"You won't throw it away, are you?" Zhang Yicheng kept gesturing the size of the motherboard box, and blood was oozing from his eyes.

"I haven't thrown your stuff..." Li Erya said, "You have put all your stuff in the vegetable cellar..."

"Damn..." Before Li Erya finished speaking, Zhang Yicheng put on his shoes and went straight to the vegetable cellar. Sure enough, in an old rice jar in the vegetable cellar, Zhang Yicheng found the motherboard box and other packaging boxes. When he opened it, he saw that not only the dragon scale dagger was there, but his favorite game CD was also intact. "This is all high-tech, and he actually put it here..."

After about forty minutes, there was a sound of an engine at the door. As the engine sound went out, Zhang Guoyi pushed the door directly into the courtyard, "I said Yicheng, what are you thinking of again?"

"Old man, after my scientific research for a whole morning, I found that the thing seemed to be the soul of a child..." Zhang Yicheng said, "We have to go to the cemetery to find the root cause..."

"You care about his children, you'll finish it with one size fits..." Zhang Guoyi curled his lips, "At the time when Mengmeng's body, two things, hanged ghosts, and a thousand six hundred years of snake spirits were all cleaned up on the spot..."

"I said, "My uncle, this matter is not as simple as you think!" Zhang Yicheng said, "The treatment of diseases requires the root of the disease. Whether it is a ghost or a strange thing, do you think it can be collected? Maybe it can be solved by burning two incense sticks and putting some tributes. You must let me take it. Don't forget that the thing is not on our body, and the body of Ou Yingying and her mother. What if it is really a big deal and it turns out to be like my grandfather? There are so many people who are visiting the graves. He doesn't look for others, but only looks for the Ou family. There must be a reason. It is very likely that he died with his eyes closed because he didn't do anything in his lifetime. This matter must be related to the Ou family! As long as he finds the reason and helps the thing fulfill his last wish, he will leave by himself!"

"Ai... OK... listen to you..." Zhang Guoyi had no choice, who didn't let him understand...

Jingshui Pavilion Cemetery is a high-end cemetery in the remote suburbs. It not only has a large scale artificial rockery and artificial lake, but also a Buddhist temple dedicated to supporting and ranking. There are full-time monks on duty to recite scriptures. At first glance, the space between the tombstones in the cemetery is quite abundant, and the size of the coffin is enough to be buried directly.

After entering the cemetery, Zhang Yicheng seemed a little dumbfounded. The huge cemetery was beyond the sight. If you were to see it, you could have thousands of tombstones. Although most of the tombstones are inlaid with portraits of the deceased, it would probably take a while to look for them one by one. Fortunately, Zhang Guoyi is more social and at the cost of a cigarette, he found this message from a tomb administrator named Li: Jingshui Pavilion Cemetery is one of the best high-end cemeteries in the city. Generally, people with backgrounds are buried. Since its opening, only one child has been buried. It was two or three months ago. It was still in the highest-priced "A" area. Even the tombstones in the cemetery cost tens of thousands of yuan, which is almost enough to buy a house in the city. The employees of the cemetery have discussed this.

"A, what about the 'Premier'..." According to the administrator's instructions, Zhang Yicheng quickly found the tombstone of the child from the so-called "A" area. He saw a black and white photo with an oval outline on the black and white tombstone. The child in the photo looked like he was only twelve or thirteen years old. There were several big words engraved under the photo: "The tomb of his beloved son Zhu Huanyu, mother: Zhu Yufenli". Further down is the date of burial. The father's name was not written on the tombstone. It seemed to be a single-parent family. "Oh..." Looking at the tombstone, Zhang Guoyi squatted down and sighed, "It seems that he is still a divorced person. If the child dies, how do you think he will live this life?"

"It should be this..." Zhang Yicheng stared at the photo on the tombstone carefully, and saw that the child's expression was dull and his eyes were full of spirits. If this expression was either mentally retarded, it would be a deep resentment. "This child was unwilling to die! There must be something that had not been resolved!"

"What can you do if you can't let go of such a child?" Zhang Guoyi frowned, "Oh, it's broken. Before coming, I forgot to buy some fruits from outside and bring them in. I just went to their reception desk to take a look. My mother's broken apples and a broken plastic plate were sold for more than 30 yuan. Maybe she had to recycle the grave sweepers when they left. It's so damn black..."

