Marry Mr. Feng Shui of the Republic of China

"What do you mean? There are corpses buried under the tree?" Zhuo Ran asked boldly.

"Well, it shouldn't be wrong." Li Hengshu replied.

Zhuo Ran looked at the tall locust tree, which grew silently by itself until now. Hundreds of years have passed, and I don't know how much filth and blood has been seen in this land.

"Are you sure?" Zhuo Ran asked tremblingly.

"It's probably not wrong. You saw that night that the soil under the tree was loosened. If something really happened, this tree is the best place to hide the corpse." Li Hengshu looked around, calmly said.

This is a ruin of a fire. Except for this old tree that is surrounded by trees, there are no buildings still in use. There is no monitoring and few people come. No one will move, it is indeed the best place to hide corpses.

It was the first time for Zhuo Ran to come into contact with such a murder case at such a close distance, and he was stunned for a while before he hurriedly took out his mobile phone.

"What are you going to do?" Liu Tianshi held him back and asked.

"Call the police! Let the police come to check whether that person surnamed Li really committed a crime, and whether there is really a dead body under the tree, you will find out after checking." Zhuo Ran said.

Unexpectedly, even Li Hengshu came to stop him this time, covered his phone and shook his head, "It is the most basic rule not to change one's fortune in fortune telling."

"What do you mean?" Zhuo Ran was annoyed: "Even if I reported a false case, you said that now you know there is a murder case under the tree but you have to hide it?"

"Why do we know?" Li Hengshu looked at him helplessly: "Go and tell the police that you know two Fengshui masters, and you can figure out that there are ghosts buried under the tree by looking at the direction of the mountain?"

Zhuo Ran was at a loss for words, paused before saying: "That's not the point, the point is..."

"Fengshui masters have five disadvantages and three disadvantages. Do you know why?" Li Hengshu explained: "Prying out the secrets of the sky is against the sky, and now you want to forcefully intervene to change it. Do you think your fate is too good?" ?”

"so……"

"It's his fate to die here unjustly. It's his fate that Li Bo declared that he should have this person to prevent the disaster. You are just an outsider, why bother with this kind of business?"

Zhuo Ran stared at Li Hengshu, then looked at the tree for a long time, and said in a hoarse voice: "But, didn't Li Xiaoran's mother ask you to go over and solve Li Boxuan's misfortune?"

"Changing luck and changing fate are not the same thing." Li Hengshu pulled him back, and said softly with Zhuo Ran on his back, "Just treat it as a joke, pretend it never happened, and don't think about calling the police." .”

Zhuo Ran didn't expect Li Hengshu to be so strong, and there was no room for resistance when he was pulled by him. He only had time to glance back at the tree, and actually saw a little girl covered in blood standing under the tree. looking in their direction.

Zhuo Ran was terrified and exclaimed, but he couldn't see anyone again in a blink of an eye.

"Do you think this is okay? What if Li Boxuan killed someone?" Zhuo Ran asked tremblingly after being dragged into the car by Li Hengshusheng.

It is difficult for Zhuo Ran to describe his current mood, both angry and powerless, as if the news he had seen countless times in the media had actually happened to him, as a bystander, he could not fight for the victim in the slightest .

"Everyone has his own destiny." Liu Tianshi said, "Even if you call the police, the police may not necessarily believe you, so you should give up on it."

A cold wind blew through Zhuo Ran's heart, and he turned to look at Li Hengshu.

"Send you home." Li Hengshu also looked back at him and said, "Just now you saw something you shouldn't have seen. Go to bed early at night. This matter has nothing to do with you. At most, you will be fine if you have a nightmare."

"Li Boxuan, could it be the murderer?" Zhuo Ran suddenly asked.

Li Hengshu smiled, "I don't know, Mr. Feng Shui is not a policeman, and I'm not good at solving cases. Maybe someone will find out about this matter, and maybe it won't be dug out in Li Boxuan's lifetime. No one can change his life."

Zhuo Ran didn't speak any more, but silently tightened his coat.

"Is it cold? Do you want a hug from your husband?" Li Hengshu joked with him again.

"Cold heart." Zhuo Ran tossed two words to him indifferently, and then closed his eyes.

That night, Zhuo Ran really had a nightmare like Li Hengshu said, dreaming of Li Boxuan whom he had never seen before, dreaming of the old rustling locust tree, dreaming of the incident that happened under the locust tree. The tragic car accident, and the feeble groans under Li Boxuan's wheels.

Panting heavily, Zhuo Ran woke up suddenly, took out his phone and glanced at it, it was still the familiar three o'clock in the morning.

Zhuo Ran closed his eyes, and the scenes he saw in the dream just now seemed to be playing back in front of his eyes as if they were real scenes. Compared with the panic when he was harassed by Li Hengshu for the first time, this time he was more sad.

