Chapter 92: The Past of the Murder of My Own Husband (1)
In the next few days, I squatted outside the door of the widow's house for several nights, after all, I found nothing, even the two white grimaces in the ditch were gone, although this thing seems very strange but it is still in my expectation, it is inevitable that I have some complaints, hey, I want to work this time, I am here to explore the learning experience, but now the teaching materials are not found, I still learn a bird, if I go back, these nights of eating and sleeping in the open are in vain, and I also live up to the master's hard work, this matter is not to be revealed, I really don't have the face to go back.
In the past few days, I have been living in this inconspicuous small hotel, and the boss here is also familiar, people do not ask what we are here for, as long as the daily room fee is paid, I love to do what, his hotel next door is his family to open a bathhouse willing to take a bath, even, I shamelessly rub a few dinners!
The reason why I can be so presumptuous is mainly because the shopkeeper's family is very hospitable, and the objective reason is that they think I am very good-looking and a good guy, and the shopkeeper is about forty years old, stocky, flat-headed, and has a chivalrous spirit unique to our Shandong people, and talks eloquently.
We talked a lot between us, so I inevitably asked a few more questions, but I didn't expect it to be really rewarding, so I asked him thoughtfully:
"Brother, what's the name of this village not far behind your hotel?"
"Pumpkin shop, what, you have distant relatives here?"
"Hey, where, if you want relatives and I still live with you?"
"Haha, too," the shopkeeper smiled as if he was bored with himself.
"Brother, I heard that in this village, there is a widow's house, and men often die at the door?" I asked tentatively intermittently.
The shopkeeper heard my words, and the originally boring laugh suddenly turned into a ** laugh, and said:
"Young man, it's lonely at night."
"What?" I didn't really understand what he meant.
"You still pretend to me, what are you afraid of, what are you embarrassed about, men?"
"Brother, I don't understand what you're saying," I shook my head in confusion.
"You don't know what I mean, but I know what you mean," the shopkeeper then laughed again, and he continued:
"That widow is a beautiful thief, don't look at her thirties and still very delicate," he suddenly leaned into my ear and said mysteriously
"I've been on her, ** sound is a good sound, as soon as she screams, the root of her life will be soft, my brother's body is not good"
"Brother, what do you say?" How could I not be ashamed when I heard such words, and my face turned red with shame.
"You, here you go again, young man, shy," the shopkeeper laughed at me, and continued: "This woman is quite famous in our part of the country, and she is also called 'Friend of Singles,' for her existence has benefited us Singles who have been attached to several villages."
"Brother, see that you are not a frivolous person, leave some virtue on your mouth, after all, people have not offended you"
"Hey, brother, what you said is wrong, this woman is ten yuan at a time, this is a well-known thing in our radius of several miles, don't believe it, you bring the money to try it at night, besides, my brother has done this before, and he can still deceive you."
"I didn't mean that, I just wondered, how did her man die? Why didn't she remarry! Did the man who died in front of her house kill for money? Why didn't the police arrest her? ”
I threw out these questions in a row, and the shopkeeper was dumbfounded, and finally, he shrugged helplessly and said:
"Hell knows! You can bring ten dollars to her and listen to her tell her stories, brother, you think I don't know, although you pay for the room every day, you don't live here at night, and you don't come back until dawn! ”
"Brother, you said, did you have a dispute with the widow when you went to prostitute at night, you name it, and my brother will help you solve it," the shopkeeper swore and said.
"Brother, since you know everything, I won't hide it from you"
"Haha, I'll just say, you have a ghost in your heart, say it quickly" He was smug.
"Little brother, Shao Erdan, is Mr. Yin and Yang, studied under the Yin and Yang master Shao Xingze, and came to the pumpkin shop to investigate how the man in front of the widow's door died"
"What, brother, what are you talking about, you are Mr. Yin and Yang" The shopkeeper shook his head in disbelief when he heard this, I saw that he was a little unconvinced, and took out a charm from his arms to freeze the puppy that was jumping in front of our eyes, and I took out a charm from my arms and threw it into the air, the charm instantly burned in the air, and the wind blew, and there were no ashes left.
"The master is above, ask the master to bless me," the shopkeeper bowed to me respectfully, and I quickly helped me up and said:
"Brother, it's serious, I'm Mr. Yin and Yang, and I don't have the ability to bless people, but I always firmly believe that good people will be rewarded"
I went from being a kid to being serious, and he was going from a big man to a cringe, and I have to blame him for wanting too much.
"I don't know Taishan with my eyes, I was offended just now, I'm sorry," he apologized again and again.
"Brother, you don't have to be so restrained, it's better to be like before, I want to thank you for taking care of you these days, besides, I still have to stay with you for a few more days."
"Okay, okay, yes, yes, yes" He nodded again and again, since the words are clear, I should still ask, he told me to say, it is the last man who died in front of the widow's door, and now more than half a year has passed, half a year, half a year, whether it is long or not, it is not short or short, if it is really like what the owner of this shop said, this widow is very romantic, and she will restrain her behavior in this half a year? Maybe they'll steal people with fish! Could this be a breakthrough in this incident?
