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Chapter 20 Worship the gods and don't burn the head incense, ashes are prone to disasters

Although Lin Feng has not been in contact with Feng Yun for a long time, this person has indeed aroused his curiosity.

Whether it is this organization that has never been heard of before, or the style of this trio, they are all refreshing Lin Feng's inherent cognition of the Bingfu.

Without checking the clues to check the rumors, and these three people are so concerned about a bus that does not exist, naturally Lin Feng feels that something is wrong no matter what he thinks.

On the other side, the three of Feng Yun and the others returned to the car after leaving Tixing Division. As soon as they got in the car, the fat man couldn't help being curious, looked at Feng Yun and asked:
"Director, look at your attitude, what did you find?"

Feng Yun looked out the window, frowned slightly and said in thought:

"The reason why we couldn't see this bus yesterday, including when Xing Si was investigating, was that the bus was not there, because the time was wrong."

"Ah? But according to Ti Xing's investigation records, their investigation time is around twelve o'clock."

"When I say time, I mean days."

With that said, Feng Yun looked at the fat man next to him and Yan Qilin behind him:

"In ancient folklore, there is a unique calculation method.

If 1~12 is used to match the twelve earthly branches, then every odd number is yang, and every even number is yin.

Just now I paid special attention to all the confessions, the witnesses' records of the time when they saw the 444 bus.

The cloudy days of each month are different, for example, there are more cloudy days in December and fewer cloudy days in January.

However, all the witnessing events in the confession, although the months are different, are all cloudy.

So you understand, this is an important opportunity that we have been neglecting.

That 444 bus only comes on cloudy days..."

The faces of Fatty and Yan Qilin were obviously puzzled, and they seemed to be unable to understand the matter clearly for the time being.

However, Feng Yun was not in a hurry to let the two understand, he just waved his hand:

"Let's go, go back to the military mansion first, we need to prepare some things.

The next cloudy day will be two days later. If our previous inference is correct, we will not find anything in these two days.

In this case, it is better to sharpen the knife and not mistakenly chop woodwork. When everything is ready, we will solve the case in one go two days later. "

The group of three had just returned to the polling bureau temporarily built in the abandoned warehouse of the Military Mansion when Feng Yun received a call from the chief soldier.

Naturally, the chief soldier wanted to inquire about Feng Yun's handling of the case when making this call, and at the same time, he also hoped to repeatedly tell Feng Yun that his time was running out and he had to solve the case as soon as possible.

On the one hand, it was pressure from superiors, and on the other hand, Feng Yun had to wait for a favorable time and place.

Therefore, although Feng Yun didn't say anything at this moment, the pressure on his shoulders was much greater.

Soon Feng Yun gave Fatty and Yan Qilin a list of things to prepare.

An officer and soldier drove for the two, and drove them away from the military mansion to go shopping.

Sitting in the car, the fat man looked at the list in his hand, wondering:

"What are these things, a three-in-one compass, a stack of yellow paper, and the most outrageous thing is a handful of ashes.

What is this ashes?What does it have to do with solving the case? "

Compared to Fatty, Yan Qilin is obviously much calmer:

"Listen to the director."

The simple four words showed Yan Qilin's attitude, which made the fat man sitting next to him feel a little bored:

"You boring gourd is really boring, sometimes I wonder if your voice is borrowed.

I don't think this car is too stuffy, let's talk to help ease the atmosphere..."

However, Yan Qilin didn't pay attention to him, and the fat man was talking to himself along the way.

"Hey, just stop here, everything on the list should be here..."

Following the fat man's order, the officers and soldiers quickly parked the military vehicle in front of a paper shop.

There are not many paper-making shops these days, and they are generally located around some large hospitals, forming a one-stop service after death.

Fatty and Yan Qilin got out of the car, and the shop sign in front of them was obviously different from other shops.

On the white plaque was written the word "Violent Situation", and there was a white lantern hanging beside it. There were two paper figurines welcoming guests at the door, one on the left and one on the right, red men and green women, but neither had eyes.

Jisi is a relatively old name. In ancient times, those who operated funeral supplies were collectively called Jisi, including coffin shops, paper-making shops, and so on.

The two paper figurines placed at the door are also exquisite, usually a man and a woman are placed on the left and right sides respectively.

If the paper figurine stands upright and holds something like ingots in both hands, it means that the shop can accept credit in ancient times.

And if the paper figurine is empty-handed and greets the door sideways, it means that the store will not accept credit.

But now this kind of attention is not common anymore, and people's living conditions are good, and no one will pay on credit for this kind of thing, so this saying is no longer circulated among the people.

"Squeak..."

The fat man carelessly pushed open the door of the paper shop, and all kinds of gaudy papers greeted his eyes.

There are conventional gold and silver paper ingots, paper people and paper horses, archways and gatehouses, and house paper money.

There are also some modern sports cars, villas...

The shop owner is a bald middle-aged man, he looked at the two with a heavy face and said:

"just looking around……"

All the bosses who open the paper shop never greet the guests with a smile, let alone say the so-called welcome.

Needless to say the reason.

Therefore, basically entering any paper-making shop, the boss will always have a sullen face, which can be regarded as a unique custom in this industry.

"Boss, don't be so sad, no one is dead, just came to buy something!"

The fat man carelessly handed over the list in his hand:

"Just prepare it for me according to this, hurry up!"

For such a guest, Boss Paper Piercing also felt that it was very rare, so he looked at the list curiously. The first ones were okay, but the last top incense made him feel a little puzzled.

"Master, I know what the above things are for.

But what do you want this stick of incense for? "

Hearing this, Fatty immediately became interested:

"Do you know what a head incense is?"

The bald middle-aged man nodded, then turned his head and pointed to the incense burner enshrining the god:
"The first incense refers to the incense ash after the first stick of incense is burnt in a day, but I don't quite understand what you are using the incense ashes for?"

"Boss, don't talk nonsense, I want to understand and ask you?"

The fat man was also very puzzled, he really didn't know what kind of medicine Feng Yun was selling in this gourd.

However, under Fatty's urging, the bald middle-aged man was quickly prepared, and the required items on the list were delivered to Fatty in a red bag.

Until the two left, the bald middle-aged man still had some doubts on his face.

Fatty and Yan Qilin also don't know at all, there is a saying that has been circulated since ancient times in this kind of casual business.

"The first incense burns and turns into ashes, and when you scatter it, you will see ghosts and gods. Paper dolls don't draw eyes, and if they have eyes, they can return to their souls..."

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