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The fast food restaurant Qian Lan was talking about was a privately run fast food restaurant. The store was quite large, clean and tidy, and the business was good.

The five of us didn't have dinner, so we bought hamburgers and fries to eat while waiting for Qian Lan.

A fast food restaurant is certainly not a good place to talk about serious business. We should talk about this while eating, and we should find a private room in a hotel. We are not familiar with the environment here, and to be honest, we don’t know much about Qian Lan. We can’t guess her intention in choosing this place.

"Maybe aunties and mothers find it convenient." Guo Yujie said, "If you don't order, you can just sit there all day. And the food is very cheap, and there are refills."

This private fast food restaurant is very much in line with those large chain fast food restaurants, and the food tastes very similar.

We didn't rush Qian Lan, we just sat in the corner of the fast food restaurant and waited.

There were children and adults around, so it was very lively.

We didn't leave after eating like this during the meal period, occupying a large table, which was a bit conspicuous.

However, there is a more conspicuous hatred puller next to it.

A few students occupied two or three tables to do their homework. There were only one or two drinks on the table. They were really using their space for free.

"I really miss it." Guo Yujie sighed as she looked at the students doing their homework.

"Why are there students taking up space at this time?" The thin man asked in confusion.

In places like fast food restaurants, many students occupy the space only on weekends and holidays. Today is a working day, it’s dinner time, won’t they go home?

"Is there a school near here?" the fat man asked.

I shook my head, indicating that I didn't know.

Chen Xiaoqiu drank the rest of the drink slowly.

We waited for another half hour, and there were far fewer customers in the store. The group of students collected their homework and went to buy something to eat, and then Qian Lan came in through the door.

Guo Yujie could see the door from her position. She was the first to spot Qian Lan and waved to her.

After Qian Lan sat down, he apologized to us first, "I'm busy at home, so I'm sorry to be late. Have you all eaten? There was no fire at home today, and everyone ordered lunch boxes. The master said that he would eat vegetarian food. After eating for several days, I didn’t ask you to come together.”

"It's okay. This matter is actually our fault." I said.

"What did you say you wanted to tell me on the phone? About my mother?" Qian Lan asked.

I nodded. For such a long time, I have already prepared the draft. When I tell Qian Lan about Director Zhou, I am not going to tell Qian Lan all the little information we have. Of course, when I talk about Director Zhou, I have to add some lies.

"When I went to your house to visit Director Zhou that day, I actually saw something." I said apologetically, "I thought it was just dazzling. I kept checking about Qingye, so I thought I was thinking too much. So something might have happened. The more I thought about it, the more I felt something was wrong."

Qian Lan became nervous, "What did you see?"

"I saw a man, a man in black clothes, coming in from the door and walking to Director Zhou's room. After that, Director Zhou walked out of the room and went out. He kept following Director Zhou." I said concisely and concisely .

Qian Lan's eyes widened, "You saw my mother...could that be it!"

"It seems to me like an impermanent seducer." I said, thinking about the mistakes the five of us had made about Chang Ying before, and quickly added, "This is my guess."

From the video in Qingye's archives, what I saw with my own eyes, and the confirmation from Gu Mo, I think there is a high possibility that the man in black is a ghost. I originally thought this possibility was 100%. But for this oral narrative, which has been confirmed several times, who knows if there were any mistakes in the middle steps? When people in Qingye meet a man in black, he is a ghost. If I meet a man dressed in black, does that mean he is also a ghost? If it was really a ghost, how could he escort Director Zhou to the Sixth Village of Workers and Peasants? Is there an office of their prefectural government in the Sixth Village of Workers and Peasants?

There are too many questions to answer. I didn't dare to tell Qian Lan the answer that I had doubts about, so as not to have another misunderstanding like Chang Ying's.

Qian Lan slowly calmed down and did not cry or fuss. Instead, he showed an expression of relief.

I was a little surprised.

"I told you, my mother said long before the cerebral infarction that my father would come to pick her up." Qian Lan forced a smile, "When she had the cerebral infarction, I thought she was about to reach her end. It was time. But later, when something like that happened in the community, I wondered if there were other situations. As a daughter, I have to save her as long as I can."

My heart feels a little swollen.

"Thank you for coming here to tell me. However, I am still prepared to continue with the matter of calling souls." Qian Lan said.

Guo Yujie shouted: "Aunt Qian..."

"I understand, I understand. Are you afraid that I will be defrauded of my money? Are you also afraid that the person has any bad intentions? It's okay. I have asked trustworthy people to find out that this is a really capable person. Don't worry. ." Qian Lan smiled and said, "I'm not stupid. My daughter also checked a lot on the Internet and consulted some experts... She said she was a university professor, studying folklore. The methods used by the masters, old books from the past It’s recorded in the book, and it’s exactly the same. So there’s no problem.”

I said politely: "Feng shui is also particular about this kind of thing, right? I heard that you also took something from the house in Gongnong Sixth Village?"

"Well, I took the floor and wall coverings there. Originally, I was going to do it there, but the master visited the Six Villages of Workers and Peasants and felt that Feng Shui was not good, so he changed this method. So I said, it's okay, the worst thing is to call If you don’t come back..." Qian Lan sighed.

I see that Qian Lan has already made plans, and I can’t persuade her to give up. It's a good sign that Qian Lan is so sensible.

Because he was busy with the matter of summoning the soul, Qian Lan left after talking about the business.

The five of us looked at each other.

"The situation is much better than expected." Chen Xiaoqiu concluded.

I laughed and breathed again, "Yes, it's much better than expected. I hope it will go smoothly in the future."

"Uncle!"

I heard the voice next to me, and from the corner of my eye I saw the people standing next to me. I turned around and saw two female students.

The teenage girl has a few pimples on her forehead, but she is full of energy, her eyes are particularly bright, and she looks very young and beautiful.

"Call me?" I was a little confused.

This is the first time I've been called "uncle". I am still several years shy of thirty, and only children less than my waist height would call me uncle.

"Hmm. Is what you just said true? Did you see the black and white impermanence?" the little girl asked curiously.

She is more outgoing, and her classmate seems to be an introvert. He held her hand, didn't speak, and didn't have such an obvious expression of excitement on his face, but he also stared at me.

"Did you hear that correctly? I didn't say that." I denied it directly.

"Uncle, stop lying. You must have seen it! What does that black and white impermanence look like?" The little girl refused to give up.

"There is no such thing as black and white." I said firmly, "I told you, you heard me wrong."

"Yes, you heard wrong. We were just talking about the sudden movement of a vegetative person. This may be a sign of recovery." The thin man helped.

Fatty and Guo Yujie nodded repeatedly and added a few sentences in a serious tone, talking about the miracle of a vegetative person coming back to life.

"Uncle, have you ever seen ghosts? Do you have yin and yang eyes?" The little girl turned a deaf ear to this and stretched out her hand to pull me.

I quickly got out of the way.

The thin man said dissatisfiedly: "Little girl, aren't your family worried about you being out so late at night? Have you run away from home?"

The two girls looked embarrassed instantly and their eyes averted.

"Call the police." I said decisively.