The county crematorium has been built for nearly a year. This is Zhong Kui’s first time to come to the cemetery. He came for the female ghost. Unfortunately, there was a person coming to a cemetery next to the female ghost. And he knew this person, the old man who asked for his help.

The old man had an old charity face, wrinkles everywhere, and a teardrop that had not fallen from the corner of his eyes. He held a bunch of wild chrysanthemums picked from the mountain in his hand.

The old man ignored the person coming from the side and stood solemnly in front of the tombstone, muttering something softly...

Zhong Kui stared at the photo inlaid on the tombstone, and when he looked closely, it was indeed her...

The old man was silent for a few minutes before turning his head to look at him on the side.

"Do you still remember me?" Zhong Kui looked at the other party with a serious look. His fingers secretly pinched a copper coin, and under his thick eyebrows, his eyes were full of righteousness.

After staring at Zhong Kui for a long time, the old man seemed to have realized something: "Oh! Are you the ghost-catching gentleman?"

"It's me, it's me, old man, are you?" He looked at the photo on the tombstone and looked at the old man again, as if he understood something. "She is your daughter?"

The old man nodded, "Yes, she is my poor daughter." Then he paused, as if he remembered something, and said, "Mr. Zhong, I still have to thank you for your Five Emperors' Money. Since you gave me the Five Emperors' Money, I have not had nightmares. I just took a shower one day and forgot to bring it, and dreamed of my daughter again. When I saw her again, why did she have a bare head and no hair? I was so scared that I almost didn't get angry."

"Bald? Did your daughter shave her head when she was alive?"

"No, my daughter is physically disabled, but her hair is surprisingly good, her black hair is bright and bright." The old man said, and his eyes turned to the tombstone facing Zhong Kui, "Is she yours?"

Zhong Kui looked back at the tombstone, smiled bitterly, and shook his head and said, "She is not me, but some of the origins cannot be solved. I want to find the reason."

"I know her a little bit. If you are interested, let's find a quiet teahouse and have a chat."

The old man actually knew this female ghost? Zhong Kui was overjoyed, and there was no reason to refuse. He immediately agreed: "Okay, let's go now."

Zhong Kui has no time to drink tea on weekdays, nor does he have the leisure to inspire tea culture. He has heard of the "Qingcha House" for a long time, but this is his first time here.

When you enter the teahouse, what catches your eyes is that it mainly reflects the tea-tasting, and the theme of drinking tea is more prominent. Looking at the square tables and wooden chairs and the portraits of literati and poets hanging, the furnishings here are more elegant and concise.

There is another feature of the Qing teahouse, that is, all tea sets are covered with tea. The old man also told him that in spring, summer and autumn, there are still a loft outside the door or in the inner courtyard, and there are individual guests in the front roof. There are regular guests in the room and elegant seats in the courtyard.

Less gossip, but it's better to turn to the topic.

Zhong Kui greeted the teahouse guys to place them = two teacups, and they wanted to occupy a square table. At first, the teahouse guys refused, but later they agreed for some reason.

Sitting by the square table, Zhong Kui vaguely heard a nearby tea guest talking about something. He listened for a moment and heard a sentence: "That position belongs to Old Man Zhao. This guy is brave enough to dare to sit."

The old man not only knew the female ghost, but also could tell her name and address.

Zhong Kui was surprised. How could such a coincidence be possible in the world? Could it be that the old man made a mistake with the same name and surname? Then the old man really told a story related to him.

The female ghost's name is Xiaodie, and its full name is Zhao Xiaodie.

When the incineration site was first built in the county town, no one wanted their relatives to turn into ashes in an instant. Therefore, the county government ordered that anyone who died naturally would be sent to the crematorium for burning. Those who were sent to the burning site would also be rewarded, and those who did not send to the site would be fined.

Someone quietly thought about it and buried his dead relatives secretly in the garlic sprouts field, and planted a few garlic sprouts on it to cover it up.

Xiaodie is the neighbor of the old man's house.

He has been sick since childhood, and some people went to the temple to ask for a good sign. The sign-in person said: "If this woman can be betrothed to a man who is full of evil spirits and can curb her anger, she will be cured. Xiaodie's father visited many families with boys, but he could not do it. Until he was eight years old, a man named Zhong, a man named Zhong, came to their village. By chance, Xiaodie's father learned that the man had a weird son, wanted to try betrothed to him as his wife to see if it worked.

In that poor era, no one cares about life experience or conditions, what they want is a person's honest attitude. The person who cuts the hole is very happy. In his opinion, this girl is not in good health and has a weak body. If she really can wear off her anger after agreeing to this marriage, it can be considered a merit.

As expected, after the acupoint-knife agreed to the marriage, Xiaodie's health gradually improved. But what happened later was unknown. Anyway, when Xiaodie's marriage age passed, she suddenly fell ill and died.

Zhong Kui was confused. It turns out that Xiaodie and she still had such a relationship? After thinking about it carefully, I felt that it was unlikely. My father Zhong Mingfa never told him about this. Then he thought again that Xiaodie and she were about the same age as her. Even if she was older, he was one or two years older than her.

Seeing that he was speechless, the old man said again: "Mr. Zhong, have you heard of Three Life Three Life?"

"Three lives and three lives?"

"right!"

The teahouse guy came over, filled Zhong Kui with tea, and said with a smile: "Is this old man, a naive face?"

Zhong Kui nodded and said, "I'm sorry!"

"You're welcome, you're welcome to come often." As he said, the teahouse guy lifted the teapot and left.

"Old man, you can show up."

The old man smiled sadly and said, "You are worthy of being a ghost hunter. You have seen through my identity for a long time, but you didn't wear it. I admire you!"

"I think the old man may be a regular visitor here and brought me here. How could I be ungrateful? Thank you for not having time." Zhong Kui said apologetically, and then said: "Actually Xiaodie is your daughter. If you helped her fulfill her long-cherished wish before her death, she should be in peace. Do you still have any wishes that have not yet been fulfilled, or do you need my help?"

The old man smiled bitterly and said, "Xiaodie is my daughter, and Xiaoxuan is also my daughter. If you give me the Five Emperors money, I will take it down when I go home. I think I am already a person who buried my neck in the loess and don't care how long I can live. I just pity my two miserable daughters. They shouldn't die at the age of Hua! So since that night, I have been addicted to my dreams and want to see why my daughter cries. Later, I saw it, and I... I was scared to death."

"Old man, life and death are life and death, and it is not something you and I can control. Since I promised to help you, why don't you cooperate? The dead are gone, and I already understand my words very well. Why do you want to cut off your own path to life?"

"If my daughter dies, she will die! She was shaved and even got all the hairs away. I'm not willing to give up!"

"Well, old man, how about I promise you to help you find the murderer who shaved your daughter? "

"Very good, very good, I'm grateful..."
Chapter completed!