ghost craftsman

Chapter 370 Four Gates (39)

Wait, that's not right!

Based on the mentality of the old village chief at the time, he probably didn't record it that day. After all, the old village chief couldn't have been in the mood to write a diary when such a big event happened in Niutan Village.

In other words, the diary was most likely written after the fact.

Then the problem is coming.

Since it was written after the fact, the old man should have full time to record the events of the year.

To make a simple analogy, in his old man's diary, when writing a certain family matter, the old man would record it in detail, and there was never a sign of using a few words to describe something.

When I thought of this, an idea immediately came to my mind, that the diary was torn up.

At that moment, I picked up the notebook and looked at it carefully for a while. To my disappointment, there was no trace of tearing on it.

However, there is one thing that makes me puzzled, that is, there are two very light black marks between the page about Peng Yumen and the page about utter misery.

I raised my hand and wiped it a little, and there were traces of burnt.

Could it be that some paper was burned in the middle?

As soon as I thought about it, I became more and more sure that someone must have been burned.

I think so, because tearing up a diary usually leaves traces, but if you clamp the paper on both sides with something, and then burn the paper in the middle with a special method, there will be very few traces left. In other words, it is very likely that the paper in the middle was burned.

And what was burned is likely to record what happened 20 years ago.

Who burned it?
My first thought was Guo Zhen, after all, he had the best chance to get in touch with this little book.

I took a deep breath, suppressed the doubts in my heart, and roughly flipped through the little book again. It was about four o'clock in the afternoon, and I slowly got up. There was an indescribable feeling in my heart, that my whole body Thoughts are like entering a maze.

When Captain Peng left, he asked me to solve this matter, but now, I have no idea, and I don't even know the source of the whole matter. It might be easier to simply let me solve the fox incident.

However, now the whole matter actually involves the four gates. So far, I only know about the fox.

What's more, I don't know what the sense of direction of the whole thing is, to help him find the murderer who killed his father?Or find out some kind of animal among the four gates?Or to solve this supernatural event fundamentally?
All these doubts are like a cloud of dark clouds hanging over my head, lingering.

"Huh!" I took a deep breath, put away the small notebook, slowly got up, looked up at the sky outside, and was about to walk outside.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

"Boom boom, boom boom!"

"Who!" I frowned and subconsciously shouted.

"Little brother, it's me!" An urgent voice came from outside the door.

When I heard it was the voice of the whole village head, I thought, what happened again?
To be honest, ever since I entered Niu Brim Village, I was afraid to hear this kind of voice, mainly because every time I heard some impatient voice, it meant that something happened.

At that moment, I frowned, and slowly opened the door, only to find that the village head was standing at the door, and Su Xiaoman was standing next to him.

When she saw me, Su Xiaoman was the first to speak. She glanced at me timidly, and called out in a low voice, "Senior brother!"

I nodded slightly, as if I had greeted her, and then looked at all the village chiefs.

The village chief grabbed my arm and said falteringly, "Little brother... the son of our old village chief told you to come over and say yes..."

Before he could finish speaking, he ran towards the old village head's house, and Su Xiaoman followed behind me. The whole village head didn't know what was going on and didn't follow.

Soon, I came to the old village chief's house.

Before I got to the door, I found that the door of the old village chief had begun to hang white. A large memorial letter was hung directly above the door, and a simple mourning hall was tied with cypress branches on both sides.

As soon as I saw the mourning hall, I subconsciously looked towards Su Xiaoman, and asked in confusion, "Do you do all the funerals at your own home?"

I ask this because when people die in our area, they usually move the corpses to the main room and set up a mourning hall in the main room. After the old village chief died, he actually started building a mourning hall in his own house.

Su Xiaoman glanced at me, and explained in a low voice: "No... no, I heard that the old village chief once greeted descendants, saying yes, after he died, he would build a mourning hall in his own home, and said... the main house of our village Not clean."

Ok?
The main room is not clean?

Not so much!

Generally speaking, the cleanest place in a village is the main room. After all, the main room is full of spiritual energy, where the ancestors are enshrined, and ordinary dirty things can't get in.

Seeing that I didn't speak, Su Xiaoman guessed something, and quickly explained: "Brother, the main house in our village is the same as the main house on your side. Our side is dedicated to the spirit cards of the four gates."

Hearing this, I immediately understood. It seems that the old village head is not very interested in the Four Great Gates. It can even be said that he has a little bit of rejection of the Four Great Gates in his heart. Otherwise, he would never have left such a last word before his death.

This made me feel a little relieved, and without thinking too much, I walked towards the room.

Just after entering the door, a big black coffin was placed in the middle of the house. In front of the coffin was an Eight Immortals Table. On the Eight Immortals Table was a black and white photo of the old village chief. It was an iron basin with some yellow paper dust inside.

I glanced roughly, and was about to look away.

Suddenly, my eyes stayed on the black-and-white photo of the old village chief. For some reason, I always felt that the photo of the old village chief was smiling at me.

However, upon closer inspection, the photo of his old man did not smile.

what happened?

I wiped my eyes vigorously, and looked again. Just like before, the old village chief stared straight ahead with a benevolent face.

At this moment, Su Xiaoman pulled me and said in a low voice, "Brother, what's wrong with you?"

I gave up, said nothing, and prepared to walk inside.

However, at this moment, the previous feeling emerged again, and I always felt that the old village chief was smiling at me.

Damn it, is it my eyesight, or what?

I muttered a word, didn't think much about it, quickly fished out some yellow paper, burned it in the iron basin, and said a few good words, roughly meaning to let the old village chief not be surprised, I just came to have a look, absolutely not There will be troubles.

After burning the yellow paper, I walked inside again.

What's weird is that I hadn't walked more than three steps before I subconsciously looked at the old village chief's black and white photos, and found that the old village chief smiled at me just like before, and his smile was extraordinarily weird.

Matt, what does this mean?
Am I not allowed to go in?

At that moment, I quickly looked over at Su Xiaoman and asked her if she saw the old village chief smiling. Su Xiaoman reacted slowly. She didn't understand until I explained a few words, and quickly shook her head and said, "No, old village chief." The long photo has never been moved!"

What she said really made the situation worse, and made me froze in place, not daring to take a step forward, but at this moment, Guo Zhen came over, grabbed my arm, and pulled me forward.

I just took a step, and my head was heavy, as if I was hit by something, and then my whole body suddenly fell to the ground.

(End of this chapter)