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Chapter 120 Seeing the Strange People

Feng Yun's words naturally aroused Kong Jie's curiosity.

What will the polling bureau do next, and how the whole case will develop.

So Kong Jie didn't even think about it, so he quickly agreed, and followed Feng Yun towards Zhang's house.

The villagers gathered not far away have not figured out what happened until now.

Seeing the disappearing figures of the crowd, the villagers still looked at each other in blank dismay.

The smoker was still standing by the river, puffing on his dry tobacco. Amid the lingering smoke, the smoker kept looking at Feng Yun and the others who gradually disappeared into the village with puzzled eyes.

"Poll Bureau..."

He also repeated these three words with a voice that only he could hear, with an intriguing expression on his face.

……

When Kong Jie followed Feng Yun to Zhang's house again, he soon saw the figures of three people reflected on the window, busy back and forth in the house.

Pushing open the door and entering the room, what greets the eyes is a big table, mainly with a hot pot in the center, or the most classic kind of mandarin duck pot.

The only thing that is a little special is that Ma Linger is lying on the table at the moment, carefully holding a brush dipped in cinnabar, and constantly drawing patterns on the pot.

While drawing, Ma Ling'er kept plausible words in her mouth.

"Dry three times, Kun six breaks, shake the bowl, gen cover the bowl, leave the center empty, ridge full, turn up the gap, and sun down break."

What Ma Linger said was exactly the gossip formula that Feng Yun had taught before.

Relying on this formula, Ma Ling'er quickly drew eight lines in eight positions on the hot pot.

The eight lines respectively represent Heavenly Stems, Earthly Kun, Huoli, Shuikan, Shangen, Leizhen, Fengxun, and Zedui.

This process is an essential step in making a Yin Yang pot.

There has always been a saying in the Shancheng area that on the July [-]th Ghost Festival, if you see a hot pot restaurant that is very lively and overcrowded, don't step in lightly.

It is said that the food in these shops is all yin and yang pot, and many people want to meet their dead relatives on this day.

Therefore, it is uncertain which of the two people sitting across from each other is a human and which is a ghost.

But this was all a long time ago, and now more people will only regard this kind of thing as a legend, or a joke after dinner.

But in some remote places, there are still bad customs of ghost marriage.

And this yin and yang pot is a wedding banquet for a dark marriage...

After finishing the last stroke, Ma Linger breathed a sigh of relief, and then put the brush aside.

"Bride, the yin-yang pot is ready, how is your preparation going?"

Fatty's footsteps were soon heard in the room, and there was a voice of complaint:

"Don't shout, I'm an old man, it's not embarrassing enough to be a bride."

While talking, the fat man came out of the room, holding a piece of talisman paper in his hand. The yellow talisman paper was densely packed with special patterns that were completely incomprehensible.

Yan Qilin quickly came out from another room, and poured half of red oil and half of white soup into the mandarin duck pots.

The red oil and white soup are just ordinary hot pot ingredients. The special feature of Yin Yang pot is the charm and the gossip pattern on the pot. Other than that, everything else is ordinary hot pot ingredients.

However, due to time constraints, everyone had no time to prepare the food for the hot pot.

Anyway, it's not for eating, and it won't affect what they are going to do next.

When the two of them helped to place two chairs in front of and behind the table, all preparations were considered complete.

However, it is worth noting that the place where this table can be placed is above the beam on which Zhang Dong was hanged.

The fat man's heart was full of shock, and he simply wiped off the ashes on his eyelids. This is the truth of the so-called blind eye.

However, Ma Linger and Yan Qilin could still see Zhang Dong repeating the process of hanging himself, and this scene gave them both an indescribable sense of awkwardness.

Fatty quickly sat on the main seat, but at this moment he was still a little uncertain:

"Speaking of which, is it really useful? The purpose of holding a wedding is to attract the river god, and it's not a real marriage. Will the yin-yang button work?"

