the last priest

The paper money placed beside him moved slightly, and then a gust of wind blew them away. Zha Wenbin stood up, holding the white paper lantern, on which was written a big "Dian" with a brush. ", slapped Heizi on the buttocks and said: "Go!"

Every few steps, he would ring the evil bell and throw out a handful of paper money. The pale lanterns and the crisp ringing of the bell were particularly eye-catching at night.This is done to tell Yincha that the relatives are very polite and come to greet them in person, and the second is to let passersby see a stranger passing by early, so as not to offend.

If you really encounter a ghost on the road, you can either choose to take another fork to avoid it, or simply turn your back and squat on the ground, wait for the lantern to pass before getting up, and don't bump into it head-on.

Passing through the village, people who heard the ringing of the bell covered their heads with quilts. The crying dolls would be covered by their mouths, and the young couples who were doing business would stop abruptly. Get up and sneak a few glances from the corner of the window.

After reaching Wang's house, Zha Wenbin found a short stick and stuck the lantern on the side of the road, then silently retreated to the side.Although the hairs on Heizi's back were all standing up, he was very obedient and didn't growl. Its eyes slowly moved from one angle to another, and then turned to look up. Cha Wenbin knew that they had already entered the room.

In the room on the second floor, the whole family sat together, the lights were off, and the sound was silent. We could only hear each other’s breathing, and the temperature became lower than before. People with sharp ears can He heard the slight sound of bowls and chopsticks clashing from downstairs.

Chaozi's tears couldn't help falling down, he really wanted to rush out to have a look at his father again, but Hengroulian and Zhuo Xiong sat on both sides of him, making him unable to move.

Maybe this slight move upstairs disturbed something, someone began to hear the sound of footsteps coming from the stairs, Zhuo Xiong quickly covered Chao Zi's mouth, and the sound disappeared after a while.

Heizi's gaze returned to the roof again, and then moved once again from top to bottom. It slowly turned its body, and began to face the entrance of the village, unwilling to look back for a long time.

Cha Wenbin felt as if he wanted to smile wryly, so he patted Heizi again and shouted, "Go, go into the room and sleep."

Until dawn, the big rooster at the door crowed "Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" , people upstairs tentatively opened the door, but saw something extra on the ground.I don't know if it was windy last night, or Zha Wenbin didn't paste it properly, and one of the talisman papers fell to the ground.

Looking at each other, they found that there was a series of footsteps in the house extending from the mourning hall to the door. The two scouts soon discovered that the footprints belonged to two people. It was by the table where his mother had fallen, and it belonged to Mr. He. After he came back, he still couldn't forget Mrs. Wang.

Regarding the series of footprints left on the stairs, Chaozi said that the footprints were one size larger than his father's.

The firecrackers were lit, and this seemingly peaceful Huishaye was over. Only Cha Wenbin knew that the moment the talisman fell to the ground, he almost broke into the door.

Farewell to Wang Xin, the matter here is really over.

The next half year was considered the most peaceful and the most comfortable half year in Zha Wenbin's life. During that half year, the house was completed, and Chao Zi and the others' careers also improved slightly, and they were quite good in that area open.

The brothers drank small wine and ate small dishes every night, but they still had such a happy life.At that time, Leng Yiran often took Xiaocha back to her hometown for weekends, and cooked two dishes to reward these men, and the days were really comfortable.

One day half a year later, Chao Zi excitedly rushed home with a package in his arms. He gathered everyone together and closed the door, saying that he wanted to announce a good news.

Seeing him like that, everyone waited to see the final result. They opened the package and saw that there was a vase inside. Chaozi said with some pride that it was blue and white porcelain from the Yuan Dynasty.

At noon, he and Zhuo Xiong went to the county antique market to buy some goods. A dirty old man was holding the bottle and selling it. Chaozi recognized it at a glance, because there was an almost identical one in the Palace Museum in Beijing. Bottles are priceless.

As a result, Chaozi spent 1000 yuan to buy what was in the other party's hands. The two hurried back without thinking about eating. In his words, this time they really found a treasure.

