Even if .lā knew the address, they wouldn't be able to go back on their own. When people die, they are often incomplete, so even if they have an address, they can't go back on their own. The geist does not know the way home, and must rely on the conjuring spirit. Someone needs to light the lantern and lead the way with the flag, and his family needs to open the door at midnight and summon him back from home.

It has been many years since the middle-aged man died, and in addition to the possible change of his home address, Qian Qian also has a worry, that is, his family may have a hard time accepting the spiritualist rituals of these gods and ghosts. If the family of the middle-aged person refuses to summon spirits, Qian Qian thinks it is understandable, after all, strangers come to the door and claim to help people who have died in the family for many years to summon spirits, who will be vigilant, right? I feel that either criminals step on the spot or scammers.

Qian Qian found an old residential building according to the address on the middle-aged man's identity information, she stood in front of a family on the fourth floor, and raised her hand to knock on the door with some trepidation.

"Who are you looking for?" Behind the anti-theft door of the old iron fence, the old wooden door was opened, revealing half of her face, Qian Qian couldn't see her appearance clearly, but listening to the voice was a young woman.

Qian Qian immediately took the initiative to say hello, and then handed in the business card of the office and a copy of the identity information of the middle-aged man she got from the old criminal police through the crack in the iron fence of the security door.

"Look, are you this man's family?" Qian Qian blinked his eyes and looked at the person inside the door expectantly.

"What's the matter with you!" The people in the door were really vigilant, clenching the piece of paper tightly and refusing to return it. This attitude is very revealing! The woman in the door must have something to do with a middle-aged man.

"Don't get me wrong!" Qian Qian hurriedly waved his hand: "I'm not a liar, and I'm not here to sell." Are you part of his family? The site of his accident is now an overpass, you know? He's still there, and he can't get home without guidance, so I promised to take him home. ”

Qian Qian was afraid that the people in the door would not listen carefully to her and close the door, so he shook off his intentions in one go. After Qian Qian finished speaking, she stood quietly at the door, waiting for the people in the door to make a decision, she had already thought about it, if she was rejected, she would go to ask the old criminal policeman to see if he could help, come with her in a private capacity, and persuade the family.

However, as soon as Qian Qian's voice fell, the wooden door panel was pulled open, and a gray-haired woman leaned her face in front of the security door and stared at her in shock: "What did you say?" He's still at the intersection? Little girl, seeing that you are not very old, it is not right to deceive people. ”

"I'm not lying." Qian Qian pointed to the business card pinched in the woman's hand: "My family runs an office, and the business scope is written on the back." You can take a look, but I'm not here to do business, when I was twelve years old, I promised to help my uncle find his way home, but I couldn't find out where he lived, and I didn't ask my familiar police uncle to check the file until recently. Auntie, the overpass hadn't been repaired when that uncle died, right? Is it true that the driver who caused the accident first fled and then turned himself in? ”

"You...... You know? The woman seemed to have a look of excitement on her face, but she still tried to keep her calm: "Wait! You wait! I'm going to give my daughter a call and talk to her about it. ”

The woman didn't let Qian Qian enter the door, and Qian Qian didn't mind, so she sat at the staircase and waited. She came by herself, and the journey was not far, so she didn't let the Taoist send them.

Qian Qian sat at the top of the stairs for two hours, and two hours later, the fierce sword came to pick her up, found her still sitting at the top of the stairs, and also sat and waited with her. Another hour later, a young woman hurriedly got out of a taxi with a suitcase, sweating profusely, and went straight to the old apartment building where Qian Qian was.

The young woman carried the salute upstairs, and at a glance she saw Qian Qian and the fierce sword sitting side by side on the stairs. She glanced at Qian Qian a few times, did not speak, and squeezed past Qian Qian directly with the box, knocking on the door that Qian Qian had knocked on before.

Another twenty minutes passed, and the young woman opened the door again, staring at Qian Qian and the fierce sword in front of her with a cautious expression: "Where did you get my father's identity information?" Hurry up and get out of here, or I'll call the police! ”

"You're my uncle's daughter?" Qian Qian turned his head and looked at the young woman with a calm face: "She looks very beautiful, but she doesn't look like a rabbit at all." ”

"What?" The young woman was obviously a little confused, and looked at Qian Qian with a blank face: "Rabbit? ”

"That's right." Qian Qian nodded: "Uncle said that you are obedient and cute, with a pair of big eyes, you just love to cry, and your eyes are red when you cry." It's like the stuffed bunny he bought you for your ninth birthday. ”

"You...... Where did you hear that? The young woman's eyes were red, and she still had the old fluffy rabbit, which had been given to her by her father a year before he died. She is indeed very fond of crying, and when she was a child, her father used to make fun of her, crying like that fluffy rabbit, and her whole eyes were red.

"Uncle said it." Qian Qian replied honestly: "Have you heard?" He couldn't find his home anymore and still lingered at that intersection. When I was twelve, I promised to help him find a home, but luckily you haven't moved yet. ”

"How much do you want?" The young woman was obviously a little shaken, and the door panel behind her was quietly pulled open a crack, and it didn't take 7788 to report Qian Qian to know that her mother was also eavesdropping at the door.

"I don't want money." Qian Qian shook his head: "I asked my uncle before, and the condition was to promise to help him find a home, this is an agreement, I can't collect money." I'm really not a liar, please trust me. ”

Before the young woman could speak, there was already a whining cry from the door behind her, and the gray-haired mother pulled open the door panel and grabbed her daughter's hand, as if she was trembling with excitement: "Your father must have told her about the rabbit!" What should I do, your dad can't come back! I said, why are you so ruthless if you haven't given me a dream for so many years......"

"Then ......" The young woman's tears also fell: "How can my dad come back?" How do we do it? ”

Qian Qian immediately breathed a sigh of relief, quickly got up from the stairs and patted his buttocks: "There is no need to do anything, I'll light the soul-attracting lamp to guide the uncle, you open the door in the middle of the night, my brother will summon the soul at the door, and just bring the uncle's soul back." ”

Things were done in a hurry, and the soul of the middle-aged man returned home before the thirtieth of the Chinese New Year's Eve. On the day of the conjuring, his daughter insisted on following Qian Qian to guide the way and personally carry the soul flag for her father. After Qian Qian saw the middle-aged man return home, he looked at his wife and daughter who were crying, with a sad and helpless face. But fortunately, his wife and daughter always thought about him, and he finally returned home.