Chapter 14 Chapter Fourteen

Enough talking about the white four tigers, let’s talk about Master Guo, on the Dragon Boat Festival in 1954, the fifth day of the fifth month of the lunar calendar, the day when all five poisons were released, Master Guo was on his way home when he saw a man holding an adze , followed up from behind to hit him, turned around and ran away, he hurried back and told Lao Liang. Lao Liang didn't take it seriously. He said: "This year, the anti-revolutionary movement was launched, and the whole city was raided. The murderers who planed and robbed had the courage to come out and commit crimes at this time? How could they be so coincidental? Something? Maybe it’s someone who knows you, playing with you, you, don’t think about it, go home for the holiday.”

Master Guo saw that Lao Liang didn't take it seriously, so he didn't want to say more, but he knew that the man he met halfway might be the murderer who planed and robbed, so he secretly remembered his appearance and prepared to pay attention. Searching, I went home first that day, and it was night when I got home. His wife made rice dumplings for him to keep. He thought that Ding Mao was a bachelor and had no rice dumplings, so he asked his wife to go to bed first. He picked up a few rice dumplings and went out to find Ding Mao. , the two live not far away, across the alley. In the 1950s, there were many mulberry trees and locust trees that were closed. At that time, the mulberries had just come down. At that time, they ate mulberries, no matter how heavy they were, they were stored in washbasins, and they were not valuable things. Ding Mao held a washbasin of mulberries, and the two of them squatted Eating mulberries on the side of the road, I saw a person coming from the entrance of the alley, and he was pedaling a three-wheeled flatbed. When I came to the front, I saw that it was Zhang Banxian. One piece, but it's rare to see each other face to face last time.

Master Guo and Ding Mao stood up and greeted Zhang Banxian: "Isn't this Zhang Xian, you're doing well?" In the old society, fortune-tellers and story-tellers were called gentlemen, and literature was nothing more than fortune-telling, and martial arts was nothing more than gangsters, because those who could eat this bowl of rice were educated, and their stomachs were full of grocery stores, especially respected by the people at the bottom of society. According to the old habit of addressing Zhang Banxian, he would call him "Sir" when he opened his mouth, but the old Tianjin Wei people are quick-spoken, and they eat words when they speak. See, what can you do?"

Zhang Banxian is not very old, younger than Master Guo, and similar to Ding Mao. It is hard to tell which generation of Banxian it is. Linen, yin and yang, Xuandong, Tianyan, etc., the Zhang family is a branch of Liuzhuang physiognomy, and they pay attention to "seeing each other when they meet each other". Don't choose a pretense to set up a stall, and most of the stalls are charlatans who tell fortunes and fortune-tellers. They can cheat wherever they go. Zhang Banxian is a name created by his ancestors. When you come out to look at the family’s cemetery, you must first seal the gift money and go to the door to post. As for the invitation, it’s another story. It has been handed down to the present generation. To make ends meet, I just came back from work until midnight, thinking back then, no one would look up to Zhang Banxian when he closed the door, but now it is different, he can no longer point to the Yin and Yang Er Zhai to eat, but he has nothing else to do, In desperation, I pedaled the three-wheeled flatbed to transport large paper into the west gate. It was a square of paper, and the weight was the heaviest. Dozens of bundles of large paper were loaded on the three-wheeled flatbed. It's better to say, sometimes when encountering an uphill, stare blankly and refuse to go up, it's really called every day, and the ground is not working. After a day, he is tired and tired, and he is old. He is full of bitterness, and he is looking for someone nagging.

Master Guo invited Zhang Banxian into the house, asked Ding Mao if he hadn't eaten yet, and asked Ding Mao to order some noodles, and the three of them sat at home and talked. Zhang Banxian wolfed down two bowls of noodles and a few zongzi, squinted his eyes and hiccupped, drank the tea made by Dingmao, and smoked the cigarettes that Master Guo ordered. , Mr. Ding, you two know Mr. Zhang, don't look at us with two arms and two legs, nothing is long, but the real person does not show his face, can hide in secret, it's not our bragging, the old Zhang family ancestors have it Originally, a brand name that has been passed down for several generations, the yin and yang are accurate, wherever it goes, it is not popular and spicy, how could it have occurred to me that in my generation, I changed my career to sell stinky sweat, I am really ashamed of my ancestors."

