I quit my job after working part-time at the Demon Management Bureau

The ballads at night are like the whispers of ghosts, which appear extremely strange and gloomy in the dark and silent village.

Chi Mu listened carefully for a while, until the sound could no longer be heard, then he savored slowly: "Why do I think the lyrics are weird..."

"Didn't you read Shan Yucha's information carefully?" Hu Zili said as he took out the document and threw it in front of Chi Mu, "This song is not only strange, it is a ballad that has been handed down from Shuming Village to this day. I will sing this song when I get married."

After finishing speaking, he paused: "Marriage in the dark."

Not to mention, Chi Mu really didn't read this document carefully.

Now that Hu Zili was talking about it, he just opened the file and read it carefully, and he didn't feel guilty about not reading the file at all: "Yeah, this song is really a ghost marriage song, no wonder the dead in this village So many people want to get married, so it’s a ghost marriage.” He pointed to a line of words in surprise, and cursed, “Fuck, this ghost marriage is still a tradition in Shuming Village. This kind of feudal superstition is really harmful. intolerable!"

Hu Zili: "..."

That's right, I haven't come out with him to deal with this kind of thing for nearly nine years, and Hu Zili almost forgot that Chi Mu doesn't like to read the materials seriously.

He reminded tiredly: "Please keep your voice down, the houses here are not very soundproof."

Chi Mu closed the folder and looked at Hu Zili with burning eyes: "Go out and have a look?"

"Let's go." Hu Zili nodded.

The two left the room quietly, and based on what they saw during the day, combined with the ghost marriage mentioned in the document, they walked straight to the cemetery.Far away, the forest looked more like a sky-swallowing monster in the darkness, as if it was going to swallow the entire village in the next second.

Facts proved that they were right, the closer they got, the clearer the Suona's voice became.

Against the backdrop of no songs, the solo suona screamed so loudly that it scared away all the birds and crows, and a large swath of crows flew over their heads.

Chi Mu walked forward closely next to Hu Zili, but after being avoided by Hu Zili, he clinged again: "It's black and black, don't move, I won't hug you if you fall."

"Who wants you to hug me!" Hu Zili gritted his teeth and whispered, "Don't get so close to me."

"No." Chi Mu said righteously, "I have to protect you."

Hu Zili: "..."

In the dark and quiet cemetery, a group of people held several red lanterns, like ghostly ghosts.A middle-aged man next to him was blowing the suona vigorously, his forehead was covered with dense beads of sweat, which were slowly sliding down his forehead at this moment.

Zhou Liping, the proprietress of the hotel, stood aside, shouting the words "send into the bridal chamber", and directed a man and a woman holding two pots in front of them to put them in the dug grave, and personally killed a chicken and wiped it away. From its neck, hot red blood dripped onto the jar, and then it was covered in dust, turning into a new grave in an instant.

"Aunt Zhou, is this good?" The woman who was holding the jar before wiped her tears, her wrinkled face was full of sadness, "Is it so, my son will marry this girl, and we will also marry her down below." Won't you be alone?"

Zhou Liping handed the chicken to the man, wiped the chicken blood on his hands with a paper, and said confidently: "Of course! I, Zhou Liping, have done ghost marriages for you in Shuming Village for so many years. Which of them did not succeed? And your old Zhang is very willing to spend money, the wife you found for your son is not to mention how pretty!"

The woman was crying and laughing, and was hugged by the man named Lao Zhang beside her: "Okay, don't cry, today is Xiaowen's big day, why cry!"

"Why can't I cry? My son's death is too wronged, too wronged!" The woman suddenly became excited, "It's all because of them, it's all because of them! If it wasn't for them, how could Wenwen be scared to death! Why did you come here? Looking for my Wenwen! Why! He is innocent, innocent!"

Zhang Dong's face was ashen, and when he heard his wife's words, his expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly covered her mouth: "Shut up! Don't talk about this!"

The man next to him playing the suona had stopped. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked at Zhou Liping with some anxiety: "Aunt Zhou, can you go?"

Because of Zhang Dong's wife's words, Zhou Liping's complexion also became very bad. She looked at the buried grave and couldn't wait to say: "Let's go, let's go!"

A group of people came and walked quickly. After the ceremony, they blew out the red lanterns they had just held in their hands, and left the forest in a hurry.

Chi Mu and Hu Zili waited for a while before standing up from the nearby grass. Chi Mu wanted to go in and have a look, but Hu Zili grabbed his arm.

He turned his head and snorted twice: "Why? Are you afraid? Didn't I say that if you faint, I'll carry you on my back, and if it's not good enough, I can still hug you. What a big deal."

"..." Hu Zili really wanted to beat him to death, because he didn't like to hear anything, he just liked to say something, if it wasn't for the two of them being entangled with these strange things now, he would have left long ago, and left here to talk to him What is he playing.

He took a deep breath: "When I come here this time, I must first find out who that woman is. Since I want to put the ashes of the two together, I will go in later and look for the tombstone named Liu Le to confirm the two people. Just take advantage of the darkness of the moon and the high wind to bury the matter, don't waste time."

Chi Mu knows that Hu Zili has always been a straightforward person, he doesn't like to do things he doesn't care about, and he doesn't like to complicate simple things.

