Chapter 150: The Real Murderer Behind the Scenes
There are rules in the yang world, and there are rules in the underworld, no matter how powerful the person is, rashly changing the rules will lead to the common punishment of the yin and yang worlds.
From the violent death of the goddess to Zhang Delong's illness, Fang Ming felt at first that this was the punishment of the two worlds of yin and yang, Zhang Delong who was punished by the yang, and the goddess who was punished by the ghosts in the underworld.
But the moment he saw Zhang Delong, he knew that he had guessed wrong, and the real reason for Zhang Delong's illness was not like this at all.
"This is a conspiracy, a conspiracy against Zhang Delong from beginning to end. ”
Fang Ming's voice was cold, his face was iron-blue for the first time, he was a little glad that he finally relented and agreed to come with Zhang Quangen, otherwise how could he see the scene in front of him.
"I know you're confused when you hear me, but now is not the time to explain, I need something. ”
Fang Ming glanced at Zhang Quangen, and then looked at Hua Mingming and Hu Rong, "Cinnabar, yellow paper, Zen incense, incense burner, you Hu family just bought it, there should be leftovers now, I need these things now." ”
Hu Rong nodded and said he would go back and get it now.
"Hua Mingming, you go to the back mountain of the village to pick a bamboo for me, a bamboo about two meters high is fine, don't peel off the leaves. ”
Seeing Fang Ming's serious expression, Hua Mingming originally wanted to refute that he didn't come here to be called, but in the end, he still walked out of the room.
"As for you, do you have a firewood knife at home?"
"Yes. ”
Zhang Quangen nodded, in the era when every household used gas, his family still burned coal, and even if it was coal, he was reluctant to burn it, and he made tea and the like on weekdays with firewood cut from the back mountain.
"You go and sharpen the wood knife now, three times on the front and three times on the back, and then spit on it and continue to sharpen, in short, every six times. ”
After Fang Ming finished explaining Zhang Quangen, his eyes fell on Zhang Delong's body, first slowly untied the chains on Zhang Delong's body, and he didn't care about the unpleasant smell on the other party's body.
The chains were untied, Zhang Delong was still in a state of fainting, Fang Ming slowly helped him up, and then let him sit cross-legged, and at the same time placed his hands in front of the dantian, forming a meditative posture.
The difference is that Zhang Delong's hands are not stretched out flat, the middle finger and ring finger of his right hand are clasped in the palm of his hand, and the left and right thumbs and index fingers are bent together to form an OK gesture.
Although Zhang Delong fainted, his body was still very stiff, and it took Fang Ming a lot of time to put it in this posture, so when Fang Ming finished it, Hua Ming also came back with four or five bamboos.
"Oh, what are you trying to do when you old man is sharpening his knife? You wouldn't have done anything to Fang Ming, would you?"
Zhang Quangen does not have a whetstone at home, so he directly uses bluestone to sharpen his knife on the bluestone ridge at the door, and the bluestone has long been extremely smooth after so many years of trampling, although it is not as effective as the whetstone, but as long as the direction and strength are correct, it can also play the role of sharpening the knife.
"Don't be poor, come in quickly. ”
Fang Ming shouted directly, Hua Mingming walked in with the bamboo on his shoulder, put a few bamboos on his shoulders to the ground, and said, "I don't know what kind of bamboo you want, so I picked a few more, there should be what you need." ”
The four or five bamboos on the ground are of different sizes, but the longest will not exceed three seconds, and the shortest will not be less than one meter five.
"Come and watch him, and call me if there's any movement. ”
Fang Ming motioned for Hua Mingming to stare at Zhang Delong, but when Hua Mingming heard this, his head shook as fast as a rattle, what kind of joke, approaching a person who had a tendency to go crazy and might wake up and go crazy at any time, he would not go over if he was killed.
"A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. Hua Ming said eloquently.
"You're standing in the doorway now to be truly under the wall, and I can tell you that the closer you get to him in the room, the safer it is. ”
"You didn't lie to me?"
Hua Ming looked at Fang Ming with suspicion, mainly because before Fang Mingkeng deceived him about his crime, he had just deceived him into holding a rooster and shouting in the mountains for a long time.
At that time, he really thought that he had a lot of role, and his feelings were that this matter was out of the Hu family, and any outsider could do it.
"You can stand there if you don't believe it. ”
Fang Ming pursed his lips, walked to the door by himself, picked out one of these bamboos, and then took out a bowl from the cupboard in the room, picked off all the bamboo leaves on this bamboo and put them in the bowl and chopsticks.
Seeing that Fang Ming really didn't bother with himself anymore, Hua Mingming's eyes rolled a few times, as if he was considering the credibility of Fang Ming's words, and after half a sound, he finally took steps towards Zhang Delong, but stopped when he was still two meters away from Zhang Delong.
