There’s an Evil Spirit Here

The simplest difference between the urban-rural junction and the suburbs is:

The urban-rural junction is an area that continues to expand as the city develops and combines both urban and rural population.

In layman's terms, it was rural hukou before demolition.

After the demolition, it is the urban hukou.

In the suburbs, outside the urban-rural junction, the city's farmland, plains, mountain forests, fish ponds, high-pollution and high-emission chemical plants, etc. are surrounded by a ring.

The Temple of Literature is in the suburbs.

But the mobile phone founder handed to the old **** stick, the navigation app showed, but gradually deeper into the urban-rural junction, that is, going back.

"Brother, why did you go back?"

"The city is so big, but the little brother can confidently draw a rough range. Is there any basis for the little brother?"

The old **** stick looked at several places marked on the map, and looked at Founder somewhat curiously and puzzled.

Fang just saw it. The old **** stick belonged to 100,000 why. He had to explain it clearly. It was estimated that his ears would not be clean along the way, so he patiently explained: "I found someone to check. Zhang Lihong mother and son, they went through these places when they went to the Confucian Temple to ask for a sign that day. "

"So, starting from these locations, you should be able to get closer to the truth."

In fact, Founder didn't say anything clearly.

To be as simple and light as he said, Captain Fei had already found the source of the supernatural event.

In addition to the above points, the connection that Founder sensed from the ghost in Room 502 is within this range.

When the place where Zhang Lihong's mother and son have been, after superimposed screening, the overlapping areas appear are the few places that Founder finally marked on the navigation map.

It's just that the ensuing investigation is not going well.

The transportation in the urban-rural junction is not well developed.

Many places are stinking ditches and small alleys where sewage flows.

The already narrow road surface, coupled with debris, garbage accumulation, shops occupying roads, arbitrarily built sheds, and vehicles on both sides of the road are parked randomly, the roads here are even more jammed and difficult to drive.

In order to find a way to drive, the old **** stick drove the car around the east and west, wasting a lot of time along the way, and barely arrived at the first place marked by Founder.

The point is that this trip still has no clue.

Next, another problem came. The old **** stick was drilled in from both sides of the road where cars were parked and parked, but when going out, he could not turn around. His old Jetta was blocked in the road and could not get out.

Finally, Founder got out of the car to command, and the old **** stick only came out of the car several times.

At this time, the old **** stick was already so nervous that his forehead was sweating, and the back of his robe was wet.

"Little brother, this is not a solution. It might as well come with two legs." Finally, the car was finally poured out, and the old **** stick began to pour bitter water with Fang Zheng.

Founder is thinking, this is really a waste of time.

Get off the car and take a short cut, which is faster than driving.

As a result, from time to time, there were a few people barking at the urban-rural junction, and two more people walked the night.

After walking for about ten minutes at night, when approaching the next marked location, the old **** stick stood under a dim yellow street lamp, suddenly surprised.

"Hey, little brother, there is a plum tree here."

Founder looked at it, and it turned out that there were several low-rise old houses in the middle of the street opposite the lamppost they were standing in. In the distance, the crown of a tree protruded.

It is the plum tree that the old **** stick said.

Founder didn't recognize it as a plum tree at first. He thought it was just an ordinary tree. He was not a goddess of wisdom, and he couldn't do everything omnipotent. Now most people can't tell the difference between the appearance of green trees and fruit trees. In short, they are all trees, no matter what tree they are.

Just like Asians looking at white people, they look exactly the same, they can't distinguish between the protagonist and passers-by.

If it weren't for the old gods and lambs who had so much knowledge, Founder would definitely not recognize it as a plum tree.

"I don't think there are people who grow fruit trees in the city. It is indeed a little rare." Fang Zhenggang finished, but found that the old **** stick was staring at the plum tree still watching.

Founder's eyes moved.

"Old God Stick, do you see any problems?"

Founder is only halfway into monkhood.

Sometimes some professional knowledge still has to rely on these experienced old rivers and lakes, old metaphysics.

"Little brother, have you ever heard an old folk saying, Tao Yangren, Xing hurt people, buried dead under the plum tree? If I were this family, I would never plant a plum tree near Yangzhai, this is not What auspicious thing. "

Upon hearing this, Founder moved his heart.

Founder thought about it and recalled: "When I was a child, I heard the elders talk about it, saying that peach can be good for health and qi, so the ancients always said that Shou Tao, Shou Tao."

"Apricot is a hot and poisonous fruit. If you eat more, it is easy to inflame your gums and ulcer your mouth."

"As for the dead people buried under the plum tree, it is said that eating too much plums is prone to physical weakness and hurts the spleen. The human spleen is often the most vulnerable. Lesions in the spleen will cause death.

Who knows, the old **** stick that has been staring at the plum tree all the time, but there is another way of saying: "Little brother, shall we make a bet, then there must be a dead man buried under the plum tree!"

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It was really curiosity.

So, he began to follow the old **** stick and approached the plum tree.

But walking, walking, Founder and Lao Shengu both found the wrong smell, because the plum tree was actually near the marked place on this trip.

There must be a situation! !

The old **** stick suddenly felt that he had lost money.

He was cautious, careful, and only found one day's wages with Founder.

According to the current situation, he bets that one month's wages are stable and profitable.

For an old **** stick as greedy as a grandiose, it was even more painful than losing a lifetime of savings. Just when the old **** stick was thinking about how to open his mouth and change his gambling funds, under the night of lonely and no one Approached the family with plum trees.

That is a plum tree planted on the roadside.

The owner of Plum Tree is a renovated three-story building. Although it has been renovated, according to some minor traces on the outer wall, it can be seen that this family has had a fire before.

"Big hotel?"

The old **** stick looked up at an electronic sign.

Founder shook his head silently, and then corrected: "That's Tiantian Hotel."

Only then did the old **** stick notice that the electronic signboard was broken, and the two "ones" were not bright, but if you look closely, you can still see the traces.

At this time, Founder stood at the door of this hotel and turned his head to look around. This should be the main road of the urban-rural junction. The road is slightly wider than other places.

Opening the hotel on the main road can indeed attract a lot of business.

"Little brother, shall we dig down this plum tree to see if there are dead people buried underneath?" The old **** stick pouted in the palm of his hand, spitting two times, rolled up his sleeves and waited for a square sentence.