But Chi Mu is different, even though he doesn't like being entangled by these ghosts or monsters to solve troubles, his thirst for knowledge is always full.

So when Hu Zili put forward such a straightforward answer again, Chi Mu unilaterally broke the two-person relationship mode of not fighting when encountering such a thing.

He turned on the cockfighting mode again and said: "I think you are just scared, don't be cowardly, with brother here, even if you faint ten thousand times, you will always rely on his back, and you will never break your promise."

"..." The corner of Hu Zili's mouth twitched slightly, "I'm sick."

"Isn't that enough? I just think we can't come in vain this trip." Chi Mu pointed at the woods with one hand on his hips, "Look at the newly dug graves, and think about the coffin hotel we stayed in. Let's savor this carefully." Don’t the customs of the village fill you with thirst for knowledge?”

Hu Zili looked at him expressionlessly: "Not at all."

Chi Mu put Hu Zili on the shoulders and led the man into the woods: "Don't do this, take a step back, even if we help the female ghost realize her wish, what if the village is still dying? Wouldn't our efforts be in vain? ?”

Slapping Chi Mu's hand away in disgust, Hu Zili walked forward.

Looking at his red hand, Chi Mu caught up with him: "If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your acquiescence."

Hu Zili: "..."

This man is really shameless!

The crow, which was blown away by the suona, returned to the woods again, stood on a dry branch and quacked several times, flapped its wings and shook off one or two feathers, and fluttered down to the soil of the new grave just now.

There are quite a few graves in this woods. There are many tombstones where the words engraved on them can no longer be seen. The tombstones are crooked and covered with cracks and moss.

The two of them spent a long time searching but did not find the tombstone named Liu Le. After walking around and returning, Hu Zili saw Chi Mu standing in front of the tombstone where the woman he saw standing yesterday, wondering what he was thinking. What.

Hu Zili glanced at the words on the eye tablet, it was a man named Li Qiang.

"Let's go." Chi Mu glanced at the sky, "It's almost dawn."

Hu Zili hummed, and took out a wet tissue from his bag to wipe his hands and face while walking, frowning slightly, a little unhappy.

Seeing him like this, Chi Mu snorted, "Cleanliness freak."

"Sloppy." Hu Zili was not to be outdone.

Chi Mu thought that he came back early by himself, but he never expected that the two of them opened the courtyard door with their front feet, and then met the village chief who was walking out of the room smoking a pipe.

Seeing the tired look of the two people coming back from the outside, the village chief's face changed a few times: "Where did you go yesterday?"

Now that he was bumped into, Chi Mu half-truthfully said: "I heard someone playing suona and singing yesterday, and I haven't fallen asleep, so I went out with my assistant to have a look."

The sky was gray and the sun had not yet appeared. The village head turned on the light in the yard, smoked a cigarette and walked to the yard: "What did you see?"

"I saw a few people walking into the woods with red lanterns and singing songs." Chi Mu asked curiously, "Village Chief, may I ask what they are doing?"

The village chief stood in front of a coffin, took out a nail and a hammer, and smoked with his eyelids lowered. His voice was neither happy nor angry: "This is a matter of the village. If you have nothing to do, don't run around. Outsiders are not welcome in this village."

Chi Mu groaned, seeing the village chief holding a nail in one hand and a hammer in the other and starting to nail the coffin, he asked, "Village chief, do you know who Li Qiang is?"

With a bang, the nails standing upright on the coffin were distorted, and the dull knocking sound seemed to hit the heart. The village head suddenly looked at Chi Mu and Hu Zili: "Why do you ask this?"

"When we were going out, I heard the people who carried the lanterns talking about this person, so I wanted to ask you. It's nothing but curiosity." Hu Zili smiled, with a harmless face, as if he really I just heard the name by accident and just asked casually.

Chi Mu squinted at him, thinking that Hu Zili is worthy of being a young actor, he really looks like what he plays.

On the other hand, the village chief seemed to be choked by something, as if the name was a forbidden word, and when he heard it suddenly, he trembled slightly.

After waiting for a while, Chi Mu and Hu Zili heard his stern warning: "If you want to take pictures here and leave safely, don't mention this name. I've never heard of it today. I hope you pay attention to it." own words."

Chi Mu smiled and said hello, in a very negotiable tone. When he and Hu Zili went back to the room, he still didn't forget to say that it was five o'clock in the morning, and asked the village chief when he had breakfast, so that he could set an alarm clock, even if he crawled Get up and eat.

The village chief looked at him with cloudy eyes and said, "I'll let Xiao Hua call you."

Back in the room, the two who hadn't slept all day and night were lying on the bed together. It took a while before they heard regular knocking sounds in the yard.

Chi Mu put his hands behind his head, looked at the yellowed ceiling and said, "The village chief is nailing the coffin."

Hu Zili hummed and leaned against the head of the bed, not feeling sleepy.

Chi Mu sighed, regretfully said: "I haven't seen those people in the coffin yet."

Hu Zili: "..."

This man has not forgotten yet.

He turned off his mobile phone and lay down: "rest."

He was answered by a late sigh in his ear.

Just as Chi Mu obediently closed her eyes and was about to rest, she suddenly heard a violent knock on the door, followed by a shrill and frightened shout from outside the door: "Old Qian! Her son hanged himself in front of the grave! Brother Zhang is also dead! He is also dead!"