Hearing this, Ma Ling'er couldn't help laughing and said:

"You think it's fake, but the marriage certificate has already been burned to worship heaven, and your marriage is the witness of heaven and earth.

So strictly speaking, you and the river god are husband and wife.

The two of you are implicated in the way of yin and yang, and you set taboos during this period.

In this way, as long as the river god violates the taboo, you will be able to sense it, and we should prepare early so that we will not be passive.

At the same time, with the yin-yang buckle on, no matter how far apart you two are, you can clearly perceive the location of the river god.

This is also convenient for us to find him again, which is beneficial and harmless. "

When the fat man heard this, his eyes widened immediately:
"Isn't it? I'm such a young man, I will carry a marriage contract in the future? Or with an old man?"

"Do not worry……"

Yan Qilin patted the fat man on the shoulder, and comforted him:

"After the matter is over, we will help you dissolve the engagement."

"Although it is a dissolution, strictly speaking, from the perspective of the witness of heaven and earth, you are divorced, hahaha."

Ma Linger's words completely made Fatty want to cry:
"Is it easy for me to solve the case?
If I were to find out the ins and outs of this case and catch the culprit, I would have to tear it into pieces to relieve my hatred! "

The fat man gritted his teeth and said, but what should be done still needs to be done.

The fat man quickly put the drawn spell into the white soup pot, then picked up a pair of chopsticks and dipped the red soup into his mouth.

"Yin and yang are connected, if you don't go to heaven, please go to the earth, the yin and yang are hidden in the mandarin duck pot, and the mandarin ducks are formed in the white soup pot..."

When the voice fell, the fat man dipped his chopsticks into the white soup pot again and put it in his mouth.

In an instant, the fat man trembled all over.

Seeing this scene, Ma Ling'er quickly picked up another pair of chopsticks and a bowl of water and put them on the table opposite the fat man.

Under the watchful eyes of several people, Ma Ling'er inserted the pair of chopsticks into the bowl, and when he slowly let go of his hand, the pair of chopsticks stood upright in the water.

"Tick..."

The fat man dropped a drop of blood into the clear water, and saw that the blood spread out quickly after entering the water, looking like a net made of red silk threads.

Somehow, Fatty also felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart.

"It's done!"

The whole ceremony didn't last too long, the fat man opened his eyes soon, looked at Yan Qilin and the two and nodded:
"I seem to feel the position of the river god, and for some reason, there is a feeling that the river god is in a very lively environment.

The direction, it should be on the side of Yong'an River. "

"What kind of taboo is set?"

Facing Yan Qilin's serious question, Fatty immediately replied:

"As long as the God of the River mentions anything about our polling bureau, I will know immediately through the yin and yang buckles between each other."

"Great, this way, we won't be in a passive position.

The next step is to hurry up and finish the river sacrifice ceremony, and try to see if it can attract ghost ships again. "

After deciding on the next move, the three of them left Zhang's house in a hurry.

Called Kong Jie who was standing at the door but couldn't recover for a long time.

"Director Feng, are there really so many details in this mandarin duck pot?"

Kong Jie looked at Feng Yun in surprise and asked, and Feng Yun nodded quickly:

"That's right, but Director Kong doesn't need to worry.

The folk method of making yin-yang pots has long been lost. Even if this kind of culture is still preserved in a small number of places, it is only in shape but not in spirit. In this world, no one can use it except polling bureaus. "

Only then did Kong Jie feel relieved, but he quickly asked again:

"If such a thing has ever happened among the people, why is it not known to the public, and even officials like us have never heard of it?"

Feng Yun smiled:
"Since ancient times, there has been a gap between the folks and the officials.

Moreover, in our Great Yan Kingdom, the wind is different for ten miles, and the customs are different for hundreds of miles. The folks in various places have their own particulars, and there are also some secret cultures.

Now is the era of believing in science, and there is often no way to prove these hidden cultures through science.

