Actually, I immediately thought that it was a dream, but it was too real to be true.

In a trance, my grandmother came to me, looked at me with relief, touched my head, and said: "Good grandson, it seems that you have been able to communicate with the Golden Silkworm Gu preliminarily, you don't have to come down to accompany me, it's so good, I really didn't expect you to be ......" I couldn't move my body, my consciousness was a little hazy, but I was able to speak, so I asked her: "Grandma, are all the twelve methods true?" Is everything I've been experiencing in the past few days true? ”

She looked at me and didn't speak. At this time, I didn't think she was ugly, I felt much more amiable than my previous impression, and after a while she smiled, and she said that you know the answer yourself, and you want to ask me what I am doing. She went on to say, "You can be regarded as inheriting my mantle now, but for the older generation, there are still some rituals missing. She asked me to go back to the old house in Dunzhai and kowtow to the ancestors on the shrine, pay respects, and then all the things in the old house were gone, so as to avoid filth.

I said okay, no problem. Then she told me that after reading the things in the book, it was better to burn them.

I asked why I was in trouble, and she said that I had no ability to protect that thing, and that if I took it, I would cause trouble, and I didn't know what day it would be, and there would be unjust ghosts who would come to the door to ask for debts, and burn it without worry. I said okay, she asked me again if I was connected with the second sister of Luo in Zhongyang, I was confused again, I don't remember what I said, anyway, she said that she was not afraid, the people of Zhongyang Miao Village, the inheritance has long been lost, gone...... Alas!

As she spoke, my grandmother was also sighing, saying that our vein was almost gone. At that time, I was basically unconscious, and I only vaguely heard her say: accumulate virtue and do good, so that you can do it yourself.

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When I got up the next day, I remembered three things: kowtowing to recognize my ancestors, burning broken books, and "accumulating virtue and doing good deeds, so that I could do it for myself".

This memory is so deep for me that I didn't eat breakfast early in the morning, so I bought incense, candles, paper money, and found a tricycle to go to Dunzhai to worship the teacher and pay tribute to my ancestors. When I came to my grandmother's house again, I found that the yin qi inside was really thick, and I could also feel that there seemed to be countless insects and snakes buried under the ground in the yard. For my grandmother's instructions, I did not slack off, lit incense and candles, obediently bowed to the dozen tablets on the big shrine, and respectfully shouted: "The ancestors of the past dynasties are above, and the boy Lu Zuo is below, blessed by my grandmother Long Laolan, and included in the door. ”

After kneeling down, I don't know if it was a psychological effect, or something else, I felt that the tablet on the shrine had a cyclone rising at that moment, and then I was warm, and the whole province was like eating ginseng fruit, and the whole body was comfortable.

After I finished worshipping God, I burned the paper, cleaned it up, did not take a piece of paper, and before I went out, I scraped the mud of my shoes on the threshold and scattered it all in the hall. After my grandmother's death, this old mansion was already the property of my brother-in-law's name, and when I left, I took a deep look again, and after that, I never came back in my life.

When I got back to town, I ran to the photocopy shop. This shop was opened by me as a small (also called Lao Gong), next to the town middle school, doing the business of teachers and students, busy for a while, and it happened that it was idle now. I went to him and asked him to lend me the machine for a day and ask how much it was. He said no, it just so happened that he was going to the county seat to buy things that day, and he didn't open a store, you have to use it, just use it, and the brothers are talking so much, it's not cool.

I'm not welcome, I said yes, and ran home to take the broken book to the photocopying shop.

Grandma told me to burn the broken book, I naturally have to comply, but as far as my broken brain is concerned, it will definitely not be able to digest it successfully for a while and a half, but I am outside, crooked people naturally know more, scan the text into PDF format, and then under a software to convert it to WORD format (some can't be transferred), two copies of retention, with a U disk backup, thinking that when the time comes, I can buy an MP4 to watch at any time (at that time, the mobile phone has not yet achieved intelligence), in fact, it is much more convenient than books.

It just so happened that I brought a 1G USB flash drive, I was busy in the store until the afternoon, and after the last I got a total of 254M PDF and WORD documents, I deleted some of the action movies in the USB flash drive, I copied it in, and then burned the "Twelve Methods of Suppressing the Mountains" to ashes, and completed my grandmother's second entrustment.

