After Wen Cai finished speaking, he grabbed a pastry and started eating, mouthful of food, and said in an inaudible voice: "Master, this pastry tastes so good, Qiusheng, Zhang Cheng, you can also taste it." ”

Qiusheng: "Okay, I'll try it too." After saying that, Qiusheng also began to eat the pastry in front of him.

Zhang Cheng looked at these pastries, and finally picked one up: "I'll taste it too." ”

The pastries of the Republic of China period are naturally not as delicious as those of later generations, and the sweetness of the pastries is very average in Zhang Cheng's opinion, but for Qiusheng, who is difficult to eat sugar in this era, Wencai. This pastry is already delicious.

Uncle Nine: "Seeing that you guys are so happy eating, I'll try it too." ”

Not long after Uncle Nine ate the pastry, footsteps sounded outside the door at this time.

Uncle Nine: "Don't eat, someone is coming." ”

Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng hurriedly swallowed the pastry in their mouths.

At this time, Yang Youcai walked in with an old woman in her 60s and a middle-aged man in his 40s.

The old woman walked into the lobby and sat down on the very central high seat.

Yang Youcai: "Uncle Jiu, this is my mother." ”

Then he said to the old woman: "Mother, this is the master of the Daomen I invited this time, Uncle Nine. ”

Uncle Nine clenched his fists: "Hello Mrs. Yang." ”

Mrs. Yang spoke, her voice a little old: "I don't know which famous mountain the master apprenticed to?" How many years have you been learning the Tao? ”

Uncle Jiu: "No, it's been nearly 40 years since I learned the Tao in Maoshan." ”

Mrs. Yang changed her tone: "It turned out to be the Taoist leader of the Maoshan faction. It's the old body that is rude. Quick, prepare tea for the Taoist. ”

Ninth Uncle: "Mrs. Yang doesn't have to be polite, I came to the Yang family this time, mainly to hear from Boss Yang that there was a ghost disaster in the Yang family, I don't know if Mrs. Yang can tell me the truth." ”

Mrs. Yang: "Dao Chief, that's the case. Some time ago, I married my dead fourth son, but I don't know what happened, my son's grave was completely cracked, and the body of the woman who was married in the yin marriage was missing. Since then, poultry and livestock have been dying in the family, and poor San'er also died last night for no apparent reason. Dao Chief, you want to save our Yang family. ”

Uncle Nine didn't believe what Mrs. Yang said, because the resentment that the entire Yang family encountered was not enough to explain a yin marriage at all, but Uncle Nine didn't say anything.

Uncle Jiu: "In that case, then please ask Mrs. Yang to take me to the room where Boss Yang San died, and I also want to see the body of Boss Yang San in an instant." ”

Mrs. Yang hesitated: "This." Then Mrs. Yang and Yang Da and Yang Er looked at each other.

Yang Da spoke: "Hello Dao Chief, I am the eldest son of the Yang family, and my name is Yang Youqian." You want to check on the body of the third brother, this is no problem, please come with me. ”

Uncle Nine: "Please lead the way." ”

The group left the lobby and headed to the backyard.

On the way, Wen Cai whispered to Qiusheng and Zhang Cheng: "I feel weird to everyone in this Yang family, as if they are hiding something. ”

Qiusheng: "I also feel this way, I feel that the atmosphere of the entire Yang family seems to be very weird, but I can't say that it is weird. ”

Zhang Cheng: "Okay, let's not talk about it yet, let's follow the master, this Yang family is not simple." ”

In front of a courtyard in the backyard, Yang Youqian said to Uncle Jiu: "Dao Chief, this is my third brother's room, the third brother's body is placed in the ancestral hall, let's go and see it first?" ”

Uncle Nine: "Okay, let's go and have a look first." ”

Walking into the courtyard, Uncle Nine immediately felt a very strong resentment. This resentment is chilling.

Wencai: "Master, I'm so cold." Why is this place so cold? ”

Uncle Nine: "Using mana to protect the body, this courtyard is not simple." ”

As Uncle Nine and others continue to deepen, the resentment is getting heavier and heavier.

