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Fa Mao stepped forward and explained: "I am Xiao Ming's friend. I came here a few days ago. We are here to salvage Xiao Ming's body this time. Where is the pool? Please ask Uncle Qiang to help us lead the way."

Mentioning the words "Chuishi" and "Xiao Ming", a look of panic appeared on Uncle Qiang's face. He shook his head repeatedly and said: "Don't go, otherwise you will all die. Enough people have died. Don't go and die. Get out of here quickly." .”

Fa Mao hugged Uncle Qiang's shoulders and cheered him up: "Uncle Qiang, open your eyes and take a good look. The people we have here this time are not ordinary. This is Inspector Su, a police officer from the Kowloon Peninsula Miscellaneous Affairs Division. My ancestors He is a descendant of Maoshan and is good at exorcising evil spirits."

"This is the tour inspector from Hong Kong Island's 2002 Department. This department is specially established to handle supernatural cases."

"There is also this man who looks like a psychopath. He came to Qingshan Mental Hospital. He is actually a master of exorcism. Chu Renmei was repelled by him when he met her before."

"With so many of us together, we can solve Chu Renmei's matter and bring peace to Huangshan Village. Uncle Qiang, this is a good opportunity. You don't want to continue to live in fear, do you?"

Uncle Qiang glanced at everyone again with doubtful eyes and hesitated: "Can you really deal with Aunt Mei?"

Su Hao said: "With so many of us together, you can trust us for once."

Chapter 303: Aunt Mei, please stop, there are police outside.

"What are you going to do with Aunt Mei in the end?"

"We are going to fish out Chu Renmei's bones from the pool, burn them on fire, and then find a place to bury her near the ancestral grave in Huangshan Village. This way, Chu Renmei can reincarnate as soon as possible and treat her , which is good for the villagers of Huangshan Village."

"OK then."

Uncle Qiang nodded and emphasized: "Please remember to listen to me and don't run around."

Uncle Qiang's mentality is still a little conflicted.

On the one hand, Aunt Mei was a poor person who died unjustly and was very kind to him during his lifetime.

On the other hand, Aunt Mei killed too many people and almost wiped out Huangshan Village. This incident was almost forgotten, but it was recently rediscovered and she killed many unrelated people.

People are more or less selfish.

Uncle Qiang is like this at the moment. He wants to stop Aunt Mei from continuing to kill people, but he also doesn't want Aunt Mei to be wiped out in ashes.

As people get older, they can no longer hold new things. Instead, some memories related to childhood deep in their hearts keep rising and falling.

So Su Hao lied to him once.

They only said that the beautiful aunt would be cremated and buried, but they did not say that the beautiful aunt would be reduced to ashes and soul.

Sometimes, the more you know, the more painful it becomes.

Fa Mao interjected from the side: "I remember that there is an ancestral hall in the village that enshrines Chu Renmei's spiritual tablets. Uncle Qiang will take us to see it later."

After saying this, Fa Mao secretly winked at Su Hao and others.

This was also a key piece of information, which he felt would be helpful to Su Hao and others in killing ghosts.

Uncle Qiang hesitated for a while and said: "Do you want to go to the ancestral hall? If you want to go, wait for me to prepare something when I get back."

Of course Su Hao and the others are willing to go.

When Uncle Qiang came out again, he had a small gray satchel on him. It was so bulging that it was hard to see what was inside.

Several people were walking through the old site of Huangshan Village.

The bluestone paved on the ground in the alley has been broken into several small pieces due to long-term disrepair and years of wind and rain. In some places, a hole has simply been broken, and a small puddle has formed in the hole. Thick fallen leaves were spread in the puddles, and a few spiders and unnamed insects were worming in and out.

Decay, dilapidation, and desolation are the true portrayal of Huangshan Village at this time.

The direction the group of people were heading was obviously towards the bottom of Huangshan Village. They walked for several minutes and could not see a single person along the way. However, the weeds in the field ridges on the roadside were almost one meter high. A few cicadas were hiding in the invisible areas. The grass chirped tirelessly, adding a bit of fireworks to the surrounding environment.

"Uncle Qiang, are you almost there?"

"Come on, come on, this ancestral hall is not a public ancestral hall in our Huangshan Village. According to the rules, Aunt Mei is definitely not allowed to enter the ancestral hall. However, I think Aunt Mei is pitiful and has no children or family after her death, so I set up one for her privately. We have entered an ancestral hall, and you will find out when you enter later, so it is best not to shout too loudly."

