Ghostwriter

Chapter 92: Assassinated head

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Listening to the policeman Xiaozhuo, I was dumbfounded. What was this called? I didn't catch the fox but didn't say anything. Instead, I made a nuisance. I asked the policeman Xiaozhuo, "Why didn't Wang Jiong come here?"

He glared at me and said, "He has gone to Xu Shiqing's house, saying that he has to look up Xu Shiqing's body."

When I heard it, I didn’t hesitate. I immediately thanked the policeman Xiaozhuo, and asked the third master to look forward to the coffin shop. I packed the toolbox and led Qin Laosan to rent a motorcycle and went straight to Xu Shi. Clean up the house.

On the way, Qin Lao San told me that Xu Shiqing’s house was only three or four kilometers away from the town. It was called Zibeicun. There were six siblings in the family. The oldest one was estimated to be almost forty. What people can't figure out is that these Xu Shiqing's brothers and sisters, the males are very handsome, the females are also pink and jade, and none of them are married.

When Qin Laosan told me all this, the driver who drove the motorcycle seemed to know about Xu Shiqing, so he said, "You guys, don't you understand this! Then Xu Shiqing's family eats fast and recites the Buddha and does not advocate marriage."

As soon as the voice fell, Qin Laosan immediately said, "If you don't get married, then how did Xu Shiqing come from?"

"Young man, you have a good question. Although Xu Shiqing has six brothers and sisters, they are all adopted by his parents." The motorbike driver said to us while driving the motorcycle.

Adopted son? Are they all handsome men and beauties

I vaguely felt that something was wrong with this. Generally, adopters only saw the other side's pitifulness, and then they accepted them. There are very few such adopters who are specially looking for handsome men and beautiful women to adopt.

Soon, I arrived in Zibei Village, which was pretty good. There were a few antique red brick houses, and the remaining ten or so houses were all old houses left over from the Republic of China period. However, compared to my hometown village, this village is obviously much better than ours.

The two of us stood at the entrance of the village and looked at it for a while, and found that the west side of the village was extremely lively, with wailing voices coming out. Looking along that direction, a mourning hall came into view. The mourning hall was rather simple and the outer frame was blue. Constructed of plastic.

This is also a normal thing. On our side, people who die outside cannot move into the hall, but can only build a mourning hall outside. Xu Shiqing died on the side of the road and cannot enter the hall. This is what he built outside. A mourning hall.

At the moment, I said to Qin Lao San, "Let's go over and take a look?"

He hummed, let him go ahead, and I followed, and we two went to the mourning hall one after another.

Since the old man Qin had contact with the family of the deceased, when we passed by, the family of the deceased was kind to us and gave a few simple greetings. We were both led by a middle-aged man named Xu Shimin. Partial room.

This Xu Shimin's forty-year-old appearance, with a national character face, looked like an honest and friendly one, but his eyes were very deep.

Upon seeing this person, I immediately understood that Xu Shimin probably belonged to the kind of person who was quite deliberate and knew how to restrain himself.

Just as I looked at his skills, we entered the side room, which was not big, about twenty squares. There were only a few simple furniture in the room. An Eight Immortals table was next to the door. Then Xu Shimin asked us to be at the Eight Immortals table. After sitting down, he poured two glasses of boiled water for the two of us, and said to me, "This little brother is the ghostmaker Luo Dongchuan, right?"

I nodded quickly and said, "I am."

He smiled and sat down across from me, "My man is Xu Shiqing's eldest brother, I have heard this little brother say something about your skills."

While speaking, he pointed to Qin Lao San.

I hummed, "My partner doesn't have a sense of proportion. If there is something wrong with me, I hope you Haihan."

He smiled and stopped saying: "Since you are here to do business, I'm not polite to you anymore, just talk about business! I believe you should have inquired about the life experience of my sixth brother before coming?"

I nodded and said, "It's true that Xu Shiqing is a teacher in our school, and I have had several bonds with Teacher Xu."

He was startled slightly, and said, "So, it's fate. There is just one thing, I really can't understand, why would I write a ghost character on the ground when my sixth brother died?"

I understand what he meant. He was testing me, so he said, "The word ghost has multiple meanings. For example, ghosts and gods, for example, before Mr. Xu died, he wanted to ask a ghostmaker to help. This kind of word It’s a lot of money, and it’s mainly up to Mr. Xu’s family to understand it."

He smiled and said, "This is the truth, but the little brother still can't escape this suspicion, right?"

I smiled and said: "It is true, but I believe you should have checked my life experience, otherwise, I will not be here, let alone have the opportunity to say these things to you here."

He squinted his eyes and glanced at me, "If that's the case, how is the little brother going to check on my sixth brother?"

I thought about it. As far as I am concerned, I haven't had a good idea yet. I am interested in the wooden barrel of his house, so I told the matter about the wooden barrel. I hope Xu Shimin can show it to me.

What I didn't expect was that when he heard the wooden barrel, he hurriedly said, "Little brother, the wooden barrel is a treasure of our Xu family. I am afraid I can't show it to you."

When I heard it, I was drunk too. Xu Shimin was too ridiculous. It was just a wooden barrel, and it became his family heirloom. It was a family heirloom, and I wouldn't let Qin Laosan see it. However, it is relieved to think about it, he is nothing but excuses.

I didn't hold on, so I said, "Then can I see the blood coffin that Teacher Xu held before he died?"

He shook his head and said, "I'm afraid this won't work. Just before you come here, my sixth brother's classmate has hidden the blood coffin, saying that the blood coffin is an ominous thing and is not easy to expose."

The person he said should be Wang Jiong from the eighth office, but what I don’t understand is why Wang Jiong hid the blood coffin

At the moment, I said again: "Then can I see the Luban ruler that Teacher Xu held before he died?"

Without waiting for my voice to fall, he immediately answered, "I'm afraid this won't work either. Lu Banchi also told that person to hide."

I go!

I cursed secretly, "What the hell, don't let me see anything, I can't let me look at the corpse, just say so!"

"Uncle Xu, didn't you deliberately make things difficult for people like this?" Qin Lao San couldn't sit still, and scolded from the side.

"Little brother, I didn't mean to make things difficult for you. You have to think about it for us. The classmate of my sixth brother was sent from above. What can we do? Can't let him return those things, right?" Na Xu Shimin sighed.

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