The poorest soul catcher in history

As soon as Father Zheng came back, he saw Mother Zheng sitting in the living room with a dark face.

"What's wrong"

Mother Zheng raised her head slightly to the room where Elder Zheng lived, and then said softly, "Let's talk."

Father Zheng frowned, and finally put the briefcase aside and sat next to Mother Zheng, "Dad messed with you."

"No." Mother Zheng took a deep breath and said with hesitation, "Do you think something is wrong with Dad?"

While speaking, she raised her finger and pointed to her head.

Father Zheng said with a bit of anger on his face, "What do you mean by that?"

"What do you mean?" Zheng's mother laughed at his expression and questioning tone, "every night I switch it on and off in the kitchen, that's gas, not the firewood in my hometown, or the beacon coal in the yard. Everyone is fast asleep, and the old man has no memory.”

"okay"

Zheng's father interrupted her rudely, but after listening to something, he asked Zheng's mother to go to rest first, and find a time to have a good chat with Mr. Zheng.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Zheng's mother returned to the room, Mr. Zheng, who had already rested, came out of the room.

"dad"

Seeing Mr. Zheng's old and distressed face, Father Zheng was a little panicked. He didn't know how much the other party had listened to the conversation between himself and his wife.

"Take me to your elder brother's house tomorrow."

After finishing speaking, Mr. Zheng went back to his room and closed the door.

Father Zheng was left sitting in the living room smoking a cigarette all night.

But two days later, Uncle Zheng called him, meaning the same as his wife's. Their father might have some brain problems, so the brothers and sisters had a simple meeting on WeChat, and finally decided to send Mr. Zheng to the hospital. look.

But who knew that Mr. Zheng was very resistant, there was no other way, and Father Zheng sent him back to the alley.

"Oh," Zheng Yunqing stood at the gate of the yard and looked at them with a sneer, "How long did you think you would last?"

Zheng Laoyin entered the yard with an old face, Zheng's father looked at Zheng Yunqing thoughtfully, "He has always had that habit"

"I don't know what habit."

Zheng Yunqing raised his hands behind his head, walked to the opposite alley with unsteady steps, and then went in.

Father Zheng looked at his back and frowned slightly.

"Hey, why are you free to come over today?" Wu Youmin was very surprised when he opened the courtyard door and found that it was Zheng Yunqing.

Zheng Yunqing chuckled, "Come borrow a cigarette."

"You don't have to smoke, come in and have some tea, and listen to opera with our husband."

With that said, the two entered the living room one after another.

Shi Lan has recently had a crush, and has been listening to that opera. Because of listening to it for a long time, even Wu Youmin can hum a few words.

The three of them just sat like this, except for Shi Lan who was the most at ease, someone like Zheng Yunqing who had something to worry about seemed to be out of his mind.

After the play ended, Shi Lan turned to look at him.

"what to ask"

Zheng Yunqing was still a little slowed down, and after hearing Shi Lan's words, he sat very upright, and then quickly organized his words, "After the incident last time, I always feel that there is still something around me, especially the little girl. Always look to my right hand"

After finishing speaking, he was a little embarrassed, after all, he was very determined when he left last time, and he felt that it was impossible for him to disturb Shi Lan because of these things.

Shi Lan glanced at his right hand side, there was a kind-hearted old lady standing there, he had seen Zheng Yunqing the first time.

This old lady was not the one who died of a heart attack, but Mr. Zheng's original wife. She had been taking care of Zheng Yunqing since he was a child. She didn't die of illness until he was eight years old.

Maybe it's been too long since she died, this old lady is not afraid of the sun, her ghost power is very strong, but her aura is very gentle, that's why Shi Lan didn't attack her.

"What do you think will stay with you"

Zheng Yunqing raised his hand and scratched his head, "I don't know, but since people have souls after death, they must care about me, and I also care about people around me. I don't know if the other party can hear me, but After seeing that little girl, I think it's better to reincarnate earlier."

reincarnation

The old lady sighed softly, her eyes still looked at each other lovingly.

After having lunch at Shilan's place, Zheng Yunqing returned to his home.

This time he almost quarreled with Mr. Zheng again.

I saw a mess in the yard, either clothes or shoes, including his and Mr. Zheng's.

"What’s wrong with you"

Zheng Yunqing's eyebrows could kill a few flies, he followed the traces to Elder Zheng's room, but saw the other party sitting in the middle of the clothes like an old monk in meditation, with his back to him.

Hearing his voice, he didn't look back, but stretched out his hand and waved, motioning him to go out.

Zheng Yunqing turned his head and left, but the old lady who had been by his side stood in front of her eyes, looking at Mr. Zheng expressionlessly.

Mr. Zheng seemed to feel something, he turned his head slowly but was blown by the wind full of sand and made him scream in pain, Zheng Yunqing went back and forth, took him to the health center, tossed for a long time before returning home.

