If you show your kindness for nothing, you are either a traitor or a thief. No wonder this guy is so enthusiastic. He has been asking for us for a long time.

"Old Xie, please speak up if you have something to do. I will definitely help if you can." I said too much before, and I was trapped in at once, so I could only bite the bullet and pretend to be tough.

When Director Xie saw me agree, he was overjoyed, "Others really can't help this except you."

"Tell me what's wrong, don't go around in circles." The King Kong Cannon was ignored for a long time and couldn't hold it in.

"This, this..." Director Xie stammered and looked embarrassed.

"It's okay, he is my junior brother, not an outsider. Just say anything if you have anything." I was eager to know what this guy begged me. But I already vaguely felt that it should be a more difficult thing. Otherwise, the dignified police station director would not have been so silly begging others.

"Have you eaten?" Director Xie suddenly said this.

"I've had lunch." King Kong Cannon answered again.

"Let's go out for dinner first. Let's talk at the dinner table. This is not a place to talk." Director Xie said and opened the door.

"Old Xie, just say whatever you have. I will do it if you can." King Kong Pao and I followed Director Xie into a dumpling restaurant. Murong Zhuifeng and Bai Lang enjoyed special treatment and took the police car to the hotel.

"That's right, if it weren't for you today..." The sauerkraut dumplings didn't plug King Kong's mouth, and they would reveal their fill as soon as they opened their mouths. I hurriedly kicked him under the table.

Who knew that when he arrived at the dinner table, Director Xie stopped talking about the serious business. He kept telling us the old days, drinking beer with King Kong Cannon, and then told us the truth after he had enough wine and meals.

It turned out that this guy responded to the call for the development of the country's western region last year and took the initiative to ask for transfer to the ** work. In fact, the purpose was very obvious, and he wanted to follow the curve of promotion. Although the working environment was a little harder after coming to **, he fulfilled his wish and was promoted twice in a row and became the police station director.

Who knew that after a few days of taking office, the three fires had not been burned out before the matter was done. The township where he was located was called Guori Township, and residents of the jurisdiction lived in a mixed village of Tibetans and Han. The place where the accident happened was the Tibetan village called Ershilipu. Originally, Ershilipu was a very remote village, but later, because the state supported the development of the western region, many roads were built in ** and other places, one of which passed through the hill at the entrance of Ershilipu Village.

"It's a good thing to build a road!" King Kong Pao picked his teeth and inserted his mouth with a toothpick.

"The thing happened on this road." Director Xie looked helpless. "Since the road was built last year, the evil things in Ershilipu Village have come. People have to die every now and then. Later, the villagers panicked and went to the temple to ask the lama. The old lama told them that there was a monster under the mountain dug when the road was built. The mountain was dug, and the evil spirit came out, so people died."

"What monster?" I picked up the water cup and asked.

"How could I know? The village is full of Tibetans. I can't understand what I say at all. I have to find someone to interpret it." Director Xie smiled bitterly and stretched out his hand. "These guys really listened to the old lama. They filled the road up in the middle of the night when they led mules and horses. How high could the village agree? They sent us to catch a few leads."

The next day, before dawn, Director Xie came, pulled Jingang Pao and I to eat breakfast, and drove to the 24-literpu with several policemen in the station.

Because we were not going there, Murong Zhuifeng and Bailang were still staying in the hotel to watch our luggage, and the food was delivered by the hotel owner himself.

After traveling north for more than twenty miles, we saw the twenty-liter pue mentioned by Director Xie. The village is not big, surrounded by mountains on three sides. There is a road built from north to south at the entrance of the village. There are many vehicles blocking the road, and a large forklift is busy cleaning up the soil accumulated on the road.

"Where is that horn?" After getting off the bus, Director Xie pointed at the fork leading to the village with his finger.

I looked closely and found that there was an old trumpet wearing a lama robe sitting upright in a simple shed with her eyes closed.

"Old Yu, there is indeed something below!" When I looked at the lama, the King Kong Cannon was not idle either. I looked at the breath around me and finally found something strange under the road.

"He has a problem too!" I pointed at the old lama "Old Niu, do you look at his breath like a living person?"

The old lama under the straw hut not only did not have the auspicious energy that Buddhist monks should have, but also had a strong gray aura wrapped around his body, but there was still a little yellow aura on his chest.

"The ghost is on the body?" The King Kong Cannon raised his nose and looked unkind.

I slowly shook my head, "No, if the ghost is on his body, the whole body should be full of black air, and there is still a yellow air on his chest. Besides, the gray air surrounding him is not like the symptoms of possession of a ghost."

As I said that, I walked towards the straw hut. When I reached a few steps away from the straw hut, the old lama, who was sitting cross-legged, opened his eyes.

The lama in front of him is quite old, probably not even eighty or seventy, with a face full of dust, his clothes on his body are worn out, his beard covers his mouth, and his eyes are not full of spirit. It seems that he has been staying here all these days.

The old lama opened his eyes and saw Jingang Pao and I smiled, waved to a middle-aged man who looked like a villager standing outside the straw shed, and whispered a few Tibetan words. Then he closed his eyes again.

After hearing the Lama's words, the middle-aged man looked at me and King Kong Pao in confusion, turned around and ran back to the village.

"What did he say?" Director Xie turned around and asked a policeman who knew Tibetan language next to him.

"He asked the villager to go back and call the village chief, and he said he was going back to the temple." The police officer whispered.

"It's over, Lao Yu. I'm going back and asking someone to beat us up." King Kong Pao said half-jokingly. The middle-aged man who had run back to the village had no good eyes when he looked at us.

"No, what are the police here afraid of?" I said, not thinking that way. The conflict between the villagers and the police seemed to be quite deep, and it is not impossible to really beat someone up. I quietly winked at the King Kong Cannon and pinched Fengxing Jue's finger tip at him, meaning: If something really happens, let's run away.

"Hello, Master." I politely bowed to the lama in front of me. The old lama opened his eyes and smiled at me, then closed his eyes again.

The time was not long, and a group of villagers ran over with a shout, followed by a carriage. The villagers came to us and shouted something at the police station's police station's police station. It was probably because they misunderstood the arrival of the police station and drove the old lama away.

The old lama, who had been silent, opened his eyes and waved to a village chief, called him closer, pointed at me and Jingangpao and muttered a few words, then stood up, walked up to give us another salute, turned around and took the carriage, and a young man took it away.

King Kongpao and I looked at each other. We didn't understand what the old lama said at all. This left us even more confused.

The policeman who knew Tibetan language came up. "The old lama just said to the village chief that the person who helped them came, he could go back..."
Chapter completed!