Master Guo and Ding Mao had nothing to say, so they had to persuade him: "The old imperial calendar should not be mentioned again, and it is not shameful to rely on strength to eat now." Zhang Banxian said: "I don't dare to complain in front of outsiders. Seeing you two, if you don't say something from the bottom of your heart, won't you suffocate me to death?" With two eyes, he stared blankly at Master Guo's face repeatedly. Master Guo made his heart shudder when he saw it, and asked, "What are you looking at, Banxian? Is there something on my face?"

Zhang Banxian rubbed his eyes vigorously, looked at it for a while, and said: "It's strange, Mr. Guo, your complexion was okay just now, but now I see how your complexion has changed. Your seal is black, and you are going to be out of luck. It's all bad luck!" "Unlucky hanging face" is a dialect idiom. It describes a person who is reciting characters. He is unlucky. You can tell by looking at his face. The bad look is all on his face. Hanging a picture is hanging on his face, and the seal is dark. Or as "hanging face". Zhang Banxian met Master Guo and Ding Mao, the three of them went into the house to eat noodles, and talked for a while, he was good at reading faces, and his eyesight was extraordinary, when he first met Master Guo's face, although he could only say it was passable , but it is the same as before. When I was about to say goodbye and leave, I looked up and found that Master Guo’s complexion was not right, and Yintang was gray. Yintang is the most important "fate palace" in fortune-telling. It is located between the two eyebrows on the forehead When people are lucky, the seal must be as shiny as a mirror. If luck is bad, the seal will appear dull and dull. But I have never seen a person's complexion change so suddenly. Let the unlucky ghost bump into him, and the face of the dying person will be the same as Master Guo's face.

Zhang Banxian was shocked, and said: "Master Guo, why did your complexion become so depressed after such a short time?" Ding Mao looked at Master Guo's face, he didn't know how to look, he didn't see anything: "Half Immortal, don't scare people to make it, my senior brother is not good, why is his expression wrong?" Zhang Banxian didn't seem to hear it, and said to himself: "It's too evil, it was fine just now, why suddenly the seal is black, and the face looks bad..." Ding Mao said: "Since you know how to look at fortune, Banxian, why didn't you realize that you have mixed up to the point where you are riding a scooter to pull a big paper?"

Zhang Banxian said: "Master Ding, you don't know something, we are fortune-tellers, no one dares to look at us, think about it, if I knew in advance that I was riding a scooter after liberation, do you think I would still be alive to this day? " Master Guo thought that Zhang Banxian was joking with them because he wanted to find out how he felt before liberation, but he didn't take what he said seriously, saying that it was getting late and we should go home and rest. Zhang Banxian said sternly: "Master Guo, I'm not teasing you, you are so unlucky, you still want to sleep?"

Master Guo said: "Half Immortal, don't scare me, what's going on?" Zhang Banxian said: "I think someone is going to deal with you. You have to be careful. Wait for me tomorrow morning. Don't leave the house until I don't get you." After he finished speaking, he stepped on the board in a hurry without waiting for Master Guo to answer. The car left. When Master Guo saw Zhang Banxian's actions, he couldn't help muttering in his heart, and then thought whether it was a blessing or a disaster, and if it was a disaster, he couldn't avoid it. Anyway, this is his life, so he can do whatever he wants.

