The burial maniac didn't stay for long, and I felt like he came here to pick me up. For my own safety, I asked the burial maniac to leave with me. The burial maniac showed a knowing smile and asked the police to send me back first. home, just left.
Stepping into the house, even though it was already early morning, my mother and Goddess Yan were still sitting in the living room chatting one after another, when they saw me coming in, they stood up together.
"Mom, auntie, are you still asleep?" I looked at my mother's tired expression and said with concern.
My mother shook her head with a smile, and was about to reply when Goddess Yan suddenly asked seriously, "Where have you been?"
As she said that, she walked towards me and looked at me carefully. Not only me, but even my mother was startled by Goddess Yan's actions. She hurriedly followed me, took my hand and looked up and down, for fear that there was something wrong with me. I completely forgot that even if something was wrong, my mother would not be able to see it.
"I didn't go anywhere, I just went to look at the place where the last arson case happened." I looked at Goddess Yan with a little worry. What happened tonight really scared me, and the little bell is still missing. .
"Arson case." Goddess Yan repeated in a low voice, then suddenly yelled "Oops", walked to the coffee table a few steps, took out the box containing the envelopes, took out one of the letters and read it carefully.
I walked over and watched Goddess Yan's actions curiously. Although I didn't know what Goddess Yan had discovered, I knew that there must be something wrong.
Goddess Yan looked at it for a while, then sat on the sofa, sighed and said, "God's will, God's will."
I was completely confused, and seeing that Goddess Yan didn't seem to take the initiative to speak, I asked, "Auntie, what did you find?"
Goddess Yan didn't answer me, instead she asked me to tell her exactly what happened tonight. I didn't hide anything from my mother's best friend for decades. I told everything, even Little Bell and Lulu.
After listening to Goddess Yan, she first looked at the blood jade bracelet on my hand, and then told me with a strange face that I should carry it with me, and it was best not to take it off. It seems that Goddess Yan knows about this bracelet, and I wanted to ask, but Goddess Yan interrupted me, only telling me that I will know when the time comes.
I know that most of these high-ranking people have a bit of a nagging hobby, and they didn't ask questions, and it's useless to ask questions. A word of chance can dismiss all my questions.
Later, we studied books and mirrors together. Obviously, Goddess Yan, like a lunatic, couldn't see these two things at all. At one point, Goddess Yan even wondered if I was deliberately teasing her.
With my affirmative tone, I set up a small formation in the room, and saw a flash of shadow just now, and finally believed my words.
But she told me that it is best not to look at these two things, because these two things are evil. Besides, Goddess Yan has always told me not to care about the things in the photos, but now she can tell me with certainty that the arson case The family of three who died was the person in the photo received this time, but she still didn't know what the strange situation in the photo meant.
Moreover, Goddess Yan also told me a very bad news. I don't care about the things in the photos. The worst is just a little frightened and easy to see ghosts. In the end, this management is not about the matter in the photo this time, but in all the photos in the future.
Goddess Yan's words almost made me cry, but then she told me a good news that is not good news, that is because I have a good relationship with the ghost building, and I know her and the funeral house, my life is probably guaranteed of.
Probably two words made me feel completely chilled. At this moment, I even planned to move to the ghost building with my mother, Xueer and Goddess Yan.
However, there are still two bastards whose whereabouts are still unknown. Goddess Yan's suggestion is to ask me to ask Little Bell and Lulu. After all, they accompanied me last night, although Little Bell is now missing and Lulu It's not in the bracelet either, so I don't know where it went.
I didn't chat with Goddess Yan for too long, everyone yawned and went back to the room to sleep, and I also walked back to the room, but I didn't feel sleepy at all. I turned on the computer that hadn't been used for a long time, and logged on to QQ. He Xiaoru's profile picture was beating crazily , I clicked on it, and the instant message was like swiping the screen. Every message was exactly the same. It was a very long URL, really long, and it looked more like a download URL from my countless eyes.
Got a virus, I ignored it, closed the store dialog box, opened the local forum to browse, and soon, I found a post, the post was posted yesterday, the content is very simple, it is a retired teacher Zhang Sheng was found dead in The cause of death was cardiac arrest caused by excessive shock.
I understand that it should be Su Qing who made the move. This silly woman finally figured it out. He gave me a lot of money, but I only went there once for his granddaughter. Of course, if he gave me RMB at that time, I guess I would be more diligent.