While I was having dinner, I received a call from Ma Haibo, who asked me if I was free and that there was a new development in the case.

I ignored him, and said with a smile that I am not the leader of your bureau, nor am I in charge of the Political and Legal Committee, so I still have to report to me for Mao? Ma Haibo said: "I'm not joking with you, that's the case, we took Wang Baosong and his wife back for trial, Wang Baosong, a madman, couldn't be tried at all, and her mother only admitted that she had cursed Huang Duoduo to death - that is, Huang Laoya's youngest daughter and hid the corpse, as for the corpse shredding case, there is no evidence to prove that they did it...... And Second Sister Luo confessed an important situation, saying that Huang Laoya's serious illness was also her Gu, and no one could solve it, and then she said that she wanted to see you. ”

I asked what I was doing, pulling home?

Ma Haibo begged softly, he told me that human life is at stake, and the second sister of Qiluo is already terminally ill and can't survive for a few days, so I'd better go over as soon as possible - help people to the end and send the Buddha to the west, isn't this the truth. Besides, even if I don't look at his face, I have to look at Huang Fei's sister's face? That yellow old tooth is her uncle!

I heard a loud voice on the phone and asked where are you? The old boy smiled and didn't speak, but within a few minutes, the door of my hall was pushed open.

It turned out that he personally drove over to pick me up just to be on the safe side.

Seeing a uniformed policeman come in, my parents were a little frightened and nervously stood up to say hello, my father thought it was the last time, rubbed his hands, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes deepened a little. Fortunately, Ma Haibo still knows how to be a person, and his mouth is also slippery, and it didn't take long to coax my parents to be happy. When I learned of his intention, my mother hurriedly urged me, why don't you go, the public family is looking for you to do something, what are you still eating here? - In the eyes of the people in our area, the authority of the government is very high (I won't go into details about how to establish it), the public affairs are big things, my parents are not highly educated, and they think that those who wear uniforms (especially police uniforms) are the public family, and people looking for you have to actively cooperate.

While on the road, Ma Haibo told me about the progress of the case. I raise a few doubts: First, is Wang Baosong really crazy or fake crazy? It's easy to explain if you're crazy, Luo Ermei has been paralyzed in bed for more than half a year, how can she dig a grave? Second, Wang Baosong is the real murderer of the corpse shredding case, this is what I hope to see, there is no evidence, and it can't be true, does his wife know about this matter? What was the motive for the killing?

Ma Haibo said: "You mean there is a third person? ”

I said that I just suspected that there were also methods such as the Five Ghost Handling Technique in the Black Witchcraft and Maoshan Dao Technique, and there was no need to do it personally, and there were spiritual and evil things to dig up the grave and pry the corpse, but Luo Ermei obviously did not have this kind of Taoism. All in all, Luo's second sister and Granny Luo are the key to the whole case, as long as she fully speaks, there is basically nothing to do...... Of course, don't slack off on Segai's side, if there is really a third person, he must still be in Segai Village.

After saying that, I immediately remembered a pair of resentful eyes, and thought to myself that it was impossible......

Ma Haibo said: "It's a pity that you are not a policeman. ”

I knew he was flattering me - these decades-old fritters have handled more cases than the beautiful girls I've ever seen, how could they not even think of these? However, people always like to listen to beautiful words, and this sentence made me feel excited in my heart, and I felt that my image was a little taller, and my attitude towards this matter was also positive.

I thought of something I had just learned, so I told Ma Haibo that maybe I could get the madman Wang Baosong to speak.

He said really? I said I could try it, but I had to prepare something. He said that these are easy to do, the bureau has sufficient funds, and if there is anything that needs to be purchased, just ask. So I asked him to prepare sandalwood, yellow rune paper, clean water, Buddha music tapes, a larger tape recorder or speaker, etc., and Ma Haibo called people to do it one by one. By the time we arrived at the county office, everything was ready.

I saw Wang Baosong cowering in the interrogation room where I was last time, nervously defensive.