When it was time for dinner in the evening, the owner of this small inn made many dishes, invited all the people in his family out, and had to entertain me hospitable, sitting in a side hall of their house and watching the sumptuous meal on the dining table, I naturally knew his intentions, nothing more than to hear me tell some strange things such as ghosts, gods, yin and yang, a person who can tell the widow's affair so vividly, do you think he will let me go? But this is also in line with my intentions, why can't I catch this mess up and eat, I, he, each have their own needs, maybe the night room fee will be waived for me!
I have to say that the owner of this shop still has the shrewdness of a small businessman, he took the master as the starting point to pry my mouth open, and heard me tell some stories and nonsense from his mouth that he wanted to hear, from this point of view, he is still very smart, master, Shao Xingze, usually the dragon sees the head but not the end, there are really few people who have really seen him and know his old man, but his name has long been outside, not to mention the resounding in this radius of a hundred miles, he guarded me as an apprentice and said a word of admiration and reverence for the master, in the end, he still wants to be close to me, I've seen this for a long time!
At the beginning of this little dinner, he asked some strange things, and even some nonsense that I had never heard before, I should bear it, and after I was full of wine and food, he still did not notice my boredom, and still chattered and asked, I had a full burp helplessly, touched the oil on my mouth with my hand, and drank a sip of strong tea to clear my throat, I smiled and said to him a sentence that sounds loud to this day, I said:
"The reason why a person is always happy is because he has no troubles, and the less you know about some things that increase your troubles, the better, so that you will feel happier you are, and if so, will you ask me anything?"
"Blame me for my mouth splashing, I don't ask, don't ask, in order to apologize, I punish myself with three glasses" The shopkeeper made a gesture and gently pumped his mouth with his hand, and then three glasses of wine went down.
He shut up, I still have something to ask him, in fact, I have doubts about the widow man's death, but when I throw this question again, I regret it, because he is going to start talking about obscenity and ** again, but I still have my own little belly, maybe he knows my identity and has reined in!
Speaking of the widow and her man, the shopkeeper opened up the conversation again as if he knew the roots, but not so frivolously in words.
He said, this widow's surname is Zhang, since she died of a man, the locals call her Widow Zhang behind her back, what about this widow and his man, how to describe it, hey, by the way, just like Pan Jinlian and Wu Dalang, the woman is beautiful, the man is ugly, and the last thing you should be able to imagine right.
"Tell me about her man"
"His man, her man used to work as a miner in a coal mine in Xintai, and then he died suddenly for some reason," the shopkeeper suddenly lowered his voice and leaned into my ear and said:
"Eighty percent of her men were killed by her, we locals say so, isn't it just for the convenience of dating men that she doesn't marry now! Otherwise, I can't explain the cause of death of the two bare-bottomed men who died in front of her house, which must be the revenge of her dead man returning to the world, do you believe it" I forced myself to think about the smell of wine coming out of his mouth...... Although the owner of this shop is often open-mouthed, his analysis is not unreasonable.
"Hey, if someone's woman is too romantic, then the man in her family will not live long, I dare to pack a ticket, one counts as one"
I didn't reply or ask anything more, is the widow Zhang in the mouth of the shopkeeper really like what he said? Merry, **, ruthless, murdering her husband, I still believe that she is a good person when I have not solved the mystery, maybe she is a good person, but sometimes a good person is scolded the most ruthlessly, and people are terrible, isn't that it.
In the middle of the night, I made up and sang 'I have a date with the widow', entered the pumpkin shop village and then lurked in the haystack in front of Widow Zhang's house, and went up for many days after all, but I found nothing, I was very angry, because I suspected that the inn's shopkeeper who liked good things secretly followed me, and I suddenly began to feel that he didn't just want to know some exciting ghost stories, but that he had some ulterior secrets and was related to Widow Zhang, could they be adulterers**, This shameless thought of mine really disgusted me, oops, this time it's really different from usual, it's just a fucking thing about some male prostitutes and female thieves? In the future, this kind of work should be done less, otherwise it will affect the body and mind.
Time is in the blink of an eye is the middle and late of this month, in addition to calling home a few times to report safety, has been stuck in the pumpkin shop, I let go, this time I must collect and store a flower to keep a flower, catch a flower rabbit and say, keep the next half a month, no result, how can I give up, after all, things often happen when you want to give up......
But this kind of stubborn defense is not a way after all, the strategy still has to be changed, another night passed, and in the morning, I found the shopkeeper and left the room, and by the way, I told him that I had investigated the matter clearly, and I should return to the master's side to make an errand, and the shopkeeper was suspicious and wanted to ask something! He just wanted to know the answer, how could I tell him, because I didn't know the answer myself, and I deliberately said this to leave, just to paralyze him, because, I suspect that he has ruined my good deeds, and I know that he will not believe it, but the smoke bomb has been released, and it is convenient for me to do so.
I left the inn, walked a long way, walked out of his gaze that had been staring at me, and came to a place unknown to me, and I did not want to rest, and I could not tell the meaning of doing so, why should I doubt the innkeeper of the inn? But it's always good to take precautions.