Spiritual History of Manchuria

Chapter 10 First Seven

Qin Zhong held the gold wire edge and cotton box tightly in his hands and shook it gently. There seemed to be something moving in it. It was strange that he couldn't help opening the box and sat under the street lamp and looking at it.

"Brother security guard, thank you very much for your understanding. I specially bought that box of cigarettes for you. Without my husband, I don't know what to do. I won't give gifts or drink, so I can only buy you a box of cigarettes secularly. I hope you understand. There is a small ball in the box. Please help me put the ball like the Yellow Sea, where there are two knuckle bones of me and my husband. When you see my body, the little finger of my body has been cut off by me and sent us into the sea to fulfill our wishes.

Qin Zhong's forehead was sweating coldly. What kind of woman is he? He can take off his little finger bone carelessly, and it has lasted for so long. Does he really not hurt?

Qin Zhong shook for a moment. There was indeed a small thing in it. He burned the note and then put away the brocade box. To be honest, with the things of the two dead people, his heart was still very trembling. It was almost midnight. Two people died in this community one day. Qin Zhong was really a little frightened, but there was nothing he could do. For the security guard in a community, it is his fault to patrol everywhere, at least a round of patrol before returning to the gate guard.

"Woo-hoo!" There were bursts of crying, one was the sound from the building behind, which was the family of the new bride, who was crying.

"Oh, my God, you stupid child, why do you just leave? Why can't you think so much!" Someone shouted in the compound. It sounded like a woman's voice. It seemed that it should be the girl's family, which was heartbreaking.

Qin Zhong felt uncomfortable when he heard this. These days, there are really joys and sorrows for martyrs for love. What he is happy about is that there are such a cherished people. What worries is a girl with a good year. In this way, the young man lost the second half of living happily in the world.

"Dong Dong!" I don't know which god came up with the trick in the community. I set an old clock on the fake mountain, saying that it was a little angry for the owners in the community, so even if it was midnight, it did affect everyone's sleep, but for my own breath, people still swallowed it.

The voice looks particularly desolate and empty in the middle of the night, which makes people particularly fantasize about some horrible scenes, especially after the death of two people, which is even more unacceptable.

Qin Zhong's back was a little cold. Just as he was about to go to the gate, a figure suddenly appeared and immediately stayed beside Qin Zhong.

" hiss!" Qin Zhong took a deep breath and started to fight, but after he saw it clearly, it was Guo Dafu who stood in front of Qin Zhong: "Hey, boss, is it cool to work at night?"

"Wow!" Qin Zhong breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Guo Dafu: "Your uncle, why didn't you come out?"

"Hey, isn't it just two people who have died? I'm afraid that you will be lonely at night, so after thinking about it, I'd better come to entertain you."

Qin Zhong looked helpless: "Dead, what does it have to do with me?"

"It's twelve o'clock in the middle of the night. Have you forgotten that we used to encounter something unclean at twelve o'clock?" Guo Dafu tried to evoke Qin Zhong's memory, but he looked at Qin Zhong's confused appearance and sighed.

Qin Zhong scratched his head: "Did I know you before? Besides, this is the first time I came out for a walk so late. It's not for this responsibility, and I won't have anything to do here. Two people have died, and there is another seven. Do you think you would come out?

"The first seven?" Guo Dafu seemed to remember something: "Who is the first seven?"

"The husband of the woman who jumped off the building!"

Guo Dafu's face suddenly turned white: "Oh, my God, this is not a joke. Maybe something will go wrong." As he spoke, he pulled Qin Zhong to the square.

But when they arrived at the square, Qin Zhong and his figure stunned him.

In the middle of the square, an old woman cried in the dark and almost cried out her lungs. Beside him was a 17- or 18-year-old teenager with an aluminum basin on the ground, holding a dozen pieces of dark paper in his hand, and beside him were two piles of paper with the Bank of Heaven and Earth.

The paper in the paper basin was burning. Under the breeze in the middle of the night, the firelight swayed, as if it was attached to the woman's crying and crying.

There is a circle of crystal street lamps around the square, which was designed by Guo Dafu at the beginning, but it looks very noble and luxurious. The light is elegant and heroic, dim yellow and brilliant, which makes people feel extremely luxurious.

"Boom!" The electric door of the community was opened lazily. There was no car to enter. There were only a few people, carrying a lot of paper, tributes, and a Taoist priest, who was led to the back of the courtyard by a man carrying a big package.

"Isn't that the groom during the day? Why did even the Taoist priest come here?" Qin Zhong had a good memory and said something when he saw the man.

Guo Dafu curled his lips and said, "I'm afraid it was the man who said something he shouldn't have said. This time, his bride committed suicide, and he can't delay it. If he can't handle it, of course, he will invite a Taoist priest to calm down."

"Why, it's not the disaster he caused in anger, otherwise there would have been so many things." Qin Zhong said, and suddenly found that the Taoist priest turned to his side.

The Taoist priest came to the 17- or 18-year-old teenager. Without saying a word, he took the compass and muttered, "No, there is someone here who wants to return. I said that your wife's death was so entangled. It turned out that it had something to do with the dead of this family!"

After listening to the Taoist priest's words, the old woman's crying suddenly stopped and turned into an angry voice: "Where did you come from? Who will not die in a hundred years? My niece and son-in-law are dead. If you still say this, how can a dead man pester your family?"

Qin Zhong's words made sense, because he saw things most clearly during the day: "He is right. During the day, it's not the groom who asked the bride to jump off the building, and the bride can't fly down from upstairs."

"I, that's what I said. Who knows if she can really jump down." The groom took over the conversation, and the Taoist priest stopped him.

The Taoist priest came to Guo Dafu and took a look, and his face suddenly changed: "Your boy is very evil." Then he took a look at Qin Zhong beside him: "My God, the righteousness on your body is so strong. This is the righteousness of a god. Who are you two?"

"Your uncle's anger, where did I get angry? Don't talk nonsense with me. What should I do? Don't make trouble here." Qin Zhong is straightforward after all.

The muscles on the Taoist's face jumped: "It's midnight, Zhengzi, mother, if there are the first seven souls here, I will really clean up this ghost today. He has done everything in the whole community."

"What evidence do you have to prove this?" Qin Zhong asked.

Lao Dao scratched his head and grinned and slapped his big lips: "Lao Dao, I'm here today to rectify this community. Since someone has paid a lot of money to hire me, I have to work hard. You can be careful later. Do you want to buy some amulets here first, and now I can give you a discount?"

"Well, I think it's important for you to save your life first. With your virtue, you still want to clean up a ghost here. I think you're superfluous." Qin Zhong said and put his hand on his back.

Guo Dafu smiled, rubbed his * gently, and smiled secretly, "Look at that virtue, it's not a serious old way. It's him who will make a fool of himself for a while. I guess he is also the master of fraud."

Lao Dao ignored Guo Dafu's words and just sprayed a mouthful of chicken blood on the compass in his hand. With a wave of the sword in his hand, the compass began to rotate crazily. After a while, the compass became extremely entangled. No matter how the compass rotated, Qin Zhong looked at it in a state of struggle. When the compass suddenly stood still, the old Dao raised his eyebrows and said, "Whether it's old ghosts or new ghosts, I will come out to the Taoist master. Today, we will fight with each other."