The stall owner is a woman. Although she is shabby, she can still tell from her clothes that she is not a local. It seems that she used to be in good circumstances, but now she is bankrupt and has no choice but to live on the street.
The products on the stalls are also much more exquisite than ordinary products, including weird-looking mirrors, some gadgets, and many dolls made of cloth.
What caught everyone's attention was the doll's style.
Different from the dolls you usually see, these dolls are full of exotic style, with round faces, head-length curtains, and eyes that are not big and round, but long and narrow, with almost only a slit.
There is also a wooden doll carved from wood placed in an eye-catching place, which is much more delicate than other dolls.
The doll was wearing clothes made of rags, with a bulging cloth bag behind her waist, her hair was in a high bun, and her face was painted pale.
"Oriental stuff?" Huaiyi stared at the doll on the stall and asked in surprise.
"Hey, I said it's strange for Japanese people to sell Japanese things." The policeman named Wu Ergou said: "Isn't this a victory of the war? We have beaten away all the Japanese devils, but there are some who were here before. The Japanese people who were doing business and living here stayed.”
"But now they are not as impressive as before. They are all very honest. Their houses, land, and valuables have all been confiscated, so they can only make some handicrafts and sell them."
Hearing that the woman was an Asian, everyone looked at her a few more times, but after feeling everyone's gazes on her, the woman was obviously very frightened. She hugged the clothes in her arms tightly and did not dare to raise her head.
"What do you call this police officer?" Jiang Cheng looked at Wu Ergou. After all, they couldn't call Wu Ergou by such a mixed name.
"Hehe." Wu Ergou narrowed his eyes, "Xiangui, surname is Wu, Wu Dali."
"Brother Wu."
"Hey, it's easy to talk."
After some polite exchanges, everyone became more familiar with each other, and Wu Dali began to tell Jiang Cheng and others about the current situation of the Feng family.
"Hey." Wu Dali sighed and recalled, "It's really miserable. Tell me, how did you catch up with something like this?"
"Let me tell you quietly, just this morning, Mr. Feng almost lost his breath." Wu Dali sighed.
"The old Taoist priest died miserably. Yesterday, the bullshit was so loud that the Heavenly Master Taoist came down to earth to overcome the tribulation. When Master Feng's house was in trouble, he came to help him. After the event was completed, he could be rewarded with 10,000 yuan." Wu Dali led him. He followed them around a corner and curled his lips, "I didn't expect that it would be another parallel importer, and he would end up having the same fun."
"again......"
"Yes." Wu Dali nodded and asked in surprise: "What, you don't know yet? This is the fourth expert invited."
"The first few are Master Du'e from Puhua Temple, Taoist Master Fengchanzi from Youyin Temple, and there is also a Gu master who is said to be from Miaoland, but they also fell into trouble."
Hearing this, Huaiyi couldn't help but shake his head. These people are facing ghosts, and they only become ghosts if they are useful.
"How much does Brother Wu know about the May train?" Director Qiao seems to have said a lot about the May train, but there are not many clues that can be drawn.
Unexpectedly, upon hearing the words "May train", Wu Dali's originally maroon face turned pale.
"You don't dare to mention it." Wu Dali hurriedly interrupted and said nervously: "You still... still dare to mention the May train. Aren't you afraid that the ghost train will come to your door at night?"
Hearing this, Jiang Cheng pretended not to understand anything, "Why, could that train also kill people besides the Feng family?"
The death of those masters was undoubtedly because they were involved in the Feng family's affairs, and the ghost killed them as if they were the Feng family.
"Then who can say for sure? If you don't kill me now, it doesn't mean you won't kill him in the future." Wu Dali swallowed and said in a low voice, "And you don't even look at it. Now the Feng family... still... How many are left?”
Everyone understood what Wu Dali meant. He was worried that the Feng family would die and it would be their turn next.
"Brother Wu, don't worry. Director Qiao invited us here to resolve this matter." Huaiyi said, showing a very confident expression.
"Hey, you are not a big person, but your tone is not small. Let me ask you, which master do you study under?" Wu Dali raised his eyebrows and asked with great disdain.
Under Jiang Cheng's eyes, Huaiyi made no excuses. He was more or less a disciple. Although he was cursed, he also gained some of the ghost's abilities.
If he really wanted to take action, even if the four fake masters were tied together, they might not be his opponents.
Seeing that Huaiyi stopped talking, Wu Dali shrugged, with an expression that looked like he was not good at you, "I can tell you in advance, you must be careful what you say when you enter Feng's house. Now their house has become a mess. , be careful if you don’t say the right thing, you will lose your life in vain.”
Jiang Cheng was not very interested in going to Feng's house. He was more interested in the May train.
If you have the chance, it would be best to go up and see it in person.
But it is a pity that according to Wu Dali, the May train was blown up by an Japanese plane shortly after the accident.
The fire burned for a day and a night, and the entire station was destroyed.
"Are there any photos or other things left behind?" Jiang Cheng asked, "Or reports, newspapers and the like."
This matter was a big deal at the time, and there should be clues left.
"This..." Wu Dali scratched his head, "Maybe there is. I can go back and help you look for it, but what do you want this thing for?"
Wu Dali blinked and raised his voice as he asked, "I said you don't really want to have anything to do with that ghost train, do you?"
Judging from the situation at hand, Wu Dali obviously didn't understand the situation they were facing, and thought they were just sent down from above to do a simple formality.
Unexpectedly, the order they received was that if they failed to complete the task, they would be shot after seven days.
Not sure if he was thinking of something, Wu Dali stopped and led them to a remote location, which was far away from the street and not many people came.
"Listen to my advice, brother, you can't control the things here, just take a look, and then quickly find a reason to rub oil on your feet and go back where they came from." He looked around and lowered his voice: " A real expert showed it to me and said it was the work of evil spirits and evil soldiers killing people!"
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