The whole world thinks I can exorcise ghosts

"Sorry, I didn't notice..." Song Nan glanced at the other party. The middle-aged woman in front of him looked familiar, but he couldn't call her name for a while, so Song Nan could only apologize, "I didn't hurt you, did I?"

"What do you think?" The middle-aged woman seemed very angry, and glanced at the overturned bamboo basket on the ground, "Why don't you close your eyes while walking, what's wrong."

The woman's voice was loud, and people at several tables next to her could hear her roar, and all of them put down their chopsticks and looked towards them. Liu Bingcai was originally greeting guests at another table, but hurried over when he heard the sound, and saw Song Nan startled. After a while, he forced a smile as a greeting, and said a few words to the middle-aged woman, and the woman walked away rubbing her arms.

Song Nan was at fault for this matter, and he didn't take it seriously when he was scolded by the middle-aged woman. When he took a pair of chopsticks and prepared to go back to the banquet to eat something and leave, he was stopped by Liu Bingcai up.

"Well, Secretary Luo should have mentioned it to you, it's on the mountain tomorrow morning..."

"No!" Song Nan glanced behind him quickly, and he was relieved when he saw that there was nothing behind him, and then his tone slowed down, "I won't either."

"The last talisman..."

"That's also drawn casually according to the gourd painting." Song Nan interrupted him again before he finished speaking, and he didn't notice such a smooth idiom popping out of his mouth.

"I really don't know what my dad did. What happened that day was purely a mistake, not to mention your family." He paused, thinking that he didn't see anything unusual at Heishuiwan Reservoir that day, and then Continued, "It was just an accident, don't think too much..."

"It can't be an accident!"

Not knowing which sentence was wrong, Liu Bingcai suddenly became excited, probably because he was concerned about the presence of guests around him. Although he was a little excited, his voice was kept low.

Song Nan didn't want to entangle with him on this matter anymore, and he didn't want to care about it, let alone he couldn't care about it.

Liu Bingcai didn't think so. Seeing that he was about to leave, he stretched out his hand and tugged at his arm. Song Nan still had lingering fears because of being dragged by the shadow. Now Liu Bingcai grabbed him and was startled. The conditioned reaction was earned a bit.

Liu Bingcai probably didn't really want to tug him, but just put his shoulder on his shoulder, but he didn't expect Song Nan to have such a big reaction, and he was a little stunned for a while.

"You..." Song Nan thought of the shadow who had been following Liu Bingcai all the time, so he could only press down in his heart full of impatience, "If you have something to say, don't touch me."

"I know you still have some skills, otherwise your father wouldn't be able to take you with him every time he looked at the place." Liu Bingcai withdrew his hand, looked left and right and nodded at Song Nan, indicating to change places.

Song Nan couldn't find a reason to refuse for a while, Liu Bingcai was right, he did have some abilities that ordinary people can't, but this kind of ability is a bit funny to say, if he really told everyone that he could see ghosts, he would really believe it. How many more will there be?

He hesitated for a moment, sighed and followed.

"The mouse's body was found under the melon vine." Liu Bingcai stood on the dike, and with the help of the stone steps under his feet, he was at least level with Song Nan's height. When he spoke, he leaned closer to Song Nan's ear. Be careful and careful.

Song Nan didn't like to be so close to unfamiliar people, subconsciously tilted his head, but missed the point of the words, "rat?"

"My son Liu Hao." Liu Bingcai said, "When I was young, I was very sick, so I asked your father once to give him a nickname that would make him well-off. That's what he called him, and he didn't change his name until he was twenty. I didn't expect... ..." Having said this, Liu Bingcai's heart was undoubtedly touched again, his expression was a little lower, and his tone was still slightly choked.

Song Nan was afraid that he would cry while talking. He is not good at comforting people, especially this kind of people who only know each other a few times. watched.

Song Nan raised his arm stiffly, and patted Liu Bingcai's shoulder twice to comfort him. He went through what Liu Bingcai said just now in his mind, and then he grasped the point again, "Melon and vine..." Song Nan was puzzled , "Is there something to say?"

In fact, Song Nan has never been a very curious person, and he did not believe Liu Bingcai's refutation of "accident". The reason why he followed him was because the shock of the transparent shadow just now made his brain unable to react. , failed to find the reason for the refusal in the first place.

Although Liu Bingcai's words were full of doubts, he just wanted to find someone to talk about what was in his heart, and these ghosts and gods were more convincing than talking to someone who was a professional in his family.

"Does Cui Guohua know?" Liu Bingcai's expression immediately became serious.

Song Nan was taken aback by his sudden solemn expression, and shook his head.

"That's right. It's been almost ten years since your family moved away from Heishuiwan. It's normal if you don't know. If your father is still here, he must have known..." Liu Bingcai said again, "This big reservoir was originally used by four families. In addition to Cui Guohua, your father Huang Dingguo also has a part in the contract together."