"Sales for fruit?" Zhang Yicheng frowned, "What are you buying for fruits for fruits?"

"Isn't this what you said? Can you do it by burning a few incense plants and putting some tributes..." Zhang Guoyi looked surprised.

"I'm not sure if it's this kid. Even if it's not, I didn't say that I could handle it by presenting the offering fruit..." Zhang Yicheng was very calm, "I have to try this kid's soul first to see if it's him..." Zhang Yicheng began to take things out of his bag, and in a short while, he put the open space in front of the tombstone into a mess.

After a busy day, Zhang Yicheng frowned and began to look at the tombstones one by one.

"What are you looking at? Not this kid?" Zhang Guoyi was stunned.

"No, that kid's soul... can't be attracted..." Zhang Yicheng said, "I have to find someone else to try to conquer the soul to see if there is something wrong with my operation..."

"What does it mean if you can't recruit it...?" Zhang Guoyi also began to look at the tombstone aimlessly.

"It means it's him!" Zhang Yicheng turned his head and returned to Zhu Huanyu's tombstone. He pulled his posture and started to move again. After a while, the grass leaves around the tombstone began to swing inexplicably. Zhang Guoyi, who was standing next to him, suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing on his face, and he couldn't help but chill all over his body, "Here's here!" Zhang Yicheng hurriedly stopped his movements and turned the incense at the fastest speed. "My operating procedures are right, but Zhu Huanyu's soul cannot be attracted! It seems that the thing on Ou Yingying is this Zhu Huanyu!"

"Yes? Then... what should you do if you are attracting this now..." Zhang Guoyi kept swallowing. To be honest, although this kind of thing was no longer surprising, the cold wind just now still made him feel terrified, especially in places like cemeteries, which makes people feel numb when they think about it.

"You go and buy some thirty dollars for fruits later..." Zhang Yicheng smiled and pointed to a tombstone not far away. "Please ask someone to go there from a long distance. It's unreasonable not to give some hard work..."

"This Zhu Huanyu must have an unusual relationship with the Ou Mengmeng or his old Ou family. Now his soul may be in his family, and he has a strong attachment to his family, so he can't even get it back!" In the car, Zhang Yicheng began to talk about his thoughts, "Old man, do you think this child is the illegitimate child of Uncle Ou?" Zhang Yicheng continued to guess, "Look at the tombstone that doesn't even have the name of the child's father... Ask him if he has a mistress outside, if there is one, don't be embarrassed to say it. At worst, let's keep it secret for him..."

"Yeah, you little bastard understands a lot?" Zhang Guoyi almost got upset, "What a mistress who is not a mistress, it's impossible!"

"Don't be so sure, old man, call Uncle Ou immediately, ask him and their family if he knows this Zhu Huanyu, ask Uncle Ou and that Zhu Huanyu's mother... what's the name... By the way, Zhu Yufen, ask Uncle Ou if there is any inappropriate relationship with this person. If not, check Zhu Huanyu's old background immediately!" Zhang Yicheng was serious.

"Check your old age..." Zhang Guoyi frowned, "Where can I go to check? I'm not from the Public Security Bureau."

"Aren't you from the Education Bureau?" Zhang Yicheng said, "If you find someone to check the list of junior high school students, can you find it..."

"Oh...yes!" Zhang Guoyi then reacted and hurriedly took out his cell phone and dialed it. He quickly confirmed that Ou Jinyang and his wife and daughter didn't know anyone named Zhu Huanyu at all, let alone Zhu Yufen, the child's mother. "I have to go back to find someone to check Zhu Huanyu's true feelings. In this way, you go to class first tomorrow and wait for my paging. Don't let your teacher call your dad!" It seems that Zhang Guoyi is still scared about the head teacher calling Zhang Guozhong's mobile phone to complain...

The next day, Zhang Yicheng did not tell Luo Zhen about exorcising ghosts to Ou Yingying, but rented a novel to pass the time as usual. As a result, he didn't even finish half of the book, and then received a paging from Zhang Guoyi, and simply skipped class and left the classroom. On the phone, Zhang Yicheng learned that Zhu Huanyu was a sports student from "Hanjiangdao Middle School" when he was alive. He went to school for leave due to illness in the second year of junior high school, and then seemed to die. He called Zhu Huanyu's school to confirm that it seemed to be leukemia. "Old man, come to pick me up now, you have to go to his school to ask! You have to go to his house!"

