Chapter 43 Grey Ghost

Three policemen gathered on the cemetery and surrounded Qin Zhongtuan.

"Remove, come with us."

"Why did you arrest me?" Qin Zhong said.

The man smiled proudly: "Hey, you are too naive. You kidnapped me here and asked why you were arrested. What did you want me to say about you? Do you have to explain my crime to you?"

"Well, you are nothing, not to mention you guys. What's wrong with the police? First, I didn't break the law. Second, I didn't provoke any of you. I just want to pay tribute to my ancestors. Is this wrong?"

"The ancestors? Then take out your grave plaque!"

"No, I only have one heart."

"I still have a heart. Get out!" The man was very arrogant and rampant, and he looked at several policemen.

The policeman grabbed Qin Zhong's arm and prepared to handcuff him, but Qin Zhong's physique had changed dramatically. How could ordinary people control it? The two of them tried their lives to grab Qin Zhong's arm, but no matter how they tried, they could not carry Qin Zhong's hands back.

Qin Zhong's face was gray: "I really have a business here. Don't stop me. If you don't do what I said, it is very likely that something will happen to this cemetery."

"Haha, don't be alarmist. What's going on here? What else can happen to us except for the dead who can't speak, and the few of us watching the scene here."

"It will be late if something happens. Go and find the old man who engraves for me. I want to ask him what he should engrave here?" Qin Zhong said very sincerely.

The police did not force him. Qin Zhong turned around and stared his angry eyes and stared at the three policemen: "What's the reason for arresting people indiscriminately without evidence? Aren't you afraid that I will sue you?"

"You disturb the order in public places here, and I have the right to take you away."

"Which family member have I disturbed the order? Which of them has been affected by me? Can you ask later?" Qin Zhong's face was calm.

The policeman seemed to have eaten a big fly and was choked: "This!"

"You, go quickly, or be careful of your family. You have to be an old man today. It's so hard for you to do something." Qin Zhong said.

The police couldn't attack the man for a long time, so he muttered his bad luck and wanted to leave.

A gust of wind raged each other, blowing the papyrus paper in the cemetery all over the mountains and falling down, and the paper dust blew straight to people's faces. As soon as the man turned around to avoid the paper dust, he provoked a black face.

Qin Zhong went to the staff's office with the police and sat down quietly in the office, waiting for the arrival of the old man. Half a day, the two policemen drove away because they received the police. The staff called the security guard and was forced to retreat by Qin Zhong. The man had no choice but to follow Qin Zhong's instructions.

Until the evening, this place, cemetery, Tomb-sweeping Day, evening, what does it mean? It's too normal for ghosts to appear.

"Grandpa, are you still waiting here?"

"Yes, if the old man doesn't come, you don't want to leave. If it's haunted at night, let's carry it together." Qin Zhong said.

The man has nowhere to fall in: "Man, please forgive me. Can't I accept it?"

"No, I can't accept it. I have to wait until I finish my work." In fact, Qin Zhong could leave, but he was really eager to figure out the mess of this photo, so he waited here.

It was not until it was dark that a man staggered up from the gate of the cemetery. The man staggered and hummed a little song in his mouth.

This is a person who often haunts the cemetery, otherwise ordinary people are not in the mood to sing and shake in the cemetery.

"Grandpa, the old man is here." The man looks bitter.

Qin Zhong suddenly stood up and said, "Daunt, let me wait until dawn. If he is haunted, he will throw himself here." But as soon as Qin Zhong's words fell, he suddenly found that the gray ghosts in the cemetery were flying around, and the green ghost fire was flying all over the sky.

He knows in his mind that it's time. It's impossible for such a place to stop. Even if he knows some techniques to defeat ghosts, he can't be rough at the door of his home.

"Who is his grandmother looking for the old man?" As soon as I entered the room, a strong smell of wine rushed in.

Qin Zhong looked at the man. He was not tall, slightly hunched, and his face was black and blue. Looking carefully, there were still many rotten sores on this guy's forehead, and there were white ** flowing out of the rotten sores. Even if he drank a lot of wine, his body was still cold.

"Are you the old man who engraved the tombstone?" Qin Zhong has the demeanor of a big brother.

The old man held the big bag on his forehead and looked down at Qin Zhong: "Who the mother is you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am. The important thing is that you take care of the matter for me. You say who I am." Qin Zhong said, stretched out his hand and picked up the old man in one hand, as if he were catching a chicken cub. He carried the old man to the old man's big grave: "There is only one of the most luxurious tomb here. Look at the words below and tell me what are left."

As soon as the old man arrived at the tombstone, he suddenly calmed down. He stared at the photo in front of the tombstone and burped two times: "Here, it's all the words I carved, but the tombstone was a little bad at that time. When I carved it halfway, I heard that his family was missing, so I stopped and began to return it. Someone gave me the wages, but later I couldn't find anyone, so I simply threw away all the things behind me.

"Throw it away? Your uncle, do you know how important the things he asked you to carve are to me? Can you find it? Qin Zhong asked.

The old man calculated for a long time and shook his head and said, "I may know the general content of what was written, but let me clearly say what I wrote."

"Then tell me what's going on?" Qin Zhong's words appeared four or five ghosts in the luxury area one after another.

"What is written in the back is, I'm afraid that someone should get retribution in the city, and then there will be a lot of hook words, which should be Japanese characters. This woman is not simple, and she also got a luxurious tomb here. If I knew that she was Japanese, I raised his grave high and low. Who would he would like to look for? Who will go? I hate the Japanese the most.

"This is not bad. Looking at your patriotism, I won't embarrass you tonight. I also asked you what I want to ask, but I still ask you to do something. You can finish carving this tombstone. As for the money, come to me later." Qin Zhong threw some money to the old man readily.

The old man's mouth couldn't be close: "Oh, so generous, well, I'll start tomorrow."

"No, I'll start working tonight. I can't help it. In such a situation, I'm also anxious. I want to see what can happen here." Qin Zhong said and waved his hand to ask the man to help him find something like a hammer chisel or something.

After everything was ready, the old man squatted in front of the epitaph, picked up the axe and began to engrave, but as soon as the hammer went down, he was a little confused: "Sir, what do you think you want to engrave?"

"Do whatever you want, but don't want him to talk about what he wants to say in Japanese." Qin Zhong said to the man, "Okay, sir, you can get out of here."

"Okay, thank you so much, boss." The man felt finally liberated. He changed his clothes, rode his bicycle, braked without stepping on it, and quickly went outside the cemetery.

But Qin Zhong's eyes were easy to use. Just as the man left, he found a very serious problem. The ghosts in the cemetery floated out, stepped on the clouds and floated by, followed by the man, all lying on him one by one.

"It's broken, something is going to happen to this guy!" Qin Zhong had a very bad foreboding in his heart. He looked back at the engraved old man. On such a dark night, it was actually cremated on the grave. It's really a joke. I'm afraid this old man won't last long. He scratched his head violently. Is it possible that he made some problems with these two people?

Before he could think about it, he heard a rapid and muffled brake sound.