ghost craftsman

Chapter 42

After looking at the house for a while, the Xiaozhuo policeman saw me sighing and smiling at times, and asked me, "Did you see anything?"

To be honest, based on my observation just now, this new house is indeed guilty of Miersha. As far as the structure of the whole house is concerned, it is exactly the same as Miersha. There are big houses on all sides and a hut in the courtyard, but the owner did not live in it. For the new house, it shouldn't have much impact.

What really bothers me is that the position of the roof of this house is somewhat uneven, and the two ends are uneven. In this case, it may be difficult to install the beams on the roof safely.

However, these things have little to do with Wang Yangming's death. After all, these are some problems with the house.

I told police officer Xiaozhuo what I saw, and when he heard it, he asked in confusion, "Then why were you laughing before?"

I gave a wry smile and said, "I'm laughing because the Fengshui of this house is good. According to my senior brother's paper, the mountains and rivers are generally beautiful, with high backs at the back and beautiful water in the front. There are no obvious evil shapes, and the lighting and ventilation are good. It’s a good geomantic place, look at this house again, sit facing Dangwang, the house hides wind and gathers energy, it’s really a rare and good place.”

As soon as the words were finished, the Xiaozhuo policeman frowned and said, "You said just now that this house has evil spirits, so why do you say that the feng shui is good? Aren't the two contradictory?"

I smiled and said, "No matter how good a geomantic land is, there are flaws. As for whether the flaws are good or not, it all depends on what the builder thinks."

After saying this, I don't want to talk anymore, mainly because I don't know much about Feng Shui. As far as I'm talking about, I'm still learning and selling.

At that moment, I stared at the house for a while, but I still didn't see anything, when I heard a burst of hurried footsteps, I turned my head and saw that it was Zi Dayuan and his wife leading Wang Runxue to walk past.

Wang Runxue was dressed similarly to yesterday. When he saw me, he asked in a deep voice, "I heard that you have a way to prove that my son's death has nothing to do with Zi Yangtao?"

I hummed, and said, "The reason for proving how Wang Yangming died is very simple. You only need to do three things."

"Oh!" He was taken aback, "Which three o'clock?"

"First, I want to check the corpse. Second, I want to know what happened to your new house when the beams were erected. Third, I want to know what Wang Yangming did the day before his death." I said slowly. explain.

I say this because I have my own plans in mind.

After listening to my words, Wang Runxue thought about it for a while, and didn't speak directly, but stared at me for a long time, estimated to be five or six minutes, which made all of us anxious, but didn't People dared to speak, until Wang Runxue said slowly: "Okay, I will satisfy you with these three points. If I can't convince me, I can only tell you, boy, you have caused trouble."

I was a little confused, how could he agree?

That's not right, Wang Yangming has already been buried. I propose to examine the corpse at this time, but I am sure that Wang Runxue will not agree, and I can follow this step and say that there is nothing I can do if he doesn't cooperate. Some Feng Shui knowledge to fool him.

Could it be that Wang Runxue is really willing to dig out his son's body?
Still not right, if he dug up Wang Yangming's body, it would not conform to our rural rules. After all, Wang Runxue had just suffered the pain of bereavement, and asking him to dig a grave would be worse than killing him. To explain one thing, he does not love Wang Yangming as much as he imagined.

In this way, I have an excuse again. Let me ask, which father is willing to dig up his son's grave, and who would believe it if he said that there is nothing tricky in it?

At the moment, I was about to speak, when Wang Runxue reached out and touched his pocket. Soon, he took out a mobile phone. I heard from my classmates that the mobile phone seemed to be a Siemens model. It is said that the mobile phone was from the first half of 03. Not long after it came out, it has a newest function, taking pictures.

This made me frown all of a sudden. With this kind of mobile phone, there is no doubt that he took the photo of Wang Yangming's corpse in all likelihood.

Then Wang Runxue should have seen my reaction, and said with a smile: "Don't try to play tricks in front of me. Since Wang dares to promise you, he will naturally have a backup."

While talking, he fiddled with the phone and handed it to me.

To be honest, this is the first time for me to hold a mobile phone, and I am inevitably a little nervous. There is nothing I can do about it. This is the first time I have come into contact with this kind of high-tech, especially this kind of mobile phone with a camera function, which was even rare at the time. Very few, only some rich people are willing to buy, like my hometown, not to mention this kind of mobile phone with camera function, there is not even a mobile phone.

However, what really makes me nervous is a photo on the phone. This photo is of the back. There are dozens of black palm prints, large and small, in a mess, without any rules at all, giving people an indescribable feeling. It's strange, as if it was photographed alive by someone, and it seems to be highlighted after death.

For a while, I couldn't be sure how these black palm prints were made, but I have one thing, I dare to conclude that Wang Yangming's death has absolutely nothing to do with Zi Yangtao.

Having made up my mind, I looked over at Wang Runxue, and before I could speak, I heard him say, "I just need the facts."

Listening to this, don't talk about me, even police officer Xiao Zhuo and Zi Dayuan and his wife know that Wang Runxue is pretending to be confused, and there is nothing he can do about it.After all, his son was indeed dead, and Zi Yangtao had indeed beaten him, anyone who put him on him would insist that Ziyangtao would not let him go.

And the reason why he asked us to investigate clearly was because he wanted to know how his son died.

It wasn't until this moment that I fully understood that no matter what, Wang Runxue always stood at the highest point and looked down on us.

Figured this out, I stared at the photo for a while, but I couldn't see anything except dozens of black palm prints, so I returned the phone angrily, and asked Wang Runxue, how many days before his new house? The first time I went to the beam, what happened.

He didn't hide anything, and told me directly that he had erected the beams three times in his new house. When the beams were erected for the first time, a master carpenter fell from the roof. Cement, the master carpenter fell into the pile of cement, and did not suffer any serious injuries, only breaking an arm.

The second time when the beam was put on, the situation was worse than that of the last carpenter. He also fell from the roof, his limbs were broken, and even his forehead was bleeding a lot. Wang Runxue also paid 1 yuan for medical expenses.

What puzzled me was that when it came to the meeting, Wang Runxue became hesitant, as if he had something hard to say. He didn't tell me slowly until I asked him several times.

(End of this chapter)