By the time we arrived at the kiln, the killing was over, and at the entrance of the village we learned through the village people that He Erni had been sent to the village committee office, under the care of several big men, and He Erni's two children were dead.

The son died at home, his head and body were separated.

The daughter also died, died in the street, the head was almost cut off, only half a piece of skin, the body is still thrown in the street.

Listening to the village people, I have my scalp tingling, I really do not have the courage to go into the village to see what is happening inside.

But Wang Junhui is not to say two words, just to move forward, Lin Sen is also closely followed, I hesitated, or chose to step up to follow.

Wang Junhui's expression is very heavy, you can see that his heart is full of chagrin, He Ernie's family of three out of the matter, then our mission this time is equivalent to a failure.

I clearly saw the fate of the Ho Yini family from the elephant, but I did not expect things to come so suddenly, suddenly we were unable to stop.

This reminds me of some of the words my grandfather said, some lives can be counted, but they can't be reversed, and they can't always hide.

So I wanted to persuade Wang Junhui, and he said quietly: "No matter what the reason, our mission is a failure."

I added, "Perhaps we can find the ghost, beat it, and avoid any more harm, and make up for it."

Soon we arrived in the street, there are more people around here, of course, they are bold people, and those who are afraid to come here are all staying in the village.

We crowded through the crowd and saw a little girl lying on the ground, all with blood under her body, her head was already a distance from her neck, and only a strand of skin was still hanging there.

I couldn't help but look at the little girl's face, her eyes were wide open, full of panic, the main thing was that there were still a lot of tears hanging on her eyes, and even some tears were slowly leaving.

Her head seemed to be crying.

Many people in the village of Hejia kiln, all said that since Hejia had a boy, the little girl was not seen, was beaten, thinking that today has still ended, it is no wonder that she is still crying after she died.

Looking at the tears of the head, I can't help but tingle, but also my heart also feels a desolation for it.

After looking at the little girl for a few eyes, we went in through the door of He Ernie's house, and found that there were also many people in the courtyard, and the cries of two old people came from one room, and the other room was surrounded by some people.

Needless to say, the latter is the room where He Ernie's son died, the former should be He Ernie's mother-in-law rushed over, the grieving and crying room, they did not come, for fear of being pulled away by the villagers, this day's disaster scene in the face of the old two people is simply a blow to the earth.

Without looking at the two mouths, we went directly to the room where the incident occurred to He Ernie's son, full of blood, the little boy's upper body lying in the middle of the room, his head was rolling in the bed.

It was just that the child’s head was facing under the bed, and I couldn’t see the expression before he died.

But the body without a head, and the scene of the blood splattered on the ground, has made my stomach churning.

I looked into the room for a few glances and found the letter on the sofa consisting of only two numbers "0" and "1".

It wasn’t just me, Wang Junhui and Lin Sen also saw it.

Wang Junhui and I are still well, Lin Sen saw the letter and then step into the house to get, but Wang Junhui pulled back: "This is the evidence of the murder, touch will be trouble, why are you so impulsive."

Linson nodded his head.

We looked over for a moment, and I turned to the middle of the yard, and breathed hard, the air in the room seemed to be solidified, and for a long time there, I would suffocate.

When I got to the yard, I heard the angry cry of He Yini's mother-in-law, and I was bored in my heart.

Wang Junhui and Lin Sen were also turning their heads, I asked him what he would do next, he said: "The villagers here have called the police, the police will come in a moment, the body and He Ernie will certainly be taken away."

Wang Junhui still did not say what we were going to do next, I asked him again, he continued: "We come back in the evening, here in vain two children, their souls will certainly not be scattered, when we are alive, we did not save them, now we die, we send them a journey, so as not to fall into a lonely ghost, and finally lost the opportunity of reincarnation."

When we were preparing to leave the village, the car of the police station in the town rushed over, and Wang Junhui said that they were generally only responsible for protecting the scene, and such a big case still had to wait for the people of the county public security bureau to come to deal with it.

On the way back to the town, Wang Junhui did not say a word, I have nothing to say, our mission has completely failed, and even we have not seen the appearance of the opponent now, this kind of failure we will not be willing.

The most important thing is the life of the two children of the family, I obviously counted what happened, but I let this happen, but I did not expect that they will be their own mother.

