Puwen was not very far from Simao. Wang Guangrong's car drove into Puwen for about an hour. Li Dong sat in the passenger seat and pointed around like a local. After three turns, Wang Guangrong's car was parked under a two-story building.

"This is what he came?" Zhang Guozhong got out of the car and looked around. He saw that there were ethnic minority residents in groups of three or three around him. There were couplets at the door of this small building. It seemed that the paper was decolorized for not long. Ethnic minorities did not have the habit of posting couplets. From this point of view, the owner should be a Han nationality.

"It should be here!" Li Dong opened the door and got out of the car, walked to the door of the building and weighed the lock on the door, squatted down and looked at the lockhole carefully, "This room has been locked for a long time..."

"Brother Li, are you a local?" Wang Guangrong also got out of the car.

"I've never been here..." Li Dong turned around and smiled, "It's all you told me..."

"Me?" Wang Guangrong really wanted to break his scalp and couldn't even think of when he would give the guy shorter than him to the next person.

"He said that when Mr. Ai came, he was having funerals here!" Li Dong pointed to Wang Guangrong, "and Mr. Ai stayed here and let him return to Simao himself!"

"I..." Wang Guangrong was heartbroken and thought about it. It seemed that someone had hired him to come here a few months ago, but he never told the guy in front of him anyway...

"Hey... this friend..." Qin Ge chatted with a young ethnic minority man sitting at the door of the next building smoking, pointing to the locked building, "I want to ask, do you know what the family...'s surname is?" Qin Ge handed over a hundred-dollar bill while asking.

"Su..." The young people of ethnic minority seemed to know a few Chinese words, and took the money and put it in their pockets.

"Su!" Zhang Guozhong suddenly remembered the IOU from Alxun, "Is it called 'Cyprus'?"

"No!" the young man shook his head, "Su Zhongwen! He is dead, and all his family has moved away!"

"When did you die?" Zhang Guozhong was stunned.

"It's been a month..." said the young ethnic minority, "It seems that someone was killed, and many policemen have come! The family is scared and don't know where to move..."

"How long have you moved? Who else is there in his family?" At this time, Li Dong also came up, "What is that Su Zhongwen doing?"

"As soon as a person dies, he's just a woman..." The young man from the ethnic minority curled his lips and looked weird. "He's a weird person. He's usually elusive. I don't know what he's doing. I guess he's not a good bird... His wife is messing with others, and it's all over the city, and it's not a good thing..."

"According to the airline's records... Alxun only stayed in China for four days! He shouldn't go anywhere else..." Qin Ge said, "The things on him may be related to the murder of Su Zhongwen!"

"It's possible..." Old Liu nodded, "But his problem should not be a matter of soul... According to Wang Guangrong, he should have stayed here for a whole night. Has he been fucking his mother this night? Could it be that he had gone to the cemetery?"

"I...when did I say it..." Wang Guangrong was almost dead...

"Little brother, are you dead people burying or cremating?" Old Liu handed a cigarette to the young people of ethnic minority.

"Whatever... there are, anyway, the cemetery doesn't cost money..." The young ethnic minority was stunned, not knowing what the old man had intended, "But Su Zhongwen was buried in the cemetery in the west..."

"Then, can you please take us there?" Old Liu smiled.

"Oh... that's far away, let alone what's going to that place for nothing...Oh...Big brother...You...Oh...Oh...Oh..." The young man was about to refuse, but his words were blocked by the RMB in Old Liu's hand...

Several people followed the young man for about an hour and finally arrived at the so-called cemetery. They saw the bare hillside and the foot of the mountain with graves. The graves were varied in shape, some rectangular, some with stone tablets but no graves. At first glance, they were tombs of ethnic minorities, but there were also many traditional "pointed tombs" of Han people.

"Which one is...you can find it yourself..." The young ethnic minority shrugged, "I don't know where he is buried, you can find it yourself..."

"Thank you for your hard work, little brother..." Old Liu took out his pocket, took out another pack of Chinese cigarettes and stuffed them into the young man's hands...

"Mr. Liu, do you think Axun will come here?" After looking at the graves all over the mountains, Qin Ge also frowned. "Can you get the same disease as Axun when you get here?"

