The wind is moving rapidly, the trees are verdant, although Tang Qi's expression has not changed, he is a little surprised in his heart, because Master Zheng...

When Tang Qi questioned the Zheng Wang clan just now, this Zheng master was still a little surprised, but this Zheng Wang clan was deceived into revealing the truth, but he looked at the people in front of him with a calm face.

"You go first..."This old man Zheng waved away the courtyard, and then helped the fallen Zheng Wang to his feet, and sighed.

"This is the truth I've always wanted to hide"

He looked at Tang Qi with a calm face, and he couldn't see anything in his eyes at all, "Actually, I know everything, he really thinks that he can hide his reckless things from me?"

"Since you know everything, then why do you still let him do evil, so, so contempt for me?" This Zheng Wang clan was a little broken, I thought that it would continue like this, who knew that this Zheng family master was actually clear, but he just looked at it and didn't make a sound...

"Silly boy, I'm just this one son, this huge family business, I can't cheapen others..."Master Zheng patted Zheng Wang's shoulder, brushed off the fallen leaves on her shoulder, gentle voice, smiling, somehow, Tang Qi looked at this smiling face, as if he saw a demon from hell smiling...

"Don't touch me!" Zheng Wang frantically slapped Master Zheng's hand away, and with the collapse of emotions, his voice changed.

"Don't make trouble, silly boy, it's going to take you to cry again..." The tone was so steady, but under this calm face, there was darkness like an abyss. Zheng Wang's family didn't dare to make trouble, only dared to sobbed in a low voice...

The autumn water and dew are cold, and there are many diseases in the world

"Can you tell me about the real situation now?" Although Tang Qi sighed in his heart, he still had to ask what he should ask.

Although Zheng Wang was still crying, but the matter has come to this point, the fig leaf has been lifted, and there is nothing else to say, "I did not see the ghost god, but according to his instructions, I went to his residence at three o'clock, but I saw him fall to the ground on his back, with a frightened face, when I went to probe his nose, I found that he was dead, and at this time his maid happened to come, in order to cover up the purpose of going to his room, I had to make up a lie about the ghost god..."

Tang Qi was scheming in his heart, he might have approached the truth, of course, he couldn't be sure that what Zheng Wang said was the truth. But judging from the current clues, if it is all true, it is that the murderer has just appeared in the Zheng Mansion, and more than half of the murderer has appeared in the courtyard of the Qin family?

If there is no accident, the time clue can already be determined, but how did the murderer let this Second Young Master Zheng die, but the autopsy could not find any clues, this seems to be another difficult problem...

The sun sank three quarters, the Zhao family

It's still Mrs. Zhao who is busy, Tang Qi is good at everything, and in terms of cooking and housework, it is simply unsightly. And Zhao Weihuang, in ancient times, men were inferior to entering the house, even if men wanted to, but women would mostly prevent this behavior for the sake of fame. People who grew up in this environment probably don't have any hope...

As for Old Lady Zhao... With a son for three or five years, the family background can only be said to be average, and I don't want to remarry, it is estimated that I am used to this cooking in a helpless situation, of course, it is also related to the simple food culture of this era. This spiritual realm is a bit similar to the dynasties before the Song Dynasty, at this time, people would only cook and add salt in these two steps, and there was a big difference from the fine food culture in the future, after all, this was just an era when productivity only wanted to be full...

The early summer evenings are really pleasant, with colorful glow covering the entire sky, cool breezes driving away the heat of the sunset, and flocks of birds hovering over the rooftop eaves.

"Old lady Zhao, do you think something similar will happen tonight?"

The setting sun stained the two people standing in the courtyard red, and the latter did not answer immediately when he heard Tang Qi's doubts, he raised his head to face the sun that was about to sink below the horizon, "Alas, I have arranged a whole night of inspection, I can only say that I will do my best and obey the destiny of heaven..."

At this time, Mrs. Zhao was already a little tired, this whole day of cases, panic everywhere, on this day to calm down but with little effect, and in this case, dusk is approaching again...