"Okay... wait..." At this moment, Zhang Guoyi regretted it, thinking that he had been in trouble for eight lifetimes. Isn't it just that he was full of food?

Hanjiangdao Middle School is not very large in scale, nor is it a key school. There are only junior high schools but no high schools. Zhang Guoyi and Zhang Yicheng found Zhu Huanyu's former headmaster Mr. Yang as cadres of the Education Bureau and Zhu Huanyu's cousin.

According to Teacher Yang, Zhu Huanyu's learning is basically the worst in the whole grade, and his personality is also very strange. Basically, all the teachers who have taught him suspect that the child has an IQ problem. The knowledge in junior high school is not difficult. 70 points is considered a poor student, but Zhu Huanyu has not scored 30 points in one subject. The worst algebra class score has never exceeded 10 points. The school has also worked for the parents of children every three days. I hope that parents will take their children to give a mentally retarded certificate so that it will not affect the admission rate of the entire grade, but the children's

My mother refused to agree because the nine-year compulsory education policy is that the child cannot reconcile the grade, so she can only make do with it. But then again, although Zhu Huanyu is not useless when he is not good at studying. Although he is only a second-year junior high school student, the child's physical fitness is comparable to that of a high school student. His track and field scores have exceeded the level of a second-level athlete. He is the main player of the school's track and field team and has won a good ranking in the district sports meet. He was originally very hopeful to apply for a sports school, but it is indeed a pity to get this disease.

"Does Huanyu have any particularly good friends in school?" Hearing this, Zhang Yicheng suddenly remembered the inexplicable words that Ou Yingying said when she was rushing to the body - "Why haven't you come yet?" It seemed that she had an agreement with someone. She also came from this age. When the child reached the junior high school age, the so-called "early love" mentality has already sprouted. If others don't say it, at least she is like this, and the teacher may not be able to ask any results for such a thing.

"No..." Teacher Yang shook his head, "At least as far as I know, this child has always been alone, and is not very good with anyone, and he doesn't like to talk. He goes home after school, and walks on the playground by himself after class. He has never seen him have a good time with anyone..."

"Then can you show me what he wrote before?" Zhang Yicheng still didn't give up, "For example, composition or something?"

"Composition? What do you think of that?" Teacher Yang frowned, "His composition basically has nothing to do..."

"It's okay, just look..." Zhang Yicheng said, "I have a good relationship with Huanyu, I want to see his relics..."

"Oh... OK..." Teacher Yang nodded sympathetically, got up and walked to the cabinet and started to whirlwind. After a while, several Chinese test papers were turned out, and the three words "Zhu Huanyu" were written crookedly on the paper, "I really didn't keep the composition of someone else, but I still keep the Zhu Huanyu's test..."

After turning the test paper, Zhang Yicheng was also happy. I don’t know if Zhu Huanyu was naive from the bottom of his heart or was deliberately spoofed. The composition page of the back of the paper was only written less than a quarter. No wonder the head teacher specially left his test paper. The composition was written so well:

Composition title: My Mom

My mom said, I don’t have a dad, I picked it up. Later, I heard from my classmate that my mom lied to me, and people must have dads, because parents must get married before they have children. I asked my mom, why did you lie to me? Others have dads, and I must have dads, so you tell me where he is, and I went to find him. She said my dad was dead, and I said there was no, and he must have dumped you. Then my mom started to hit me with a stick, and I also wanted to find a stick, but she took the stick, which was the longest stick in my family. When I saw that I could not beat her, I ran away. As a result, I didn’t bring the money. I went back to ask for money, so she gave me five hundred yuan. My mother is such a good mom!

"What a mother gave birth to a son..." Zhang Yicheng was embarrassed to laugh at this essay that was not adjusted to the extreme. If the things written in this essay were true, then Zhu Huanyu's mother Zhu Yufen would definitely be 250% more than his son. However, this person would give money to a child who had just entered the second grade of junior high school, which is too generous, right?
Chapter completed!