He scratched his heart and lungs, and finally waited for Cheng Linghui to come back. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Zhang Qian is here again. Zhang Qian is the leader of the Cao Gang, and he is nicknamed 'Smiling Tiger'. The gangsters on Jiangnan and Jiangnan are not afraid of him. Like Lu Siyou, seeing him from afar, he only had to walk around.

Zhang Qian didn't leave, and there was another Li Da. Zhang Qian was deflated in his hands. Lu Siyou didn't dare to show his face even more. He came outside Wu Moming's courtyard every day to wait for the rabbit. Unexpectedly, he really asked him to wait for Cheng Linghui.

He is old, has experienced several ups and downs, and his body is declining every day. Cheng Linghui also let it go. I just hope that Cheng Linghui can help herself for the sake of calling her a 'second master'. As for how to help, he himself couldn't tell. It's just a struggle before dying.

Cheng Linghui listened, and her heart was also heavy. But Lu Si couldn't say anything clearly, and even if there was an inside story, it would be difficult to do this.

The two were at a loss, and the steward sent by Zhang Qian to build a granary in Lujiawu suddenly came to him.

After Wu Moming heard that he had a son, he didn't care about Cheng Linghui. Cheng Linghui didn't leave because she was physically and mentally exhausted these days, and Wu Moming wouldn't do anything to herself. I simply live here to recuperate. He should collect some of the hardship money he has earned to raise his son.

Wu Moming did not stop Zhang Qian's men from coming here. After all, some of Lu Jiawu's affairs need to be asked for instructions from Cheng Linghui. He is used to being a master, and he understands this very well. However, there is generally nothing important, and the steward does not come in person.

Something really happened to Lu Jiawu. While cleaning the waterways, the people dug up the human bones.

Cheng Linghui didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly went to Lujiawu.

I saw a crowd of people gathered on the flat ground on the edge of the river. Dozens of people were silent. The atmosphere was very eerie. Seeing Cheng Linghui coming, people automatically made a way for her. When Cheng Linghui got closer, she saw some black and smelly sludge piled up on the riverbank. A skeleton emerges from the sludge.

Cheng Linghui suddenly remembered something and asked, "Where did you dig it up?" ”

Someone immediately pointed out to her the location, where the whirlwind had disappeared. Cheng Linghui said: "Keep digging." ”

Everyone looked at each other. Lujiawu is already gloomy, and there are not many locals who dare to come here. These people are all members of the Cao Gang, who are used to seeing strong winds and waves on weekdays, and have a little courage, so they were transferred by Zhang Qian to work here. But now the bones of the people have been dug up, and they say that they are not afraid that everyone will have hairs in their hearts. I don't know if it's an illusion, as if the hot weather in August and September has suddenly become colder. Quite a few people got goosebumps. Hearing Cheng Linghui's words, no one moved.

When he saw the bones, he screamed and jumped into the fork. Crazy digging through the mud.

The fork of the river has been useless for many years, and the silt is very deep. As soon as the person jumped in, he immediately sank. Jiao Pizi acted as if he didn't know at all, just waving his hands desperately.

"Pull him out." Cheng Linghui shouted. Then everyone woke up like a dream, and jumped on the sampan to pull him. It took a long time to drag him ashore. Sleepy lay in the mud, picked up the skeleton and cried. His hat fell off when they dragged him. At first, they were all patronizing to save people, but now that they saw his face clearly, they couldn't help but go backwards and gasp for air.

Only Cheng Linghui already knew his true face, and squatted beside him to comfort: "Don't be busy crying, maybe it's not your family, folks." ”

Jiao Pizi cried: "It's not wrong, there must be something down there." More than 600 lives......"

Cheng Linghui got up and bowed to everyone: "Everyone, ......"

The people retreated. Cheng Linghui looked at the steward, and the steward's face was embarrassed: "This matter is too ......"

Who is not afraid of death, who is not unlucky?

"I'll come." Suddenly, a man stepped forward and jumped onto the sampan in the river. Cheng Linghui looked at it, and it was Zhang Qian, who didn't know when he arrived.

"And me." Chu Qingfang, who rushed to hear the information, stuffed the hem of the brocade robe into the belt, and jumped on the sampan without showing weakness. Jiao Pizi was already crying so much that he couldn't recognize people, and he held the skeleton and kowtowed to the two of them.

The person in charge saw that the young owner of his own house had started it, and he had to do it even if he was stubborn. Greet everyone: "Brothers, don't be stunned. Work. ”

Because of Zhang Qian and Chu Qingmad taking the lead, the river fork that could not be cleaned up in ten days and half a month took only five days to clean up. After digging up, the people saw that the bones were numb.

Jiaopizi kept watch on the riverbank without sleeping. Carefully piece the bones together. But he's not a specialist in this after all, and the speed of piecing together is slow. Gradually, a large pile of bones piled up on the riverbank.

Chu Qingyan advocated going to the official, digging up so many bones is not a trivial matter. But Jiaopizi disagreed. He was frightened by the government.

Cheng Linghui took a look, and let Jiao Pizi put it together like this, he didn't know what year and month it was. It's okay to delay the construction period, but it's not bad to burn the living. She thought about it, and suddenly remembered someone. That's Deng Ku.

Deng Ku turned out to be looking at Yizhuang and doing the business of the dead. I am most familiar with this line of work. Thinking of Deng Ku, I can't help but think of Chang Jiwen. My heart was sullen and uncomfortable. However, after thinking about it, she went to ask Deng Ku, and it didn't matter to Chang Jiwen.

She wrote a letter and asked Zhang to send it.

