to a beautiful wife?" The aunt was very satisfied.
Master Hei declined, "Thank you, no, I just came to buy some meat."
"What a shame, what a shame, your appearance is comparable to that of the pig-killing boy."
Mr. Hei smiled awkwardly, but he didn't dare to compare. These matchmakers were crazy.
"You have to wait a while to buy meat. There is only this little left. My family will send it over right away." Sun Biao wiped the butcher's knife and said to him.
Heiye simply waited. It looked like all the pork was fresh, and the price was right.
"Your boy is quite popular." Hei Ye changed the subject.
Sun Biao snorted, "Yes, I still want my boy to marry me. I, Sun Biao, have been killing pigs for so many years, and I have never suffered such an insult."
Sun Biao is not short of money. He has raised hundreds of pigs and has long been the richest man in the village.
"Didi..."
The car whistled and everyone gave way. It was a car delivering pork.
The blind man looked back and his heart was suddenly shocked, and his pupils tightened.
Through the car window, the person sitting in the passenger seat was Zhang Qiling, who looked cold and unchanged.
