Xu Wenbin and his entourage brought Father Yang and Li Xiumei to identify the body, but because the deceased was unrecognizable, Father Yang and Li Xiumei were difficult to identify for a while.

Li Xiumei didn't know what Yang Yulang was doing outside, but the mandarin duck embroidery was not on Yang Yulang, she felt that there was a lot of article in it.

In order to find out everything in it, Li Xiumei asked Xu Wenbin, who was dressed in cloth, about Yang Yulang's situation.

"To tell you the truth, I am Xu Wenbin, the acting county magistrate of Taiping County, in the middle of the night last night, I was drafting documents in the study, and suddenly a gust of wind blew out the candles. Then there was a ghost who came out

Now in front of the window, he said that his name was Yang Yulang, and he died a miserable death, and asked me to avenge him. I didn't believe in ghosts and gods, but when I saw his bloody face and bitter crying, I had to believe it all. Yang Yu

Lang was murdered for money. I found his body where he pointed out, and that's how it was. Xu Wenbin said.

Li Xiumei was skeptical when she heard this, but she still had some doubts: "Why is the Mandarin Duck Embroidered Pa in the hands of Lord Xu?" The day before yesterday, Lord Xu came to return the mandarin duck embroidered papa, why didn't he say anything about Yang Yulang's death

？ Is there an absurd thing in the world where the unjust ghost sues and the unjust ghost shows the way? Maybe Master Xu made up nonsense to fool me. Yulang is thoughtful, and it is impossible for someone to be killed easily. Could it be that Yulang has committed something

？ For the sake of Yulang, Li Xiumei had to make a choice. In fact, she could see at first glance that the deceased was not Yang Yulang. Yang Yulang has a scar on his calf, which is a secret between him and Yulang

Dense. The scar was cut by a stone in the water when Yang Yulang jumped into the water to save her.

"My lord, he is indeed Yang Yulang." Li Xiumei said.

Father Yang's eyes were dizzy, he only recognized clothes and not people, and he insisted that the deceased was his son Yang Yulang.

Father Yang and Li Xiumei unanimously identified the deceased as Yang Yulang, Xu Wenbin had no choice but to give up and send someone to send the coffin of the deceased back to his homeland, and Father Yang and his wife asked someone to bury the deceased hastily.

Xu Wenbin and the others returned to the county office, and Master Tian asked, "My lord, how is the case?" ”

"The clue is broken. The family of the deceased has determined that Yang Yulang is lying in the coffin. However, according to my intuition, Yang Yulang is not dead, this is just what he wants to cover up. Although some gold and silver beads were left at the scene

Bao, that's just Yang Yulang's old cloth maze, leading us to be fooled. Think about it: How could a dead man come to the yamen and tell me so many things? He put all the circumstances of how he was killed and where he was killed

Is it just a coincidence that the situation we see is basically the same as what the deceased said? Master, do you believe all this? Xu Wenbin asked.

"What you say is amazing! I have lived in Taiping County for decades, and I have never heard of such magical powers. If you want to say that the adults saw Yang Yulang's ghost, it is better to say that Yang Yulang is there

Pretend to be a ghost and confuse adults. Master Tian said.

"But—the wind came in a strange way, and blew out the candle. Is it also a coincidence that after the candle was extinguished, the ghost appeared in time? What's even stranger is that the ghost suddenly disappeared after finishing speaking, the candle

Rekindled, if not a ghost, who has the ability to do this? Xu Wenbin wondered in his heart.

Master Tian also felt a little strange when he heard it, but he always felt that ghosts were not so good at talking.

"Didn't Yang Yulang say that there is a grass flying? Maybe this pretending to be a ghost is just flying on the grass. It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that Grass Flying is good at pretending to be a god and a ghost, with excellent light skills, and can disappear without a trace in the blink of an eye

Without a trace. Could it be that Yang Yulang and Cao Shangfei colluded to fool adults and divert adults' thinking? Master Tian reminded.

"What the master said is very true. I also suspect that there is a master behind Yang Yulang, and this person is Flying on the grass. However, so far, there is no news of grass flying in Taiping County. Who are the people who fly on the grass? long

How's it going? What are the skills? Where do they often appear? Who doesn't know? Yang Yulang, a young man who had just left home, how could he be hooked up with Cao Shangfei? "Xu Wenbin is still hard

Understand.

"My lord, in your opinion, what should I do with the case of the bloody Yihong Courtyard? Tu Hu and Murong Gang are dead, there is no proof of death, and Yang Yulang is also dead, is this the end of the case? Master Tian asked.

"The case is not closed, but it is getting more and more complicated. I think the young man who fell off the cliff, if it wasn't Yang Yulang, it must be a stand-in that Yang Yulang found. We just have to go around

should be able to find clues to the village. Xu Wenbin said.

"My lord has a point, after Yang Yulang killed Tu Hu and Murong Gang, he had a lot of money, and it shouldn't be a problem to spend some money to buy a stand-in. It's just that this stand-in is from and what is it for, me

We don't know yet. However, I personally believe that the deceased should be a villager who was closer to Jiepai Mountain, and it was likely that he was a young hunter. Master Tian said.

