"Who does he want to meet?"

I suspect I heard it wrong.

"He said he wanted to see Tong Jiawen."

Gao He was also puzzled in his tone.

That's because he heard me mention Tong Jiawen and knew that Tong Jiawen did not belong to this era, and it might even be a fictional character I was "schizophrenia".

I hesitated for a moment and said, "I'll go there now."

I just finished washing up when I heard a cursing voice coming from the front.

When he walked into the house, he saw that he came back with breakfast.

"Master, who are you angry with?" Pidan took it early and asked carefully.

The master blew his beard and glared and said, "Who else can you? Isn't that old man Chen San dead?"

"Chen San is here again?"

Erpang and I looked out at the same time.

"Don't look at it, you're out!"

My grandfather lit the pot, glanced at us, took out a card from his pocket and threw it on the table.

The appearance of this paper card is the same as the last black post. The cover is hand-painted with a piece of dead wood, but it is just white.

"Blank post!"

Erpang once said that Kumutang’s posts are divided into three types: black and white. Red is for treating living people, and black is for dealing with dead people. But my brother did not say what the white post represents.

I picked up the post and as soon as I opened it, a piece of paper leaked out.

I picked up the phone, and I was stunned when I saw it.

On the jam paper about the same size as an ordinary photo, is a portrait drawn by a carbon pen.

Looking at the post itself, there was not even a word on it.

The second fat man Xiangye asked, "Just one picture, what does it mean?"

My grandfather didn't answer him, but just had a gloomy face and smoked a dry cigarette.

I knew my temper very well and knew that the old man was really angry. I hurriedly asked the peeled eggs to the kitchen to serve a plate of peanuts and cut two pineapple eggs.

I took half a bottle of leftover white wine and a wine cup from the cabinet and poured a cup for me.

The old man dries a bite, and his frowns stretched a little.

Then I asked him, what is the special significance of a blank post?

The master said in a deep voice: "Red posts save people, black posts send souls, white posts - give people."

"Send this person to the picture? Where to send it?" Erpang asked.

"Send him to see the King of Hell!"

I heard that my master was wrong and asked, "Isn't it a dead ghost? Is it a living person?"

My husband nodded.

I couldn't help but scream, "Send the living person to see the King of Hell, isn't that killing people?"

The master raised his voice and cursed, "That's it! Those bastards are really messing around. I don't even look at what era they are now, so why would he send such an errand? Chen San is a dying person, and he is not a beating. I expected him to send another post, but he didn't expect that he would throw such a hot potato!"

Erpang stared and said, "Yao Ye, we can't do anything illegal."

The master shook his head and said, "Since you have sent a post, you have to work."

"How can that be done?" Pidan finally couldn't help but say, "Killing someone will pay your life!"

"Yes, it's natural to pay back the debt and kill people to pay for their lives."

The master sighed, "Since the Kumu Hall has started, the people who were sent to the white post have received the death talisman."

I also sighed, "Oh, it seems that I really want to do my life for you this time."

I cooked another cup of wine, pinched a few peanuts and put them in my mouth. After chewing it for a while, I heard a crunch.

My grandfather opened his mouth and spit out a big blood-stained teeth, and a few smiled bitterly:

"I'm old and useless. Third son, it seems that my deadline has come this time. You just gained a foothold in this city and are not rich. You are not my biological grandson, so you don't have to spend it. Don't do it, just throw my ashes away."

I was a little panicked when I heard the old man say this, "Don't talk nonsense, I'm just having fun with you. I just lost a tooth. I'll go in a stainless steel place later, and the iron broad beans can be cracked!"

My grandfather shook his head slightly and reached for the post on the table.

I was anxious to snatch the posts and portraits, and thought about it and asked:

"If you send a blank post, you have to work? Can't you return it?"

"Retreat? To whom?"

My grandfather seemed to be a little reluctant to speak, and after a moment, he lit the pot again, took a few sips, and said:

"I didn't tell you what the meaning of a blank post means, because the last time Kumutang received a blank post was 63 years ago. That time, the one who received the blank post was my son. According to the rules, when he received the post, the person in the portrait must die. He killed the person in the portrait, and was arrested by the government and ate a gun..."

I said, "I will ask a few questions. One, what will happen if the person in the portrait does not die? Two, did you say that it is necessary to stipulate when the person in the portrait dies?"

"I know what you think, but it's useless to be clever."

The man was silent for a moment before continuing: "From the time when he received the white post, the life between the person who received the post and the person who was about to die, the life between the two has been tied. If the person in the portrait does not die for a day, the person who received the post will be reduced by one year!"

I couldn't help but curse, "Then isn't it nonsense!"

I won’t lie about this kind of thing, but if I kill the person in the portrait, it’s a violation of the law. If I don’t kill, the person who answers the post will reduce his life.

I originally thought that the blank post would just want someone to die, but if there is no limit on time, I can wait for the other party to die of old age.

But if the person in the painting lives for one day, the person who answers the post will have to reduce his life by one year. So how long can the person who answers the post last?

Even if you can live like Peng Zu, you can't live for 800 years, you can't survive for three years!

I finally know why I called Chen San a beaten me.

I put the post in my pocket, took it on my backpack, and pinched two fried dough sticks from the bag.

"What are you doing?!" Pidan grabbed me.

Erpang also stood up: "You really want to kill someone?"

I took a bite of the fried dough sticks and nodded, "Yes! I'll go find Gao He now and ask him to help find someone. After finding it, I will use the fried dough sticks to kill the target!"

"I'll go with you." Pidan held me and refused to let go.

I had no choice but to say, "You really believe I will kill someone? I asked Brother Gao to meet in the hospital!"

In order to make Pidan believe that what I was telling the truth, I simply called Gao He again.

After confirming that Pidan was serious about Gaohe, he was willing to let me go out.

When passing by the monkey's clinic, he was caught by the monkey.

He held his cell phone in one hand and put the other on my shoulder, saying, "Get out of the car? Just in time, I'll go to the city hospital to do something, you can take me with me."

I rolled my eyes: "Just just on the phone with Pidan? She asked you to follow me?"

The monkey was stunned: "How do you know?"

I pointed to his chest, "Even if you really want to go out, at least change your white coat first?"

I drove to the hospital and met Gao He in the outpatient hall.

I asked, "How is that old man now?"

"No life is dangerous, but he is too old. After a while, he is so weak that he can't get out of bed now."

Gao He told me that Jiang Youzheng and Jiang Dahai had confessed their own crimes. Jiang Dahai's girlfriend Zeng Yuwen was pregnant and had a miscarriage on the day she was sent to the hospital. The reason was that her physical functions were severely consumed, which should be related to her pretending to be a corpse and walking from the funeral home to the factory.

"In addition, Jiang Dahai and Zeng Yuwen both have the habit of sucking banned drugs. The factory is the 'base camp' where some people gather to take drugs. One of these people likes to eat dog meat, and wild dogs happen to be present nearby, so they put ham sausage mixed with poison in the factory. The old beggars were poisoned after eating toxic ham sausages."
Chapter completed!