It's night, Zheng House

Master Zheng suddenly woke up from his sleep, there was still some cold outside, but he was sweating profusely, looking frightened, he kept muttering, "The ghosts are coming to me, the ghosts are coming to me..."

His frightened and frightened appearance is not like a disguise, but his words and actions are so incomprehensible...

Three quarters of the hour

The Zheng Mansion is now brightly lit, and the guards raised by the family, the people who inspect the courtyard are all patrolling the yard with torches, and Tang Qi and the Zhao family father and son are here...

"What kind of madness is this Master Zheng?"

Zhao Weihuang was a little depressed, and at the moment, when everyone was asleep, a nursing home of the Zheng family suddenly came, saying that Master Zheng had a sign in his dream, and the ghosts and gods wanted to harm him, so he asked the Li Zheng family to help...

Not to mention Tang Qi, the successor of socialism in the new century, even a native like Zhao Weihuang feels that the dream world is strange and unbelievable, but he can't stand the old lady Zhao's trust, so he can only come over together...

Old lady Zhao pulled over an inspector, "Everything is good for inspection, don't be negligent." ”

"Lord Lizheng, don't worry, now in this small mansion, there are more than seventy or eighty inspectors, and they can't get in to ensure that not a single rat can escape..."

Old lady Zhao was stunned, and said, "That's good, that's good..."

"Old lady Zhao, why are you so nervous and obsessed with this absurd dream of Master Zheng?"

Tang Qi was a little puzzled, there seemed to be some hidden secrets in this...

This old lady Zhao was full of sadness, and wanted to say something, but in the end, it turned into an endless sigh, "Alas..."

"Zhao Lizheng, Master Zheng, please come over"

A nurse who came in a hurry said eagerly.

The long night is long, and it may be just a snap of a finger compared to the time when you are asleep, but it is a real torment for people who are waiting for the passage of time little by little, but know that they are dying...

Tang Qi and the father and son of the Zhao family rushed to Master Zheng's residence, and there were more than a dozen night watchmen holding torches standing at the door, but inside the door, they heard this Old Man Zheng's hysterical roar, "The ghost is coming! The ghost is coming! The ghost is coming! Where are you dying! Come and protect me! Come and protect me!"

Old Man Zhao did not pause at the door, and stepped in directly, and Tang Qi and the two hurriedly followed.

The lights and shadows in the room flickered, and only the old man Zheng was pacing in front of the table and stool, his expression was panicked, and he was completely different from the day, the most peculiar thing was his red eyes...

When Master Zheng saw someone coming in, he first retreated in fear, knocked down a few chairs, and then looked at the person carefully, and said with great joy, "Help me, help me... I was wrong, good, help me..."

He walked towards the three of them, but Tang Qi saw that he only had Old Man Zhao in his eyes...

"Good, help me! I don't want to die!"

He shouted something of unknown meaning, but the whole person pounced on Old Man Zhao.

Tang Qi was worried about the safety of this old man Zhao, so he dragged him back for a while, making this crazy old man Zheng pounce...

"It's too late, it's too late, good, why don't you save me, why don't you save me! I want you to die too, what kind of good are you! You are a hypocrite!"

Master Zheng, who was muttering to himself, suddenly shouted wildly, and the red glow in his eyes became even stronger.

I saw him suddenly turn around, pick up a short knife on the table, and rush directly again. A glint flashed in Tang Qi's eyes, and he took the initiative to unleash his martial arts from Ming. One stepped forward, his right hand pointed into a knife, and slammed down the short blade in Master Zheng's hand, and twisted his hands to prevent him from continuing to fight back.

"It's too late, it's too late... Haha, good, you're going to die eventually... Ha ha... It's coming for us... He really came to us...."

This old man Zheng still said some strange things in his mouth, but the strength on his arm became smaller and smaller...

Suddenly, Tang Qi felt that the arm he was holding in his hand was completely weak, and the whole person fell directly to the ground.

Tang Qi put down Master Zheng's hands in his hand, turned his head and asked, "Old Master Zhao, do you know what this Old Master Zheng just said?"

Old Lady Zhao couldn't bear to glance at Master Zheng who fell to the ground, and sighed again, "I'll tell you a story..."