An hour passed, two hours passed, and the Cheng family's father and son waited until their patience ran out again, Jiang Futing still closed his eyes and sat against the wall.

After a long time, until the sound of footsteps and unlocking came again outside the door, the Cheng family father and son looked at it, and Jiang Futing also opened his eyes.

As soon as the door opened, a figure hurriedly entered, and saw the embarrassed appearance of the three people sitting on a pile of hay on the ground, and coughed unnaturally, "Hey, Jiang Gongzi, what are you doing?" How did you get people locked up here? He looked apologetic, turned his head and scolded Lin Sheng and the others at the door.

Lin Sheng and the others lowered their heads, their expressions were respectful, and they didn't dare to speak.

"Jiang Gongzi, look...... Hey, I'm really sorry, you've been wronged~" The village chief stepped forward and wanted to help Jiang Futing, but Jiang Futing avoided his hand and stood up against the wall, his eyes were dark, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was a little cold, "Heh, the three of us don't understand the rules and strayed into the boudoir village, and now this has happened, let's leave without bothering!" ”

Jiang Futing raised his hand and clenched his fist, and was about to raise his feet and walk out, when the Cheng family father and son saw this, they hurriedly followed.

"Hey, Gongzi Jiang stays~" When the village chief heard this, his face changed slightly, and he stepped forward to stop Jiang Futing with a smile, "Gongzi Jiang is not strange, this matter... Hey, this kind of thing that makes the villagers panic and the ancestors are ashamed, even if I am the village head, it is not easy to do, please Jiang Gongzi you stay for a few more days, and when we find out the matter, we will definitely pay Jiang Gongzi a good compensation~"

Jiang Futing stared coldly at the village chief in front of him and said, "No need~"

"Hey, don't be angry, dissipate your anger~" The village chief smiled carefully, but the smile on the corner of his mouth froze, and he rolled his eyes, thinking in his heart that he would definitely leave this Jiang Gongzi behind.

"Hmph~" Jiang Futing snorted coldly, waved his sleeves, and looked away with his face, his eyes were deep and his eyes were lofty, and he didn't give the village chief any face.

"Hehe, it's all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding, Jiang Gongzi is angry, in this situation, hey, please stay a few more days~" The village chief frowned, with a sincere face.

Jiang Futing was silent, looking impatient and about to walk out, the village chief hurriedly followed, and continued: "Jiang Gongzi also has to understand my difficulties, and the truth of the matter has not yet been found out, if it is ......"

Jiang Futing paused, his eyes fell on the village chief's face, the corners of his mouth tightened, and he said word by word: "We won't leave, we will wait for the result of the matter to be found, and we will never take the blame if we didn't do it." ”

"Okay~" The village chief nodded briskly, a touch of calculation flashed in his eyes, and he said in his heart: The Lin family almost ruined his big thing, because the tomb of the old man Lin was dug up last night, he was blocked by the Lin family, forcing him to punish the murderer.

The villagers who fanned the Lin family together made him have a headache, so he had no choice but to call someone to arrest Jiang Gongzi and a few people.

I was pestered by this gang again in the morning, and it was really endless.

Jiang Futing had a calm face and was about to leave with the Cheng family's father and son, but was stopped by the village chief again, "Gongzi Jiang~"

Jiang Futing frowned, "Village Chief, what's the matter?" ”

"Uh, cough, now the villagers are very emotional, I have found a new place for you to live, and now it is inconvenient for you to live in Aunt Lin's house."

Jiang Futing was silent, nodded, and agreed.

Soon, the group came to an independent courtyard, not much bigger than Aunt Lin's house.

"Jiang Gongzi, I have wronged you to live here these days~" The village chief smiled charitantly.

"Thank you village chief~" Jiang Futing nodded, and he and the Cheng family father and son turned around and entered the courtyard.

The village chief glanced at the three people in the courtyard, the corners of his mouth hooked a little triumphant smile, and he lowered his head to the villagers beside him and said, "Look at them~"

"Yes~"

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Inside the house, the Cheng family father and son looked at the situation outside the courtyard, and came back and whispered to Jiang Futing, "Are we being stared at now?" ”

The corners of Jiang Futing's mouth hooked, and he didn't pay attention to it at all, "Then let's see if they can keep an eye on it~"

When Cheng Da heard this, his eyes immediately lit up, "Huh??" ”

Jiang Futing lowered his voice and said to the Cheng family's father and son: "The tomb of the old man of the Lin family has been excavated, I want to go at night to see if I can find clues~"

"Okay, I'll go with you~" Cheng Dadao.

Jiang Futing snorted and nodded.

The two villagers guarding the door, when the time came, took the food delivered, one guarded the door, and the other carried it in, and they were reluctant to take care of the three people, put the basket at the door, and coughed deliberately, "Your food is here!" ”

After speaking, without waiting for Jiang Futing and a few people to come out, he turned around and hurriedly left.

As soon as the villagers went back, they were ridiculed by their companions, "Tsk, you are just a few strangers, do you need to be so afraid of them?" ”

"Hmph, no, I just don't want to have too much contact with them~"

"Isn't it? You don't really believe that rumor, if you want me to see that Old Man Lin offended people during his lifetime, and he will be dug up after his death, otherwise think about it, why did these outsiders and Old Man Lin have no grievances in the past and no enmity in the near future? ”

"Hmph, you dare to talk like that now? Then why didn't you say it before, not in front of the village chief~"

"Heh, you still don't believe me? Look, they will definitely find out the truth when they get old tonight~"

The words of the two villagers unexpectedly reached the ears of the three people, and the corners of Jiang Futing's mouth hooked, "Eat first~"

They opened the bamboo basket and found that there were steamed buns and vegetables, as well as porridge, and the food was not bad.