Fa Mao and Xiao Ming had been here once before, and already knew the address when they arrived nearby.

He took the lead and led the way.

This is a rural mud house with blue tiles and white walls, and a high threshold made of wood. The characteristic is that the two doors are tall and thick, long and thin. The white paint on the wall has long since fallen off, revealing the gray-brown color inside. of bricks.

There is also a window next to the door, which is about 1 meters high from the ground. People outside need to stand on tiptoe to see the layout inside.

The glass on the original wooden window had long since disappeared, leaving only two bare wooden frames.

"It seems like this is it, Uncle Qiang, please unlock it."

Fa Mao stood in front of the gate.

Uncle Qiang took out the key tremblingly, and while unlocking it, he warned: "The ancestral hall here was set up privately by me. I combined Aunt Mei's memorial with the 66 people she killed, in the hope that they can forgive each other." Ah, it is said that it is better to dissolve enemies than to make enemies. Hatred during life cannot be dissolved. After death, those festivals will be dispersed with the wind. Even if we meet in the underworld, for the sake of everyone being Huangshan Village villagers, we can still interact with each other. Say hello and keep company.”

I have to say that Uncle Qiang is a bit naive and too wishful thinking.

Su Hao understood that a good old man like Uncle Qiang was in a dilemma, but he couldn't agree with it.

He also kept quiet.

With a creak, when Uncle Qiang pushed the door open, a gloomy air surged out along with the air inside. After seeing clearly the furnishings inside, most of the people present couldn't help but gasp.

The hall of this abandoned house was empty. There were several high-top tables and square tables crowded against the wall, as well as a desk with one leg missing. The tabletop was densely packed with spiritual tablets.

The largest piece of spiritual tablet placed in the middle and front was clearly written with the words Chu Renmei.

The name was written in red paint. The name was carved on the wooden board in advance and then a layer of red paint was applied. Even after so long, the writing on it was still very clear.

With so many spiritual cards crowded together, it can’t help but give people the illusion of numb scalp.

Uncle Qiang put down his satchel, knelt down directly on the cold floor tiles, and took out a stack of yellow paper, a few sticks of incense, and a few pieces of paper money from his satchel.

Only then did Su Hao notice that there was an iron washbasin placed under the altar table, with a lot of ashes accumulated in it.

Uncle Qiang kowtows, lights incense, inserts the lit incense into the cracks in the bricks near the basin, and then throws the lit yellow paper money into the basin.

Muttering to himself.

The sound was extremely quiet, if Su Hao didn't have sharp senses, he wouldn't have been able to hear it.

"Aunt Mei, Xiao Qiangzi is here to see you again. The young boy drowned in the pool a few days ago. I know it was you who did it. Originally, I had no plans to burn paper for you."

"But when I turn around and think about it, you are also a pitiful person. These people have no enmity against you. Why do you want to kill them?"

"Today, several more policemen came to the entrance of the village. They are all policemen who know magic. This time they will fish your bones out of the pool, cremate them and find a place for you to bury them. I will spend money to erect a stone monument for you. , how about just letting him let the past resentment go?"

Uncle Qiang lowered his head and babbled in a low voice, as if he was alone in some strange nostalgia.

Others observed for a while and found nothing unusual.

Su Hao stared at Chu Renmei's spiritual tablet and thought about taking it away later. This spiritual tablet is also a hiding place for ghosts.

Suddenly, a scream came from outside.

"Ghost, that female ghost is out again."

The voice came from fellow Taoist Ming.

He didn't even have time to lift up his pants, and was peeing alone at the corner of the room. Suddenly, he saw a woman in blue clothes and long hair standing at the foot of the wall at the back of the room.

Dao Youming had seen Chu Renmei once before and remembered her recognizable dress. He didn't even bother to pee at the moment and ran towards the gate in panic.

Because he was on the outermost edge, Inspector You moved the fastest. He ducked past Dao Youming, rushed towards the place where he originally peeed, and then raised his hand and shot him.

bang.

Others also chased after him.

Inspector You continued to load a special bullet and said slightly embarrassed: "It didn't hit, it is indeed Chu Renmei."

"Chu Renmei's appearance here doesn't mean that our every move is under the surveillance of the other party?"

There is another piece of information. The place where Chu Renmei appeared just now was at the back of the house. In addition to the ruins of the walls, there were patches of weeds around it, and it was still afternoon in the daytime.

