I looked at Zhang Yiqing in surprise, but Zhang Yiqing's face was not red and his heart was not beating, and his psychological quality was excellent.

After Zhang Yiqing finished saying this, he was immediately silent for a while, and then immediately sounded a hurried movement and said, "Come, come, Yang Duangong, you wait." "

"I'll be right here. I'm waiting. "

This person's voice was very hurried, and he didn't have the slightest doubt that the person outside was Yang Duangong, which made me feel strange, because Yang Duangong was dead, and our village and Yangjia Village were so close, and Wangjia Village would definitely know the news of Yang Duangong's death. But now it seems that in the Wang Po family, there is almost no hesitation to know that Yang Duangong is not dead.

With the door creaking open. A voice also sounded and said, "Duangong, you are ...... so late"

In the middle of his sentence, his voice stopped abruptly, and he looked at us dumbfounded and said, "What's ......?"

When he said this, he immediately changed his words and said, "Who are you?" "

Zhang Yiqing squared one hand on his chest and said, "Immeasurable Tianzun, the poor road passed through here, and I came to take a look." "

The person who opened the door was probably a young man in his twenties, with a bald head and a fierce look on his face, and he didn't look like a character to be messed with. "

As he spoke, he also pushed Zhang Yiqing with his hands, but Zhang Yiqing stood still and didn't move at all, the guy saw this, and pushed it hard, Zhang Yiqing seemed to grow out of the ground. No matter how this guy pushed, Zhang Yiqing just didn't move half a minute.

The bald man looked at Zhang Yiqing in surprise and said, "What do you want to do?" "

"It's not what we want to do, it's Yang Duangong who asked us to come."

The bald man's face changed and he said, "What Yang Duangong, isn't Yang Duangong dead?" "

His gaze dodged, but Zhang Yiqing didn't care at all, but said: "It doesn't matter if he dies or not, the important thing is that he asked us to come, don't you invite us in to sit?" "

The bald man still looked puzzled, but invited us in and sat down.

However, the bald man's actions made the suspicion in my heart a little heavier, and when I got inside, the bald man did not continue to speak, but looked at Zhang Yiqing, waiting for Zhang Yiqing to speak, Zhang Yiqing looked familiar, and when he saw a stool, he sat down and did not speak.

After a stalemate like this for two or three minutes, the bald man finally couldn't help but say, "What did Yang Duangong ask you to do?" "

Zhang Yiqing will say: "Didn't you say that Yang Duangong is dead? "

Zhang Yiqing asked rhetorically, and the bald man was choked by Zhang Yiqing. His face was flushed, and finally he was angry and said: "I don't care if he dies or not, what does it have to do with me, if you have something, say it quickly, if it's okay, Lao Tzu is going to sleep." "

The bald man's voice was so loud that it was like he was trying to drink us.

Zhang Yiqing still said calmly: "Okay, since you are in such a hurry, then we will leave." "

Zhang Yiqing got up as he spoke, but before leaving, Zhang Yiqing said, "I'm leaving now, and I still have a few words to say to you." "

The bald man said angrily: "If you have something to say, say it quickly." "

Zhang Yiqing smiled and said, "Young man, how about I make a bet with you?" "

"Bet on what?"

Zhang Yiqing said: "Bet on one thing, isn't it a few days after your mother died?" I bet that in three days, your mother will come to the door. "

The bald man suddenly changed color, and his mood seemed to have become even worse. He said, "Get out of here, and talk like this in the middle of the night." "

If we don't leave this time, the bald man will probably blow us out with a kitchen knife.

Zhang Yiqing didn't stay too long, got up and walked out. I chased after Qi Yao with me, Zhang Yiqing was calm, like in this world, nothing can make him angry. However, when Zhang Yiqing came to Mrs. Wang's house, he didn't ask if the son of Mrs. Wang's family was the person who was rescued by Yang Duangong back then.

I couldn't help but remind Zhang Yiqing.

Zhang Yiqing smiled and said, "No need to ask." "

I said, "How?" "

Zhang Yiqing said to me: "If I tell you that your father is dead, if I look for you in three days." Are you happy? "

Without hesitation, I said, "Of course I'm happy!" Even if my dad died, I'd be glad if my dad's soul could come to me. "

"But what do you think of the son's reaction?"

I thought about it, Wang Po's son was very angry at the time, as if this was a very bad thing, didn't he want his mother to come back, but why didn't he want it?

Could it be that he is at odds with his mother?

If you think about it carefully, Wang Po should also be a good person. After all, for so many years, it is indeed a pity that people from ten miles and eight towns have given births and died like this. Now that the princess is dead, won't her own son see him? And the son of the princess seems to be very angry.

I immediately thought, shouldn't I be at odds, Wang Po begged Yang Duangong for her son.

I suddenly became a little conflicted, more and more confused.

I asked Zhang Yiqing, "Master Zhang, what the hell is going on?" "

Zhang Yiqing's face turned straight and said: "If I tell you, Wang Po may have been killed by his son, do you believe it?" "

After I heard this, I was terrified, and my breathing became a little heavier, Wang Po's son killed his mother? And it was the son who was desperately trying to save the life, I shook my head and said I didn't believe it. There is a saying that tiger poison does not eat children, and the reverse is also true, I think it also works.

Zhang Yiqing said to me: "Since you don't believe it, I don't need to say it anymore." "