Two days later, not only Deng Ku came, but Shen Cong also came. Both of them were old in dealing with the dead. It's not as taboo as ordinary people. As soon as Deng Ku came, he drove Jiao Pizi aside. Roll up your sleeves and get your hands on it. Shen Cong gave him a hand on the side.

As soon as the connoisseur makes a move, he will know if there is one. Deng Ku's ability to face the dead is really unmatched. Jiao Pizi struggled to piece together the bones of the corpse for five or six days, and he pushed them all aside at once. Let people spread a white cloth on the ground. The bones are like rare treasures, carefully washed with water, and put together piece by piece.

At first, it was slow to find the right bones from a large pile of bones. In one morning, a complete set will be put together. The farther he goes, the faster he fights. Shen Cong couldn't help him alone. Jiao Pizi stepped forward to help.

Deng Ku didn't sleep at night. Not only did he not sleep, but his eyes were shining, and his spirit was terrible. It's like a child has found a toy. Even Shen Cong, who has always been silent, scolded him for being a madman, and seeing a dead man was like meeting his own mother. He deserves to deal with the dead all his life.

It only took Deng Ku three days and two nights to put together all the bones that were salvaged. There were six hundred and eighteen bodies in total. There may be mutilations, but the number is correct. Cheng Linghui said: "No, it's still fourteen bodies." ”

At this time, not only Deng Ku looked at her, but all the people present looked at her. Lu Siyou couldn't tell how many people were killed in Lu Jiawu, but Cheng Linghui insisted that there were still fourteen people, isn't it strange?

Cheng Linghui knew that she was speechless, so she simply said the scene she dreamed of, but hid the matter of looking for Aunt Huang. It's all mixed food, and people don't want to cause trouble, so why bother to pull people in.

In the past, people were superstitious, and when everyone heard it, this was a dream of the undead. Is that still wrong? Let's look for it. However, no matter how people searched, in the end, they only managed to find the skull of a child. Everyone speculated that those who could not be found were probably burned in the fire, or that after so many years, the children's bones were soft and rotted into mud.

Cheng Linghui pondered, maybe the great immortal there was wrong, or he remembered it wrong. It will no longer be pursued. Let people order the coffin and prepare to collect the bones. And Zhang Luo asked monks and Taoists to give these undead people a way to exceed.

Deng Ku stopped her: "Third sister, don't be busy with these things first." There is something wrong with these bones. ”

Cheng Linghui asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Deng Ku looked at Zhang Qian, and then at Chu Qingfang. Apparently they didn't want to hear it. The two walked away in amusement. Deng Ku pulled Cheng Linghui to a tall corpse, pointed to the sternum and said, "Third sister, look, this is a knife wound." ”

Cheng Linghui took a look, and the sternum of the corpse was indeed broken, and even two ribs were broken. But it's been more than 30 years, and it may have been broken by itself.

Deng said bitterly: "Third sister, don't doubt it, I still have a little eyesight." He was in his forties. Seven feet three inches tall. Man. At the time of his death, he was stabbed at least three times. A knife is made in the calf of the left leg. As he spoke, he pointed out to Cheng Linghui to see the marks on the bones.

"Another knife in the right arm. The knife in the chest was the heaviest and deadliest one. The corpse does not deceive, he should be burned after death. ”

Cheng Linghui was shocked, according to this, wouldn't the fire in Lujiawu have another hidden meaning? Who is so bold as to dare to do the evil thing of slaughtering villages and exterminating clans? He subconsciously looked at Jiaopizi. Jiao Pizi was even more surprised than her, and apparently he didn't know it himself.

After the fire in Lujiawu, the bones of more than 600 people disappeared. Scorched Pizi also came back to look for it, but found nothing. But to say that it was burned, it is impossible to say. That's more than 600 people, how can they all be burned to ashes, and there is not a single bone residue left. But he was hunted down and killed, and he did not dare to stay here for long. The whereabouts of these bones are a mystery.

Cheng Linghui's first thought was what Wu Mo did famously, but then denied it. Wu Moming was only in his twenties, and the fire in Lujiawu occurred thirty years ago, when Wu Moming was not yet born.

When I asked Jiao Pizi, he was only fourteen years old. I don't know a lot of things, and I can't tell the whole story. Knowing that the death of his family and fellow villagers had another hidden secret, Jiao Pizi let himself out again. Lu Jiawu is left with himself, if he doesn't give these more than 600 mouths, who can give them a head?

Cheng Linghui wrote a statement for him without saying a word. The group went to Yangzhou Mansion in a mighty way. Faced with the headless public case thirty years ago, the Yangzhou prefect was stupid to find himself in this trouble. He refused to answer.

Cheng Linghui is a grass-headed commoner, and Chu Qingqi is the offender. Zhang Qianqian was born in the rivers and lakes. The prefect made up his mind not to take this case, and no one could do anything. Cheng Linghui's stubborn temper came up. Take the scorched skin and go elsewhere to complain.

The yamen on the two roads south of the Yangtze River ran all over the country, and no one refused to make trouble for themselves. But Cheng Linghui was very angry. She didn't believe it yet. There is no place for reason in the world? Who knew that this belly fire had not been suppressed, and something even more annoying had happened.

The government arrested Jiao Pizi, and when asked, it turned out that he went to complain, because he couldn't tell the reason, and was beaten by the county official at the time and convicted of disturbing the court. Didn't Jiao Pizi run away later, and now give him a crime and a third degree.

Cheng Linghui's hard heart does not mean that she does not have a little chivalrous courage. Lu Jiawu's old story was turned out by himself. She also promised those unjust souls to seek justice for them, and naturally she would not let it go. She had the heart to go to the capital to sue the emperor, but she was afraid that it would be delayed. The scorched skin was ruined.

Thinking about it, the silver teeth bitten. I went to Suzhou to find Chang Jiwen with the paper.