Chapter 28 The Village Chief is Gone
We stayed by the side, waiting for the coffin to burn completely.
This coffin is very large and has no normal fire protection treatment. It will probably take two or three days to burn.
Sun Ming had no way to get close to the coffin. He rarely dealt with these things on a daily basis. As soon as he got close, he felt dizzy.
Later, my cousin secretly told me that Sun Ming’s fate was actually very gloomy, and that my cousin had deceived him before in order to get his help.
My cousin is like this. He always uses any means to achieve his goals.
But I still felt something was wrong. What if this incident caused an offense to some evil thing, and I got into trouble or even lost my life? What should I do then?
I shook my head. I always felt that my cousin was not very reliable in doing things. Although he had helped me many times, I still couldn't help but complain in my heart.
"Since I can't get through, I'll go and help you find something to put out the fire."
Sun Ming was a little discouraged. Originally, he followed us to the old house to help us and make some money at the same time.
Since he can't help at all now, we will definitely not give him the money.
His cousin nodded at him, and Sun Ming left.
The three of us left only after we put out the fire on the top floor of the old house.
On the way, I discussed with my cousin and decided to find the homeless man to talk again.
"I always feel that the person he is talking about is a little strange. "
I walked forward with my head down and talked to my cousin.
In fact, I think my cousin should have noticed that something was wrong with this person, but the homeless man didn't know anything about it. I don't know if he was deliberately hiding it or what, but there was nothing we could do about it.
When he returned to Sun Ming's house, the homeless man had already left.
We searched for him in the village for a long time but couldn't find him.
Not long after, Uncle Wu came back driving.
"Is everything alright at the old house? Why did you call me earlier and tell me you wanted to burn the coffin?"
As soon as Uncle Wu came in, he didn't even say hello to us, but immediately asked about the situation of the old house.
His uncle briefly told him what had happened and his face turned pale.
My cousin looked serious and asked, "Did you lie to us? Is it true that no one has lived in this old house?"
Uncle Wu nodded, but his eyes were a little evasive.
"I'm not lying to you. No one has lived in the house. But I should know what those letters you mentioned are about."
After hearing what he said, I, the villagers and my cousin quickly surrounded him.
"This happened a long time ago, about twenty years ago. Our Wu family has never had any descendants. With no other options, my wife asked someone to come to our house to take a look. The man was a Feng Shui master, who set up some formations at home, and our family's situation got better. My wife became pregnant and later gave birth to my son. My son is just twenty this year. Those letters should have been left behind by the Feng Shui master when he was communicating with his master."
The more I listened, the more confused I became.
Feng Shui master's master?
I am not sure if there are Feng Shui masters in other countries, but the master of Feng Shui should not be Laotian.
After all, the two of them are not practicing the same thing, so how can they be related to a master-disciple relationship?
I was about to ask more, but Uncle Wu spoke first.
"My wife died of excessive blood loss after giving birth to my son. At that time, only one of her and my son could be saved, and we chose to save the child. Thinking about it now, I feel a little sorry for my wife."
I found it unbelievable when I heard it, but then I thought about it.
Twenty years ago, most people in the village had backward ideas. Uncle Wu, in particular, grew up in the village and was always influenced by it, so he would indeed make this choice.
Before we could talk much, Dong Jing came running back.
"Brother Zhou, Wen Jie!" We heard her voice before she ran home.
He sounds so anxious, maybe something has happened.
We quickly stood up and ran out, and met each other in the big yard.
When I asked again, Dong Jing said, "The village chief is gone."
My heart shuddered. Oh no, the last place where we could get clues was gone.
But why is it so fast?
He was clearly fine when we left the village chief's house.
"Let's go and take a look."
The cousin was anxious and left Sun Ming's house after saying this.
Many villagers had gathered at the door of the village chief's house. They all had sad faces.
Everyone helped to deal with the village chief's funeral at his home, and even the fortune teller from the neighboring village was invited.
Not long after, his son came back wearing school uniform and driving an electric scooter.
For a moment, the village chief's house was in chaos.
Cry if you need to cry, and help if you need to help.
Only his son was holding the unconscious wife of the village chief in his arms, looking at a loss.
With Mr. Yin Yang here, we can’t help much.
Besides, our strength is cleaning the house, and we really can’t help with this kind of thing, and we are outsiders.
"In that case, we'll leave first." My cousin sighed.
The dead cannot be resurrected. After all, the village chief is old, and this will happen sooner or later.
Uncle Wu nodded, indicating that he might have to stay here for a few days, at least to take care of the village chief's affairs.
We are all from the same village, and we are all related to each other to some extent, so we will not cause trouble in the village chief's house.
We have cleaned up Uncle Wu's old house.
The remaining mysteries are beyond our scope of work.
Just as I was leaving, I accidentally discovered a birthmark on the village chief's son.
The birthmark is right on the neck, and it looks very much like the totems we have seen.
Perhaps this matter is related to the village chief, but no matter what, it has nothing to do with us.
Because there were too many things involved in Uncle Wu's old house, in addition to the 150,000 yuan he gave, he also gave an extra 50,000 yuan as errand fee.
But I understand that this is hush money.
What he meant was that after we left the village, we should not talk nonsense and not tell anyone about his family affairs.
After all, we all have professional ethics.
Besides, this matter has already passed, and there is no need for us to bring it up again.
We took the money Uncle Wu gave us and left.
Uncle Wu took good care of us in every aspect. He gave the car to Sun Ming and asked him to take us to the city.
Before I even reached the main road leading to the city from the village, I received a phone call from an unfamiliar person.
"Hello?" I called tentatively, wanting to know who was calling me.
The voice on the other end was indeed a girl's: "Would it be convenient for us to have dinner tonight? I'm Jin Yun."
Golden Cloud?
I was stunned for a moment, but since there was no one visiting for no reason, and she wouldn't look for me for some reason, I decided to keep the appointment.