Zhuo Ran didn't turn on the light either, and sat on the bed dryly for a while, then suddenly turned over and got out of bed, put on his clothes quickly, picked up his phone and went out.

It was not easy to take a taxi in the early hours of the morning. Zhuo Ran walked along the road for about 10 minutes before meeting a taxi ready to pick up the car.He bargained with the driver for a while, gritted his teeth and added half the price, and the driver agreed to take him to the burning place.

It was almost four o'clock when Zhuo Ran arrived at the burning place, the sky turned blue-gray, and the place where no one passed by before showed a strange quietness at this time.

Zhuo Ran stood at the side of the road looking at the tree from a distance, and suddenly regretted that he ran over so impulsively at night.

He didn't know what he could do when he came here, just like Liu Tianshi said, he couldn't single-handedly dig up the tree roots with his bare hands to see if there was anything buried inside.

"I change shift at this time every day. If I don't change the time next month, I really have to resign." Two people just passed by Zhuo Ran, and they didn't lower their volume at all, which seemed extraordinarily abrupt in this quiet environment.

"After working for so long, why do you have so many things all of a sudden?" Another person asked.

But the man suddenly lowered his volume, and said in a low voice: "This area was not so evil before, but recently I always feel that this area is haunted."

Zhuo Ran's heart moved, and he couldn't help following behind those two people.

"Don't be scary at night."

"I won't lie to you. At the beginning of last month, around this time, I really heard a woman's voice, and it was very miserable."

Hearing this, Zhuo Ran couldn't help but go up and stop the man, "Wait a minute, you just said that you heard a woman screaming here last month?"

The two of them hadn't noticed Zhuo Ran's existence, they were taken aback by Zhuo Ran's call, turned around and cursed, then looked at Zhuo Ran and asked bluntly, "Who are you?"

Zhuo Ran took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and handed it over, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, a friend of mine has been missing for more than a month, and I suspect that something happened to her. I heard what you said just now...can you tell me more about it?" Shall I talk?"

The two people glanced at each other, although they felt that Zhuo Ran was a little suspicious, but seeing that he was handsome and young, he didn't look like a vicious person, so they relaxed their vigilance and asked, "I didn't see anything either. What do you want to know?"

"Where did you hear the voice?"

The man hesitated for a moment, and after about ten seconds, he pointed to a direction behind Zhuo Ran and said, "Over there, at the turning point, but the sound is quite far away."

Zhuo Ran looked back, but didn't find anything wrong at the corner of the road.

"If something really happened to your friend, why don't you hurry up and call the police, what clues can you find by wandering here alone." The man lit a cigarette and said while exhaling smoke rings.

Zhuo Ran came back to his senses, smiled wryly like that, and said: "It's not that easy, there is no surveillance around here, there is no proof, the police simply ignore me."

"The small hotel over there, did you see it?" The man pointed in another direction for Zhuo Ran to see.

Zhuo Ran followed his fingers to look over, barely discerning a dilapidated signboard through the dim light, "I saw it during the day, aren't they all closed?"

The man shook his head, "I have been working in the electronics factory in the north for more than five years. There are few stores around here, and I am familiar with them. The hotel owner is my friend. Their house closed half a year ago, and the store has not been sold yet. But the boss is afraid that the neighborhood is not safe, so he specially left a surveillance camera, and left a contact information on the door, you can go to him to check, maybe you can find something useful."

"Really?" Zhuo Ran's eyes lit up, "Thank you, brother!"

"It's not easy to go out, I hope your friend is okay." The two said casually, thanked Zhuo Ran for his cigarettes, and hurried home.

Zhuo Ran was quite happy in his heart, he stared at the closed small hotel not far away for a while, and walked under the locust tree again by a strange coincidence.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect, Zhuo Ran stared at the ground under the tree for a while, and saw a stream of liquid emerging from the soil.

Zhuo Ran frowned, squatted down curiously to check, and wiped lightly with his fingers, but unexpectedly felt a sticky touch. Looking at the light, his fingers were covered with dark red blood.

Zhuo Ran was so frightened that he took a step back, almost sat on the ground, and then looked up, unexpectedly found a person standing in front of him.

"Who?!" Zhuo Ran called out.

But the man stood under the shadow of the tree without any reaction. Just when Zhuo Ran was about to stand up to see what happened, the figure suddenly leaned over and rushed over, revealing a face full of dried blood and skin that had festered badly.

Zhuo Ran's whole body froze, he couldn't move, he couldn't even make a sound, but he thought of Li Hengshu in his heart at an inappropriate time.

"Don't look." Zhuo Ran felt his eyes darkened, and his eyes were covered by a pair of cold hands.

"Before the cock crows at four or five o'clock in the morning is the time when the resentment is at its peak. The locust tree is also yin, and it is easy to attract ghosts. Are you so anxious to give me a chance to be a hero to save the beauty?"