"It's not that you will be able to do it... Brother Ai, maybe you did something you shouldn't do..." To be honest, Old Liu was a little confused. According to the theory in ancient books, if you don't come to a place where a hundred ghosts gather, you shouldn't have been infected with thousands of evil kalpas. But according to common sense, attending funerals often means bowing symbolically in front of the ranking. There is no need to follow the cemetery... But then again, this kid came to China all the way to participate in this person's funeral. Could it be that he is a relative of Su Zhongwen? "I think... Brother Ai may be a relative of this person..."

"I have read Mr. Ai's resume, and I think... If Mr. Ai really knows this person, then this person is likely to be Mr. Ai's informant!" Just as Old Liu was guessing, Li Dong suddenly said, "This kind of thing happens from time to time in Hong Kong. Once the identity of the informant is exposed, he will die miserably!"

"Brother Li, I don't think it's certain..." Old Liu did not seem to agree with Li Dong's opinion. "I don't quite understand how close the relationship between the police and the informant is, but if it were you... would you go from the United States to China just to attend the funeral of an informant? Will you also come to the cemetery specifically?"

"I definitely won't!" Li Dongdao, "The informant and the police have a working relationship. They are dealing with money online. Not to mention in the United States, even if I am in Hong Kong, I will not come to the mainland specifically! But Master Liu, don't forget Mr. Ai's IOU? According to Mr. Sun's description, Mr. Ai is a very traditional boy and very loyal. If he owes others money, he will definitely pay it back, and 10,000 yuan is not a lot! I guess, Mr. Ai must not be able to contact this person in the United States, so he came from the United States to China and wanted to pay the money himself. As a result, he found that the informant surnamed Su had already died! This can also explain why Mr. Ai came here: Mr. Ai really wanted to pay back the money, but came one step late, so he would definitely go to the grave to worship!"

"Oh... I'm right to say that..." Old Liu frowned. It seemed that Li Dong knew all the clues he knew, "But the person on the IOU is called Su Tielli, and this person is called Su Zhongwen..."

"Oh, Master Liu, is it an informant? How could he use his real name?" Li Dong spread his hands, "Some informants in Hong Kong simply used the police's relationship to get two sets of ID cards! One of them is fake, but all anti-counterfeiting is available. Except for the fact that the documents cannot be found online, even the general inspector cannot tell the authenticity of the documents, because it was made by the police station's equipment!"

"Finished! Here!" Just when Lao Liutou and Li Dong were discussing the relationship between Su Zhongwen and Alxun, Zhang Guozhong had already found Su Zhongwen's tomb. Because it was a new tomb and a new stele, it was easier to distinguish. The texture of the stele was cement, and the "Tomb of the Dead Husband Su Zhongwen" was written in a crooked manner with paint on it, but there was no signature of his wife's name below. It seems that the relationship between the couple is indeed not very good. Not only is the quality of the tombstone so poor, but as a wife, he even doesn't even have a name left.

"Guozhong, take a look!" In front of Su Zhongwen's tomb, Old Liu put the bag on the ground, picked up a stone and drew a circle on the ground.

"Master Liu, do you want to attract his soul..." It seems that Li Dong is also a little familiar with Taoism. Old Liu had just drawn a circle and said what he wanted to do before he could see the purpose. "This person was killed. Will it be dangerous to recruit him like this?"

"It's okay!" Old Liu was full of confidence and thought that you had shown off enough "Zhu You Shu". It's my turn to show off the Maoshan Technique. "We don't use the lead, let it be..." To say this, Old Liu pulled out a handful of weeds from a lonely grave not far away, and weaved a straw man in a few strokes. At this time, Zhang Guozhong had already drawn a "living talisman*". According to the theory of Maoshan Technique, the more resentful the evil spirit, the lower the IQ, and the easier it is to deceive. It seems that not only living people are easily blinded by anger, but also ghosts. If Su Zhongwen was really killed, adding "living talisman" is enough to fool the straw man.

Putting the straw man in the middle of the circle, Zhang Guozhong lights incense, and Old Liu mumbles and starts to attract souls. Widths of ghost fragrance are flying around in circles. After about four or five minutes, Old Liu is sweating heavily, but the straw man is still a straw man, and there seems to be nothing.

"Master Liu?" Li Dong seemed a little confused, "I'm afraid... Is he reincarnated?"

