Entering the gate, it was only a small courtyard, not quite the same as the living room of an ordinary house, in the middle of which was placed an incense burner and an offering table, on which were neatly placed slender brushes, inkstones, and a stack of yellow table paper.

Li Qisi stopped, he, a seemingly rude man, actually leaned over and took a brush to write.

Chen Tianyu watched silently, and was surprised to find that Li Qisi wrote traditional characters, and the font was correct, and the strokes were very skillful.

It is said that Li Cun is the only one who can pick up a pen and write, but Li Qisi is also a master, but why should he hide himself everywhere? If this mystery is not revealed, the case will only become more confusing.

About ten minutes later, Li Qisi had already inscribed his appeal, and the two were smoking cigarettes and waiting for Li Qihuai and others to offer their offerings, and Chen Tianyu was hesitating where to start to understand the truth.

It was only at this time that he really realized that he not only underestimated Li Qisi, but also said that he did not know anything about him, and he had never talked in depth.

Even if Yiting's father let himself, an outsider, accompany him, Li Qisi did not clearly express his objections, and in this case, if he didn't want to ask, he would be in his chest.

With the identity of the patriarch of Li Qisi and the obvious ability to deal with things, it must be the latter-that is, he has already seen the fire, and he is only short of speaking.

For this kind of deliberately reserved attitude, Chen Tianyu feels that he has no way to start, and if he says it lightly, others will ignore you, and if he says something bad, it may also cause unnecessary vigilance and counterattack.

So the two of them smoked cigarettes without any communication, each with complicated thoughts.

Coincidentally, at this time a young man hurriedly walked in, and when he saw the two standing solemnly in the courtyard, the young man let out a heavy gasp.

"Uncle, you are really here, let me find ......" The person who came was Li Fuqi, the village party secretary, who had been busy enough these days, and he would take the lead in handling Li Qiwen's funeral for a while, and at the end of the year, he would have to express his condolences to the people in difficulty on behalf of the government, and he would have to reasonably arrange the Spring Festival vacation and shift arrangement for the village cadres.

After getting the news of Li Qiumao's accidental death, everyone rushed to the scene to watch the excitement, he can't have a hot head, he has to do a good job of logistics support and unraveling work in Li Qiumao's house, there are still mother and daughter at home, they want to die or live!

How can people who watch the excitement know the hardships of the workers behind the scenes, but he is the village party secretary, others can be casual, but he can't.

In order to allow the criminal police team to carry out the first scene investigation smoothly, he wore out his lips and tried his best to persuade the fifth aunt and daughter to wait for the criminal police team to investigate the scene before going. The exhausted Li Fuqi didn't dare to slack off, turned his head and went straight to the mountain factory, seeing the tragic situation of the fifth uncle, he, a man with five big and three rough people, couldn't help crying.

I carefully asked a few people in Beiting, and learned that the uncle was confused, and regarded the murder as a ghost, and really looked for Xun Yuanchun, a god, so he hurried to see what was going on.

Li Fuqi breathed a sigh of relief, and then spoke: "Big ...... Uncle, this ...... This Xun Yuanchun can really figure it out...... Is the cause of the fifth uncle's death?"

Li Qisi glanced at him coldly, and said for a long time: "You don't have to worry about this." ”

Li Fuqi hurriedly said: "The criminal police team is here, everything will naturally fall into place, if this god stick is talking nonsense, then who should we believe?"

Chen Tianyu secretly praised that this village party secretary is really a principled person.

Li Qisi was unmoved, he said to himself: "Justice is in the hearts of the people." Whoever says it right, we will listen to whomever it is. ”

Li Fuqi said anxiously: "Uncle, now is a society under the rule of law, and pretending to be a ghost is outdated. Fifth Uncle died so miserably, we can't let him die in vain!"

"What do you know?!" Li Qisi obviously had a temper, his eyes widened, and his face was full of ferocity, "The affairs of our own village can only be solved by ourselves." You're naïve to expect outsiders! Fuqi, you're still young, and you won't understand some things for the time being......"

He paused, and then said: "I don't know if Xun Yuanchun is pretending to be a ghost, but his understanding of Luoshui Village is definitely much better than you, a scholar who has just graduated. ”

Li Fuqi is powerless to refute because it is a fact.