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    When the parents of the elementary school teacher (Cen Heng¡¯s wife) received the news, it was already the seventh day after the accident.  I happened to have a rest that day, so I went to the hospital with Zu Hang.  Although I didn¡¯t ask Zu Hang anything, I knew that since he disappeared all morning that morning, they no longer arranged for anyone to guard Cen Heng.  His wife was the only one staying with him in the hospital.  I think this arrangement must have something to do with Zu Hang.  We went to the hospital and while standing outside the ward, we heard a sharp voice inside saying: "How can you take care of our Xiaojing when you look like this? Xiaojing is taking care of you now." "Mom," Cen Heng  shouted.  "Don't call me mom! I know it's inappropriate to tell you this when you are in the hospital. But Xiaojing is our daughter after all. We are just a daughter, and of course we want her to live a good life. You will be like this now.  If I become disabled, why don't I drag Xiao Jing with me for the rest of my life?" Cen Heng yelled, "Well, if my hand is really disabled, Xiao Jing and I will not get married!" "Ugh, Cen Heng  " The person crying was the primary school teacher.  We stood at the door and looked at the four people inside, the elementary school teacher¡¯s parents and Cen Heng¡¯s young couple.  I immediately smiled and said, "Uncle, auntie is here too. Well, didn't Cen Heng's hand say it will be healed? It has been operated on." That auntie is not giving anyone face.  Normally, when there are outsiders like this, you should at least pretend to be nice.  She rolled her eyes at us and said angrily: "Didn't I say there is an 80% chance that it will be fine? Then there is still 20%!" I exhaled slowly and said nothing.  In fact, this kind of thing is the same even if Qutian¡¯s mother is the same as our aunt.  All mothers care for their children.  It¡¯s not like anyone is right or wrong.  "Xiaojing, quickly wiped away your tears, grabbed her parents and told them that she was going out to eat with them, and that Zuhang and I would take care of them here.  ¡°Actually, what she meant was to bring her parents over to persuade her, or express her position, or she didn¡¯t want us to laugh or something.  We didn't refuse, I said: "Go ahead, I have a day off today." "Then I'll bother you, Keren. I'll be back in an hour or two." Xiaojing left with her parents.  .  This time Dao Cenheng shed tears.  I don¡¯t know how to persuade Cen Heng, I can only look at Zu Hang.  Forget it, just like Zu Hang.  It was only after he told me that he wanted to make a decision that he said a few more words to me.  With his temperament, how could he persuade others?  Cen Heng cried and didn't say a word. After just two minutes, he suddenly shouted: "Why the hell should I be a member of the Cen family?!" Zu Hang stepped forward and patted his shoulder and said: "Your hand  It will get better, but there will be some sequelae from this car accident. It will not be on your hands, but on your head. You will have headaches from time to time, but they will not be fatal if you take medicine.  What do you need to give up like this? Because your wife is still your wife, and the marriage will not be in trouble because of this matter. "Cen Heng wiped his tears and said, "You must also hate that you are a member of the Cen family."  His face darkened for a moment before he said: "I don't hate you. I'm not comforting you. It was Qimen Dunjia who figured it out."  He must have felt it too.  Seeing that he was in good spirits, I quickly asked: "What happened that day?" Cen Heng said: "I don't know either. I was standing there preparing to shave, and suddenly it was completely dark and I couldn't see anything.  I thought I was blind, so I called Xiaojing and walked a few steps. I remember that I was in my room. After walking about five or six meters, the front was still empty and I didn't reach the wall.  I realized something was wrong, so I called Zu Hang on my cell phone. As soon as I dialed, I saw that the car hit me. He was not dead!" "I was scared to death. You were under the car.  I thought something really happened to you." After chatting for a few words, Xiaojing came back.  The time went much faster than the hour or two we expected.  Seeing her come in, still clearly crying, Cen Heng immediately asked: "Are your parents giving you a hard time?" "No, they just said that if I insist on marrying you, it will be good or bad in the future, just the two of us.  I got over it myself." She breathed out slowly.  What¡¯s left is the couple¡¯s sweet words and their vows of eternal love.  Zu Hang and I came out first.  Before he even left the hospital, he received a call from Lingzi, saying that it was Officer Zhang from the criminal investigation department who had given him a message.  In xx Garden Community, a little girl died last night.  Forensic diagnosis is scary to death. ?????????????????????????????????????? A little girl can be scared to death!  How much does this matterA little weird.  Lingzi said that he had already rushed over and asked us if we wanted to go. It was late and the scene had been dealt with, so there was no excuse to go to the other person's house.  Zu Hang hung up the phone and took me with him.  My gut feeling was that the little girl had seen a ghost.  