Mystery Leaks

Chapter 17
Huang Mao knew the result when he saw my expression, and said: "Didn't your grandfather say anything to you? Fire peach trees are very precious things in Buddhist temples, and the possibility of planting them by mistake is unlikely."

I shook my head, I had never heard of it. When I was young, my family was poor, and it was a luxury to eat a little fruit, so my grandfather planted some fruit trees, including peach trees, pear trees, and plum trees.

"Tell me about your grandfather, is he educated?" Seeing this, Huang Mao asked while rubbing his chin.

I nodded and said yes. The ancestors of the Meng family were not farmers, but intellectuals of the landlord class. The great-grandfather was very educated. I went back to my hometown and became a schoolteacher. Not long after, my grandfather was born.

It is said that the Japanese came to my great-grandfather and asked him to be the president of some kind of maintenance association, but the great-grandfather refused, so he was almost shot.

Later, the local tyrants were beaten to divide the land, and the fields and houses of the Meng family were all confiscated, and they fell into decline.Although my grandfather is educated, but his status is not good and he is not well received by others. In addition to natural disasters and man-made disasters, he has no food to eat, so he ran away.

This escape lasted for 20 years!
No one knows where my grandfather went or what he did in those 20 years. I asked him several times out of curiosity, but he always touched my head kindly and smiled without saying a word.

After my grandfather returned to his hometown, the society began to straighten out the chaos, so he worked as a teacher in the village for many years.

Also silent about those 20 years, he never mentioned my parents and grandma.I don't have any impression of them, and no one in the village has seen them, not even the third uncle, because I was brought back directly from the outside by my grandfather.

After listening to me, Huang Mao folded his arms and pondered for a while, then said, "I'm afraid you don't know enough about your grandpa."

"How?" I asked hastily.

"Although I don't know much about feng shui, the location of those fire peach trees coincides with the Yin-Yang gossip. Your grandfather may know it." Huang Mao said.

I was stunned, "This... how sure are you?" This is a big deal, if Huang Mao's deduction is correct, then my understanding of Grandpa may be far behind.

Even the fact that the Feng family wanted to dig up my grandfather's grave today has something to do with it, otherwise it would be impossible to explain the behavior of the Feng family.

"Tsk, I'll find someone to ask, and leave for a few days." Huang Mao said to me, his face was no longer the usual carefree, and became a little serious.

"Then... what about the Feng family?" I was a little bit reluctant to let him go. Now that strange things are happening frequently, and the Feng family is about to move around, I really can't handle it without guidance.

Huang Mao said: "There is obviously someone behind the Feng family with remote control. You should not conflict with them for the time being, and avoid them if you can."

"So when are you coming back?" I asked.

"At least three or two days, at most five or six days." Huang Mao said, then looked at Cao Nan again, and said, "Send me to the county seat, and leave now."

Cao Nan nodded in agreement, and then left with him. I got Huang Mao a mobile phone and some money to send them to the car.

When I got back to the store, I was apprehensive.The matter of the Feng family's grave digging immediately involved my grandfather, and the time span was not just half a month, but decades.

Feng Qiantou said that my grandfather is not a good person, he brought those things in the village, and it also ruined the feng shui in the village.

I don't know how credible his words are, but they obviously mean something; coupled with Huang Mao's inference, Grandpa seems to have a side he doesn't know.

Then there is Chen Laogen, he did the grandpa's funeral, and he ordered the longevity point. If he knew that the land was a murderous corpse, wouldn't he intend to harm my grandpa and me?
The last time there was Li's family on the mountain, he left me twice to face the danger alone, and almost killed himself.

"How could this happen?" I couldn't help feeling chills down my spine, and I didn't dare to think about it anymore. The more I thought about it, the more scared I became. Could it be that I believed in the wrong person in the first place?

Could it be a misunderstanding?

People who practice legal affairs pay attention to cause and effect most. If Chen Laogen harms people like this, he will be punished by God, and if he doesn't do it, he will bring disaster to his descendants. Doesn't he have a grandson who is seven or eight years old?

I can't be sure, I have to wait for Huangmao's news before I can make a judgment.

……

In the evening, I washed up early and went to bed.

In the middle of the night, the doll in red came and threw herself on me to inhale Yang Qi just like the last time. The "laxative" given by Huangmao didn't work at all, and the reaction became more and more serious.

When I woke up the next day, I was surprised to find that the bruises on my body from being kicked and beaten had disappeared, leaving almost no traces.

Especially his face, which was bruised from Feng Daniu's two fists, but he couldn't see anything when he got up in the morning, and his complexion was not bad.I instinctively thought of the doll in red, and thought to myself, could it be because of her?

I don't understand, and I don't bother to guess. Anyway, there are more and more strange things, not more.