"Yes! I think so too, but so far, no one has gone to the yamen to report the case. Master, you are a local, you know better than us about the situation near Jiepai Mountain, you take me to those villages

Let's go and ask if there are any missing young people," Xu Wenbin said.

"Your Excellency is right, it's not early today, so it's better to leave early tomorrow morning." Master Tian said goodbye and left.

The next morning, Master Tian took Xu Wenbin, Huang Ying, and Chen Chunsheng to the village west of Jiepai Mountain to inquire about the news of the grass flying on the grass, and the villagers shook their heads one by one and said that they had not heard of this person.

"Guys, are there any missing young people in your village?" Xu Wenbin asked.

"Yes! Our village Ah Si has been missing for the past two days, and I don't know where he has gone. A middle-aged man said.

"How old is Ah Si? What does it do? Xu Wenbin then asked.

"He's twenty-two years old, he's a hunter, he's hunting a lot in Jiepai Mountain, and he's going home every day, but he doesn't know what's going on? He was glad that day a young man had given him five taels of silver

It's amazing, and he still praised that person for his generosity. The middle-aged man replied.

"Is the eldest brother and him neighbors?" Xu Wenbin asked.

"Yes! Ah Si is right next door to my house. When he heard him, the young man gave him five taels of silver, and told him to go into the mountains and find a handkerchief in some cottage. The middle-aged man said.

Xu Wenbin listened and finally understood the mystery.

"That young man was none other than Yang Yulang. Yang Yulang was in a hurry to retrieve the handkerchief to prove that he had a ghost in his heart. According to this, Yang Yulang should know that the mandarin duck embroidered handkerchief fell into our hands, and he should also know

Let's go to the West Village to find Li Xiumei. He knew that he could not escape the blame, so he had to resort to the golden cicada's plan to get out of the shell. It is certain that the deceased was not Yang Yulang, but this young hunter. This hunter is for the money

was tricked by Yang Yulang to the top of the cliff, and Yang Yulang took advantage of his unpreparedness to push him off the cliff. In order to cover up the truth, Yang Yulang had to pretend to be a ghost. Thinking of this, Xu Wenbin immediately rushed to Xijiang with the old hunter

The town identified the corpse.

At this time, the deceased had already been buried in the ground, and Father Yang said that he was not allowed to open the coffin for an autopsy, and the villagers used the pretext of destroying feng shui to prevent Xu Wenbin from digging up the grave.

Xu Wenbin patiently explained to everyone, but no matter how he explained, the Yang family in Xicun did not forgive.

"Everyone is angry, let's go back!" There was no way, Xu Wenbin had no choice but to retreat and take everyone out of the West Village.

Xu Wenbin didn't want to lose this good opportunity to solve the case, he thought that Daddy Yang tried his best to obstruct it, which showed that he had a ghost in his heart. In order to unravel the mystery, Xu Wenbin took everyone to Xijiang Town and found an inn to live in

Next, wait for the right time.

"Daddy, what are the physical characteristics of your son?" In the evening, Xu Wenbin asked the old hunter.

"My son is different, he has six fingers on his right toe, which most people don't know. As long as this deceased has six fingers on his right foot, it is my son. The old man said with tears in his eyes.

Xu Wenbin heard this, and thought in his heart: "The clues provided by the old man are very important, no matter how cunning Yang Yulang is, he would not have thought that a person's feet would have six fingers." It seems that the opening of the coffin and the post-mortem are imperative

Since it doesn't work during the day, why don't I do it quietly at night? ”

"Huang Ying, Chunsheng, you go to investigate the movement first, if there is no one to watch, come back immediately to report. I must identify the deceased tonight. Xu Wenbin thought of this and immediately explained to the two head hunters

Business.

Huang Ying and Chen Chunsheng heard the order and had no choice but to do it. The two of them walked on the front foot, and Xu Wenbin came with Master Tian and the old hunter on his heels.

It was midnight in late autumn, the cold dew and frost were falling, and the autumn wind was cold. There was no moonlight that night, and the sky was dark and dreary. Huang Ying and Chen Chunsheng came to the cemetery first, looked around, and listened to the movements, around

There was silence.

"It seems that the Yang family did not stay at night, so we immediately sent a signal to Lord Xu." Huang Ying said.

Chen Chunsheng lit the torch, the autumn wind blew, and the fire flashed like a ghost fire.

Xu Wenbin saw the fire in the cemetery, so he came with Master Tian and others.

The cemetery is about two miles away from the village, it is a messy stone hill, the rocky hill is close to the forest in the back mountain, by the mountain and the water, and the ancestral tomb of the Yang family is only 100 meters away.

Huang Ying and Chen Chunsheng put the torch aside, and shoveled the soil with their hands.

Xu Wenbin and Master Tian also came to help, and everyone quickly dug up the coffin.

Xu Wenbin ordered the coffin to be opened, Chen Chunsheng stepped forward to open the lid of the coffin, and the old hunter came to identify it tremblingly.