"Impossible!" Theoretically, calling souls in front of the grave, less than two minutes means that two years will be difficult to recruit. But in order to protect the full-scale son, Lao Liu gritted his teeth and urged for five minutes, but this face still seemed to be unable to be saved. "Look at this tombstone, I am too lazy to even engrave words. I don't believe that his wife can spend money to ask someone to recite scriptures and salvation! Besides, if he is really an informant, he will be slaughtered, even if he has been saved, he will not be reincarnated so quickly..."

"Could this person not die at all?" Zhang Guozhong was stunned. There were two reasons for not being able to summon souls. One is that the soul has been reincarnated, the other is that the soul is bound to a certain place by some magic array or special environment. The third is that the person is not dead. Judging from the current situation, reincarnation is impossible. Even if there is no resentment, it is impossible to reincarnate so quickly without reliance. Not to mention the magic array or special environment. Zhang Guozhong also observed when several people came. The terrain of the nearby mountains was normal, and there was no corner of the corner to restrain the soul and absorb the soul. The only remaining possibility was that Su Zhongwen was not dead at all. "Senior brother, would you say that this person was really an informant, who pretended to die and avoided disaster because of his identity exposed?"

"Farewell to death?" Old Liu was stunned. "I heard from the young man just now that even the police came to a large group. Even if this kid has Liu Bowen's ability, he can't fool the forensic doctors..."

"That little boy was talking about the police, but he never said anything about the forensic doctor..." Li Dong listened carefully, "If that person is still a profession of informant now, if his identity is exposed, the police may lie for him and just issue a death certificate, which will not cause any loss to the police!"

At this moment, Zhang Guozhong's cell phone rang and saw that the caller ID was Zhang Guoyi's phone number, "Hey, it's me... Hey? Yicheng? You kid don't go to school to attend classes at this point, why are you going to run to your old man? What?" Zhang Guozhong's expression became more and more strange. As he spoke, he simply covered the phone microphone with his hands, "Senior brother, Yicheng, this kid, has a bright future!"

"Hmm?" Old Liu was also stunned, thinking that Zhang Guozhong was not suffering from intermittent mental illness, right? Why did he speak nervously?

"Are you sure?" Zhang Guozhong frowned, "Okay! Tell me! As long as it is true, I will take you to the United States!"

"Guo Zhong... what's all you said?" Old Liu put his ear close to the receiver of the phone, but could not hear anything.

"What? Birthday and Eight Characters!" Zhang Guozhong was stunned, "How did you know?...Um...Um...You kid...Okay, I'll ask, um, okay...Okay..."

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Guozhong called Liu Dongsheng again without stopping, "Brother Liu, it's me, you have to do me a favor... Well, please help me check a person named Su Zhongwen, clocks of clocks, cultural texts, hey? What does 'return' mean to check the address? What? Guoyi just found you two days ago? Hey, I'm not checking the address, I'll check the date of birth of this person..."

"Mr. Qin, please call Mr. Sun and ask him about Alxun's date of birth..." After hanging up the phone, Zhang Guozhong turned his head to Qin Ge, "My phone number needs to be waiting for Brother Liu's reply!"

"What's wrong?" Old Liu kept asking.

"This kid Yicheng found the cause of the 'Wansha Tribulation' and has cured a person who has harmed the 'Wansha Tribulation'. Now people can speak!" Zhang Guozhong was also mixed with joy and sorrow in his heart. Although his son was playful, his understanding was far higher than himself. He was considered an excellent successor of the Maoshan School. The kid missed class all day long under the guise of saving people. What should I do if I study?

"Oh?" Old Liu was also surprised, "This... this kid is OK... today isn't April 1st, right?" To be honest, Old Liu was still scared about the foreign festival April Fool's Day. Every April 1st, he would definitely be fooled by Zhang Yicheng...

"It's true!" Zhang Guozhong said, "Guoyi proved to me that it was indeed done by Yicheng. He found that the 'Wansha Tribulation' does not require thousands of souls and souls as the ancient books say. As long as the soul has resentment, the birth date and horoscope before his life are the same as that of a living person, the three souls and seven spirits are enough!"

"Three souls and seven spirits are enough..." Old Liu reacted for a long time, "You mean that a person's soul can cause people to harm tens of thousands of evil disasters?"

"Yes!" Zhang Guozhong insisted on the railway, "but the birth date and horoscope must be the same!"

"The birth date and horoscope are the same!" Li Dong seemed a little surprised, "That means that you should be born on the same day of the same year, month and day, and the birth time difference is within a quarter of an hour?"