Over time, it has become a legend, or a folk anecdote.

There used to be sixteen folk factions that flourished in the folk arena, including the Outer Bamen, the Inner Bamen, and the Yin Bamen, but you can’t even find a single word for this kind of thing in history.

The history we know is written by the victors, and the purpose of writing history is often very complicated.

So what you don't know doesn't mean it doesn't exist.

Let me give you the simplest example. Who do you think is the most famous female general in history? "

Facing Feng Yun's question, Kong Jie said after thinking for a while:
"Hua Mulan?"

Feng Yun shook his head, then continued:
"The first female military commander in history is named Fuhao.

Shang Wang Wuding never forgot about her, but before the discovery of more than 1000 pieces of oracle bone inscriptions, there was hardly any historical material that recorded her.

So the history you think, the truth you think is, after all, written down by man.

The same is true for folk culture, which has few documents but is passed on orally.

It's like the other side of the world, real but less visible.

When one culture has a great impact on another culture, the culture that can bring more benefits will be vigorously developed to cover up the other culture. "

Feng Yun's words were firmly remembered in Kong Jie's heart.

Looking at the pensive Kong Jie, Feng Yun said calmly:

"Director Kong, let's go and see how our team members should investigate the case next."

The figures of Kong Jie and Feng Yun gradually disappeared at the end of the path, only the mandarin duck pot still in the house was still proving what happened just now.

Almost everyone ignored Zhang Dong, the poor ghost who kept repeating the suicide process.

He had a bitter look on his face, and he was even more distressed in his heart.

Why am I committing suicide here, can you be more serious and put the hot pot on?
……

At the same time, by the Yong'an River, the villagers have already returned home with doubts, and almost every family is talking about this strange funeral.

Since the people from the polling bureau appeared in the village, various strange things have happened one after another.

First, a big event was held in the home of the bitter master who had destroyed the family. As a result, none of the villagers had seen who the bride and groom were?

I have never heard the lively sound that should be there.

On the second day, before the villagers accepted the matter, the red matter turned into a trivial matter.

The fat man who was still asking the villagers about this and that yesterday turned out to be a black and white posthumous photo placed in the mourning hall.

An old man whom he had never seen before reported funerals from door to door.

The kindness of the villagers helped to see him off, but unexpectedly saw the strange boat by the river again.

The old man jumped into the boat and ran away, but the coffin lid was kicked off immediately, and the fat man who was thought dead by everyone appeared alive and kicking in front of everyone again.

These things made all the villagers puzzled. Some people wanted to take a look at the river curiously, but they were quickly dispersed by the soldiers.

Therefore, the villagers were so confused that every house was still brightly lit as the night approached.

At this time, Fatty and the others had come to the river again. On the bamboo raft floating by the river, the coffin was still lying there quietly.

The soldiers quickly delivered a paper figurine as Fatty ordered.

But when he brought the paper figurine back, he happened to be seen by the reporters who had been standing outside the line of defense.

"That officer and soldier is holding a paper doll?"

"What's going on inside? Is this paper figurine also needed for investigation?"

The reporters were puzzled by this. After all, officers, soldiers and paper figurines should not appear in the same frame, so the visual contrast is naturally very strong.

But even if they were curious, they couldn't go through the defense line to see what happened.

After getting the paper figurine, the fat man quickly wrote his birth date on a piece of yellow talisman paper, and stuffed it into the paper figurine's body.

In this way, it is tantamount to the paper figurine replacing the fat man, which is convenient for completing the final ceremony.

Under the watchful eyes of Feng Yun and Kong Jie, the three of them pushed the coffin into the river.

The coffin soon began to sink into the bottom of the river, and at the same time, gusts of wind blew up on the river.

Fatty and the others standing on the bank looked around curiously, and the river surface was filled with white mist again at this moment.

"Damn it, at least it was attracted.

