"Have you cleaned up your house since your lover left?"
"Jingzhai?"
His fat head shook like a rattle: "No."
I couldn't help it and smacked my lips: "Didn't I tell you before? Why didn't you listen?"
Once the deceased has passed the first seven days of life, all the belongings and clothes of the deceased should be disposed of. These things are particularly easy to distract the deceased from traveling.
If she doesn't leave, she will definitely cause trouble to her family if she looks back.
I looked at his strange outfit and asked again.
"Your lover usually likes this dress, right?"
Brother Wang nodded vigorously: "Yes, yes, this skirt is torn, and she is not willing to throw it away."
I secretly breathed a sigh of relief. This matter was not as dangerous as I thought.
"Okay, I almost know the crux of this matter, and I can handle it."
Brother Wang slapped his thigh, obviously very excited: "That's great!"
"But you won't hurt her, right?"
I thought for a moment: "All I can say is, try your best."
"At dawn tomorrow morning, go buy a roast chicken and a pig's head. They must be raw. Also prepare some buckwheat husks for me."
"Okay, okay, then you two can rest here tonight."
I looked at Chen Jiayan with questioning eyes. When I saw her nodding, I moved closer to her awkwardly.
"Well, we have to sleep in the same room tonight."
Chen Jiayan's face turned red and she instinctively shrank back: "Why? This won't work!"
I felt like an old pervert who couldn't find a partner, so I could only continue to explain: "I'm worried that something might happen to you at night."
If there was any, it was really hard to say it in front of Brother Wang, so I could only shamelessly move forward, causing her to step back again and again.
"I called you this time just to see why you are easily possessed. Once we find out the problem, we can have a better understanding."
After saying that, I glanced at Brother Wang sideways and said, "How else can I make money in the future?"
Chen Jiayan rubbed her red ears, lowered her head and thought for a while, nodded her head a few times, and finally agreed.
At this moment, I just feel like an old pervert who is unable to court a mate, trying to coax a girl to sleep with me.
Brother Wang arranged for us to stay in the bedroom next to him to ensure his safety.
If you don’t do this house cleaning all day long, you will definitely not stop doing it at night.
I looked back and forth, asked Brother Wang for a basin of white noodles, and inserted the peach wood sword into it with my backhand.
"Sleep well tonight and take care of things tomorrow."
Entering the bedroom, Chen Jiayan was hiding in the corner like a kitten, looking at me timidly.
I can understand that a girl would definitely be scared if she was in the same room with a boy she didn't know well.
I said nothing, casually took out a red thread from my pocket, and grabbed her wrist with one hand.
"ah."
Chen Jiayan instinctively shrank back and hid her hands behind her back.
I chuckled, grabbed her wrist, and tied the red thread around her wrist.
"What are you hiding from? I don't eat people."
Chen Jiayan was not very tall, and she was only close to my chest, forcing her to tilt her head to one side, not daring to look at me.
After doing all this, I lay directly at the door, keeping as much distance from her as possible.
After a while, Chen Jiayan sat beside the bed and said tentatively: "The ground is too cold, otherwise..."
"It's okay, the morgue is not cold."
There is a mahogany sword guarding downstairs, so I am not worried, but I still dare not fall asleep.
I really want to find out what is different about Chen Jiayan.
In the second half of the night, the red line on my wrist finally stopped trembling. Chen Jiayan murmured in her sleep from time to time, but she could not hear anything clearly.
I stayed up until dawn, half asleep and half awake. The dazzling sunlight outside the window made my face extremely itchy.
Just as I was about to turn over, Chen Jiayan suddenly sat up and covered my chest with one hand, her eyes filled with horror.
look at me.
She was already thin and frail, but now she was huddled in the bed with a chicken coop on her head, looking quite distressed.
I really don’t know how her bastard stepfather could be so cruel to her.
I forced a smile and shook the red rope on my wrist: "Good morning."
Chen Jiayan looked down at the red rope and mumbled a little shyly: "I, I want to go to the toilet."
I opened my mouth and bit off the red rope, then stood up and patted the dust off my body.
"You're busy, I'll wait for you outside."
I just came out of the room and looked down along the fence on the second floor.
Um?
I inserted the mahogany sword into the pile of white noodles last night, and now the mahogany sword is obviously a little crooked.
This skill is called Lingmu Zhenzhai. The emphasis is on the straightness of the wooden sword. I will definitely not insert it crookedly.
I quickly ran down the stairs. When I was still a few meters away from the pile of white noodles, I suddenly stopped.
The ground was covered with messy marks. I squatted on the ground and took a look, but I couldn't distinguish anything.
Damn it?
Could it be that a ghost came out last night?
I took a closer look and quickly dismissed the idea.
In fact, ghosts do not walk on the ground, but on the soles of their front feet, and their heels do not touch the ground.
So the marks left by their walking look a bit like the letter C.
This mark on the ground is messy and has nothing to do with ghosts.
At this moment, Brother Wang walked in excitedly carrying a lot of things.
Seeing that I was awake, he handed the plastic bag to me as if asking for credit.
"Here, here's what you want."
I pointed to the marks on the ground and asked, "Did you do this?"