"My dad?" Song Nan was startled, then frowned, he never knew about this.

"Your father quit after he changed his career, saying he didn't want to kill." Liu Bingcai shook his head, "It's just me, Zhang Shuncai, and Cui Guohua."

Zhang Shuncai is the neighbor Uncle Zhang, and this Song Nan knows it.

"Five years ago, you must have heard about Zhang Shuncai falling off the fish boat and falling into the reservoir." Liu Bingcai said, "It was the turn of Cui Guohua's family that year, and I remember that was also the season, Cui Guohua His son went swimming in the reservoir, but he never got up again, and Cui Guohua also quit the contracting group at that time, and in the end it was only me and Zhang’s family left.”

Song Nan only knew about Uncle Zhang, but he really didn't know that there was someone who died in front of him. Speaking of which, Uncle Zhang kept saying that he was dragged into the water by something...

Song Nan felt his back go numb, but he did not see anything in Heishuiwan the morning Liu Hao had an accident.

"The child's body also floated from the bottom of the water the next day, and the body was also found under the melon vines on the shore." Liu Bingcai said.

"That doesn't mean that what happened to your son was not an accident..." Even though Song Nan said such words, most of them had accepted Liu Bingcai's words in his heart.

Few people believed Uncle Zhang's words. Most people just laughed at him after hearing it. He was frightened at the time and woke up thinking nonsense.

Song Nan instantly understood what Liu Bingcai meant. He suspected that his son's death was related to Cui Guohua's son who drowned five years ago.

"The mouse hasn't been to the reservoir for many years. This year it's our family's turn to contract the reservoir. He didn't go there when the fry were laid. How could he go swimming alone?"

This question really confused Song Nan. He opened his mouth, but for a moment he didn't know how to answer.

But for Liu Bingcai's speculation, he can only be an audience. Whether he believes it or not, he can't do anything, and he doesn't have the ability to do anything.

"Uncle Liu." Song Nan thought for a long time, "I really can't help you with this matter."

Seeing Liu Bingcai's expression of wanting to say something, Song Nan hurriedly said, "Let me tell you, my dad is not a half-immortal, it was all made up by you and all the villagers and neighbors, he just read books There are quite a lot of them. I study at home when I have nothing to do. I basically analyze them according to the books. I also learned to draw Fu from the above. hint."

"The talisman you melted for me that day is useful," Liu Bingcai said, "I'll hang it on my body when I go back that day." He also tugged at the thin red string around his neck, "I'll return it this afternoon. I went to the reservoir to collect tobacco, why am I safe?"

"I don't know why you didn't have an accident." Song Nan was a little helpless, "Probably, everyone has their own fate."

Apart from saying this, Song Nan really couldn't search for more precise words in his poor vocabulary to explain Liu Bingcai's imagination.

Although it was a funeral, the banquet was quite wide and the dishes were complete. Song Nan looked at the big table of chickens, ducks, fish and sheep, but couldn't whet his appetite.

Even with an empty stomach.

He has never been a person who likes to meddle in other people's business. Whether he believes Liu Bingcai's words or not, it has nothing to do with him, but just half an hour ago, all of this might have something to do with him.

Song Nan felt extremely anxious. The source of this anxiety was that he was met by Liu Hao.

He knew very well that unlike the shadow he encountered under the pear tree when Huang Dingguo passed away, Liu Hao's touch was no longer a touch, the feeling of being pulled hard and unable to resist , Song Nan still feels a little tingling in his back when he thinks about it now, that kind of strength is definitely not unintentional.

The more he thought about it, the more nervous he became, so much so that he was startled when he refocused his eyes on the mouth of his bowl.

The originally empty disposable bowl was full of beef, mutton and chicken. A cup of pork belly soup was also filled in the paper cup beside it. The mouth of the cup was still steaming. of.

Before he turned his questioning eyes to Huang Diwen, who was holding a chicken paw and eating happily, a woman on the table who was serving food for her two children said with a smile, "Your brother is really good. My two children have always taken care of themselves."

Song Nan twitched the corners of his mouth, and smiled at the woman awkwardly. The topic on the table suddenly changed to raising children because of the woman's opening. Song Nan couldn't get in his mouth and was not interested. To eat, I suppressed the anxiety in my heart, and reluctantly ate a little.

"The food is not to your liking?" On the way back, Huang Diwen sat behind the little eDonkey, holding the hem of Song Nan's T-shirt with one hand, and stretching out his other hand to tease the shadow on the ground with his five fingers, "I hear The aunt next to me said, the cook invited the chef from Zuixianlou in our town."

"On this occasion, you are the only one who still has the appetite to study the dishes."

"At least I followed the ceremony." Huang Diwen said, "Eat as much as you can."

Song Nan was amused by Huang Diwen's serious tone, and the anxiety in his heart was relieved a lot because of this music.

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