"According to Yicheng's statement, that's right!" Zhang Guozhong nodded, "The probability of such coincidence is very small, but it is not impossible..."

"President Zhang, I would like to ask, who is the Yicheng you are talking about? Are you your apprentice?" Li Dong asked, "He will also discover this coincidence?"

"It's my son!" Zhang Guozhong smiled, and a burst of envy immediately appeared on Li Dong's face, "Oh, Master Zhang, I really envy you! When I learned Zhuyoushu, my father forced me to learn with a stick. With a son like you, I will accept my fate if I lose ten years of my life!"

To be honest, Old Liu said this in his eight lifetimes. Not to mention ten years, if he could give birth to a son like Zhang Yicheng, he would admit it even if he died on the spot...

Five minutes later, Zhang Guozhong received a call from Liu Dongsheng. Sure enough, Su Zhongwen and Alxun were born on the same day of the same year, month and day. Although the specific birth dates of the two people cannot be verified, the matter is basically obvious.

"Is it really the little bastard right?" Old Liu shook his head with his hand and kept shaking his head. To be honest, Old Liu was really accused of the father of the young master Cao Moyun. If he had been infected with this "Wansha Tribulation" back then, if he had known it was so simple, why would he mobilize troops to go to Sichuan? You must know that hiring sedan chairs from Tianjin to carry people to Sichuan for treatment. There must be a large group of old Taoists to go back and forth, which is definitely a considerable expense. Besides, the Taoist priests in Baiyun Temple have always been arrogant, but they are definitely not something that can be hired by money. It is not difficult to imagine that just using the "human favor" costs of various relationships should be quite exaggerated... "Guozhong, this is simple, will the salvation of the Su's name be done?"

"It's true in theory, but senior brother..." Zhang Guozhong frowned, "Where is Su Zhongwen's soul?"

"Oh..." After hearing what Zhang Guozhong said, Old Liu suddenly realized that he had sweated heavily before the soul-sucking call, and he didn't even attract a single fart. Besides, he was calling in front of the grave. This is the best place to attract souls. "Guozhong, did you just suspect that this grandson was pretending to die?"

"I was suspicious just now, but if he pretended to die, how could Alxun get sick..." Zhang Guozhong was also in a dilemma, "But Su Zhongwen and Alxun's birthdays were indeed the same day. Is there such a coincidence in the world?" After that, Zhang Guozhong simply took out the compass and pointed the pointer on the plate left and right, but he didn't point to Su Zhongwen's tomb. Looking at the compass, Su Zhongwen's tomb looked like an empty tomb.

"I think there is no need for us to argue on this issue!" Qin Ge smiled slightly, put his mouth in Zhang Guozhong's ear and muttered, saying that Zhang Guozhong was sucking his teeth, "Master Qin, this... isn't that right?"

"There is nothing inappropriate..." Qin Ge frowned, "Although people have dignity, they cannot ignore the dignity of living people in order to take into account the dignity of dead people..."

"Digging the grave?" Old Liu was not a fool. He understood as soon as he heard it. "Mr. Qin, this is not an ancient tomb. Digging graves in this place will make it possible for fellow villagers to catch them. Even if they can't be beaten to death on the spot, they will have to extort 300,000 or 500,000 yuan. Put it in the past, stealing the grave will be a crime of killing the grave!"

"Mr. Liu, I believe that no one else will come to this place at night..." Qin Ge said, "We have walked for more than ten miles just now, and there is no family around. I don't believe that normal people will come to this place at night..."

"I think you are not normal..." Old Liu shrugged his head, "Okay, dig it open and see who this Su Zhongwen is..."

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*Living Talisman: The so-called living Talisman, a kind of talisman that disguises a living person, should theoretically be drawn with human blood, but some people also use chicken blood, dog blood, red salt and even cinnabar to draw. The living Talisman drawn by these materials also has a certain effect, but the chance of blinding evil ghosts is far lower than the talisman drawn by real human blood.

*Deadly and Decision: In ancient my country, death sentences were divided into two types: "deadly and decision" and "deadly and decision". Since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, death sentences must be reviewed and approved by the Ministry of Justice. The criminals sentenced to "deadly and decision" were immediately beheaded once the Ministry of Justice approved, and the "deadly and decisive" had to wait until the fall of the next year. Generally speaking, those sentenced to "deadly and decisive" were mostly severe prisoners such as "rebellion", "tomb robbery", and "parent killing".
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