Walking to a room in the courtyard, Yang Youqian said: "Dao Chief, this is the room where my third brother lives, you can go in and check it out, I'm afraid of touching the scene, so I won't go in." ”

Uncle Nine paused in his heart, and then said, "It's okay, then our master and apprentice will go in first." ”

Uncle Nine walked into the room with Zhang Cheng, Wencai, and Qiusheng.

The resentment in the room was also strong, but it was not as cold as outside.

Uncle Nine rummaged through the things in the room, but there was nothing of value, and all the items in the room did not cause resentment.

So Uncle Nine walked to the bed, the bed was also very clean, I think it was tidied up, and the Yang family tidied up this room, after all, it was a dead person's room, and it couldn't be cleaned.

At this time, Uncle Nine found a hair from under the bed, the hair was not long, and it was black.

Uncle Jiu: "It seems that this is Yang San's hair, but it hasn't been swept up." ”

Uncle Nine turned to Wencai, Zhang Cheng, and Qiusheng and said, "Let's leave, there is nothing of value in this room." ”

Wen Cai: "Master, is it done so quickly?" ”

Uncle Nine hated iron and said, "Let's go." ”

Outside the door, Yang Youqian looked at Uncle Nine and asked, "Uncle Nine, did you find anything?" ”

Uncle Nine shook his head: "No, the room is very clean, nothing useful." ”

Yang Youqian was a little surprised: "The room has been cleaned?" Uncle Nine, what's going on? I didn't have anyone clean my third brother's room. ”

Uncle Nine accentuated his tone: "Why, Boss Yang didn't let people clean the room?" ”

Yang Youqian: "I don't have it." ”

At this time, Mrs. Yang spoke: "Yes, I asked people to clean it, and when I carried away the body of the third child, I ordered someone to clean the room." ”

Uncle Jiu: "It turned out that Mrs. Yang ordered it, Mrs. Yang is really not surprised, I admire, admire." ”

Mrs. Yang: "The old man has been in charge of the Yang family for so many years, and he will not be calm when he should be calm." ”

Uncle Nine: "Then Mrs. Yang, let's go and see the corpse of Boss Yang San." ”

Mrs. Yang: "Okay, come with me to the ancestral hall." ”

The group followed Mrs. Yang to the Yang family ancestral hall.

Zhang Cheng secretly said in his heart: "Could it be that Mrs. Yang killed Yang San, she can calm down in that environment, and order the room to be cleaned, without panicking at all, unless Mrs. Yang knew that Yang San was dead from the beginning." But why did Mrs. Yang kill Yang San, inside and outside Yang San's room, how did such a heavy resentment come from? It doesn't make sense. ”

As someone who has read several detective novels, Zhang Cheng really can't understand why this is true.

After thinking about it for a long time, Zhang Cheng couldn't figure it out, so he didn't think about it anymore.

Outside the ancestral hall of the Yang family, Mrs. Yang: "Dao Chief, please come with me." ”

In the ancestral hall, a corpse was wrapped in a white cloth, which had not yet been put into a coffin.

Uncle Nine: "Mrs. Yang, can I take a look at the corpse?" ”

Mrs. Yang: "Dao Chief, look at it. ”

Uncle Nine lifted the white cloth and looked at it, and Zhang Cheng immediately vomited.

Zhang Cheng had never seen such a terrifying way of death, his eyes were wide open, his seven orifices were bleeding, and his lips were purple.

Mrs. Yang: "Dao Chief, your apprentice is a little scared. ”

Uncle Jiu: "Ah Cheng is a little timid, and he doesn't care about him, Ling Lang's death is really a bit terrifying." Ah Cheng has never seen it, and he is inevitably afraid. ”

Uncle Nine did not say Zhang Cheng's real name, also to avoid Yang Jia's bad heart.

Zhang Cheng stopped vomiting: "Master, I'm fine." Disgrace to you. ”

Uncle Nine: "It's okay, when I first saw this kind of picture, I was worse than you." ”

Then Uncle Nine said to Mrs. Yang: "Mrs. Yang, Ling Lang was overly frightened to death, and he should have seen a ghost." ”

Mrs. Yang looked a little panicked: "Dao Chief, our Yang family really has a ghost, so what can we do." ”

Uncle Jiu: "Mrs. Yang, don't worry, ghosts usually come out at night, I thought of a way to collect this ghost at night." ”