Paranormal incident investigation notes

"Huang Weimin?"

This name caught He Wei's attention. She remembered that Professor Yang Cunsheng had also recommended this person to her today.

"Yes, Huang Weimin." Lu Qingliang said: "He is not an expert or professor, he is a failed college entrance examination candidate in the last century. Since he failed, he has stayed in his hometown in Huangcun and has not gone out and has no job. He usually relies on Make a living by farming and breeding.

He is very interested in local folklore, legends, history and other things. His wife once broke her head because she spent too much money on studying these things and collecting information. Until now, he is still addicted to it. Sometimes he doesn't even care about planting the land, and he is famous for not doing his job properly. "

This man's life may have been a tragedy. But his name can appear in the mouths of many experts that Lu Qingliang has contacted, as well as Professor Yang Cunsheng that He Wei has contacted, which is enough to prove that, at least in this field, his quality is enough to stand out among the others.

It's just that it's of little use to real life, otherwise it wouldn't have the reputation of not doing its job properly. But now it just suits my needs.

"We'll go together tomorrow."

"good."

After a brief exchange to summarize today's gains, several people looked at Lu Ming together.

"I don't have much ideas today."

"Okay, that's it for today."

…

Early the next morning, Lu Qingliang and He Wei met, and then drove an off-road vehicle to the village called Huang Village, which was less than five kilometers away from Nanji Village, the core location previously determined for genetic tracing. Driving away from the small mountain village in the distance.

All the way along the small concrete road in the mountains, there were ups and downs. Looking out the car window at the green peaks on both sides, Lu Qingliang, who was driving, couldn't help but sigh, the scenery here is really good.

Occasionally, you can encounter villagers carrying burdens or driving ox carts on the road, but even in this remote mountain village, fewer and fewer people choose this mode of transportation, and more and more use various agricultural machinery. Or just a car.

Along the way, the car finally arrived at Huang Village, which is located in a relatively gentle area on the edge of a canyon, and came to Huang Weimin's residence, which had already been discovered.

It was a brick bungalow that was very common in mountain villages. There was also a vegetable plot behind the house, where some seasonal vegetables were grown. There are also pig pens and chicken coops next to the vegetable fields.

Lu Qingliang found a good place to park the car, and then walked forward into the yard with He Wei.

The first thing that caught Lu Qingliang's eyes was a middle-aged woman wearing a headscarf, with a gloomy face and rough skin. She looked very aggressive at first glance, and her whole body was filled with negative energy that was almost visible to the naked eye.

It's very difficult to deal with at first glance.

When he saw this woman for the first time, Lu Qingliang couldn't help but think of two words in his mind.

shrew.

But now, he had no choice but to put on a smile and say hello to the middle-aged woman: "Hello, aunt, is this Uncle Huang Weimin's home? We are..."

Lu Qingliang has always been known for being good at dealing with people. Even he himself is very confident in his handsome appearance and friendly smile. In the past, he had no idea how many difficult people he had dealt with, how many difficult things he had coordinated by relying on these two points, and he had made major contributions to the Second Action Team several times.

But this time, he miscalculated.

His handsome appearance and friendly smile did not exert any power on this middle-aged woman.

"Not at home! Dead!"

Lu Qingliang's breath suffocated.

At this time, a middle-aged man shouted from the bungalow: "Guilan, who is here?"

A middle-aged man who was wearing a solid shirt in the style of the end of the last century, with a pen in his breast pocket, thick glasses, and a thin body, like an intellectual at the end of the last century, walked out.

Lu Qingliang recognized it immediately.

This is Huang Weimin who has been mentioned by many experts.

Seeing Lu Qingliang and He Wei, Huang Weimin smiled: "I am Huang Weimin, who are you two?"

"Uncle Huang, you..."

Lu Qingliang said hello quickly, but before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a sound like thunder.

The middle-aged woman who fit the image of a shrew very well waved the broom in her hand and smashed it at Huang Weimin. At the same time, she roared loudly: "Huang, have you fed the pigs? Have you fed the chickens? The fence of the duck farm has been mended. No? I know every day that if I hold your pile of tattered books, the wheat will die from drought without even knowing it!"

Huang Weimin's face was full of fear. He reluctantly looked at Lu Qingliang and He Wei with an apologetic look, and hurried over to mix the pig food. The middle-aged woman he called Guilan still refused to give up. She was still there with her hands on her hips and yelling curses.

"I know how to provoke some bad friends every day, but you said you know some rich people? They are all poor and empty-handed. They come here all day long to make a living!"

Lu Qing's conscience tightened. He subconsciously looked at his own hands and He Wei's hands.

Both hands were empty.

"broken!"

He screamed secretly in his heart.

I actually forgot to bring a gift!