A few people gathered together and were going to buy some delicious dishes, and set up a table in the evening. To Cha Wenbin, he didn't feel much about these things. In his eyes, it was just a bottle, but it was very important for Chaozi's career. It is undoubtedly a big thing to say.

It was rare for them all to gather around the bottle, and the matter of buying wine and meat fell on Cha Wenbin.

Pushing open the door, Zha Wenbin was stunned. There was a row of heavily armed policemen standing at the door. Before he could open his mouth, two people rushed up and arrested him.

A person who looked like a leader said: "Be careful, two of them are veterans, and the other one is also very skilled, don't hurt the suspect, there is an order from above, only capture alive!"

With a wave of his hand, two rows of policemen broke into the door with weapons in hand. The people inside were still immersed in the joy of harvest, and they were surrounded in a blink of an eye.

"What are you doing?" Chaozi shouted.

A May [-] pistol was immediately pressed against Chaozi's forehead, and a young policeman unceremoniously raised his foot and kicked Chaozi and shouted: "Don't move, be honest!"

Seeing that Chaozi was being beaten, Hengroulian picked up a bench and prepared to sit on it, but immediately felt his body go limp and collapsed to the ground. It turned out that someone behind used an electric baton.

"Dashan? Fuck you! What are you doing here?" Zhuo Xiong was also angry. He had never seen such a police team.

All three of them were handcuffed almost with a gun to their heads, and then a middle-aged man walked in, and the police officers immediately shouted: "Report to the captain, the stolen goods have been found!"

There was another old man who came in with the policeman. He picked up the bottle on the table and checked it carefully and said, "Yes, this is the one lost in the museum. This national treasure was recovered."

"Lost it? No, I bought it from the antique market. Are you making a mistake?" Chaozi was dumbfounded when he heard it. How could this be stolen goods?

"Stop talking nonsense, take them all back!"

Together with Cha Wenbin, the four of them were stuffed into four cars respectively, and the team that pulled the alarm drove fast all the way, leaving only the people in the village behind to discuss.

They were covered with hoods, and when they saw the light again, Cha Wenbin found himself in a sealed room.This is a negotiating table, and on the opposite side of the table is a face he has seen before.

"It's you?" Cha Wenbin asked angrily again.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Cha, I know it's impolite to invite you here in this way, but if I don't do this, I'm afraid Mr. Cha won't come here either. That's right, to go back to the countryside, work at sunrise and rest at sunset. Everyone yearns for such a life." The man waved his hand, and the two guards beside Cha Wenbin went out together, and they were the only two left in the huge room.

"So, that bottle was deliberately arranged?"

"No, no, Mr. Cha, about that bottle, I only know that a national treasure was lost in the Palace Museum some time ago. As for how that national treasure got into your friend's hands, I don't know." After a smirk, he continued: "The theft of national first-class cultural relics, if you want to pursue it in this era of strict crackdown, you may be able to kill your head. But Mr. Cha and your friends are all talents, and they have helped us , so, I think as long as Mr. Cha is willing, this matter is nothing at all."

"I think you guys are a bit despicable." Cha Wenbin said unceremoniously.

"No, I don't think anyone can ask you to leave the mountain again. Forgive us, this is a bad strategy, because we don't have much time to visit the house, so we can only use this method. Please understand."

"How To?"

"Come back to Beijing with me, first meet an acquaintance, and then he will tell you what to do."

Does Cha Wenbin have any other choices?No more, but it is true as people say, if the people in the village invite him to do a ritual, he will go without hesitation, but if it is to help them, he has no interest in it at all, because he will not use himself again. The life and the life of a friend to do a thing that has nothing to do with it.

This person was the middle-aged man who returned his gossip tape that day in the ward.

The man knew that Cha Wenbin had agreed, so he was about to get up and leave, but Cha Wenbin shouted: "How is Lao Wang? Are you awake?"

"I am only responsible for bringing you back. Other things have nothing to do with me, but I can disclose a little information to you, Mr. Cha, this matter is not only done by us, but also for yourself in a large sense. Wait Someone will come to take you to reunite with your friends, and leave immediately tomorrow morning."