Strive for Science

Shen Changan drove the car very restrained this time, at least he didn't drive it at the speed of an airplane.

Probably because the rumors of haunting were overwhelmed, apart from insects and frogs, there were almost no other sounds along the way, and there were no passing vehicles.

When a few hundred meters away from the destination, Shen Changan heard the sound of gongs and drums in front of him, and a high-pitched female voice was singing something, which was out of tune and very unpleasant.

"What are you doing up front?" Ding Yang, who was still a little nervous and scared in his heart, became less scared after hearing these movements. He looked at the looming fire ahead in a daze, confused.

After the car drove forward for about 200 meters, someone blocked their way.

"There are some things ahead, please stay out of the way, two fellow villagers." The man who spoke was wearing light-colored clothes with black gauze on his sleeves, and he was about 50 years old.There have been rumors that their place is haunted recently. No car dared to pass by at night. I didn't expect that someone would come here as soon as tonight's ceremony started.

Xian Niangzi had specially instructed before that no outsiders should disturb her when she was performing the ritual. He had to find a way to stop these two people.

"This..." Ding Yang was a little embarrassed.

"Anyone has the right to drive on this road. If you don't let us pass, I suspect that you are engaging in illegal activities." Seeing the dodging look on the man's face, Shen Changan took out his phone with a sullen face, "In this case, I just Call the police."

"Don't." Seeing Shen Changan's serious expression, the man was afraid that he would really call the police, so he explained the reason in a low voice.

It turned out that they were all nearby villagers. This year's corn harvest was bumper and they could be sold at a very good price. Who would have thought that something haunted would happen.Merchants dare not come to collect corn, and there are even rumors that the corn here is bad luck. If it is used as feed, pigs will become sick easily.

After this rumor came out, the corn in several nearby villages could not be sold.In desperation, everyone had to get together and take out the money, and invited the fairy lady to "exorcise evil spirits".

After hearing what happened, Ding Yang was really speechless to this series of operations by the villagers.A few months ago, when he first came to work in this department, he encountered a child who was seriously ill. His grandmother refused to send the child to the hospital, insisting that the child was possessed by evil spirits.In desperation, the child's mother had no choice but to ask them for help. Fortunately, the child was able to recover after seeking medical treatment in time.

In this way, the child's grandmother also said that it was due to her worshiping God at home. Later, the child's mother divorced the man in a fit of anger, and took the child to live in other places. She doesn't know what is going on now.

Many human beings have a natural awe of ghosts and gods, but even so, they shouldn't be so ignorant.

Shen Changan frowned. He opened the car door and got out of the car. The man wanted to stop him, but he was afraid that he would call the police and make things worse, so he forced a smile and said, "Little brother, you should do our village a face and avoid it tonight." Avoid, avoid." At this point, he gritted his teeth and took out a few red hundred-yuan bills, "Take this money as our tea money for you two."

"Brother, I can't take this money. I've grown up so much, and I've never seen anyone do this kind of exorcism." Shen Changan returned the money to the man, smiling innocently and innocently, "Let me go and see Look, I promise not to make a sound, not affect that..."

His voice paused, and he looked at the woman who was chanting and writhing around before the divine case, "It won't affect what the fairy lady does."

"This..." The man was a little hesitant. In this kind of Buddhist affairs, young people who are ignorant talk nonsense. He was afraid that these two foreigners would be disturbed and spoil their important affairs.

Just at this time, the fairy lady who looked a bit fierce suddenly ah ah ah the big knife, holding the big silver knife on the table, poured up a small half cup of the enshrined "sacred water", and waved it in the air.

Xian Niangzi wielded the knife vigorously, and less than half a minute later, someone discovered in horror that the blade of the big knife in Xian Niangzi's hand was already dripping with blood, which looked particularly terrifying under the night light.

"Where are the evil spirits escaping!" Xian Niangzi cast a spell again, sweating profusely and said to the villagers standing around: "The evil spirits have been eliminated, you can rest assured."

In the corner, a woman holding a child was crying bitterly. The people standing around her looked a little embarrassed, and wanted to comfort her, but they couldn't speak.

"Don't cry, your guy has turned into a ghost. If I don't get rid of him, he will harm more people." Fairy Lady walked up to the woman and said in a reprimanding tone, "He has already lost his mind, Not only will it harm others, it may also harm your family, you don’t think about others, you have to think about this child.”

The child held by the woman was only six or seven years old, and he still couldn't understand what the adults said, but knowing that he had lost his father, he couldn't help but cried out of his birth, calling for his father.

Seeing the child like this, Fairy Lady was a little unhappy, she said with a downcast face, "I don't know what is good and what is bad!"

Soon, several people went over to apologize and persuade her, and offered her several red envelopes, and her complexion gradually improved.

Several women from the same village couldn't bear to see the child crying sadly, so they pulled the mother and child aside and comforted each other with words.

Seeing this scene, Shen Changan felt a little uncomfortable. He remembered that when he was a child, after his father died for the mission, he asked his father's colleagues at the farewell ceremony why his father couldn't get up from lying down.

That was the first time he knew what real death was.