Master Guo came home that night and told his wife that Zhang Banxian would definitely come to the house on an empty stomach tomorrow morning, so he had to prepare an extra breakfast. He was tired all day and fell asleep. The next morning, before he opened his eyes, Zhang Banxian had already arrived. Master Guo said: "Banxian, you got up early enough, have you eaten yet?" Zhang Banxian said: "I haven't eaten, what should sister-in-law do for breakfast?" Master Guo’s daughter-in-law made hand-rolled noodles, as well as fried dough sticks, brought them to the table and put them on the table, and then carried the basket to buy vegetables early. Master Guo put on his clothes and washed his face, and invited Zhang Banxian to have breakfast together. When Zhang Banxian heard that the noodles are really delicious, they are much better cooked than that bachelor Ding Mao, and the deep-fried dough sticks are also good. One stick is one piece. If you eat this meal early, it will last at least a day. If you have Liubiju's jam fruit If Ren'er matches, then there is nothing to say. Master Guo said: "It's not that I just found out about your coming last night. I didn't take care of the preparations. I will invite you next time when everything is ready." Zhang Banxian finished eating the hand-rolled noodles in two mouthfuls, and said, "Master Guo, don't even think about eating, tell me, who did you offend?" Master Guo pondered for a long time, but he really couldn't think of any enemies he had. Zhang Banxian said: "Think about it again, who wants to put you to death? Qin Hui has friends, Yue Fei has enemies, and in a lifetime, who can live without three rivals?" Master Guo thought of the murderer who planed and robbed. He told Zhang Banxian all about what happened yesterday when he returned home, how it came and went. Zhang Banxian said: "This planer must have heard rumors outside that you are going to take him. He was raped in the middle of the night last night. This is called a bachelor beating a bachelor. If you don't give up, you will pay him back." Hold it, you will be bad luck for a lifetime." Master Guo didn't quite believe it: "Luck has its ups and downs. People can't always be in high places, and they can't always be in low places. Is there any way in the world to keep people unlucky?" Zhang Banxian said: "It's hard for others to say, but it's easy to make you unlucky. Let's put it this way, do you believe me or not?" Master Guo didn't understand: "What do you say if you believe it? What do you say if you don't believe it?" Zhang Banxian said: "If you don't believe me, you can live your life as you want. Just pretend that I didn't say what you said before. If you believe what I say, you can listen to me and continue. But don't be afraid after I finish speaking, you will be killed. " Master Guo said: "Didn't you hook my cheeks? If you have something to say, you can just say it. What's the matter?" Zhang Banxian said: "Rong said bluntly, the name of your river god Guo Deyou is not good, it is too much, who can afford this? But let everyone talk about it, at least you have some blessings, I saw your complexion yesterday It changed suddenly, someone must offer your memorial tablet, take a small wooden tablet, engrave the seat of the river god Guo Deyou, put it at home to burn incense on a board, kowtow to you several times a day, you are a living person, you can bear it Live? If you are not unlucky, who will be unlucky?" After Master Guo heard what Zhang Banxian said, cold sweat broke out on his forehead. People in the past believed in this. For mortals who eat whole grains, it is wrong to have the nickname "River God". How many blessings have been lost and how many lives have been lost, it would be strange not to recite words, what should I do? Zhang Banxian said: "Master Guo, we are friends, Daoer, I can't help you with other things, I have to talk to you as much as you want, and now you look even more depressed, I'm afraid you won't be able to make it through today, but..." Master Guo said: "Can you stop talking and panting, but what?" Zhang Banxian said: "I also just saw that although your luck has declined, the feng shui in your house is good." Master Guo knew that Zhang Banxian would look at Yin and Yang houses because of his hopeful eyesight, so he asked, "My dilapidated house still has Fengshui? Where is it?" Competent people tend to show off, and they don't want to explain what they have to say. The same is true for Zhang Banxian. He pointed to the stove in Master Guo's house. Master Guo wondered: "What do you mean? Another bowl of noodle soup?" Guo Shi’s family lived in an old one-story house in Doumiao Temple Hutong. There were two rooms inside and outside. The houses at that time were all about ten square meters, and the two rooms were twenty square meters. A small room was built in front for cooking and stacking. There are sundries, people live in the inner room, and there is an old stove in the corner of the outer room. It is still an earthen stove from the early years. It has not been used for many years, and the stove has cracked. It is very common in the cracks of the house wall or under the bricks. It looks a bit like a cockroach, and it looks like a yellow-skinned