Song Weiguo swears by it, and according to our previous visual inspection, this house is really not new......

"Damn, what the hell!" The fat man was stunned, and looked at me a little speechless: "No wonder it's called the old ghost, this guy is really elusive......"

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The fat man Lao Zhao and I found several nearby Fushou stores that were open 24 hours a day and asked about the Huangquan monopoly.

"Yellow Springs Monopoly? I've been here for more than 10 years and I've never seen one. ”

"You remember wrong, on this street, there is only one Huanglong Fushou shop, there is no Huangquan monopoly, once you hear this name, there will be no business, who will use this kind of roll call to scare away customers!"

“……”

Almost all of the answers were no.

"Could it be that we entered the dimensional space, really entered the Fushou shop on Huangquan Road, and saw?" The fat man was a little unsure and began to speculate.

"Impossible." I frowned, I've been here several times, and it's not like I haven't been to Huangquan Road, and I've never seen a Fushou store.

Huangquan Road opened a Fushou store, isn't this nonsense!

When Grandpa arrived, Lao Zhao had already left and returned to the police station to investigate the previous information in the vicinity.

"How come, I met the old ghost head fifty years ago, this Fushou shop, he has also opened it for more than thirty years, it can't be fake!" Grandpa also looked confused, looking at the unfamiliar small three-story building, dumbfounded.

After dawn, Lao Zhao called me in a strange tone, saying that he had found some information here. Subsequently, Lao Zhao brought a pile of materials, as well as some very old photos, and several familiar buildings appeared around, all of which were shops around the Huangquan Monopoly.

However, these buildings are very old, and there are small buildings that we are very familiar with in between...... It's the Yellow Springs Monopoly!

"This is a photo from 30 years ago, and because it is so old, there is only a black and white photo, but it should be right, this is it!" Lao Zhao explained.

We took the photo and found Song Weiguo again, Song Weiguo was a little stunned when he saw this photo, and hesitated for a long time before looking at me blankly and suspiciously.

"Officer, you mean that this building is the Yellow Springs Monopoly you were looking for before?"

"Not bad." I nodded, vaguely guessing something, but also a little incredulous.

"Huh? Dad, isn't this our old house, this photo is so old! Song Weiguo's youngest son leaned over to take a look at it and said with a smile:

"Officer, you must be mistaken, this building was demolished more than 20 years ago, and the place where we live now was built on this land, how can you see it. I'm afraid this little brother is only in his twenties, and you weren't born when we built the house......"

"Dad, this house is fine, and there are no graves or anything nearby, but this whole street is very yin and dead." The little ghost crawled in through the window, jumped on my shoulder, and whispered.

The people of the Song family couldn't see him, but it didn't cause panic, otherwise, I am afraid that Song Weiguo would have to be frightened to see Ren Shuai in advance when he saw the miserable little ghost......

"So, have you ever seen these two people?" Grandpa, who had been silent, took out a yellowed photo from his bag, which seemed to be some years old, at least more than twenty or thirty years.

In the photo, the old ghost's wife is standing in the middle, the grandfather and the old ghost, one left and one right, are standing on both sides, and the three of them are standing in front of the museum to take a photo.

The three people in it are still middle-aged, the wife of the old ghost, the charm is still there, very beautiful, in that era, there was no makeup, but in the eyebrows and eyes, there was a charming feeling.

I raised my eyebrows, no wonder my grandfather liked this old woman when he was young, it seems that she would never be worse than when grandma was young.

"Huh? Isn't this my aunt and uncle? "Song Weiguo's eldest son, Song Jun, looked at us in surprise.

"Your uncle and aunt? Where are they? "We were shocked, tossed for half the night, and finally found the information of the old ghost.

"Dead." Song Jun looked at us strangely, then his face became more and more frightened, and he stammered and asked, "What is this......?" When did you take this photo? ”

Grandpa's face also changed, it was obvious that the Song family didn't look like they were lying to us, if what they said was true, then he was really a hell of a guy in the past few decades, and he was not an ordinary guy......

Grandpa turned over the photo and saw a line written on it with a pen, October 10, 1987......

"Eight...... Eighty-seven years? Song Jun almost bit his tongue, his neck shrunk, and he looked back at his old father nervously.

"Hehe, is the old brother mistaken?" Song Weiguo's face also changed completely, he pulled the corners of his mouth in horror, looked at his grandfather nervously, and laughed dryly.

"You can't be wrong." Grandpa frowned: "Tell me what you know about them." ”

The Song family looked at each other, especially the father and son, their faces changed several times, and Song Weiguo sighed:

"Speaking of which, my brother has an accident, and he blames me......"

It turned out that Song Weiguo's father left Huangquan to sell the small building, and later, the old man divided the property, because the old ghost was still young at that time, and Song Weiguo was seventeen years old and married his daughter-in-law, so he wanted to monopolize the building.

Later, I happened to meet the head of Maoshan Road, and found that the old ghost had a good talent and wanted to accept apprentices. As soon as the two husbands and wives combined, they just took this opportunity to send their younger brother away, and their own family could occupy the ancestral business, so they forcibly gave the unwilling old ghost to the head of Maoshan Road.

Ten years later, for some reason, the old ghost suddenly wrote to him, saying that he had been expelled from the division by Maoshan and was going to return to his hometown.

Sure enough, a month later, the old ghost head appeared, along with his new daughter-in-law, the woman in the photo. But at home, even Song Weiguo's family is very crowded to live in, and they can't accommodate the old ghost.

The old ghost left with his wife, but who knew that he was found dead in the river the next day......

Moreover, when the body was being salvaged, there happened to be a flood, and even the body was washed away, however, Song Weiguo said, I and a few policemen saw with our own eyes that the two were dead, and the bodies were swollen......

"Really?" My eyes moved, and I looked at Song Weiguo with a gloomy face.

"Isn't that right?" Fat walked and found out that something was wrong, and muttered: "At that time, didn't you say, listening to Mei Liangxin's guy, that the old ghost head was an orphan picked up by Maoshan and his master, because his master was lazy, and he didn't even give him a name, he casually called the little ghost head, and then he became an old ghost when he got old?" ”

I nodded, it was true, I was about to call Mei Liangxin, but I thought of my grandfather and found that my grandfather's face was even more complicated. (To be continued.) )