Otherworldly Merchant

“Brother, don't come looking for me.” The old lady cried and fell on her knees begging for forgiveness: “I'll buy you a drink in the morning! Please, leave me alone. ”

“You are also a knowledgeable person, knowing that you have a head debt, this has nothing to do with me! ”

It's none of your business. Who's it got to do with?

When I heard him say that, I had a story in my heart, at least to say that she was an informed person.

I threw out a spiritual charm, and suddenly the wind broke out, blowing around.

The calendar hanging on the wall flickered and sandstoned.

The old lady stitched up half her clothes and stretched out her sleeves, like an elongated arm, resting on her shoulder and strangling her throat. “I beg you! Leave me alone.” The old lady grabbed her sleeve and shouted.

When!

That's when I put another bottle of wine on the table, this time a beer bottle.

The old lady's face grew more pale when she saw the beer bottle.

“I... I have nothing to do with Zhao Honesty! He just threatened me with not letting me tell him about drinking with you, and I really don't know anything else. ”

“Yes, yes, there's money!” The old lady said, shaking her hands and feet, she picked up a few hundred dollar bills from under her socks, her hands raised high: “He gave me five hundred dollars, said I was going to open my mouth and kill my whole family. You know what I would do if I had a baby and a pillar! The money, I, I dare not move, I will buy you wine tomorrow, buy paper money. Please, leave me alone. ”

“If he did this to you, you go to him and settle the bill! Leave me alone! I beg you, please.” The old lady kowtowed straight to the ground, banging directly, trembling all over her body, really scared.

Looks like she's telling the truth.

Zhang Five Jin was killed by Zhao Liang. The old lady was merely coerced. Since that is the case, I don't need to force her anymore.

Put away the Shadow Talisman, grab two bottles of wine, and walk out silently.

I remember the old lady saying that Zhao honestly lived in Dongcun and that his uncle had just died a few days ago.

With these two clues, it's not hard to find him.

After I jumped out of the yard, I followed the cropland to the east.

After three or four miles, another village emerged ahead.

This village is slightly larger than Zhang Village, but it does not seem to be the cover point of the new rural construction, the whole village is broken down.

At this time, it was just dark, the villagers had eaten dinner, three or two people wandered on the road, a lot of half a child, holding a different length of fluorescent stick and laughing and joking.

I'm an outsider, and I come up this night to ask who Zhao Liang is, and I'm afraid they won't tell me either.

But Zhao Honest's second uncle just died, according to custom here. It's going to be a few days of funerals.

So, I bought some burning paper at the village retail store. The seller thought I was a distant relative of Zhao's family, and I didn't ask him much.

Since there was a funeral, there was no need to ask where to go, so I quickly found a place.

The spiritual shack was small, and there were not many people in the yard.

There is no coffin in the spiritual shed, only a black and white portrait is hung, the person on the portrait has a thin face and is full of wrinkles.

There were two incandescent lamps in the shed, three or five people sitting in a trance light, smoking without a bite. Trance lights, miserable white wreaths, and bright papermen gleaming a frightening picture.

When I was a foreigner here, the people in the hospital looked at me strangely.

I walked up and put the burning paper on the table, and without waiting for them to ask who I was, I asked directly: “Who is Zhao? ”

“What do you want with him?” A skinny man is very vigilant to ask.

“The boss asked me to bring him something. ”

“What is it? ”

“I can only give it to him myself.” I stared into the guy's eyes, and the visitor didn't ask nicely: “Where is he? ”

The man glanced back at me and said, "Wait a minute, I'll get him for you.” After that, turn around and walk to the yard.

Actually, he is Zhao Zheng!

This guy is extremely calm and doesn't show a scratch, but I can already see something wrong in the eyes of the people next to him!

Zhao honestly walked into the yard and disappeared into the dark, but I wasn't afraid of him running away.

As soon as he turned around, I popped a piece of paper under his feet.

It's not just a piece of paper, it's a soul chaser, and as long as his soul stays together, there's no place to hide.

As soon as this guy met me, he didn't know who I was. He was so busy trying to escape. There must be a ghost in his heart!

I deliberately let him go, I just wanted to see if this guy had any cards left!

Other people inside and outside the spiritual shed, even Zhao honestly lied and fled, naturally did not dare to ask me anything. But they looked at me nervously, and it seemed like they would never let me go to the hospital to find him.

Like no one else, I slipped back and forth with my hands behind my back, like I was really waiting for Zhao to come out.

Walking around, I suddenly noticed something was wrong!

There is a wet mark on the ground in the spiritual shed.

Big on one side, slightly squared on the other.

Isn't that the coffin?

How come there's so much water where the coffin landed?

I pretended to tie my shoelaces and squatted down to touch them, and the water was still cold, and even the earthen layer had some hard hair.

It's not water, it's ice! It's freezing on the ground.

After the coffin was removed, the soil had just melted. Is it possible that this corpse was also cold?

Zhang Wujin's body died, like ice, so did Zhao's second uncle.

The cause of death of the two deceased is most likely identical!

What the hell is going on here?

Zhang Wujin mysteriously pretended to be a ghost. What the hell did he do with Zhao in secret?

I felt Zhao honestly getting farther and farther away from me, walking straight north, and fast, almost dying!

I waited a little longer and pretended to be impatient and said to the others: “When Zhao honestly comes back, tell him I'll come back in a few days.” walked out the courtyard door.

“Asako!” Not far from the courtyard door, I dialed Li Mazi.

The phone just rang and he picked up.

I lowered my voice and said: "You immediately let Boss Guo send more men to search for a skinny man on the highway south of the county, named Zhao Zheng, who may be the culprit of the whole incident! ”