Ghostwriter

Chapter 88: The blood coffin (middle)

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Then Qin Lao San stared at me for a while without speaking. This made me anxious. Before he almost beat him, he found out that this guy made an act of asking for money at me.

I gave him an angry glance and smiled bitterly. However, this guy has this virtue and got along for a month. I found that one of the biggest characteristics of this guy is that he is greedy for money. If I say that I love money and get the right way, this guy is in a posture of wanting money without life.

I once asked him why he loves money so much. The answer he gave me was that he had to support his family and chase his sister.

Speaking of chasing sister papers, I still don’t understand one thing. This guy seems to be 20 years old. One of the sister papers he likes is actually from our school, one grade higher than me, called Songs.

You said, why are you a social idler and nothing to poison the future flowers of the motherland? Besides, I know the family background of that song very well. It seems to be the girl of our county leader, who was rated as the first school flower in our school by the good people.

How could Qin Laosan catch up with such a sister paper.

But this guy didn't give up, and gave people a loving breakfast every day, rain or shine. The result was obvious. I can only say that his loving breakfast is very nutritious, and I gained three kilograms because of this.

Therefore, when he asked me for money, I was not polite, and handed him ten dollars, mainly because he gave me his one-month loving breakfast. I am very embarrassed.

Then Qin Laosan took the money, smiled at me, and said, "If you still have some conscience, it's not in vain that I specifically inquired for you."

I stopped talking nonsense with him, and asked him directly, "Then why did Xu Shiqing die?"

He glanced at me deeply and said in a low voice: "When Xu Shiqing died, he not only held a blood coffin, but also wrote a word on the ground."

"What word?" I asked hurriedly.

He said: "Ghost."

I was stunned. Even if I wrote a ghost, it didn’t matter to me. I was about to speak. Then Qin Lao San continued: “Now the family of the deceased is divided into two factions. One faction thinks this is the work of ghosts and gods. One faction thinks that this was done by a ghostsmith, and in our entire Nanping Town, the only ghostsmith left at present is you."

"I wipe!" I couldn't help cursing, what kind of logic is this, writing a ghost on the ground is a ghost? If you write a craftsman, not all craftsmen are suspect.

Then Old San Qin smiled and said, "Chuanzi, you are not curious about why the deceased was holding a blood coffin? Why did he hold a Luban ruler in his hand, and most importantly, why did the deceased write a ghost character on the ground? ?"

Hearing what he said, I didn't have much interest. After all, studying crafts is the top priority at the moment. I said: "There is nothing curious about it, the world is full of wonders."

After finishing talking, I was holding "Liu Ding Liu Jia Entering the Earth Chapter" and prepared to study it more carefully. Then Qin Lao San seemed impatient, and said hurriedly: "Chuanzi, I told people, I can figure out this matter. What happened, people gave me half of the money."

I was a little confused. The old man Qin said earlier that the family of the deceased suspected me, why in a blink of an eye he turned to me for help. Isn't this a self-inflicted contradiction? Just ask him why.

The explanation he gave me was, let's start! The family of the deceased had indeed doubted me. Later, Qin Laosan persuaded the family of the deceased with his three-inch tongue, saying that I could not do this, and saying that my character is noble, virtuous, and virtuous, anyway. Just beautify me, I almost didn't become a contemporary saint.

The family members of the deceased, how could it be possible for such a high-minded person to commit murder, he believed in Qin Lao San.

To be honest, I really admire Qin Lao San's mouth. I guess I can tell the birds of the sky, so I asked him what happened next!

He said that later he told the family of the deceased that this must have been done by ghosts and gods, and he had to find a ghostsmith to help resolve it. Otherwise, the deceased would definitely not stare at him, and maybe even become a ghost looking for trouble with his family.

The family of the deceased was already in a state of extreme sadness. When Qin Lao San was so frightened, they agreed and gave him 500 yuan.

After listening to his words, I was really drunk. This guy really wanted money without life, Xu Shiqing's way of death was evil at first sight. Even if it was me, I didn't know what to do, so I said, "I can't do this."

He almost didn't cry and said, "Chuanzi, we are partners. I have collected the money. How can I not do things for people? Then people will have to say that I am a magic stick."

I glared at him, and said angrily: "I'll wipe it, you're taking the business, anyway, tell me in advance, if you continue like this, I will have to kill you sooner or later."

Then the old man Qin became angry when I heard me, and said hurriedly: "Chuanzi, you listened to me to finish. The reason why I took this matter was not entirely because of the money, because I saw a log in the deceased’s house. Barrel, there is a strange symbol on the round wooden barrel, which is a bit like the symbol on the cylindrical willow wood you usually hold."

My expression tightened, and it could not be a ghost writer.

How dare I hesitate, I quickly took out the cylinder willow that the senior brother left behind, pointed to one of the symbols, and said, "Is it this kind of symbol?"

He stared at the symbol for a while, then nodded: "Yes, it's this kind of crimson symbol, twisted and twisted. It's exactly the same. It was because of this strange symbol that I was thinking about it, and then I started to flicker the dead. Otherwise. , I really don't care about this thousand dollars."

I don't quite believe what he said, mainly because this guy sometimes speaks completely out of bounds. However, he shouldn't lie to me in this essay. The reason is simple. After this month, he knows how much I value this ghost writer Zhiwen.

At the moment, I couldn't sit still anymore, pulling him and preparing to go to Xu Shiqing's house. However, Qin Lao San said that if he went like this, he might incur resentment from the dead.

This made me wonder, so I asked him why.

He smiled awkwardly and said, "Um... Chuanzi, although I persuaded some family members of the deceased, there are still a very few family members who think that you killed Xu Shiqing. You should be angry at the moment. You will definitely be angry in the past. It’s tempting to recruit people, wait for the afternoon or tomorrow, the family members of the deceased will lose their anger. It is most appropriate for us to go there again."

When I heard it, I vaguely understood what he meant. I didn't have the interest in studying crafts in the coffin shop, so I decided to go to school to find out. After all, Xu Shiqing is our teacher, and the school should have some news.

After making this decision, I asked Qin Lao San to guard the coffin shop at home. As for the third master, he has been muttering about returning to Guangdong recently. I have been busy avenging the master, so I put it off. I planned to accompany him on a trip to Guangdong after I found out about Xu Shiqing.

Because I have a reason to go to Guangdong, and there is hope of treating my second uncle there, so I have to go to Guangdong this time.

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