The Underworld Detective

I frowned: “I'm good at solving cases, but I don't have any tools! ”

Song Heting smiled cunningly: “This time no tools are allowed, which is also a condition of the test. ”

And I looked out the window and I said, "Is there a police station here? ”

“No, the way the criminals are dealt with is up to the Song family chief himself, you just need to find him.” Song Heting replied.

I didn't expect the customs here to be so quaint, just like before liberation, and asked, "Where do we start? ”

“Don't say that, eat first!” Song Heting waved.

After eating, Song Heting took me to Song Jia Tang Hall, let me pay tribute to the ancestral three pillar incense. I saw the grandfather's name in a pile of cards. I lit the three incenses and respected him with piety.

I propose to start the test, but Song Heting says: "No, you're tired today, take a break! ”

Her attitude was gentle and tough, and I had nothing to say, so I had to say yes.

The people in the village follow the sunrise, the way of life at sunset, it is dark in the evening, there is no TV in the old house, no computer, the room I live in is particularly simple, only a pile of ancient books on the shelf to read.

But I grew up in this environment, and there was nothing I didn't adapt to.

I was lying in bed and the cell phone signal was weak, and I sent Huang Xiaotao a message saying that it had arrived smoothly and that the relatives were very enthusiastic.

At this time, someone knocked on the door, and Song Heting said outside: "Song Yang Xiao, I've burned the hot water, come and take a bath! ”

I went out and thanked him. Song Heting laughed: “You're welcome, just think of this place as your own home. ”

She took me to the bathroom, and I saw a large barrel of hot water, which smelled like medicine, and Song Heting explained: “This is a secret soup from Wusong, it can heal pain and relieve fatigue. Try it, it's very comfortable. ”

Song Heting stood still, and I blushed: “Auntie, I just need to wash myself. ”

Song Heting laughed: “This child is shy, there is hot water next to him, the water has cooled himself, call me if you need me. ”

After she left, I took off my clothes and soaked it in the soup. Although the water was warm, there was a kind of mint-like cool drilling into the pores, which made people feel particularly comfortable, soaking inside and feeling exhausted and empty.

After washing, I wrapped up the bath towel and went back to the house. The floor of the old house creaked and suddenly the light on the top of my head flashed twice and went out. Is the voltage in the mountain unstable?

There was a slight footstep behind me, and I looked back and caught a man with a large sleeve in a robe passing through the corner, wearing something like an ancient official uniform.

I was shocked. Could it have been the ancestors?

But I'm not afraid, after all, ghost. I haven't never seen it before.

Looking around, I walked into my house and suddenly there was a shady voice behind me, "Song Yang, why don't you kneel! ”

There was a cold breeze behind me, and I said, "Who are you? ”

“No disrespect, I am Judge Song Chi! ”

I looked back and found myself standing in the dark in the official clothes of the Song Dynasty, but I had hollow eyes, and I saw clearly that this' Song Chi ’had a white face and a large pair of watery eyes.

When the light suddenly turned on, Song Heting walked over with a chicken fur duster in his hand and spanked his ass with a fake Song Zhi. He scolded: "You dead child, you dead child, come out in the middle of the night to scare people! ”

Song Jie, dressed as Song Zhi, smiled and exclaimed: “Mom, forgive me, I'm just kidding. ”

“Are you kidding me? ”

Song Jie threw up his tongue and said: "Didn't you say Song Yang's cousin had the eyes of the Pluto? I want to scare him and see what the eyes of the Pluto look like. ”

“Bullshit, get back to bed!” Song Heting was angry.

They knew that I had the eyes of the Pluto, and it seems that the Songs really cared about me.

After the little insert, I went back to the house to sleep. I was speechless all night. The next morning, Song Xingsheng came to me and asked, “Did you sleep well? ”

I replied: "It's fine. My aunt made me a barrel of medicine soup last night. It's quite comfortable to wash. You Wu-Song seem to be paying attention to health..."

“What medicine soup?” Song Xingsheng hastily asked, "I caught a little nervous in his face.

I described Song Xingsheng without words.

Maybe I slept too well. I felt a little weak all over. I wanted to go back to sleep for a while, but after all, I was in someone else's house and I couldn't be that casual. Breakfast is rare rice, pickled vegetables and onion oil cakes. After eating, Song Heting ordered: “Jie, go with Cousin Song Yang to the village! ”

I couldn't help but ask: "The test thing...”

“Jie will take you there.” Song Heting replied.

I went out with Song Jie, Song Xingxing, and Song Jie was chatting all the way, asking if there was anything fun in town, if I had a girlfriend or something, I also asked her: “Don't you have to go to school? ”

Song Jie Qiao chuckled: “I've been in my senior year. I haven't had class lately, so I'll be back for two days! ”

Song Jie looks only seventeen or eighteen years old, she actually went to senior year. Turns out she jumped from childhood, went to primary school for four years, went to secondary school for four years, and went to college at the age of fifteen. I really admire it.

Coming to a head, Song Jie picked up a stone from the ground and said to Song Xingshen: "Let's play with that! ”

Song Xingshen said faintly: "My men are defeated, I will not play with you. ”

Song Jie was angry with his mouth: “I despise people, I am stronger now than before! ”

“Really?”

I thought they were going to play with the stones, so Song Xingsheng suddenly raised his hand and threw it in that direction. A bang actually smashed the stones thrown by Song Xingsheng. Both were dart throwers, just like Wulin masters.

Then Song Jie threw stones at the sky, and Song Xingsheng threw stones to fight, and it was also a smashing.

The two of them played for 10 rounds and ended up with Song Xingsheng Xiaosheng. I could not stop watching. Wu Song Yi Pulse is really amazing. Song Xingsheng used a straw as a darker. I thought it was his unique trick. Turns out it was only Wu Song's basic work.

Song Xingsheng said: "You lost again! ”

Song Jie forked his waist uncomfortably: “It's my rock. It's too slippery. No, no, no. Again. ”

“Don't bother, go back and practice for a few more years!” Song Xingsheng, don't overdo it.

“No, no, no, you're not home, no one's playing with me.” Song Jie couldn't help but be delicate.

“Early in the morning, whoever's there doesn't whoop.” An old voice came.

Looking back, an old lady with a hunchback walked over with a crutch, and Song Jiebi said respectfully: "Hello Granny Yan! ”

Song Xingshen nodded slightly. The old lady's eyes were blind and her other eyes gauged me in the shadows: “This is...”

Song Jie introduced the old lady to the village goddess, Yan, who married the village decades ago. Later, Song Jie told me that there is a mysterious tradition in the village. From ancient times until now, every generation will show up a goddess. When the previous generation of goddesses dies, a widow will soon be in a coma with a high fever and wake up and call herself a goddess reincarnation! Communicates with the deceased, but invites them to preside over any funerals.

The goddess had an inherited letter, an iron walnut, the size of a baby's fist, and the chosen goddess could swallow them into her belly without any harm, and the iron walnut would stay in their belly all the time. After he died, the body was cremated, picked up from the ashes and passed on to the next goddess.

If this goddess is fake, swallowing iron walnuts will either break her stomach or choke her stomach by stuck in her trachea! As long as the chosen goddess is sure to pass the astonishing test, so they are especially respected by the villagers and the people who speak the most in the village.