Fat Lord, I am married and lying in a coffin, and now my body has to sink to the bottom of the river, just to attract this shit ghost boat.

This time, even if his mother's heavenly king Lao Tzu is here, the fat man has to get on this boat! "

In the white mist that gradually formed, Gui Chuan's figure loomed again.

Seeing this scene, Fatty and the others hurried onto the bamboo raft, Feng Yun and Kong Jie followed closely behind.

The fat man rowed the bamboo raft slowly into the white mist, approaching the ghost ship.

At this moment, everyone saw that the coffin that was supposed to sink to the bottom of the water slowly surfaced at this moment.

"Snapped!"

With a loud noise, the coffin lid was pushed away from the inside.

Immediately afterwards, the paper figurine, which should have been drenched, sat up slowly with extreme stiffness.

The ghost ship stopped next to the coffin, and then a rope that should not have existed appeared between each other.

The paper man stood up, as if under some kind of control, approached the ghost ship step by step, and then began to climb onto the ghost ship with the help of the rope.

Since the fat man painted the eyebrows on the paper figurine, and then pasted his birth date, this paper figurine is, in a sense, a real corpse.

In other words, if the person lying in the coffin is not a paper man, but a corpse.

He will also act autonomously and board the ghost ship as he is doing now.

Seeing this scene, the three of them widened their eyes, and Kong Jie who was standing next to Feng Yun subconsciously took a step back.

That is a paper doll, but now it is acting autonomously like a living person, and I am afraid that it would be difficult for anyone to accept it.

"The bodies missing from the hospital are indeed related to this ghost ship."

"No wonder Xing Si checked and checked, but nothing was found.

Those corpses in the morgue should have walked to the Yong'an River by themselves like this, this is too evil. "

The scene in front of him undoubtedly confirmed the previous speculation of Fatty and the others.

All the clues in the hospital indicated that these corpses had traces of actions, but if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, who would have thought of this?

Fatty speeded up the movements of his hands, and said doubtfully:

"You bastard, what do you want these corpses to do? Could it be that he has some hobbies?"

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and speed up. If the ghost boat slips away again this time, we will be wasting our time."

Under Ma Linger's urging, Fatty quickly controlled the bamboo raft and approached the ghost ship.

This was the first time for several people to face the ghost ship at such a close range. The whole ghost ship was rusty and dilapidated as far as the naked eye could see.

At the same time, the closer they got to the ghost ship, the stronger the stench became, which made several people retch.

Suppressing this discomfort, the fat man grabbed the rope, and then took the lead in kicking off the wall of the ship with great effort, and climbed onto the ghost ship.

The rest of the people did the same, until only Feng Yun and Kong Jie were left on the bamboo raft, Feng Yun turned to look at Kong Jie:
"Director Kong, I'm not sure what will happen next.

So you better figure out if you want to come aboard this boat with us, or wait on the shore? "

Regarding Feng Yun's question, Kong Jie looked at the three people standing on the ghost ship, then at Feng Yun, then gritted his teeth and nodded.

"Get on board!"

He knew very well that if it hadn't been for the polling bureau, he would never have experienced anything in his life.

Although he would feel flustered at this moment, curiosity clearly prevailed.

In this way, the few people finally stepped on the ghost ship along the rope, and the wooden deck would creak every step it took, as if it would break at any moment.

A thick layer of rust had accumulated on the entire plywood, and there was even moss growing over it.

At the same time, there is still a foul smell lingering around, staying here for a second is a great test for the few people.

There were many incomplete holes in the side of the boat. Logically speaking, such a boat would never be able to float on the water, but at this time, the ghost boat was safe and sound along the river, gradually drifting towards the white mist.

This boat is not big, and it won't take too much time for Fatty and a few people to go around.

When several people gathered together again, some doubts were revealed.

The boat looked like it had been underwater for years.

And besides them, there was only the paper man who stood there in a daze after getting on the boat...

(End of this chapter)