Immediately afterwards, several people learned from the conversation with the old man that Cuimeier's full name was Liu Cuihe, and she ran to a neighboring city with a man a few years ago. Lost face and unable to control it, she simply let her go, and stopped contacting her during the holidays, pretending she didn't have this daughter.
The old man also had doubts about Lu Chu and the others coming to look for Liu Cuihe. Although he said he had severed the relationship and hadn't had any contact with her in recent years, she was his daughter after all, so he should have a lot of care and concern at critical moments.
Song Gui comforted the old man several times: "Grandpa, don't worry, we are just investigating some things, just looking for a few insiders, and it will not affect Ms. Liu and your life."
Lu Chu couldn't say this, because he wasn't sure whether Liu Cuihe was really involved. Just as he was thinking about how to persuade the old man to provide him with more information, Song Gui had already smiled at what the old man said, and told everyone that Liu Cuihe was in Chengnan District, the exact address is not clear, but it is probably on Zhongxing Street.
Lu Chu nodded in thanks, exchanged glances with the others and got up to say goodbye to the old man. When they were about to go out, the old man's son just came back from get off work.
The old man's son looked vigilant when he saw Lu Chu and the others, and when he learned that they were looking for Liu Cuihe, his expression became even more unsightly, and he said in a blunt tone: "I don't recognize this sister. In the next few years, no matter whether it is your own children or your parents, you will not ask any questions at all, so it is a waste of raising her, if you want to find her, ask someone else!"
When Lu Chu and the others saw what he said, they naturally didn't want to stay too long. They looked at each other, said goodbye politely, and left Liu's house.
Several people drove away to the place where Liu Cuihe was. Liu Cuihe's address can only be specified on Zhongxing Street, and there are countless residential buildings on this street. In addition, they don't know much about Liu Cuihe's current family situation, so they can't confirm and find her for a while. . Several people tried to enter the community, like asking where Liu's family was, but found nothing. It seems that Liu Cuihe doesn't come out often, or he is not close to the neighbors, so few people know about it.
The whole afternoon passed, and there was nothing to gain. Just as the few people were about to continue searching, Song Gui received a call.
He answered the phone, and it was Grandma Lu's who called.
The village where Lu Chu lives is remote, and even the mobile phone signal is not good, and Lu Chu's family doesn't even have a phone. When Grandma Lu wants to contact her children who are working outside, she always goes to Uncle Hu's house in the west of the village and uses their landline. Before Lu Chu and Song Gui came out, Song Gui wrote down his and Qi Li's mobile phone numbers on a piece of paper and gave it to Grandma Lu. At this time, Grandma Lu was calling them from Uncle Hu's landline. Telephone.
The signal at Uncle Hu's house was not very good. Grandma Lu's words were intermittent and she couldn't hear clearly. After Song Gui struggled to understand, he answered a few more words "Lu Chu is fine" before hanging up the phone.
After hanging up the phone, he glanced at Lu Chu and the others, and said, "In the village, someone died again."
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Several people hurried back to the village by car.
In the car, Li Jiapeng hesitated to speak, and after a long while, he said to Lu Chu: "Lu Chu, you heard that 'it' is still... still near us?"
For a while, a needle drop could be heard quietly in the car.
Lu Chu closed his eyes, and opened them after a while: "Indeed, it's gone."
Li Jiapeng swallowed his saliva: "Then when did 'it' not be there?"
"I didn't pay much attention," Lu Chu said, "Because the smell was too weak and we were eager to find Liu Cuihe, so I didn't pay attention to this smell all the time. What is certain is that 'it' was still there when we left Liu's house."
He Mingde rubbed his arms and said, "'It' is, did you go back for a special trip?"
Song Gui shook his head: "I'm not sure, maybe we thought we were too slow in finding someone, and we were out of breath?"
Lu Chu continued: "Or, 'it' can't leave the village for too long."
After several conversations, they returned to the village.
The one who was killed this time was a middle-aged man. He died in the same way as the village chief. The snake crawled out of his mouth, but he was a little more miserable. Not one snake crawled out of his mouth, but dozens of them.
This time the village didn't even dare to watch around, for fear of being targeted, because the person who died this time was the one who followed the village chief's wife to the Lu family to make trouble last time.
But Lu Chu soon discovered that the person who had the accident this time was one of the people who she secretly wrote down last time after Wang Po said something specious, and her face was abnormal for a few moments.
Nothing was found at the scene, and the few people were running around again, a little tired. Although they wanted to find out the cause of the matter as soon as possible, it is also necessary to recharge their energy. Therefore, they decided to go back to Lu's house for a short rest , eat something, and then plan for the next step.
While eating, Lu Chu suddenly remembered that when they found Wang Po for the first time, Wang Po told him that you should come by yourself the next day, but Lu's grandma said that it was Wang Po who wanted to make a fortune for Lu Chu alone. Many people can't ask for it.
But that night, Yang Chengcheng had an accident, so the next day, they went to Wang Po's place together and asked for a jade talisman.
Thinking of this, Lu Chu decided to go to Wang Po's alone, so he told everyone his thoughts.
Li Jiapeng was still a little suspicious, but after confirming that Yang Cheng was a "ghost", he did not object to Lu Chu's whereabouts.
Only Song Gui still had the time to joke and said, "Chu, horror movies don't leave the crowd, and zombie movies don't get together. You have to be careful when you go."
Lu Chu smiled lightly and said, "I'm full, so I'm going out."
All the way around, Lu Chu came to Wang Po's house with ease, knocked on the door, the little girl poked her head out, saw Lu Chu, and opened the door: "Grandma said, when will you be alone?" Come here and open the door for you."
Hearing this, Lu Chu secretly felt that he should be able to get a lot of useful information this time.
The decoration in the room was still the same as the previous two times, dark and solemn, Wang Po sat in front of the table, squinting her eyes, after Cheng Zhou came in, she opened her eyes, pointed to the place in front of her and said to Lu Chu: "Sit down."
So Lu Chu sat on the other side of the small long table, face to face with Wang Po.
Wang Po looked at him and asked, "What do you want to know?"
Lu Chu said politely: "Do you know who 'it' is?"
"I don't know," Wang Po shook her head, "I only know that someone in the village has done something evil, and that's why this grieving spirit has been recruited. Every time Wei Rong came here, she didn't give a comprehensive account."
"Then you said that you wanted me to come alone, is it related to this incident?"
"Of course not." After speaking, Wang Po stood up, walked to the tribute platform behind her, bent down to burn two sticks of incense, and then looked up at him: "Son, come here."
Lu Chu raised his foot and walked over.
Wang Po took his hand, looked carefully at the palm prints in his hand, and muttered words that Lu Chu could not understand. After a while, she said: "Life is light at birth, and it is difficult to be alone. It may be fatal when you are an adult. With the help of noble people, everything can always be turned into good fortune."
"Remember, if you get help, you will trust it."
"After all, you are different from those of us who are destined to be trapped here."
After finishing speaking, Wang Po patted his palm and smiled for the first time, creases piled up on her bone-like cheeks.