There is no shade around to block the sun.

How dare Chu Renmei appear in the sun unscrupulously?

How much soul power does it take to reach this point?

Su Hao felt more and more that the opponent in front of him had become stronger.

On the other side, Li Ang suddenly squatted by the threshold, pointed at the two trembling wooden doors and introduced: "These wooden doors are at least several decades old. They may collapse at any time."

Su Hao glanced at the wooden door and found that it was indeed shaking slightly. He was shocked and thought of Li Ang's special ability to materialize the things in his imagination.

Looking at the position below the wooden door, if he suddenly fell down at this moment, it would 100% hit Uncle Qiang on his back.

"Be careful."

Su Hao rushed in from outside the threshold, lifted Uncle Qiang's collar from behind, and at the same time put one foot under Uncle Qiang's butt and lifted it up.

The arm exerts force again.

Uncle Qiang flew back from mid-air like a windmill, and was thrown into the dirt square outside the house by Su Hao.

At this moment, there was a pop, and the two wooden doors next to him were smashed inward without any warning.

As if there were eyes on his back, Su Hao clapped his arms back, holding a wooden door with one hand, and gradually moved the wooden door closer to the wall.

This moment just now really shocked everyone's eyes.

Su Hao's few movements just now were quick in reaction, powerful, and done in one go. The whole process was smooth and thrilling.

The wooden door that was finally knocked down was held by Su Hao with both hands.

Although the wooden door looked old and worn, it was extremely heavy to hold. The wooden board was very thick and about two meters long. When the wooden door fell down without any warning, the closer it was to the ground, the greater the force.

Don't look at Su Hao's relaxed expression when holding the wooden door.

If Uncle Qiang still squats on the spot and waits for the two wooden doors to come down, the force is as strong as several hundred kilograms. If they are hit hard, he will suffer a concussion even if he is dead. It is equivalent to Su Hao just helping Uncle Qiang avoid a catastrophe.

Others gathered around Uncle Qiang, helped him up from the ground, and checked whether he was injured.

"Uncle Qiang, are you okay?"

Uncle Qiang was completely devastated.

His lips moved for a long time, but no sound came out.

Just looking at the ancestral hall with two missing doors, a cold air rose inside my body.

Not only him, but everyone else present thought this was Chu Renmei's killer move.

Chu Renmei must be blaming Uncle Qiang for bringing them, a group of outsiders and rivals, to her territory. This move is tantamount to sending a cold message to Uncle Qiang, and we will sever all ties with you from now on.

Chu Renmei even wanted to kill Uncle Qiang.

This is what makes Uncle Qiang so frustrated. The coldness in his heart is worse than the severe injury to his body.

He was so kind, but Aunt Mei didn't appreciate it.

Su Hao was the only one staring at Li Ang.

Was Chu Renmei causing trouble just now, or did Li Ang's special ability come into play temporarily?

He wasn't sure either.

After all, Chu Renmei showed up just now.

Su Hao took the initiative to point to the old house in front of him and asked: "This house is full of negative energy, has been prone to moisture for a long time, is exposed to wind and rain, and lacks maintenance. It may fall down one day, are you right?"

Li Ang circled around the foot of the house, squatted down and pinched a protruding red tile brick, stretched out his hand and gently broke it, and the red tile brick broke.

Then, with a squeeze in the palm of his hand, half of the red tile immediately shattered into fine ash.

Li Ang sprinkled the fine ash on the ground, took a step back, looked at the house in front of him again, nodded and said: "You are right, the inside of this house has been corrupted, and it may collapse soon."

"We'd better get out of here as soon as possible."

As soon as Li Ang finished speaking, there was a clicking sound under his feet, and the ground seemed to vibrate.

The broken tiles and dust on the eaves fell down easily.

Su Hao's expression changed and he pulled everyone outside the eaves, finally standing five or six meters away from the house.

A mud house that seemed to be relatively intact just now was shaking left and right like an earthquake, and collapsed with a pop in the disbelief of everyone at the scene.

The dust all around was splashed high.

Everyone was stunned.

Fortunately, everyone's carry-on luggage was left outside on the dirt roadside and was not brought in.

The biggest reaction among the crowd was Uncle Qiang. He couldn't help but kneel down towards Tsuchiya, kowtowed three times on his forehead, and cried loudly: "Auntie Mei, you must be blaming me, right?"

"You blame me for bringing outsiders in."