cicada. , so it got the title of "poor cicada". Some bronze wares unearthed in the Shang and Zhou dynasties had cicada patterns cast on them, but they were not real cicadas, but poor cicadas. Sometimes one or two poor cicadas popped out of the broken stove of the master's house, which is not a feng shui situation. He thought that Zhang Banxian still wanted to drink noodle soup. Zhang Banxian said: "Where did you think, look at the back wall of your stove." Behind the stove of Mr. Guo’s house, there is a New Year picture of the Stove Lord and the Stove King’s grandmother, which was pasted up before liberation. The Stove Lord is the god of the family, also known as the Stove King. Son, the fat and kind-hearted, it is said that eating sugar melon on the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month every year is the day when the Stove Lord goes to heaven. On this day, everyone from the princes to the common people will offer sacrifices to the stove. They are willing to invite the Stove Lord to go to heaven in front of the Jade Emperor, and talk more about the world On that day, it is most taboo to complain and complain in front of the Stove King, so women are not allowed to come forward when offering sacrifices to the Stove, otherwise the Stove Lord will listen to the words of the women and Taoists, and God will tell the Jade Emperor how bad this house is. If the child hits it, it will reduce the lifespan of the person. If it is serious, it will go to one period, and if it is light, it will be counted less. One period will be three hundred days, and one period will be one hundred days. After offering sacrifices to the Stove Lord on the 23rd, the portrait on the stove must be removed and burned, and a new one will be pasted on the 30th, but since the Republic of China, it has gradually become less particular. The portraits have not been changed since he moved here. He lives at home, and there is a portrait of the Stove King Stove on the stove. It is nothing more than a normal thing. If you go door-to-door and go in, there are probably eight or nine out of ten houses like this. How did Feng Shui come out? situation? Zhang Banxian said: "Every line is like a mountain. You don't know how to read it. Of course you can't see the way. Let me tell you, in short, your stove and the portrait of the Stove Lord form a situation by themselves. It is the town house Eight Immortals stove. You must remember that if you can avoid disasters, don’t tear it down or change it, it won’t cause any accidents, but if there is any change, you will be in great trouble.” The identities of the Stove King and the Stove King’s grandmother in folklore vary from place to place. In the north of the Yellow River, Zhang Kui and his wife are regarded as the Kitchen God. These two couples are characters in the legend of the gods. Master Guo’s New Year’s picture of Zaojun has been hung for many years, and the stove under the wall has not been used for a long time. Zhang Banxian told him that this is the Eight Immortals stove, which can keep luck safe, but if something changes, Master Guo’s deadline will come, unless There is no other way than to catch the mugger as soon as possible. Zhang Banxian still had to push the scooter to pull the big paper, and he couldn't help him with other things, so he hurried away. Master Guo was sitting alone at home thinking about it. After a while, his daughter-in-law came to buy vegetables. Seeing that Master Guo was sitting still, he asked, "Old Guo, why don't you go to work?" Master Guo came back to his senses and claimed that "my head hurts all over my head, and my head is full of toothaches." In short, I didn't feel well anywhere. I took a few days off to rest at home, and found an excuse to send my daughter-in-law back to her mother's house for ten and a half days. On the same day, Li Daleng, Ding Mao, and a few people who were in the river patrol team were called to explain the reason to everyone. He is in his thirties, of medium height, with a blue birthmark on his left ear. Tianjin Weitai is too big and has a large population. There is nowhere to find such a person. Fortunately, we can narrow the scope. This person used a planing aze to rob, I must have worked as a carpenter, or maybe I changed my career later, but I must have something to do with carpentry. There are quite a few people who can do carpentry in the city and outside the city. I went back to my hometown in Shandong during the Spring Festival, and a small number of people settled down, because Lu Ban, the carpenter’s ancestor, was from Shandong. There is a tradition there, especially the inheritance of master and apprentice. A carpenter can't finish the work, so he needs to ask other carpenters for help. They often get together and communicate a lot, so they know each other. Maybe they haven't met each other in their life, but they can know who they are talking about. From these master carpenters If the apprentice asks, he may be able to find out this person. Master Guo and the others have been looking for carpenters everywhere for several days, including carpenters who used to be carpenters and then changed their careers. Is there any one who has lived in Tianjin for a long time and has