He fumbled around on his body, remembering that he had just changed his clothes before going out, and he didn't bring any food with him.Looking around, he pulled out two pieces of grass and quickly weaved it into a small grasshopper. He walked up to the crying child and said, "Hey, little man, your father asked me to bring this to you. Take it quickly." .”

The child looked at him sniffling, and slowly took the grasshopper: "You lied, this grasshopper is still green."

"I didn't lie to you." Shen Changan squatted in front of the child with a serious face, "I dreamed about him last night, and he asked me to bring you a grasshopper."

Ding Yang looked at Shen Changan like this, and knew that he was lying again with an innocent face.

The child burst into tears instantly: "So my father is not an evil spirit, they are all lying to me, right?"

"Yes, there are no evil spirits here." Shen Changan looked at the so-called Fairy Lady, "She is just a liar."

"Little brother, don't talk nonsense when you are young." An old lady hurriedly said, "Don't let her hear it. What if she is unhappy and curses you with magic?"

"A person who knows the magic of immortality, how can he be so narrow-minded." Shen Changan sneered, he couldn't see this kind of trick for money, "What kind of ghost killing is just a trick of mixing turmeric water and alkaline water. "

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Fairy Lady heard Shen Chang'an's words, and said harshly, "Where did the yellow-haired boy come from, talking nonsense here?"

Shen Chang'an ignored him, turned around and asked Ding Yang, "Brother Yang, have you captured everything that happened?"

Ding Yang nodded quickly.

"Using this crooked way to make money, is your conscience okay?" Shen Chang'an took a few steps towards the fairy lady.

"Don't come over, if you come again, I will be rude to you." Seeing Shen Changan approaching, Lady Xian backed up again and again, accidentally knocking over the divine case.

"Don't you know how to invite gods to catch ghosts?" Shen Changan looked at the scattered tributes, "Then invite a god or ghost to come out now, and convince me."

"Only those who are sincere are blessed to see the gods. People like you who don't know etiquette and have no awe of the gods will never have the chance to see the true face of the gods." The fairy lady is still stubborn, but her expression is getting worse The more flustered she became, she turned to look at the villagers, "You allow this kind of outsider to be rude to me, aren't you afraid that I will invite God to punish you?"

The villagers looked at the imposing young man, and then at the tribute incense that was poured on the floor. You look at me, I look at you, no one dares to make such a move.

"Okay, you are so rude to me, then I will curse your village..."

"What are you cursing?" Shen Chang'an interrupted him, "If you have time to curse others, it's better to ask the gods to let you spend a few years in jail." If the police uncle can solve the matter, of course let the police uncle come.

"You...you called the police?" Fairy Lady's expression changed upon hearing this, her hand holding the "Ghost Slaying Knife" kept shaking, she turned around and hurriedly picked up the bag containing the talisman paper and various magic weapons on the ground, and wanted to leave the scene .

Seeing this scene, the villagers immediately understood that this is no fairy lady who can psychic invite gods, she is clearly an old liar.

Everyone rushed forward, stopped the old liar, and refused to let her go.

"You can't let her run away."

"Hand her over to the police and put her in jail!"

For the villagers, the failure to sell the corn, which carries a year's hope, has already made them forget about eating and drinking. Now that they encounter such a scammer, all their negative emotions will be detonated immediately.

If it weren't for the concern that this fairy lady is a woman, the local villagers would probably beat them up.

The police arrived very quickly, led by Yao Huailin, the scene was noisy, and the two had no time to bicker.

Shen Changan told the story of the incident, and also sent the video taken by Ding Yang to the police, and turned to look for the mother and child who were crying softly in the corner.

"I'll take you back with my colleagues." After showing his work ID to the woman, Shen Changan reached out and patted the child's head, "Let's go."

"Thank you." The woman thanked her hoarsely, took the child's hand, and sat in the back seat of the car.

"It would be great if Dad was really here." When the car door was closed, the child suddenly said, "In this way he can go home with us."

Looking at the empty car, Shen Changan wanted to say that there are no ghosts in this world.But seeing the child's expectant eyes, he pulled the corner of his mouth and squeezed out a smile: "Yes, maybe he has gone home with us."

The breeze brushed the boy's face, and he couldn't help blinking. Could this breeze be changed by his father?

After sending the mother and son home, it was already one or two o'clock at night when he rushed back to the community. As soon as he reached the fourth floor, he saw Uncle Zhang standing at the door, looking at him critically.

"Because I'm young, I dare to come home in the middle of the night." Uncle Zhang snorted, "It's really not decent." His eyes fell on Shen Changan, his eyes were a little strange, "Don't forget to drink the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum tea I gave you .”

After speaking, he slammed the door again.

Shen Changan: "..."

Haven't you been sleeping all the time, how can you have the confidence to despise him?

He sighed, went home and took a fighting shower, then lay down on the soft bed and fell into a drowsy sleep.In the middle of the night, he vaguely heard someone knocking on the window, sat up and saw a man in a black suit standing outside the window, looking at him with a smile.

Shen Changan: "..."

If he didn't fall asleep, he remembered that the house he lived in was on the fifth floor.Clenching his fists, he felt his hands itching.

"Benefactor, thank you for your help."

Ok?

Does this seem a little different from previous dreams?

The author has something to say: Shen Changan: In a scientific society, if you encounter a liar, you should find the police uncle~