It's been days, and the dead have become even more terrifying, with an unpleasant fishy stench, and the autumn wind blows, making people vomit.

It was past midnight, and the people in the village had already fallen asleep, and there was occasionally a terrible cry or two of jackdaws not far away, which was terrifying.

The old hunter was trembling with fright, Xu Wenbin had never believed in ghosts and gods, and he couldn't help but shudder at this moment.

"Old man, don't be afraid, take a closer look at your toes, is it your son?" Xu Wenbin said calmly.

"My lord, what about this—in shoes—what? Take off—I'm afraid—offend the ghosts, I—don't dare. The old man said tremblingly.

"What are the ghosts and gods in this world? Huang Ying, bring the torch here, I'll take it off, if you want to blame, blame me! Xu Wenbin said, walked forward and did it himself.

At this moment, I saw a strong wind blowing, blowing out the torch in Huang Ying's hand. At the same time, on the rocky hill, there was a wah-wow cry, shocking the world and crying ghosts and gods.

When the old hunter heard this, he was so frightened that he knelt on the ground and kowtowed to make amends.

Xu Wenbin didn't believe in evil, snatched the torch from Chen Chunsheng's hand, and walked in the direction of the shout.

Where the fire shone, I saw a white shadow appear like lightning in the rocks, if there was nothing.

Huang Ying and Chen Chunsheng chased after them, and the white shadow let out a long howl and disappeared into the woods in the back mountain in the blink of an eye.

Xu Wenbin didn't see clearly whether the white shadow was a human or a ghost, and what it looked like, but from the white shadow fluttering into the woods, Xu Wenbin concluded: This is not a ghost, but someone took the opportunity to pretend to be a ghost and scary.

The aim was to prevent the coffin from being opened for an autopsy.

The sky was too dark, the trees in the back mountain were dense, it was inconvenient to search in the mountain at night, and there were too few people, so Xu Wenbin had to focus on the deceased.

Huang Ying re-lit the torch, Xu Wenbin came to the coffin, and was about to further verify, only to see the fire in the direction of Xicun, and thick smoke billowed to the sky.

"Oh no, Nishimura is on fire." Chen Chunsheng stood on a high place and saw clearly, and shouted loudly.

Xu Wenbin stood up and looked at the West Village, only to see that the West Village Yangjiazhuang was surrounded by flames. The wind was strong, the fire was strong, the cries and shouts were shouting, and the whole village was in chaos.

"It's important to put out the fire, Huang Ying, Chunsheng, you two go with me to have a look, Master Tian, Dad, you two are here to watch the coffin." Xu Wenbin said and hurriedly walked towards the West Village.

When Master Tian saw Master Xu leave with the two headhunters, he was sincerely afraid in his heart, and the old hunter was even more afraid. The two of them hid aside and did not dare to squeak, their eyes on the coffin.

"You-ruined my-feng shui, I'm going to-you-compensate-take your life-" At that moment, a voice came from the coffin. Immediately after, the corpse lying in the coffin

The body stood up, jumped out of the coffin, turned into a zombie and jumped in the direction where Master Tian and the others were hiding.

The old hunter had never seen such a scene before, and he was so frightened that he crawled down the mountain. Although Master Tian had dealt with corpses many times, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat when he saw this kind of scene.

The old hunter went down the mountain, he didn't care about Lord Xu's explanation, and walked towards the west village in a panic.

When Xu Wenbin came to Xicun, half of the fire had been extinguished, and only two houses were still burning, which were the Yizhuang of the Yang family and the Li family in Xicun. , the people of the two families are desperate

Fighting the fire, tossing for a long time, finally extinguishing the fire.

The house was burned down, and the two elderly men guarding the village died in the fire. Xu Wenbin came to the scene and was heartbroken when he saw two charred corpses.

The clansmen of the Yang family and the Li family talked a lot, and everyone didn't know where the fire came from? Suddenly, someone exclaimed: "Look, everyone, what is Old Yang Tou holding in his hand?" ”

The Yang clan walked over, only to see the old Yang who was guarding Yizhuang face down, holding a piece of cloth in his hand and protecting it on his chest. A few bold generals turned the burnt old Yang's head over, wrenched their fingers, and put

The cloth in Lao Yangtou's hand was taken out.

It is a yellow cloth head the size of a handkerchief, which has survived the fire but is intact. There are a few lines of words written on the cloth head, the dragon flies and the phoenix dances, self-contained. The old Xiucai of the Yang family was dumbfounded when he took it and saw that it was written:

The coffin is opened at midnight, and the souls of the dead suffer; The sky sent disaster stars, and the fire burned Yizhuang; The dragon god is uneasy, and the pond fish suffers; Woe to the descendants, the heavens are clear.

"Fathers and fellow villagers, someone has dug up the graves of the Yang and Li families, destroying the feng shui of the two families, everyone go and take a look." Lao Xiucai shouted loudly.

When the people of the two families heard this, they made a lot of noise, and followed Lao Xiucai straight to the Ranshi Gang.

Xu Wenbin never dreamed that the mastermind behind the scenes would actually direct such a scene.