a birthmark on his left ear in his 30s and 40s. To be more specific, but when asked whoever shook his head, they all said that there was no such person. In the blink of an eye, seven or eight days passed, and no clue was found. This afternoon, a young man was stuck in the ditch in Ximenli. Master Guo went down to find him out, and then he was dead. Every year after May Festival, There are more people drowning in the puddles of the river, and the busier it goes. Lao Liang learned that Master Guo had asked for sick leave a few days ago, but someone saw him sending his wife back to her natal home. This made Lao Liang very annoyed, thinking that these people who came from the old society cannot escape the habit of being lazy and greedy. Master Guo went down to Dashuigou to touch people and brought out a body full of stinky mud. While waiting for the family members to identify the body, he gave Lao Liang a good meal and said that he was not in the mood to visit the carpenter again. On his way home in the evening, he saw a cart selling Haggis, the haggis is clean, not fishy or greasy, delicious, and there are also goat livers and hoofs that are sold separately. He could not walk when he smelled the smell. He was reluctant to sell the goat liver, so he bought two goat hooves. Do drink in front of a cart selling haggis. The haggis seller is surnamed Zhuang. Eight generations of his family have sold haggis. Others call him the eighth generation of Zhuang. He is in his sixties. There are two benches in front of the car, which can seat four or five people. Some people buy it and take it home to eat, and some sit in front of the car to eat it while it is still hot. After dark, hang a lantern to illuminate it. Just received it, there was no one there that night, Master Guo was drinking and chatting with Zhuang Badai, and the leftover bones of the goat's feet were thrown aside, when he suddenly heard the sound of footsteps on the side of the road , looked sideways, but saw no one. Zhuang Badai was selling offal in the northwest corner at first, but he just moved to Ximenli this year. At that time, there were few street lights, the night was cloudy, there was no light of stars and moon, and the road was very dark. Master Guo heard rustling on the side of the road. There was a rustling sound, if one listened carefully, it seemed that someone was talking in a low voice, but there was no one on the road, so he felt strange, so he took off the lantern and went to see who it was. Five or six inches high, he was picking up sheep bones thrown on the ground. He was also bold, grabbed the fire chopsticks used to open the stove, and poked at one of them. The little man screamed and fell to the ground, and the rest They dispersed, and he looked again with the lamp. Several foxes were running away with the bones in their mouths, and another fox cub who was poked by the fire chopsticks and rolled his eyes and pretended to be dead saw the light shining on him, so he also jumped up and ran away. . Master Guo was startled, and asked Zhuang Badaier, who sells offal, "Have you seen it?" Zhuang Badaier said: "Foxes or yellow wolves? It doesn't matter. They often eat sheep bones thrown away by others here." Master Guo thought: "When a person's fortune declines, the yang energy in his body will be weak, and he will see things that should not be seen. Am I really exhausted?" Seeing him in a trance, Zhuang Badai said: "Master Guo, you are tired, and you can't help but look away. It's inevitable in the dark and midnight. You, keep your eyes open and close your eyes. When you see it, just pretend you don't see it. That's right, I heard that you are looking for carpenters everywhere, but you want to catch the villain who planed and robbed the adze?" Master Guo nodded, and said in his heart, "Well, even the haggis seller knows about this?" Zhuang Badai said: "Master Ding and Master Li came to me to eat haggis yesterday, and asked me, don't think I sell haggis, but before liberation, there were quite a few of my regular customers who ate haggis. One is a carpenter." Master Guo said, "Do you know of a carpenter in his thirties who has a blue birthmark on his left ear?" Zhuang Badai said: "I've never heard of it. If there really is such a carpenter with a green fetus in his left ear, it won't be impossible to find him." Master Guo heard that Ding Mao had come to ask yesterday, and it would be unnecessary to ask again. He sighed, got up and wanted to go home. Unexpectedly, Zhuang Badai said again: "Master Ding asked me yesterday. I went back and thought about it for a long time. I remembered that two master carpenters came to me to eat haggis and talked about a scary thing..." Master Guo's heart moved, he left in a hurry, and asked, "Tell me, what's going on?" Zhuang Badai told Master Guo that there was a Baiji coffin shop in the north gate before liberation. Coffins are also called longevity caissons. There is a big family, the elderly in the family will prepare birthday materials in advance, because good wood is not always available, once you encounter good wood, you will pay for it, pay the master of the coffin shop to make the birthday materials, and agree on the size in advance Paint a few coats of lacquer on