MYSTERY OF THE NIGHT STREET

Tying with red thread

"Please.."

The satay seller brought a plate containing burned goat satay "For what to eat at home, eat something must depend on the atmosphere."

The seller of goat satay was a 35-year-old fat man.

He beckoned us, we followed his eyes.

A beautiful woman was standing at a crossroads, she was wearing a white dress, with a tall body shape and a beautiful face.

It's just that her stomach looks big, like she's pregnant.

He kept saying "Who is kind, help me bury my father-in-law"

The satay seller gave the codes that every man understood.

Mr. Rio said "What is this?"

The satay seller said "The husband of the woman was a gambling man, until the house was mortgaged so that he could continue gambling, until his father himself was upset to hang and died on the spot, her husband immediately ran away, left her with the child in the womb of his wife, had no place to stay, anyone who wanted to accept it, he would have been willing."

Maybe she realized we were talking about it.

The woman turned to us and said, "Who is kind, help me bury my father-in-law."

She is indeed beautiful, also looks very meek.

Rio and I are sad.

Such a beautiful woman why luck so unfortunate, really could not bear to see it.

Mr. Rio was a callous person, he fumbled his pants pocket and found several hundred thousand pieces of money, despite not being able to accept the woman, but at least being able to help her in material matters.

When he walked halfway, he turned around.

His facial expression was unpleasant to look at, starting to pale.

I asked "Why?"

He said "You said ghosts don't shadow, is that true?"

I nodded my head.

The expression on his face looked very scared, I immediately came to my senses and asked "You mean?"

Mr. Rio shook his head quickly, hinting me not to continue with the words.

I closed my eyes until the vision became dark.

Raising his hands and rubbing his eyebrows slowly, a red light appeared on both ends of his legs.

When I opened my eyes, I made a clear vision towards his feet, then it was seen that his legs were tied to a red thread, deserved I did not move in the slightest.

He again said, "Whoever is kind, help me to bury my father-in-law."

There are people who tie the legs of the corpse so that the spirit can not go anywhere.

This was one of the rules in ancient times.

Mostly to punish the wife who had cheated, when she died, her legs would be tied with a red thread, so that she would always wait at home, in order to penetrate all her mistakes.

The development of the times has reached this point, but there are still those who do this.

It's totally immoral.

I told this matter to Mr. Rio, this strict police and justice enforcer was instantly enraged.

Mr. Rio said "Is there a way to counter it?"

I said, "Simple as it is, go find the corpse and the red thread scissors."

We heard from the satay seller that the woman was named Ing, her house was located in building number 1 next to the intersection where she was standing, about what floor the number was, we all clearly do not know.

The soft voice again sounded "Who is kind, help me to bury my Father-in-law."

I asked Mr. Rio "How do people here take care of a corpse?"

Mr. Rio said "Cremation of course."

After saying that, Mister Rio was silent for a few moments, and felt the strange thing "Are his father-in-law's corpses not cremated? It seems impossible, even if it does not have enough costs, there are special organizations engaged in this field."

I asked "The corpse wasn't burned either."

I'm sure about this, if the body is burned, then the red thread will definitely be charred, his legs will not be tied like that anymore.

So, surely the body wasn't burned.

Mister Rio looked at the direction my gaze occasionally fixed on the Pagoda tree, he asked anxiously, "What's wrong?"

Suddenly a boy appeared playing ball under the tree.

He played with great joy, counting. Occasionally the ball missed and rolled into the middle of the road.

The ball that was grinding was emitting a very creepy red light.

He chases the ball with a laughing mouth, calling out "Uncle, help me get the ball."

Coincidentally, the ball rolled towards the edge of our table.

Mr. Rio smiled and immediately bowed and wanted to take the ball, I immediately checked it "Don't take it."

Mr. Rio was puzzled by my actions, with an sorry face smiling at the boy, Mr. Rio then turned his head and spoke to me "What the hell, just help him take the ball away."

I said, "If you take the ball, you'll be with him forever."

Rio sir was shocked.

The little boy took the ball and went back under the pagoda tree, and played with the ball while counting.

Mr. Rio said frantically "How come?"

I said, "Today is a ghost day, a day with negative energy and the worst of weather, where the energy in the human body will be weak, we better get going, if you're unlucky and in trouble, then regret is useless."

Mr. Rio nodded his head tensely, then called the satay seller to calculate the price of our food.

I asked the satay seller "What time is it closed?"

The satay seller replies, "Before a second, usually at 2 or 3 in the morning."

I said, "It's better to close early today."

The satay seller smiled and nodded his head.

Arriving at the inn, the time had already shown at 3 o'clock, after taking a bath, Rio and I were getting ready to sleep.

Whether because of fear or too much trouble that passed today, Mr. Rio did not go to sleep, he continued to talk to me.

I'm so sleepy, "Be quick to sleep, don't forget tomorrow, find Ing's body."

Mr. Rio said "Just calm down, there's no need for you to say that I remember either."

I said, "Police duty is too much, I'm afraid you've forgotten."