And the little girl must be at least eight or nine years old to have some knowledge of ghosts.  If it¡¯s a three-year-old, if you let him see a headless ghost, he might even clap his hands and laugh loudly and shout: ¡°I see no head.¡± That¡¯s what the happiness at Sister Jinzi¡¯s house told me.  of.  I listened to it several times but didn't understand it, so Sister Kaneko explained that she was going to see a magician, a man without a head.  When our car arrived at xx Garden, the police car was still there, and Lingzi¡¯s car had also arrived.  I made a call, said hello to the police, and finally entered the home.  As soon as I entered the house, my first reaction was how big the shrine was.  The red altar facing the door occupies most of the wall of the living room facing the door.  On the altar are Guanyin, the God of Wealth, Guan Gong, and a seven-inch photo of an old lady, who must be an ancestor of the family.  Even if this is the case, there is no need for such a large altar.  This is the first time I have seen such an altar. There are fruits, flowers, lucky bamboos, everlasting lamps and incense burners on the altar.  These things take up a lot of space.  Because it has been determined that it is not a criminal case, if it is handled as if it is scared to death, there is no need for Officer Zhang and others to stay.  The matter returned to the police at the police station.  When we arrived, Officer Zhang was about to go back. He came over, patted Zu Hang on the shoulder and said, "Ling Zi is inside. I said hello to them." Zu Hang nodded and walked to the room inside.  I quickly followed him.  The house was very small, just two bedrooms and two living rooms. The child's little body had been placed on the ground, and a young mother was slumped beside her. She didn't cry, and she looked dumbfounded.  Lingzi jumped down from the window sill, and when he saw us coming, he said, "She must have been frightened to death. I didn't see the blood drops of the little devil. The compass was a needle, so it must have been the blessing of the gods and ancestors at home."  Cen Zuhang!" His voice immediately rose, "This house is blessed by gods and ancestors. How did you come in?" Zuhang squatted down, opened the little girl's fingers, and said, "Come in!"  The little girl looks about ten years old, in fourth or fifth grade of elementary school.  The entire nail is purple-red, as if it was painted with nail polish.  "Her nails?" I said in a panic.  "When a person is frightened, the blood will flow back to the ends of the blood vessels, and the heart will be ischemic. To judge whether you are scared to death, purple armor is an obvious characteristic." Zu Hang said, and then he put his hand on the little girl's  Heart.  Lingzi said: "Okay, no need to try. I tried it as soon as I came here. The soul is broken, and there is no possibility of searching the soul into the body. Unless it is like what was shown on TV, a seven-star lantern is used to find King Yama.  Ask for someone. He's probably a fool who wants to come back. Don't hurt his parents." A man who had been silent rushed over, knelt in front of Lingzi and said, "Please, that policeman.  "You might be able to save my daughter, please, help me save her. Please. You must have a way, you can definitely do it." Lingzi clicked his tongue and helped the man up.  : "Maybe! Didn't I come to see you? After seeing it, the result is that I can't do it. This child is destined to die." The man started crying: "How could this happen? My dad said that there is a Bodhisattva in the house.  My mother is here to help my children grow up healthily. Why does something like this happen? Wow" Zuhang stood up and said, "That Bodhisattva of yours is useless!" After that, he walked out of the room.  Stand in front of the shrine in the living room.  I followed him out. Looking at the child's body, I really had the urge to cry.  Such a small child, such a small body.  Zu Hang kept staring at the photo on the shrine. When Lingzi came out, he said, "Take the compass and take a look." Lingzi took out a small compass and said, "Do you still need to look at it? You  They are all standing here. The only one who can be useful here is the grandma here. "The compass used by Lingzi this time is very small and has no crosshairs. It is not the kind of compass we usually use to check the feng shui of the house.  It should be a compass specially designed to detect ghosts.  Seeing me approaching, Lingzi said: "Tell your husband to calm down, or he will still be affected by him." The pointer on the compass gradually stopped beating, the needle!  The needle goes up!  This is a sign that gods or ancestors are present at home.  "If it's a sinking needle, it means someone died unjustly."  Even if it means no harm, but the resentment will also affect the people in the family.  If it is a needle rotation, it is basically a big disaster.  If it is on the first floor, there may be a tomb or coffin underground.  Lingzi collected the compass and said: "My ancestors, this grandma is the only one left. Maybe this grandma accidentally scared her granddaughter to death. The time when the child died was around one o'clock in the evening, it was cloudy, and she still came out to use the toilet.  It was already seven or eight in the morning when the parents found out that there was no evidence."
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