Among the three, the most confused is Qiusheng.

He had never heard the story of Mr. Danzhu and Yang Cuilian like Shi Chen, nor had he read the case files at that time like the four-eyed Taoist.

So he didn't know what this disabled man who called himself Mr. Tamitake was doing.

However, seeing that Uncle Four-Eyed and Wen Cai had walked in, he had to follow in.

Shi Chen didn't think about it so much.

After entering the bamboo house, I found that it was much more spacious and tidy than I imagined.

The interior of the house is simply furnished, a small bamboo bed covered with old but clean bedding.

There is also a comfortable small living room, in the middle of which is a coffee table also made of bamboo strips.

There are three or two straw futons next to the coffee table, a jar of rice wine is placed on the table, and there are several wine glasses made of bamboo tubes next to it, which is quite an artistic conception.

Mr. Danzhu is the main one, when he takes the first step, he bends down to place the futons on the ground one by one, and then slowly sits on the main seat facing the door, puts the crutches away, and leans over slightly to invite.

All hospitality etiquette is meticulously done, which makes people feel comfortable.

Shi Chen and the four-eyed Taoist were not polite, and sat on the futon.

Then Qiusheng walked into the house.

Mr. Danzhu picked up the flask and began to pour the wine one by one, the self-brewed rice wine was slightly milky white, not as clear as the soju in the restaurant, but the wine was fragrant and smelled very good.

After pouring it full, Shi Chen and the others did not clink glasses.

Mr. Danzhu smiled indifferently, picked up the bamboo cup with both hands, and saluted Shi Chen and the others.

"A certain master, drink a cup of yourself first!"

With that, he tilted his neck and drank all the wine in his glass.

"Happy!"

Seeing this, Shi Chen no longer hesitated, picked up the bamboo cup, and drank the rice wine with a "goo-dong-goo-dong".

The four-eyed Taoist shook his head, and picked up the wine glass with a smile: "It's not strange, drink and talk about true love." ”

Then I drank the rice wine in one gulp.

Mr. Danzhu saw that everyone was drinking happily, but he thought a little more highly of Shi Chen and the others in his heart.

As the saying goes, wine shows character, and the wine table shows heroes.

The kind of person who shrunks his head and is afraid of his brain, he disdains it.

"You are all happy people, and you don't hide it, Danzhu knows what you are doing."

Mr. Danzhu said slowly while pouring wine again for Shi Chen and the others.

"The death of Yang Fu's husband last night is not directly related to X and XX's deceased wife."

This answer was straight to the point and straightforward, but it couldn't eliminate the doubts in Shi Chen's heart at all, and seeing that Uncle Four-Eyed didn't mean to speak, he took the initiative to ask.

"Let's put aside the husband's advance, but ten years ago, on the 7th day after Yang Cuilian's self-spillage, none of the 37 members of the Yang Mansion survived, and all of them died mysteriously and violently, what is going on."

Mr. Danzhu seemed to have expected Shi Chen to ask this question, and took a sip of the freshly poured rice wine in the cup, and then said slowly.

"Cuilian is too kind, and kind people can't even be ghosts, I don't know if it's a kind of happiness or a kind of sadness?"

At this time, Shi Chenke frowned, this Mr. Danzhu is not afraid that he is a big liar, right?

I have obviously seen Yang Cuilian's tomb, and I have also seen Yang Cuilian after she appeared.

I resisted the desire to slap the table and angrily reprimanded Mr. Tabuku for lying.

Shi Chen gently pinched the wine glass and stopped gnawing.

Seeing that Shi Chen didn't believe it, Mr. Danzhu let out a shallow sigh.

"Hey, in fact, I was ordered by the Yang family master to break my leg that day, and I was abandoned on a remote desert road outside Ping'an Town at night, if I hadn't met Mayor Zong, I'm afraid that a certain person would have passed away, and even my wife's body was also cremated with the help of Mayor Zong."

Now Shi Chen is even more calm, why is Mayor Zong involved in it?

Moreover, Yang Cuilian was cremated? Then why did you see another tomb of Yang Cuilian?!

There were more and more thoughts in his mind, and Shi Chen finally couldn't help it.

He looked at Mr. Danzhu with a serious expression.

"Don't lie, I've seen Yang Cuilian's tomb in the mass grave opposite the bamboo forest, but this time I came over, the cemetery disappeared out of thin air..."

Hearing this, Mr. Danzhu's face changed three times, and he no longer regained his previous calmness.

Such a change naturally attracted the attention of the three of them.

Shi Chen silently put a palm under the table, and aimed his palm at Mr. Danzhu.

After Shi Chen said this, Mr. Danzhu did not look at Shi Chen, but instead looked at the four-eyed Taoist.

"I didn't want to say anything about it, and it has nothing to do with the Yang family, but since this little brother has already seen it, there is no need to hide it, there is only one request from XX, and that is..."

After that, Mr. Danzhu looked at the four-eyed uncle, and the meaning was self-evident.

"I'm a cheerful person, I have something to say, and I can let go of a fart quickly."

The four-eyed Taoist head buckled his nose, and the light bamboo eyes made him feel like a bully.

"Okay, then so-and-so will tell me bluntly."

Mr. Tamitake sat upright again.

"My wife is indeed dead, and she has not returned to her soul, nor has she become a ghost, her legs are disabled, and her wife is separated, although I heard that the Yang Mansion was slaughtered, but I have no intention, and I am not able to inquire about anything."

It is worthy of being born as a storyteller, Danzhu's skills are very high, and the narration is very simple and clear, Shi Chen and the others listened attentively.

"Later, after being rescued by the mayor of Zongzhen, he lived in seclusion in the bamboo forest, raising bamboo and planting bamboo all day long, but also let a certain get some peculiar induction, this bamboo forest seems to have its own life, and a certain used the vitality of the bamboo forest to combine the long hair left by my wife and the essence of my own blood to create my daughter, Huang Xiaocui."

With that, Mr. Tabuku turned his head and looked at the void around him.

This scene made the four-eyed Taoist squint, but he didn't sense anything at all.

"Cui'er, come out and meet you."

Mr. Tabuku smiled lovingly at the clearing.

Then, a miraculous thing happened, and a girl dressed in red appeared from it.

The girl's appearance mark is very similar to that of Yang Cuilian in the photo.

After the appearance, the girl said a blessing to everyone, and then glanced at Shi Chen again, and when she turned around, she secretly winked at Shi Chen.

Everyone has their own doubts.

But when the four-eyed Taoist saw the girl, his eyes lit up.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, how did you do this, you actually created a spirit!"

Spirit?

After hearing this new term, everyone's eyes were focused on the four-eyed Taoist.

even includes the girl in red, Huang Xiaocui herself.

The atmosphere froze for a moment.

She stretched out her delicate palm and turned it over to create a small cemetery.

On the book "The Tomb of the Beloved Daughter Yang Cuilian." ”

It's exactly the same as the cemetery Shi Chen saw before!

Mr. Danzhu pointed to the mini cemetery in Huang Xiaocui's hand.

"I don't know what the spirit is, but I'll tell you the truth... A beloved daughter is not a "person"! ”