I falsely claim that I can handle anything, but I made such a serious mistake this time!

The middle-aged woman seemed to get angrier as she scolded him, and she slapped Huang Weimin hard on the back, causing the skinny Huang Weimin to stagger, and the pig food he finally mixed was spilled.

"Can I make more money? I can't do anything, I can't feed pigs, I can't raise ducks, I just have to eat rice every day! I didn't support this family by myself, I know how to raise a piece of trash all day long If you eat free rice, you won’t be able to see your children well, and you’ll provoke some unscrupulous people, and you won’t even feed them when you start chatting with others..."

It seemed that many people had come to him before Lu Qingliang and He Wei.

In the midst of the curse, Huang Weimin's face turned red, but he didn't dare to say anything back. He just quickly picked up the broom and swept the pig food into the basin, and trotted towards the pig house.

The middle-aged woman still refused to give up and kept chasing him, scolding her all the way, and punching and kicking her from time to time. Huang Weimin was always smiling.

Lu Qingliang turned around and saw He Wei's expression as cold as ice and her hands clenched into fists.

"Don't be impulsive!"

Lu Qingliang was frightened.

If He Wei couldn't control her temper and beat the middle-aged woman - although the middle-aged woman looked really hateful, and Huang Weimin was a little too cowardly, it would make people angry just by looking at it, but You can’t fight either, you absolutely can’t fight!

"Is this a man or a coward? How can such a coward really be an expert? Have we found the wrong person?"

He Wei gritted her teeth and squeezed out these words.

Lu Qingliang couldn't agree more with this statement. But his reason told him that he definitely did not find the wrong person.

"Why don't we come back another day? Today doesn't seem appropriate."

"Walk."

The two of them turned around and planned to leave quietly. At this moment, Lu Qingliang suddenly saw something in the corner of his eye.

It was something that seemed to be carved out of wood.

Its eyes are relatively large, its face is a little distorted, its mouth is slightly open, its head is big, but its body is small.

Lu Qingliang was shocked.

At this moment, the appearance of the wooden sculpture instantly overlapped with the statue that He Wei had seized from Sun Yong's secret room and was suspected of being worshiped by a cult idol.

The two are not entirely similar. There are many differences in the details. But overall, they are at least 70% similar.

At this moment, the wooden sculpture was still casually in the corner next to the pig house, covered with dirt and dust.

Before that, the two mobilized a huge force to investigate the statue that was suspected of cult idol worship and collect information related to it. However, they spent so much effort, checked so much information, and asked After so many experts, nothing was found. Now, now, I see a statue similar to it next to the pig house of a student who failed the college entrance examination at the end of the last century!

Noticing Lu Qingliang's strangeness, He Wei also followed his gaze and looked over. So He Wei's body also froze there.

At this moment, both of them gave up the idea of ​​leaving.

In any case, we must ask this matter clearly!

He Wei touched Lu Qingliang's arm.

"Didn't you always say that anyone can do it?"

"I……"

Lu Qingliang only felt bitter at the moment.

I have indeed said this before. But the people I have dealt with before, not only have high positions and great wealth, but at least have received a complete education and can communicate with logic and reason, right?

Now, Huang Weimin is obviously controlled by this middle-aged woman. No matter how you look at this middle-aged woman, she doesn't look like someone who can communicate calmly.

"Have you given up at the critical moment?"

"Shut up!"

Lu Qingliang shouted in a low voice, then put a smile on his face and walked towards the middle-aged woman who was still yelling and scolding.

"Aunt……"

The middle-aged woman stopped scolding Huang Weimin and looked at Lu Qingliang with a sarcastic look, her mouth still full of yin and yang: "Hey, where is this..."

Before she could finish speaking, Lu Qingliang quickly interrupted her.

Because Lu Qingliang was worried about hearing something bad and making himself unable to control his temper, which would be bad.

"Auntie, we are not here to see Uncle Huang, we are here to see you."

"Looking for me? What's the matter?"

The middle-aged woman still had a sarcastic look on her face, but her words were a bit normal.

Lu Qingliang braced himself and said quickly: "That's right, we are tourists from outside, here to travel. We found out that the ducks you raise are authentic... what kind of duck is the authentic one, and you make ducks?" The craftsmanship of the meat is also excellent, so we want to try it. Well, we’ll pay for it!”

The middle-aged woman looked suspicious.

"Really? How much do you pay?"

"Three...five hundred! Five hundred for one duck! Here it is!"

Afraid that the middle-aged woman wouldn't believe it, Lu Qingliang simply counted out five hundred and stuffed it into her hand.

At this moment, a smile appeared on the middle-aged woman's face.

"Yo, um, hey, I..."

She turned her head and looked at Huang Weimin again.

"You blind person, why don't you go kill the duck!"