Ma Haibo said that this madman occasionally gets out of control, hurts people, and asks me if I want to give him a tranquilizer, I said no, what else do you ask after taking a tranquilizer, have you fed him?

Yang Yu next to him said that he had a meal today, braised pork, and after eating three bowls, his appetite was very good. I said okay, leave the things, you guys go out, just watch the video. Yang Yu didn't leave, he wanted to stay, and said that he wanted to observe the magical witchcraft up close. I thought about it for a while and said that it was okay, but the uniform had to be taken off, so as not to irritate Wang Baosong.

He agreed, and changed into a white shirt.

Wang Baosong was handcuffed to the interrogation chair, muttering to himself, very vague, gradually disappearing, but his expression was very defensive and nervous, glaring for a while, and turning his neck for a while. I didn't speak, I turned on the tape recorder and started playing Buddhist music—the usual calming music, with a gentle tone and simple language, which is played in many monasteries and candle offering shops.

Lighting a stick of sandalwood, I sat behind the table without speaking, my eyes closed. As the music continued, Wang Baosong's spirit began to relax slowly, and the feeling of satiety in his body eroded his body functions a little bit.

About 20 minutes later, Wang Baosong began to fall into a state of drowsiness.

I washed my hands with clean water, then took out a piece of yellow rune paper, bit the tip of my tongue, dripped blood on it, kneaded it well, and began to sing a soul song: the three souls are lost and difficult to find, and the two souls are not a pity, and they ate oil tea yesterday, and today they lost their souls, and the soul is not endless, and the next life is restless, and the soul returns...... The voice I read is not loud, the sound line is small, if there is nothing, of course, these are just singing according to the gourd, how do I understand this? My real killer weapon is still the Golden Silkworm Gu.

The Golden Silkworm Gu can be placed in the illusion of people, and those who cannot be liberated will be confused and obedient.

Officer Yang Yuyang next to him had huge eyes and muttered to himself, "Is this hypnotism, or is it the legendary jumping god?" I ignored him and was concentrating on communicating with the master in my body, but fortunately everything was laid in front of me, and this bad tenant finally made a move. As my voice slowly faded into nothing, Wang Baosong, who was half-asleep with his head drooping, suddenly raised his head, his eyes straight, and he only looked ahead without focus. I was overjoyed, and first asked him a few simple questions, such as his name, where he was from, and how old he was...... Seeing that he had completely fallen into a state of ecstasy, he asked directly: "Wang Baosong, why do you want to kill people?" ”

He rolled his eyes, revealing the whites of his eyes, and said in a soft but clear tone: "I don't want to kill, they made me kill." ”

"Who are they?"

"They? They are the mountain god grandfather...... They say that if anyone sins against the god of the mountain and is a sinner, he will be killed. And when they had killed them, they gave me gold, a great deal of gold, a lot of gold......

"They're dwarf mules?"

"They're the mountain god's grandfather...... Don't you dare call them dwarf mules. ”

"Where are they?"

"Grandpa the mountain god is under the thousand-year-old tree of the cliff in the back pavilion, worshipping for thousands of years, and ......practicing for 10,000 years."

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Wang Baosong and I asked and answered, Yang Yu recorded on the side, I almost finished asking about the entire process of the murder and corpse mutilation case, and then communicated with Yang Yu, after the chain of evidence, the incident, and the reason for the murder were basically sorted out, I snuffed out the sandalwood, and then sang a minor tune that I didn't understand very well, ending the process.

Wang Baosong woke up quietly, looked around blankly, struggled violently, and began to talk nonsense again.

The door opened, Ma Haibo walked in and held my hand tightly, saying that at this point, the case is basically done, this is simply amazing, like a dream. I say that a madman is a murderer, but he is a psychopath, he has no criminal capacity at all, and he is instructed and seduced by a mandrill mule, we all believe this kind of thing, but the common people may not believe it; The common people can believe it, but they may not believe it, so think about what to do with it.

He didn't care, smiled and said that these were all trivial, and then asked me, why don't you go to interrogate the second sister Luo? She is now in the intensive care unit of the county people's hospital, her body is terminally ill, and she is about to die in a few days.

I said okay.