Taoist fast crossing

"It's a long story..."

Archbishop Wang Wenxiu, whose real name is Wang Dafu, recalled the tragedy that happened in his memory, his face turned pale.

"Then you can make a long story short." Xiao Xie was not affected by Wang Dafu at all, and remained expressionless.

"That was six years ago. Changchunyuan contracted a project to build a community on Hanwang Street." The Changchunyuan and Hanwang Street mentioned by Wang Dafu are familiar to everyone in the city.The former is a real estate company, which has gone bankrupt due to the subsidence of the contracted building, and anyone who has heard of it will step on it.The latter is a place name, named after the tomb of the prince of the Han Dynasty was dug out.

"Changchun Garden is priced very high, but the quality of the project is not very good. The contractor often deducts wages and makes people work overtime at night. In order to make money, our brothers mixed with the migrant workers who worked overtime all night."

"There were twelve people on the first night, and only ten people on the second night."

"At that time, migrant workers were not easy to manage. Those who worked night shifts were paid daily. Some people ran away after paying their wages the previous day, and the contractor had no choice."

When Wang Dafu spoke, he shrank a little, but Xiao Xie didn't urge him.

Six years ago, the inexplicable disappearance of Hanwang Street workers is still an unsolved mystery in the bureau.

"There were still nine people on the third night. Wen Yuan and I always felt panicked, so we stayed together to work. The two of us guarded the cement mixer, and suddenly felt something was wrong. The mixer got stuck..."

"We don't know how to fix this thing, so we went to ask someone to fix it."

"Old Dai is an old man in the construction team. He has attended a technical school and knows everything, but he is not good at it. He has two children who go to school and is in a hurry to spend money. He also works overtime with us at night."

"Old Dai turned off the mixer, took a flashlight, and probed in."

"He let out a scream, as if he saw something. My brother and I were very scared and planned to ask Lao Dai, but at that time, the mixer started to move..."

"Old Dai's body was stuck in it, we went to pull out the plug, but the mixer was spinning very fast even though it was not powered on."

"Blood flowed all over the place, and Lao Dai died."

"We were going to call the police, but the higher ups suppressed the matter."

"It is unlucky to say that people die at the construction site, and it will affect the sale of real estate in the future."

"Some people say that Wen Yuan and I did it, but we really didn't do anything. Maybe we shouldn't call Lao Dai to fix the mixer, so forget it, we did kill Lao Dai."

"The boss paid Lao Dai's family a large sum of money, and gave each insider a hush money, so this matter was suppressed."

"The next night, I bought Mingbi and burned it on the construction site. There was no wind at all, and the ashes from the burning of Mingbi were still in the basin. Wen Yuan went to the side to pour water, so I knelt on the ground and begged Lao Dai to vote for me. Good tire, I will send money to take care of his child regularly..."

"A hand was on my shoulder, cold and heavy and bleeding."

"Old Dai was a chef when he was young. When he was chopping vegetables, he lost a part of his little finger. The little finger of that hand also lost a part. I dare not speak."

"That was indeed Old Day's voice. He asked me if I knew what was in the blender?"

"He kept asking, and I was scared, so I just said I didn't know."

"He said there were heads in the blender, and more than one."

"I begged Guanyin Bodhisattva, Tathagata, Buddha, Taishang Laojun, God Jesus, but he still didn't leave. Instead, he put his hands on my back and stuck his whole body on it."

"Wen Yuan has been calling me, but I can't move, Lao Dai is here for revenge."

"I thought I was going to die, but I accidentally took my life. I wore an amulet around my neck, which was given by my godfather in the village. When Lao Dai touched the amulet, he screamed and disappeared."

"The next day Wen Yuan and I left the construction site and went back to our hometown."

"There was a red handprint on the shoulder touched by Lao Dai, and a part of the little finger was missing. I asked my godfather to save me. He said that the amulet could not be blocked a few times, and Lao Dai would come to me for revenge. Old Dai's resentment, I can be safe."

"Are you telling ghost stories?" Xiao Xie rubbed his temples. He hadn't slept for a long time, and his head was throbbing.

"In this matter, I really did not lie." Wang Dafu asked Xiao Xie to take off his shirt.

Although he had never interrogated many people, this was the first time Xiao Xie encountered this kind of request to take off his clothes.

All the people present stared at Wang Dafu, eager for knowledge.

Xiao Xie hesitated for a moment, seeing that Wang Dafu's hands were handcuffed, and finally stepped forward to take off his shirt for Wang Dafu.

Inside Wang Dafu's black robe was a Panlong shirt, Xiao Xie didn't take it off for him, but only unbuttoned it, half of Wang Dafu's back was exposed.

He did have handprints on both shoulders.

The little finger of the handprint on the right is missing a section.

The color of the handprint is very strange, like dried blood.

The color comes out from the inside out, which is not the case with tattoos.

If it is a birthmark, it is too reluctant.

Si Qingyan took a step forward, wanting to touch it, but Xiao Xie pushed him back again.

This thing is a bit evil, looking at Wei Sixian's pale face, it's better not to let him touch this thing.

"Later, our brothers and godfather went to the construction site again."

"It turned out that during the two nights when we returned to the village, there were fewer people on the construction site."

"I was working, and then disappeared inexplicably."

"The godfather's family has been offering immortals for generations, and he usually does some psychic, ghost hunting, and funeral work, and he has some fame."