I watched local saliva posts to pass the time, and suddenly, a title attracted me: Is it Dad or Grandpa
I wondered, could this be related to the family of the deceased in the arson case? I couldn't help cheering up, and hurriedly clicked on the post, but the post had been locked, and I couldn't see the content at all.
And looking at the comments below, most of them are: really exaggerated, abnormal, called grandpa, etc., so I can't understand the content of this post from the comments.
I skipped the nonsense and scrolled down directly. This post seemed to be very popular when it was posted. There were six or seven pages of comments. Suddenly, a comment caught my attention.
The name of the person who left the message is a tourist, and it seems that he has not registered an account on the forum, and the content is very simple: I know this family, and they live in the old city.
I live in the old city, and I feel more and more that this post should be related to the arson case. I sent a message to the administrator through the forum text message. As a veteran of the forum since its inception, I believe the administrator will give me face. , let me see the content of the post.
The administrator didn't reply for a long time. I accidentally saw the time on the computer, only to realize that it was only 5 o'clock in the morning, and the administrator was probably still lying down.
Going back to the post, I looked at the person who posted the post. Fortunately, this person has registered in the forum, but the name is very weird, tell me to fuck you. The registration time was more than a year ago, but there is no other post except this post. There is no record of even a reply. It seems that after registering this account, it has never been managed.
I took a look at the information registered by the other party at that time, because I was just an ordinary user on the forum, and I couldn't view more detailed content. I just simply knew that the other party was a woman, and she was not very old. She should still be a student. Of course, if The information left is true.
I sent a message to the other party's account, but there was no response, but at least I have some clues. Now I wait for the administrator to come up and help me unlock the post and check the other party's registration information.
I quickly went through the recent posts on the forum, but found no new clues, and drowsiness was already coming, so I had to crawl to bed and sleep.
And at the moment I fell asleep, the computer that was still on suddenly flickered. I was about to take a closer look, but the computer suddenly went black. It probably entered the sleep mode automatically. I didn't care, because I don't know why at this moment, I feel so sleepy.
When I woke up again, my mother was sitting by my bed, looking at me worriedly, while Goddess Yan closed her eyes, her mouth kept moving, as if she was chanting.
I was very surprised why my mother and Goddess Yan came to my room, and I couldn't help asking: "Mom, why are you here?"
My mother looked at me with concern: "Do you know how long you've been asleep? No matter how much you scream, you won't wake up. If Goddess Yan didn't say you're fine, I would have almost called an ambulance."
"How long did I sleep?" I asked in surprise. Although I played computer games for a while yesterday, I definitely didn't play for a long time. Besides, I felt that I slept very well last night, and I didn't even have a dream.
"You've been sleeping for more than a day."
For more than a day, I opened my mouth involuntarily, picked up the phone in disbelief, and was about to confirm it, but found that my phone was out of battery, so I quickly charged it.
At this time Goddess Yan spoke up and asked about the quality of my sleep at the latest. After I answered, Goddess Yan didn't say anything, but gently pulled my mother, and the two of them left my room together. It felt like the doctor walked out of the room shaking his head after surgery.
Just when I was uneasy, my mother came in again and told me to wash up quickly, Goddess Yan wanted to ask for rice for me.
Wen Mi, I know this. I was in poor health before, and my mother asked me to ask about it, but I didn't go to Goddess Yan back then.
The process of asking for rice is very simple, that is, take a bowl, put rice in the bowl, then beg for some incense, let the incense ash fall into the bowl and mix with the rice, then take a small bowl, put half a bowl of water, and then If you ask, sprinkle the rice mixed with incense ash into the water bowl little by little. Of course, as for how to look at it, I have no idea at all.
When I came out after washing, Goddess Yan had already set up a small altar in the living room of my house. Goddess Yan saw me passing, so she asked me to stand obliquely behind her, lit a bunch of incense, and worshiped in all directions. , several devout expressions.
During the worship, Goddess Yan kept chanting, speaking very fast and in a low voice. I couldn't understand anything except my name.
Goddess Yan herself did not intend to be heard clearly. After reading for a while, Goddess Yan respectfully inserted the incense into a bowl full of rice, and asked me to worship the incense three times before she took out the morning meal from the side. Prepare a bowl half filled with water.
Goddess Yan stretched out her hand and used three fingers to grab a small amount of rice covered with incense ash from the rice bowl, closed her eyes, muttered something, and slowly put the rice between her fingers into the water bowl.