Mr. Rio's words were also heard by Ing, if Mr. Rio did not do it, then it was the same as unbelievable, for Ing, it was a lie against him.

Lying to humans is fine, but if it's up to lying to ghosts.."

The next day, we were woken up by the waiter from the inn, when we saw the wall clock, the time was already 09:00.

We took a shower in a hurry and got out of the inn.

Enter us into a noodle restaurant next to the inn for breakfast first.

The price for a bowl of noodles here is 10 thousand.

Fortunately, Mr. Rio paid.

After eating, Mr. Rio will leave for work soon, he gave me the keys to his house and offered to stay for a few days there.

In accordance with the address given, I arrived at the Flower Park area.

He lives in building number 05 and house number 250.

The direction of the building was quite good, the lighting was lacking, and some lights in the hallways were not lit.

I pulled out the key and just wanted to open the door.

Suddenly a voice came from behind "Sir Rio, how is my granddaughter's case progressing?"

I was shocked and turned around quickly.

An old Grandma was standing there, she was so thin, her facial skin was wrinkled, with the ball almost jumping out, it was shocking.

I said, "Grandma, you're wrong."

The old grandmother looked at me for a moment, then said "If she's back, please ask her how my granddaughter's case is progressing."

Finished saying, The grandmother turned around and walked towards her house.

In front of his house lies a burning barrel and traces of melted candles.

I asked "Grandma, how do I call Grandma?"

He did not hear, opened the door and went inside the house.

As she opened the door, a red glow was seen emanating from inside her house, I caught a glimpse, it seemed like the Grandmother was worshipping a god.

This is not rarely found.

Many old Grandmothers asked the expert to install an altar of god worship in her house.

In this way, people do not need to bother to the temple anymore, if there is something to predict, then just spread incense in his house.

It also has to do with one thing.

Charity and development money.

Everyone knows that charity and development money should not be used arbitrarily, if many worship then the funds collected will also be more and more, on the other hand this Grandmother also has no other source of income, this money will be used automatically.

Used to support his children and grandchildren.

It is said that if you use the money, the offspring will not progress and develop, it will only continue to be unlucky and unlucky.

And in the end he himself will be able to pay and have no backrest.

When opening the door of Mr. Rio's house, everything is different from what I imagined, inside it has been swept so clean, all the household supplies are neatly arranged.

This is not at all like the house of a bachelor man.

I sat on the couch in the house and turned on the TV.

At this hour there is no exciting TV show, I also thought of the book given by Grandpa Buta, in the book hidden gold writings that must be understood well, I think, I haven't read this book until I'm done either.

I started reading it again.

In the book not only tells the experience when he caught a ghost, including also discussing the profession of people who are experts on this.

People refer to this profession as Swordsman.

When the Mo dynasty was victorious, when the reign was reaching its peak, 9 famous warrior families emerged.

One of them was Ye's family.

The Ye family specialized in this field, His family ancestor was once one of the disciples of the Gods.

And Mr. Lee is just a name for them.

It is from all these historical origins that Blind Grandpa learned of Mr. Lee's position, but in fact Mr. Lee was still too young.

Is it still that young to be able to lead and lead people in the influence of bad energy?"

I'm beginning to suspect that Mr. Lee did it.

But his skills are proven, so it is likely that he is.

Right or not, I have to find him.

Triingg !!! Triingg !!!

The phone beside the sofa suddenly rang.

I raised it, I heard Mr. Rio's voice "Ryung, Mr. Hen is sick, what a strange pain, all over his body was sweating cold sweat, he kept delirious and unconscious."

I said, "Find the doctor if Mr. Hen is sick."

Mr. Rio said frantically "The doctor will not understand his current state either, instead of you understanding, let's think how."

I said "There's no way, but, I can't just cure the disease, I have to pay."

Mr. Rio said "Ryung, I already consider you a good friend, why are you still talking about money with me?"

I said, "Brothers still pay."

Mr. Rio suppressed the anger within and said "Tell me, how much?"

I said "According to the standard of payment to exorcise demons and unlucky for 2 million, as a good friend I give you a discount of 500 thousand, so just 1.5 million."

Mister Rio instantly shouted "1.5 million !!! Why don't you just go rob the bank."

I said, "You can find someone else."

Mr. Rio immediately continued, "Just 1.5 million."

Mr. Hen has been escorted to the nearest hospital and Mr. Rio immediately came to pick me up in a police car.

I got into the car and asked, "Where's the money?"

Mister Rio took out a pile of money from the bag with an annoyed expression.

I received the money and counted it, exactly 1.5 million, after which I took out 500 thousand and gave it to Mr. Rio.

He looked at me confusedly and said "What does this mean ?"

I said "Just now I saw the list of house rental prices in the under-building agency, and I know that the rental price for the house is 1 million, here there are 500 thousand, and I know that the rental price for the house is 1 million, count as my rent this month."

Mister Rio laughed as he accepted the money "Basic!!!."

I said, "Let's go, we go to the market first."