Chen Da swallowed his saliva with the steamed bun, and said with some hesitation: "There won't be any problems with these meals, right?" ”

Jiang Futing threw down the steamed bun in his hand and said, "No, they don't need to poison here, let's eat it~"

All three of them started to eat with chopsticks.

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In a room, Hou Lao had a gloomy face, looking very displeased, with a dark face, and said: "I suspect that someone is playing ghosts, and the rune paper buried around the ancestral tomb is as usual~"

"Uh, it's from the village?" The village chief asked.

Hou Lao's eyes were all bloodshot, a touch of madness flashed between his eyebrows, and he shook his head, "I don't know, but I will definitely find out!" ”

The village chief frowned, and no longer said this, but said another thing: "I have done as you say today, leaving the surname Jiang, when are you going to do it?" ”

Hearing this, Hou Lao glanced at him unexpectedly, he was urging him on weekdays, but he didn't expect it to be ...... this time He opened his eyes and said with an unfathomable expression: "Three days later, it will be the night of the full moon, suitable!" ”

The village chief's lips moved, wanting to say something, but he swallowed his words again and wanted to go back.

Seeing this, Hou Lao frowned, and said unhappily: "If you have anything to say, don't hide it~"

When the village chief heard this, he threw up his sleeves and stood up, and said with a hateful expression: "I just want to remind you that this is a good time, you don't mess up like your master more than twenty years ago!" ”

When Hou Lao heard the village chief talk about the events of more than 20 years, his face suddenly turned ugly, and he asked with a gloomy face: "Why do you regret it?" Do you regret it? ’

A deep sense of exhaustion flashed on the village chief's face, he pinched his eyebrows, and saw that Hou Lao's eyes were red, obviously angry.

He snorted, sat back in his chair, raised his hand and took a sip of the tea on the table, and said, "I don't want to quarrel with you!" ”

"Humph!" Hou Lao turned his face away, and did not speak with a calm face.

The village chief touched the teacup, looked at a certain place with deep eyes, sighed for a long time, and said in a low voice: "I have been thinking about the events of twenty-five years ago for the past few days, but I didn't expect that more than twenty years have passed in the blink of an eye, and time flies so fast......"

He muttered, "Hopefully this time it will be satisfying so we don't have to ......"

The meaning of the words touched one of his nerves, and he suddenly closed his mouth and stopped talking.

The white mist accumulated in Hou Lao's eyes dissipated, he snorted, still a little unhappy: "Don't worry, this time it will be foolproof!" ”

When the village chief heard this, his brows were still tightly furrowed, not that he didn't believe it, but this time when the time point was getting closer and closer, he was more and more uneasy in his heart, and he only hoped that they would be able to find the right person this time, and from then on they would never suffer in the future.

He looked at the old man beside him, his face couldn't stop worrying, and he said slowly: "It's not that I don't believe you, but as time gets closer and closer, so many things have happened in the village today, and I really ......."

He stopped talking, and the expression on his face became a little more complicated, "And Old Man Lin's tomb was dug up, and you also saw his body, it's all like that, it's really ......"

After asking Hou Lao, the unhappiness on his face also dissipated a little, and he said in a deep voice: "Jing'an! ”

Lin Jing'an, twenty-five years ago, was only twenty-two years old, he was the youngest child in the family, and was entrusted by his father to the blacksmith in the town to learn to make iron.

One day, he missed his family, hurried home late at night, and met Hou Lao and his master halfway through, as well as a panicked villager.

At first, he didn't understand, but when they rushed back to the village, they saw the purgatory-like scene, and Lin Jingan didn't want to see it again in his life.

The old man in the village, who had lived for two hundred years, came back from the dead, as if he had changed as a different person, his eyes were red, and his heart was beating at his eyes.

He was covered in blood, and not only killed everyone in their family, but also killed more than a dozen people in the village, even those unlucky families with foreign surnames.

The old master, who was waiting for the old man, paid with his life to get rid of the old man.

He was so scared that he was so sick that he couldn't remember many things until his father died, and he told him everything.

Thinking of this, Lin Jing'an's heart suddenly felt heavy, and he opened his mouth and swallowed a mouthful of saliva, he has been thinking about ending all this for so many years, let's end it!

Hou Lao looked at Lin Jingan for a long time, then opened his eyes and said, "You don't have to think too much, I promised Master back then that I would help you deal with the aftermath, and I will not break my promise at that time!" ”

Lin Jingan nodded when he heard this, and his frowning brows relaxed slightly.

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Late at night, Jiang Futing and the Cheng family's father and son extinguished the oil lamp, stuffed the pillow into the quilt, left Cheng Ming staring at the situation, and left with Cheng Da.

They went to the ancestral grave of the boudoir village, and the two stood still in the night, and at this moment the moonlight in the night sky was miserable and white, and a few strange bird calls were faintly heard everywhere.

Jiang Futing lit the green flame at his fingertips, looked for Old Man Lin's grave and walked over, and after a while, it arrived! I saw that Old Man Lin's grave was messy, and the soil was dug up everywhere.

Jiang Futing hesitated for a moment, his hand moved slightly, and the cemetery was shaken open, revealing the coffin inside.

Jiang Futing pushed open the lid of the coffin with divine power, and a foul smell came, he held his breath and glanced inside, only to see that Old Man Lin's body was torn apart, as if he had been torn apart by something.