"The boss didn't let the godfather do it at first, but hired a Fengshui master. The next morning, the Fengshui master came out of the construction site and was about to speak when he suddenly had palpitations and died suddenly."

"The boss couldn't help it, so he apologized to his godfather and asked him to do something to save the ghosts in the construction site."

"Feudal superstition." Xiao Xie shook his head.

In this case, the police should be called immediately.

Wang Dafu didn't say anything, Xiao Xie was still young, so naturally he didn't want to believe those things.

"That night, my godfather took me to burn paper money for Lao Dai, and this time Lao Dai appeared again."

"Other people who were missing from the construction site also came out."

"They took the red cement out of the mixer and picked it up underground."

"Godfather led me to follow them, until we reached the black hole under the foundation."

"The hole was deep, cold, wet, and smelly."

"They're building the road."

"There is a fat man who is supervising the work. Old Dai said that there is not enough manpower, so we should get more people to repair it together."

"He also said that he has two friends at the construction site, Wang Dafu and Wang Dagui, who are quick at work and skilled."

"That's talking about me and Wen Yuan."

"Old Dai also suggested that we should work together and be rich..."

I don't know who burst out laughing.

This old Dai really holds a grudge.

However, why do ghosts build roads?Could it be that the coffin is not comfortable to live in?

"At that time, I wanted to take a shovel and poke Lao Dai's head off."

"But I don't have the guts."

"Godfather said that there is something powerful in it, and he can't lower it... just after he finished talking, the thing came out."

"He was wearing iron armor, which was rusted badly, but the smell of blood was very strong. My godfather and I were so frightened that we knelt down and kowtowed."

"Maybe we were lucky, he didn't kill us. He asked his godfather to say that he successfully suppressed the evil, and let the boss rest assured to build a community on it."

"We got out alive, and the godfather succeeded in suppressing the evil according to what he said."

"The boss was very happy and gave us a big red envelope, saying that this matter must be kept secret. Godfather returned to the village and died within two years. I heard it was cancer."

"The boss built the community and made a lot of money. Later, the community collapsed and many people died. The boss went bankrupt and jumped to his death."

"My brother and I had no other place to go, and we didn't want to do hard work, so we got together with other people in the sect to make this thing and get some money to spend."

"We usually do things for others, collect ghosts, save lives..."

"We don't do that kind of hurtful thing."

Wang Dafu looked at Xiao Xie flatteringly, feeling a little uneasy.

"Who established the sect?" Wang Dafu talked for a long time, and finally returned to the point.Xiao Xie rubbed his sore head, and briefly wrote down some information in his notebook.

"It's the younger brother of that Fengshui master, named Tang Chun." Wang Dafu rubbed his hands.

"What about others?"

"Dead for three years." Wang Dafu told the other party's studio and general appearance, and was taken away.

Next is Wang Wenyuan, his real name is Wang Dagui, and he is also born in the [-]s.

There was not much difference between what the two brothers said, Wang Dagui explained the origin of the little Shengzi.

The little saint had no name, so Tang Chun took him by his side.Later Tang Chun died, and the Wang family brothers used the little Shengzi as a cash cow.

"Little Shengzi seems to be bought by Tang Chun. It costs 10 yuan."

Wang Dagui thought for a long time, but only remembered the price of the little saint.Because he always felt that Little Shengzi was not worth the price and lost money.

Other senior leaders of the sect are mainly responsible for developing offline and brainwashing, similar to the Wechat business team.

As for Wei Sixian, he has a clean record. In addition to providing a lot of money for the sect, he is doing psychological counseling for people.If believers are in a low mood and encounter bad things, they can write anonymous letters to the "mysterious bishop". When the ceremony is held, the "mysterious bishop" will solve the doubts of the believers and point out the way forward.

Wei Sixian is like a fat sheep among wolves.Others are suspects, he is the victim.

After making the transcript, Si Qingyan was released.

Little Shengzi can't write or speak, and the police are still investigating the specific origin.It was almost two o'clock in the morning when Si Qingyan went out, and the little Shengzi had already fallen asleep.He was young and treated well, curled up on the sofa, covered with a small quilt, with a flushed face.

"What will you do with him?" Si Qingyan asked Xiao Xie before leaving.

"Look for his biological parents first, and if they are found, they will be sent back. If they are not found, they will be sent to the orphanage." After Xiao Xie finished speaking, she found the black card that Si Qingyan had given to Wang Wenyuan from the drawer.

"By the way, your card..."

Xiao Xie looked it over and over again, and found a line of small characters.

"Linjiang city bus."

"Tsk..." Xiao Xie looked at Si Qingyan meaningfully.

It turned out to be a bus card...

Wei Sixian may not be as silly and sweet as he appears on the surface.

"Thank you." Si Qingyan took the bus card, sensed the location of the residence, and left the police station.

"Be careful, why don't you stay here all night?"

Xiao Xie always felt that Wei Sixian was in poor health and had no blood at all. If he met a robber when he went out, he would properly deliver the food.

"No, thank you, if he has anything to do, you can call me." Si Qingyan pointed at Little Shengzi.

"If you're worried, you can consider adopting him." Xiao Xie also saw how Si Qingyan and Xiao Shengzi got along well, and Wei Sixian's family was rich, so raising a child was no problem at all.

As for finding parents for the little holy son... the hope is really slim.

If sent to an orphanage, in the case of little Shengzi, it would be difficult to find a family willing to adopt him.

"I'll think about it." If the current body was not a corpse, Si Qingyan would definitely take Little Shengzi back.