Chapter 50: The Real Murderer

Dou Dabao was stunned: "Didn't Yao Si hang himself?" ”

The fat man was also stunned, but then put on a posture that had already understood the opportunity, and said slowly:

"You, it's time to use your brain more in the future. You don't want to think about it, if Yao Si hangs himself, why does his soul still hang on a tree after death and suffer from the exposure of the sky? As far as I can see, he was put to death. Whoever kills him is either a person who understands evil magic; Or, it's an old hanger who has become a fine charm! ”

Yu Wenshi glanced at him and whispered to me:

"Little sir, I know my pounds. Now, it's not something I can handle. This is not a trivial matter, and the family is also a good person, so please bother Mr. Xiao. ”

I waved my hand, thought about it, frowned and asked him: "Old man, you have been in this village for a long time, and you can do things, and your status is even more transcendent." I just want to ask, do you think you have the ability to get the villagers to repay the debt they owe to the 'Yaksha'? ”

When I asked, I didn't have much hope.

Sure enough, Yu asked about the matter, his face was embarrassed, "I have heard about the Yaksha, and because of Xiao Chuang's grandfather's suicide note, I know more than others." But forty years have passed since this incident, and many old people who moved from Qihekou have 'left'. People don't know much about this now. How do I do it? I can't build an ancestral hall for Deng Yong, right? ”

I was still frowning, but when I heard his last words, my eyes lit up.

I immediately dialed the blind man's phone and walked to a corner to talk to him.

This guy doesn't know where he is, the signal is not bad, but he speaks with an echo, as if he is in some big empty place.

I've told you a rough story about the past few days.

The blind man had little patience, but then there was silence.

After a while, he said to me: "Since you have thought of a solution, then do what you want!" ”

"You know what I think?"

"Nonsense! It's not the first day I've known you, so how can I not know what bad fart you're holding? The blind man and the two of them were even a little excited: "This must be done!" Just do what you want! The ancestral hall had to be built, on the one hand, only in that way could the descendants of those villagers be safe; What's more, as soon as this ancestral hall is built, most of the last beneficiaries are still your kid! ”

"What do you mean by that?"

"Okay, don't ask, I don't have time to talk to you now."

I hurriedly said: "Building an ancestral hall is not a trivial matter, even if it is a point, but you have to tell me, in what direction is it built?" Or just say, are there any peers you know around here, and I'll find someone to help match the terrain? ”

The blind man sighed: "Why are you so mentally obscured?" Where, you don't want to think about it, the Yaksha who patrols the sea is originally a person from the mouth of the Seven Rivers; The village you are in now is the one who moved from the mouth of the Seven Rivers; The house of the Ding River is the mouth of the seven rivers! That's the Yaksha's hometown! As long as you can receive incense, where is the difference? Are you still looking at your sister? ”

"Fuck off!"

I threw the word to the blind man, hung up the phone and walked back.

I hugged my fist at Yu Wen, and without waiting for him to return the salute, I said:

"Old man, I also know that everything has to have a reason. I give you a suggestion, to listen or not to listen to you. ”

"You say."

I took out the clay figurine that Ji Yayun gave me, stuffed it into his hand, and whispered in his ear for a while.

Yu Wenshi nodded again and again, but his eyes were a little evil when he looked at me: "Little sir, you are really not an ordinary person." ”

I hurriedly said, "I'm just an ordinary person, that's why I'm reasonable." I really don't believe in the existence of Yaksha or Dragon King. But I have to say that if you owe a debt, you have to pay it back, rightfully so! ”

Yu Wenshi pondered for a moment, nodded and said, "Well, it's a matter of course." Therefore, the 'Dragon King Temple' at the mouth of the Seven Rivers has to be rebuilt in the Dinghe House! ”

I looked at him and smiled.

The fat man asked impatiently, "Are you still muttering and muttering?" When is this a stop? ”

I ignored him, hesitated, opened my backpack, and took something out.

When they saw this thing, everyone was stunned.

The fat man reacted especially loudly, got up and glared and said, "This mud monkey, why do I look a little evil?" ”

This mud monkey was taken down by Dou Dabao and I from the side beam of the Qihekou Evil Temple, when the fat man swallowed a mouthful of saliva and did not know the existence of the mud monkey.

Looking at the broken spirit mark that gradually disappeared from his eyebrows because of the dissipation of alcohol, I directly placed the mud monkey on the table in the mourning hall, and then took out the red belt hidden on my body, threw it on the table, and said sharply:

"A few of us comforted your spirit in heaven with blessing incense and reunited your soul, do we want you to come back and kill people? Come out and make it clear! Otherwise, I promise that neither you nor your old master will have any continuation! ”

The voice settled, and there was no change in the mourning hall.

I frowned violently, and was about to speak again, when I heard Ji Yayun and the others whisper at the same time.

The mud monkey didn't change, but I noticed something strange in the eyes of the crowd.

Slowly raising my eyelids, I saw an upside-down monkey head, staring at me with one eye in front of my eyes.

In fact, this bald one-eyed old monkey was no longer seen in my eyes after we got out of the mirage ghost domain.

However, at this moment, it reappeared, and it seemed to be visible to everyone, including the question!

The point is, not only can I see it, but I feel more in contact with it than before.

Although I didn't think it weighed much, I realized that it was looking down at me while rubbing two bones in the back of my neck with a fluffy monkey claw!

"What's the matter? You still want to cut off my head? I forced my composure, and my voice grew cold, "You're still trying to hang me from that tree outside?!" ”

The fat man couldn't sit still: "What's the matter?" Don't you want to say that Yao Si was killed by this monkey, right? ”

"Or else?" My voice grew louder and louder (the truth is, being rubbed on the back of the neck by a big monkey hovered over his shoulder, it was a real human feeling), "You didn't think that the tree outside was at least three stories high. Even if Yao Si has the physical strength to 'pick up ashes', how did he hang the rope sleeve on the top, and how did he hang himself on the top?! ”

I gritted my teeth, walked directly to the table at the door, and grabbed the red belt: "This is your master's!" Now I'll help you get it back, but you've killed a person, what should you do?! ”

"How else can it be calculated? Then it's all on my head! ”

At first glance, I was really startled.

I have seen Bai Ling'er's snake spirit, which can speak human words, but I still have reservations about a monkey being able to cultivate and speak human words.

But just as I was questioning sharply, this murderous voice suddenly came into my ears!

My first reaction was to raise my eyes to look at the bald old monkey, but I didn't see Ji Yayun glaring at me on the side.

As soon as I looked at her eyes, I saw that Yu Wenshi, who was standing beside her, was angry at the moment, glaring at me with a fierce face!