the wide and narrow, line the cover, paint the lotus blessing characters on both ends, put shrouds and caps inside, and a full set of bedding, but the birthday materials cannot enter the house, and are stored in the coffin shop for ten or eight years. This is also a common occurrence. If someone dies in another family and cannot find a good coffin temporarily, the filial son can discuss with the owner who prepared the birthday materials in advance, borrow the birthday materials to bury the ancestors, and then make the same birthday materials as they were. This is an act of accumulating virtue and doing good deeds. Usually, the hosts who prepare their own birthday materials will agree. As for ordinary people, although they are not so poor that they can wrap straw mats, they can’t afford good birthday materials. Most of them use the cheapest cypress boards, white stubble The coffins are not painted, or only one coat of paint is applied, and there is still time to do it on the same day, so the coffin shop prepares materials all year round. The old shopkeeper of Baiji Shoucai Shop knows carpentry work himself, and hired two master carpenters from Shandong Be a long-term worker. Ten years ago, the Baiji coffin shop was closed. The night before the two carpenters returned to their hometown, they went to Zhuang Bashier's stall to drink and eat haggis. At that time, the two carpenters said that the owner of the coffin shop had encountered a ghost. The longevity material shop in Ximenli, the owner’s surname is Bai, he can do carpentry himself, and he hired two other men, and there are two master carpenters behind him. There are three shops side by side. It's not small, but Shoucai Shop is not a restaurant. When there is no crowd, it's just that the coffins are huge, especially when the rich people come to pick up the coffins. It's how much they want, and there is never a second price. Maybe it won't open for a month, but it will open. One time is enough to eat for three months. After the death of his old boss, his son Bai Sihu took over the family property. He has a courtyard house and the business of a birthday shop. Bai Sihu does not know how to make coffins, and sometimes he will watch the carpenter work beside him. , he was a man of few words and a coward, and the clerks and carpenters of the longevity material shop deceived him that he didn't understand the accounts, and they colluded to eat money in private. No matter how many coffins he sold, he was still at a loss, and the business was not as good as every day. Bai Sihu had no choice but to sell the houses of his family one by one, leaving only two dilapidated houses. He usually lives in the shop with two shop assistants, and two master carpenters live in the back. One afternoon, the prepared birthday materials Someone took it away, and after dark, everyone in the longevity shop was asleep, only to hear someone knocking on the door outside. Banging on the door in the middle of the night, if you switch to another store, the clerk must be in a hurry, but there is a rule in the coffin shop and drug store, it doesn’t matter how late the customers come, and those who go to the coffin shop or drug store in the middle of the night to knock on the door, there must be someone at home. Life and death is a matter of life and death, so when the clerk hears the door call, he immediately puts on his clothes and gets up. There is a small flap on the door, which is also to guard against robbers. He does not open the door, but only opens the flap to look outside. Lanterns, it is said that someone died in a certain family, so I asked the store to prepare birthday materials quickly. It is the dog days, and the dead can’t hold on, so they are waiting to use it, and they must be taken away tomorrow. up. As soon as the people in the longevity material shop saw that the business was over, they all got up to work and lit the lamps in the back room. The two carpenters immediately prepared the materials for nailing the coffin, and the two men followed suit. They were all busy there, according to the usual practice. Son, when you get up to work at night, the boss has to prepare breakfast, not the usual breakfast, there must be fish and meat, rice and white wine, after work, eat and drink enough to catch up on sleep, Bai Sihu saw that there was no room for him to intervene , I went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables. At this time, when I was talking, it was the fourth watch before the fifth watch, the cock crowed at the fifth watch, and the fourth watch was in the middle of the night before dawn. After leaving the Dashuigou in Ximenli, there is a vegetable market. After the fifth watch, there are farmers who drive carts and sell vegetables. If you want to catch up early, you can only go to this place. The thunderstorm and the torrential rain made him drenched, and he hurried to find a place to hide from the rain. There were not many residents in the Dashuigou area. Some old houses were left over from the end of the Qing Dynasty. There was a dilapidated house on the side of the road, and the wooden door was tied with hemp rope. Then, the house was dark and the lights were dim. It should be an empty room where no one lives. He