"Keep this safe distance, even if he suddenly wakes up and goes berserk, I will have time to escape. Hua Ming snorted lightly, his eyes first stared at Zhang Delong, but it was inevitable that he was a little bored after a long time, but finally his eyes were cast on Fang Ming's body, and of course, the afterglow would sweep towards Zhang Delong from time to time.
At this moment, Fang Ming put all the leaves into the bowl, and then picked up a spoon and hammered the leaves like this, just like some pharmacists chiseled herbs.
Soon, there was bamboo leaf juice at the bottom of the bowl, and finally these bamboo leaves were chiseled and fished out, and the juice in the bowl was also about three centimeters.
Half an hour passed like this, and when Hu Rong arrived again in his car, arriving with a large bag of things in his hand, Fang Ming also stopped and completed the action in his hand.
"Master Fang, I brought you everything you wanted. ”
"Well, hard work. ”
Fang Ming nodded and shouted at Zhang Quangen outside the door, "Come in." ”
Zhang Quangen walked in with a machete, more than half an hour, although the machete was not completely smoothed, but it was much sharper than the original, not to mention that Zhang Quangen had been using this firewood knife, and it was quite sharp.
"Zhang Quangen, let me ask you, are you not afraid of anything in order to save your son?" Fang Ming looked at Zhang Quanhe and asked in a deep voice.
"Hmm. ”
"Then if a tiger comes and eats your son at this moment, do you dare to fight with him with a firewood knife. ”
"Dare!"
Although he was in his sixties, at this moment, Zhang Quangen still clenched the firewood knife in his hand and replied without hesitation: "I dare, if it wants to hurt my son, it has to step over my corpse." ”
"Good. ”
Fang Ming nodded, then looked at Hu Rong and Hua Mingming again, "I know you have many doubts in your hearts, now I will tell you the truth of this matter." ”
"The reason why Zhang Delong has become what he is is is is completely a conspiracy, and this conspiracy was designed by the goddess. ”
Hearing Fang Ming's words, Hua Mingming and Hu Rong were not the most surprised, but Zhang Quangen was the most shocked, because he had always regarded the goddess as his family's life-saving benefactor, and he was deeply remorseful for being involved in the goddess.
But now, the Master Fang in front of him told him that all the things that happened to his son were caused by the goddess, and this huge contrast made him unable to digest and accept it for a while.
"Don't worry, I'll tell you why, but I'm sure you'll believe what I'm saying after I've asked you a few questions. ”
Zhang Quangen's reaction was expected by Fang Ming, and he didn't care, he just asked in a deep voice: "First question, where is that midwife, how long has she been in the village?"
"The midwife is a foreigner, and she has been in our village for more than half a year, and she has delivered dozens of babies not only to our village but also to pregnant women in other nearby villages, and her reputation is very good. ”
"Yes, then you are thinking about it carefully, did the midwife appear in your village after your wife became pregnant?"
Zhang Quangen thought for a moment and replied: "It seems that this is really the case, before my wife became pregnant, I had never heard of the midwife." ”
"Fang Ming, do you mean that the midwife came to this village because his wife was pregnant, and the reason why she became a midwife was to deliver his wife later. Hua Ming understood the meaning of Fang Ming's words and asked.
"That's right. Fang Ming nodded and continued: "But I know that this alone can't explain anything, but you are carefully recalling, is everything normal before your wife gives birth? A normal pregnant woman, and she is also a rural woman who often works in the fields in the village, this physical fitness is not bad, under normal circumstances, there are a few people who will encounter bleeding, not to mention that it is so coincidental that this midwife knows that there is a goddess who can save people." ”
Fang Ming had a sneer on his face, "Or think about it again, after your son survives, will that midwife still stay in your village?"
Zhang Quangen was stunned, because the midwife had never appeared in the village since then, but because the midwife was a doctor who had been established as a health center in the village at that time, the villagers didn't pay much attention to it, and only transferred to other places.
"Obstetrics, your wife gave birth to you, a man, can't go in, so you don't know what happened in the delivery room, and then you were too busy saving the child to observe your wife's body, I believe that the last funeral was also done for you by the goddess. ”
"Well, the goddess said that my wife can't handle the funeral according to the general funeral, so she ordered me to do it from the burial to the burial. ”
"So, from the time your wife died to the time she was buried, I believe you didn't have time to take a closer look at your wife's body, and you didn't know that although your wife died of hemorrhage, it was not because of dystocia and hemorrhage, but because of the hemorrhage caused by the deliberate murder of someone, and the murderer was the midwife. ”
"However, that midwife is just an accomplice, when your wife is pregnant, there is already a pair of eyes secretly staring at your wife, that person is the real mastermind behind the scenes, and that person is the goddess whom you respect and feel guilty. ”