……

I did a few business orders in the morning, and a person walked in at the door after ten o'clock, which surprised me a little. It turned out to be the director of the police station surnamed Wang.

"Director Wang, are you on business or shopping?" I stood up hastily, muttering instinctively.

"There is something wrong with the buttons on my mobile phone. I would like to ask you to take a look." Director Wang looked me up and down, then took out a mobile phone from his pocket and handed it over.

I took it and looked at it. It is the oldest model of Nokia, with a heavy weight and a small screen. It is still black and white.The mobile phone has been used for many years, and the numbers and letters on the keys are worn out.

I tried it, and sure enough, I found that a few buttons didn’t work, so I said, “Wang Suo, your phone has been out of the market for a long time. I can't buy it anymore."

Director Wang nodded, "Try to fix it, I'm used to it, other phones are awkward to use."

I asked him to sit down, picked up the screwdriver and opened the phone.On this side, I could feel that Director Wang's eyes were looking at me all the time, up and down, back and forth, even if I didn't raise my head, I could feel his eyes, very sharp, like a knife.

I couldn't help but wonder in my heart, is this a professional habit of his, or is it because he is drunk?
Huang Mao said something was wrong at the police station before, and the time he was dispatched was just before and after Feng Deliang's "suicide", which was a bit too coincidental.

After thinking about it, I pretended to inadvertently raise my head and looked at Director Wang. Our eyes met, and I saw him frowning slightly, his eyes were like torches, as if he was looking at something he couldn't understand.

Seeing me raise my head suddenly, his gaze softened instantly, and he quickly concealed it, and asked with a smile, "What's wrong?"

"Oh, the root of the key has lost its elasticity. I'll help you pad something to improve it. It will take some time. Would you like to smoke a cigarette?" I also hurriedly covered it up, and took out a cigarette and handed it over.

"Thanks, I'm not used to it." Director Wang waved his hand and declined.

I smiled, put the cigarette back in and continued to repair it. It took about a quarter of an hour to repair it. Director Wang was very satisfied after turning it on and trying it out. He said, "How much is the repair fee?"

"No need, it doesn't cost any materials, it's just a matter of effort." I shook my head quickly, he is an official and I am a citizen, this kind of money cannot be collected casually, even if it is out of politeness, you have to put on a show, if you offend someone, you will be in trouble up.

"Then how can I do it? You should pay the money when it is repaired. Otherwise, it will be spread that the villagers will think that I am using power for personal gain." Director Wang smiled, and took out a fifty-dollar note from his wallet, put it on the counter, turned around and left. gone.

"Oh, there are too many!" I hurried to find money. I usually only charge five yuan to fix this kind of minor problem, but he actually gave fifty.

But when I got the change and ran out, he had already gone away on the motorcycle.

Looking at his back, I instinctively touched the rouge mark on my neck by the doll in red through my collar. He just stared at it for a long time, as if he could see it through my collar.

I have a strong gut feeling that he's not here to fix the phone.There are more and more people involved in the strange things happening in the village.

……

Just as to test my premonition, something happened again in the afternoon.

Suddenly someone started running, heading in one direction, and someone shouted something crazy.

My nerves were already highly sensitive, so I immediately dropped what I was doing and ran out, only to see a large circle of people surrounded by a street corner in the distance.

I immediately squeezed in to look, and found a dirty and smelly beggar lying on the ground, yelling in horror, and repeating nervously: "I saw it, it came back... I saw it, it came back It's..."

The whole person was sweating profusely, his face was distorted in horror, his pupils were shrunk to the point of chopsticks, and he couldn't extricate himself like falling into a nightmare.

My heart is tense. This person recognizes him. He is the youngest beggar in the village. He has some mental problems and likes to talk to himself. , he can still ask for some drinks.

Then again, although he is said to be a beggar, he is not actually a widow who no one wants; on the contrary, he has a family and a family, and his children and grandchildren cannot be said to be unfilial. The biggest reason is his own eccentric temper.

They don't eat the clean food given by their children and grandchildren, don't wear new clothes, they have to go out to beg for other people's leftovers, wear the rags and rags thrown away by others, and don't return home, so they hide in an abandoned earth kiln next to the fair.

What he did was beyond comprehension!

His family members did not know how many times they tried to persuade him, but to no avail, they gradually let him go.I just went to see if he was sick every now and then. If he was sick, he was forced to drag him to the health center to see a doctor.

He is usually quite quiet, likes to talk to himself in a low voice, and has almost no sense of presence. Today, he suddenly yelled, which is why he attracted so many onlookers.

The hairs on my body stood on end, his frightened expression reminded me of someone, Feng Deliang!

Feng Deliang's expression was like this when he committed suicide. His face was distorted with horror, and his pupils were extremely constricted, as if he had seen the most terrifying thing in the world.

(End of this chapter)