immediately untied the hemp rope, pushed open the door and hid in the house, but he couldn't close the door when he wanted to close it. The strong wind and heavy rain outside caused the broken door to hit the wall. There was originally a copper lock on the door, but someone pried it off, leaving two holes. Lightning flashed, and he saw that the walls of the house were empty, covered with dust, and there was only one earthen kang, so he squatted on the earthen kang, closed his eyes and waited for the rain to subside. There was a chill, and at the same time he heard someone walking back and forth in the room. He opened his eyes and saw a woman in a circle with her head bowed. Bai Sihu was terrified. He squatted on the kang, opened his mouth and stared, and didn't dare to move a little. A woman in the room suddenly walked in front of him. He saw this woman's face was as white as paper, with long hair, Sticking out a tongue, Bai Sihu was at a loss for what to do. Seeing the woman's tongue sticking out, he immediately dodged aside. The tongue licked his left ear. The hemp rope holding the door was soaked in water, and it became more and more entangled. I couldn't push it open in a hurry, so I had to smash open the window with my head, and threw myself outside with the window, and immediately passed out. rescued him, but his left ear was bloody. Afterwards, I learned that a woman hanged herself in this house a few years ago. The dilapidated house has been vacant until now. Hu was frightened by this, and his mind began to become abnormal. Soon the coffin shop closed down, and the carpenters in the shop went their separate ways. I heard that Bai Sihu changed his career to become a butcher, and he never opened a coffin shop again. More than ten years ago, when Zhuang Badai was selling offal, he heard two carpenters in the coffin shop mention this matter. Bai Sihu did not know how to do carpentry, and the mark on his left ear was not a birthmark from birth. My son is very talkative, what to say, when I think of it, I told Master Guo again, and I heard the two carpenters say that there are rumors outside that there is a treasure in the old house of the coffin shop, which was buried by the ancestors of the Bai family. Treasure, leave a message for future generations, one day you will not be able to eat, and you are not allowed to sell these two main houses. Calculated according to the year, in the year of Gengzi, Tianjin City was demolished, and the Bai family picked up bricks from the old city to build a house. It was the house built by Bai Sihu's grandfather. The secret of the treasure has not been handed down. No one knows what treasure is in the house, let alone Bai Sihu. He once dug three feet in the ground at home, but found nothing. Bai Sihu's coffin shop has insiders, and he can't stop the big deficit. Although he has a bad mind, he still remembers what his ancestors told him. He left two main houses unsold, but he never found anything. Those two rooms were in the Liangdian alley, not far from the North Railway Station. Anyway, he lived in that area before liberation, and the eighth generation of Zhuang didn't know anything about it. The speaker is unintentional, but the listener is interested. How does Master Guo listen? How does he feel that Bai Sihu is the murderer he is looking for? The coffin shop, so familiarity is a treasure. If you don’t know Zhuang Basai, people are willing to tell him the old things about Chen Zhima and rotten millet. How can you know that the murderer’s left ear is not a birthmark. It's all wrong, no wonder you can't find out. Master Guo thanked the eighth generation of Zhuang, got up and went home. The next morning, he and Ding Mao went to the North Station to inquire. He has a heavy mouth, eats a lot of salt, and has no abnormal behavior. Master Guo found out and didn't dare to startle the snake. He went back and told Lao Liang that there was a white tiger in the grain store alley of Beizhan, and it was probably the murderer who planed and robbed. Although Lao Liang trusted Master Guo, this matter was rather difficult. "Pulling adzes and robbing" had been spread in Tianjin Wei for more than ten years, and at least twenty or thirty people were killed before and after, which made the people uneasy. , After dark, no one dared to go to the remote places around, but this murderer committed crimes irregularly, never left a living, and arrested for ten years with no results. Man, if you don't find out the murder weapon of planing and robbing, how can you believe that Bai Sihu did it? However, it is too easy for Guan Yier to check a person. He knocked on the door of Bai Sihu's house in the name of checking his household registration. , Bai Sihu suddenly bumped into the man and fled. The police sent saw that this man was a guilty conscience, so he chased after him alone. The man who stayed behind went into the house to check. Feeling strange and puzzled, he looked on the kang again wondering, and there was a white person lying there, who looked like a snowman, and when he looked closely, it was a female corpse covered in salt and frost. This case is serious. The police militia patrol team and even the garrison dispatched no less than seven or eight