Overall, I made a mistake in pushing.

A long time ago, I saw that two children had died in innocence, and I also saw that He Ernie had a prison disaster, but I did not put two things together, I think of course, that the tiger poison does not eat, but completely ignored her unconscious or schizophrenic situation under the evil.

The more I thought, the more I was filled with self-blame.

Seeing my expression, Wang Junhui comforted me and said, "First of all, you don't have to blame yourself, the main responsibility for this matter is me, it is my mistake in decision-making."

I shook my head, "I have seen all things, just a little reason, but I am sloppy at this time, it is my ability to be at home."

I said a few more words to Wang Junhui, and Lin Sen said, "Now is not the time to discuss who's responsibility, it is imperative to find the ghost as soon as possible."

Lin Sen can always say a word, Wang Junhui and I are no longer talking.

Back at the hotel in the town, Wang Junhui first called the acquaintance of the municipal bureau, and then dragged the relationship to the county bureau, a few calls down Wang Junhui said to me: "Well, the letter has been closed by the police as a witness, but we will get a copy, the above content we will also see, the first time, see if you can find some of the demonic information from inside."

I nod my head and did my best.

I don’t have much in mind.

In the evening, the three of us returned to Hejia kiln village, and here it was already more than eleven o'clock in the evening, because the street was tragically dead, so the people in the village slept very early on this day, and the village could not see the slightest light, and this night was quiet.

God seems to be willing to cooperate with such an atmosphere, tonight is still cloudy, the sky does not say the moon, there is no star.

Our car stopped at the entrance of the village and then walked into the village, also to not disturb the people here.

Soon we reached the place where the little girl died during the day, the body had been carried away, leaving only a trail of blood and the outline of the body drawn by the white thread.

After arriving here, Wang Junhui opened his eyes to me and Lin Sen, but there was nothing here, we found a corner of the street to squat, Wang Junhui said that if the two children are not scattered, the formation of ghosts, it will generally die at midnight at 12 o'clock in the night of the death into ghosts, because then the worst of the gloom, but also the best time for the birth of new ghosts.

That is to say, we may see the whole process of the formation of new ghosts tonight.

The three of us dared not gasp loudly in the corner, and all our eyes were gathered on the white line of the corpse outline of the street, although the night was very deep, and we could not see clearly, but we still did not want to look away, afraid of missing something.

Time is approaching twelve o'clock, and the originally quiet night suddenly blew a cool breeze from my neck, which made me feel a quibble.

It feels like someone is coldly blown a breath around your neck.

At the same time, I saw two pale yellow points of light wandering near the outline of the corpse, and I whispered to Wang Junhui, whether it was He Ernie's son and daughter.

Wang Junhui shook his head and said, "No, just her daughter, that is her 'ground, life' two souls, once the two souls are united, then she becomes a ghost."

I have also heard my grandfather say before that all ghosts are born from the combination of the two souls of the earth, and the single soul is only the soul, which is not called a ghost at all.

Without waiting for me to speak again, the two yellow points of light met together, and then a pale yellow light and shadow appeared there, the appearance of a pale yellow little girl, looking very thin, as if at any time they would scatter themselves.

Wang Junhui murmured softly: "Only yellow, there is no resentment in her heart..."

After the shadow formed, it turned around in the same place as if looking for something, and after a while she began to walk to her door.

The three of us slowly followed.

If I remember correctly, this little girl should be called garlic.

She soon arrived at her door, and she walked idly, as if drunk.

Soon the shadow of ��ly passed through the door and entered the courtyard, and a few of us hurried to the edge of the wall, and then helped each other to turn over the wall into the yard.

The ghost of ���勋 ��勋 �勋 . was not disturbed by us, and as she walked in the direction of the house, I heard her "wow" shouting.

I don’t understand what she’s calling, but it sounds good enough to make me sad.

Wang Junhui sighed, I was curious to ask Wang Junhui what he shouted, he squeezed a point of finger on me and Lin Sen said: "You listen to yourselves."

Then we heard the little girl walking along and crying, “Mom, mother, where are you, garlic misses you!”

We all froze, we did not expect this child's heart, it is so pure, there is no tolerance of half of the hate...

We often say that the father is love, how the mother loves, but we do not know that the child's love and dependence on parents is also simple and great.