"Yunqing, I'll sleep next to you tonight." Elder Zheng's cautious appearance makes people feel sad, but Zheng Yunqing really knows the nature of the other party too well. Hearing this, not only is he not sad, but he said with a smile, " Why, afraid of ghosts knocking on the door?"

Elder Zheng's face darkened.

"If you don't do anything wrong, you won't be afraid of ghosts knocking at the door. This is an old saying, and you know it best."

"Get out of here"

This time, Zheng Yunqing did not confront the other party directly, but went back to his room happily. He took out a wooden box from the closet. After opening the box, there were some photos, some old ones and some newer ones.

But there were only two people. Looking at the photos of these two people, Zheng Yunqing had a gentle face, "Grandma, I don't know if you can see him like this. This is retribution, right?"

The old lady standing on his right hand smiled, as if agreeing with what he said.

late at night.

Elder Zheng stood numbly at the door of the stove, looking at the door where fires would come out from time to time even if there was no gas stove.

He went up to take out the beacon coal, but just as he turned around and reached the door, the flames lit up again.

This time, Mr. Zheng didn't turn his head, and he didn't dare to turn his head, because he felt something standing behind him, and the cold feeling shot up from the soles of his feet to his forehead.

burn let the fire burn

The hoarse and strange voice seemed to be engraved into his brain, his body turned uncontrollably and walked towards the stove door, his hand seemed to be pulled into the burning stove door

"Ahhh"

The shrill screams seemed very abrupt in the middle of the night. Not only Zheng Yun woke up, but the neighbors next to their house woke up.

Wu Youmin put on his clothes and ran outside. The husband said something would happen to Zheng's family tonight.

Sure enough, something happened

"Oh, you didn't see that hand, it's almost burnt to carbon."

"Even if you don't see it, you can smell it from this smell"

When Wu Youmin arrived, Mr. Zheng had already been sent to the hospital, and several people surrounded the kitchen. Listening to what they said, Wu Youmin's face wrinkled into a ball, how painful it was

"I think Old Zheng must be bewitched," an old man who was on good terms with Old Zheng said affirmatively.

"We don't need you to tell us." Another old man dismantled his desk.

"That's right, who would put their hands in the fire and burn them like that," said a middle-aged man. He rubbed the goose bumps on his body, and then he was called home by his wife's phone.

The first thing Mr. Zheng did when he came out of the hospital was to look for Shi Lan.

His hand was hopeless, and the doctor told him to amputate it, but Mr. Zheng felt that he didn't have many years to live, and he wouldn't bring the whole body with him when he couldn't die, so he refused to amputate it, no one persuaded him.

Wrapped in thick gauze, Mr. Zheng tremblingly talked about what happened that night. Father Zheng, who was sitting next to him, had a headache when he heard the words, "Dad, there are no ghosts in this world. You, you are a neurotic." It's too fragile, so I have hallucinations, and then I don't know it."

"You made your hands like this before you knew it, didn't you?"

Putting his hand in front of his son's eyes, Mr. Zheng's bloodshot eyes were full of resentment, "You all don't believe me, you all think I'm a fool, don't you?"

Father Zheng didn't want to make Mr. Zheng too emotional, so he could only back down, "You guys have a good chat, I'll go out and smoke a cigarette."

After saying that, he got up and nodded to Shi Lan, and went to the yard.

After listening to them talking for a long time, I looked at Mr. Zheng at this time, "What is the purpose of you coming to me?"

Old Zheng burst into tears, "Atonement, I just want to atone, it was my fault, it was my fault, I beg her to let me go."

Mr. Zheng has always had an inexplicable awe of Shi Lan, and it is precisely because of this that after knowing the other party's occupation, he has always stayed away from him. Now it is not a critical moment, and he will not have the courage to come to Shi Lan.

"Atonement"

Shi Lan chuckled.

"If you really want to make amends, you shouldn't come to me, but go to the police station."

Shi Lan's words made Zheng Lao's face ashamed, "You know"

"If you want people to not know, unless you do nothing, such a simple truth, you have lived for decades, and you will not feel it at all."

Mr. Zheng got up tremblingly, and wanted to go out with a flustered expression, but Shi Lan stopped him with a word, "Do you want her to follow you all the time?"

"she followed me where is she"

Old Zheng's frightened look was the other's favorite look, and with a wave of Shi Lan's hand, Old Zheng heard a burst of laughter.

Even if the voice is hoarse, he can still tell that it is that person, that person

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry"

"sorry"

Like a scorched shadow approaching Mr. Zheng step by step, the closer he got, the stronger the smell of burnt. Mr. Zheng shrank to a corner and kept begging for mercy, "I really didn't mean to let you go!" Let me go, Mr. Xiangmei Shi, Mr. Shi, please help me."

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