hundred people, divided into several groups to hunt down the escaped Bai Sihu. There was nowhere to run, and finally caught him in a stinky ditch. , more than 20 people fumbled in the stinking ditch for another two days, and found the planing adze thrown by Bai Sihu. Aroused malicious intentions, he bought a planing adze and carried it on his body. He went to where he committed crimes. Once he killed a woman from other places. Seeing that the woman was quite beautiful, he brought the dead woman home while it was dark. Sleeping with the female corpse every day, a year later, the dead corpse became pregnant, and later it appeared to be rotten. I was afraid that the neighbors would notice the smell of the corpse, so I pickled it with big salt. I heard rumors that Master Guo was coming to get him, and my heart was broken. Xia was panicked and at a loss, the female corpse gave him an idea, asking him to place an incense stick on the tablet of Master Guo, praying for a few days that this person would die, but he was arrested and brought to justice just a few days later. Lao Liang thinks the confession is very weird, which shows that Bai Sihu has deep superstitious thoughts, how can the female corpse give birth to a child, and give this person advice?Besides, putting incense on a board can make people worship to death, how can there be such a thing in the world?The woman Bai Sihu tore down must have been brain-dead at first, but her body was still alive. Later, her body became pregnant and her body rotted and smelled. She was really dead at that time, because Bai Sihu didn't know what happened. It is already a dead body. The folks call a brain-dead person a living corpse. He is right to say so. As for Bai Sihu's claim that the female corpse suddenly spoke a few days ago, he must have come up with his own wild imagination. How to approve the arrest and how to obey the law is nothing to worry about. As for the female corpse in Bai Sihu's house, did it really speak on the day of the Dragon Boat Festival, and it gave Bai Sihu advice, and made a plank to worship Master Guo? Let me tell you this, the female corpse is wrapped in salt and frost, it is impossible to speak out, but it is not that Bai Sihu heard it wrong, don't forget, there is something in the old house in the alley of Bai Sihu's grain room store, no matter how you look for it I can’t find it out, but it’s not the female corpse who was talking to him, but someone else. If it’s a short story, the case of “planing adze robbery” is solved, the murderer pleaded guilty, and we should end here, He God's story is a long story, and there is a cause and effect in it. When it comes to the latter document "the haunted house in Liangfang Hutong", the front button can be untied. In those two years, there was a lot of discussion in the streets and alleys, and it was rumored that Master Guo had solved three strange cases in a row: "Hedi radio station, human skin bomb, planing adze robbery". The smuggling of tobacco and soil was passed around, and somehow it was passed on to plant bombs in children's stomachs. Anyway, the more they covered it, the more bizarre it was spread in society. The "planing and robbery" case itself is strange, Bai Sihu is hiding at home, no one would think that it is him, he went to find Master Guo by some strange coincidence, so he deserves to die, he deserves to die. Bai Sihu is also doing evil deeds. He murdered a woman from other places and took her home as his wife. It is said that the woman gave birth to a child for him. The legend of a zombie wife and ghost child in the haunted house in Liangfangdian Hutong spread. , Those two houses were sealed off, and people said it was a haunted house. The residents around thought that there was a female corpse lying next door for so many years. Not scared?So everything that should be moved has been moved away. There were not many residents in the Liangdian Hutong, but this shock made it more than half empty. In the old days, the name of the place was random. There used to be a government-run grain house in Liangdian Hutong, so it is called Liangdian Hutong. The full name is Liangfangdian Hutong. The plantation, with its open lake, was changed to Beining Park in 1931 in the 20th year of the Republic of China. In the 1950s and 1960s, people still used the old name of "Ningyuan". Bai Sihu's family lived in Ningyuan Liangfang Hutong, Beizhan. After he was arrested and shot, the property was confiscated and a seal was posted on the door. There were not many residents around. Later, Beining Park expanded the lake and demolished many old houses. Bai Sihu虎的两间房也在那时候拆掉了，这全是后话，暂且按下不表。 白四虎家中的女尸，死了不下十年，解放前来逃难的外地人多，兵荒马乱，查不出身份了，死尸送去火化，粮店胡同的房子帖了封条，此案算是告一段落，社会上不明真相的人多，仍是谣言四起，说什么的都有。 郭师傅不敢居功，这不是他一个人能破的案子，也轮不到他立功，一九五四年六月底枪毙了白四虎，社会治安越来越稳定，郭师傅的运气说不上好，也说不上坏，日子一天天的过去，转眼到了一九五七年，连降暴雨，海河水位猛涨，到得一九五八年夏季，气候反常，连续几个月没有降雨，酷暑闷热，下河游野泳的人多，接二连三地淹死人。 有一天郭师傅在河上打捞浮尸，忙完了回到家，太累了，睡得很早，半夜听外屋有声响，他以为进来贼了，穿上鞋出来看，一看外屋没人，可一抬头，瞧见墙上的灶王爷画像，把他惊出一身冷汗，画中的灶王爷和灶王奶奶脸变了。 那是毛茸茸的两张怪脸，四个黑溜溜的眼珠子来回乱转，郭师傅抓起鞋子扔过去，就见两个毛色苍黄的东西，打从灶台上跳下，由门底缝隙间钻出去逃走了，原来是两只大狐狸蹲在灶台上。 郭师傅看鞋子扔在了灶王爷画像上，这还了得，赶紧用手去擦鞋印，怎知画像在墙上贴了多年，画纸已经糟了，用手一抹，画像便碎了，再也不可能恢复原状。 前几年他在庄八辈儿的摊子上吃羊杂碎，用火筷子捅倒一只狐狸崽子，到底是不是这东西上门寻仇，却也无从追究，反正八仙灶的风水破了，恐怕不是祥瑞之兆，但他无论如何也料想不到，“粮房胡同凶宅”里的东西要出来了。