Walking through a junction, Jiang Yue made a new discovery.

He seemed to have found the source of the smell of burning paper in the air.

At this intersection, there is an alley going inside. Jiang Yue observed the mouth for a while, and several people with black yarn wrapped around their arms and sad faces went in and out of the alley.

"Go in and have a look. Jiang Yue glanced at Old Han.

I didn't walk a few steps into the lane, and there was an ancestral hall, the Wang ancestral hall.

"Wang is one of the three surnames in Yunxi Town, Wang, Zhao, and Tang, accounting for at least more than half of the population of Yunxi Town. ”

Before Yunxi Town was not established, these three surnames lived along the river in the area of this stream. Passed down from generation to generation, even if it develops into a town, these three surnames have flourished and have been rooted here, forming the current pattern.

Wang's ancestral hall is naturally a place where people surnamed Wang worship their ancestors.

The smell of burning paper money is emanating from this ancestral hall.

Before they could walk in, the two of them heard a whimpering cry. Listening to this voice, there are more than one or two people crying.

The two walked to the door of the ancestral hall and pretended to glance inward.

In the ancestral hall, there are four coffins!

The four coffins were placed towards the ancestral hall, occupying a lot of space in the ancestral hall.

It is clear that the four coffins belonged to four different families.

Four simple mourning halls were erected in front of the coffin.

Although it was broad daylight, although incense and candles were lit, because of the four coffins, the first feeling of the entire ancestral hall was extremely eerie.

The family members sobbed, the expressions on their faces were almost numb with sadness, obviously sad to the extreme, but instinctively kept adding paper money to the fire.

After the paper money is burned through, it turns into paper ashes, and paper money is added again.

Wooden and mechanical repetition.

What does it mean to have a dead heart?

Here it is.

This situation and this scene are iron-hearted, and it is inevitable to be moved.

The two of them are interesting, as outsiders, they have no reason to enter the ancestral hall at this time to peep, so they have to take a few steps back.

After a while, a fourteen or fifteen-year-old half-grown boy, with red eyes and wiping tears, walked out of the ancestral hall.

Seeing Jiang Yue and Lao Han standing outside the ancestral hall, the sadness in their eyes faintly gave birth to a little hostility, glaring at the two strangers.

"What are you doing?" the boy was obviously angry because of the death of a loved one, and his tone was rather unfriendly.

"Brother, we have no ill intentions. Jiang Yu, who opened a South Goods Store on Front Street, is my sister-in-law. ”

"I don't know. The young man had a dark face and a stiff tone.

Jiang Yue patted his head, her sister-in-law had been married to the town for a few years, and her name was too literary and artistic for the people in the countryside, and it was too normal for people to know it.

"Oh, my uncle's name is Tang Tiande. By the way, my brother's name is Sangou, and I am his second brother. Sangou lived in my aunt's house for a long time. You should know each other, right?"

Look at this kid, two or three years older than Sangou, the town is so big, there will always be a play, right?

Hearing the names of Tang Tiande and Sangou, the young man's face really eased.

stared at Jiang Yue and looked at it: "It seems to look a little like Sangou." What are you doing here? Uncle Tiande's family, aren't they going to the city?"

"Yes, yes! They're all in town. But my aunt was a little worried and asked me to come back and have a look. ”

"What are you doing when you're gone, what are you going to do when you're gone?" the young man's face changed again.

The first sentence is good, and the next sentence is funny.

However, Jiang Yue and Lao Han both felt that this young man seemed to have a very aggressive tone, but in fact, he didn't have much malice.

Instead......

It seems that there is some hidden goodwill?

"Little brother, we're not outsiders, let's say something from the bottom of our hearts. I heard that there were several homicides in the town, and someone asked us to investigate...... "Jiang Yue could see that this young man could do his work, so he patiently continued to communicate.

The young man paused, his eyes a little hesitant.

"And what did you investigate?" the boy suddenly asked a very strange question.

"It's a bit of a bonus. I feel that these murders are not normal, and the murderer caught may not be the murderer. "If you want to capture the curiosity of this teenager in a short time, you have to give a little dry goods.

Sure enough, after the boy heard this, his eyes lit up.

"You think so, too?"

"Are you too?" Jiang Yue asked rhetorically.

The boy's expression became tangled again, biting his lip, as if he was making some difficult decision.

"Brother, who was killed in your family?" This question is a bit rude, but it can bring each other closer and open the other party's psychological defense.

"It's my sister. The young man's face was full of pain, and he muttered, "First my sister was killed, and the next day my neighbor's sister had an accident, and my eldest brother was arrested as a murderer." ”

"But I know that my brother will never be the murderer, and on the night of the neighbor's sister's accident, my brother and I slept in the same bed, because of my sister's business, we didn't sleep much all night, and he couldn't be the murderer! ”

This is a typical replicator's modus operandi.

It's no wonder the teenager is in such pain, and it's no wonder the family is close to breaking down. Of the three children in the family, one was killed and one was smeared as a murderer.

This kind of human tragedy, for any family, is an unbearable disaster.

Speaking of pain, the boy held his head in his hands, crouched against the base of the wall, and sobbed in a low voice.

"I believe in you. Jiang Yue stepped forward and patted the young man on the shoulder.

"Really?" said the young man with tears in his eyes.

"It doesn't matter if it's your sister or your neighbor's sister. All the murderers who were caught were not real murderers. Jiang Yue suppressed his voice, and the voice could only be heard by this young man.

"Really?" the boy's eyes lit up.

My sister is really gone, but if my brother can clear his innocence, that's a good thing.

"Really. We already have preliminary evidence. ”

The young man stretched out his sleeve and wiped away his tears: "Don't lie?"

"No lies. Otherwise, what do you think we're doing in town?"

If the murderer is confirmed, it seems that there is no need to send someone to investigate. Someone came to investigate, then there must be something new.

Although he is only a teenager in a village and town, he is a middle school student after all, and he still has this logical ability.

The young man's heart was obviously opened by Jiang Yue. was about to talk to Jiang Yue in detail.

A woman with a sad face on her face in the ancestral hall walked out, apparently the mother of a teenager, and shouted, "Third child, what are you muttering to people you don't know?"

"Mom, they say that my eldest brother is not a murderer, and Brother Yuan Sheng is not a murderer who killed my sister. ”

I thought that this topic would arouse the curiosity of this woman, but who thought that this woman came over with a black face, dragged the young man up, and said fiercely: "You shut up for me, you can also believe the tongue of people you don't know outside? ”

As he spoke, he glared at Jiang Yue and them, revealing a strong sense of defense.

I almost didn't say it directly, stranger, get out of here!

The emotions of the victim's family were excited, and Lao Han naturally would not stiffen his head at such a time, pulled Jiang Yue's sleeve, and motioned for him to take a step back and speak.

"Auntie, I'm not an outsider, Tang Tiande in the town is my uncle. I'll just ask a few questions...... "Jiang Yue is not giving up.

"I don't know, I don't know, we don't know anything!" the woman waved her hand, and her tone was extremely rough, and she didn't seem to have any patience at all.

"Mom, he's Sangou's brother, and he's really not an outsider. Sangou, you don't know each other, and you often come to our house to play. This is his brother. ”

"Brother Sangou?" the woman was slightly surprised, thought for a moment, and suddenly asked, "Are you from Panshiling?"

"Yes, my sister-in-law also knows my sister-in-law, right?"

"There was an old immortal in Panshiling in the early years, everyone called him Mr. Yunhe, who are you?"

"That's my grandfather. Jiang Yue was slightly surprised.

The old immortal? Grandpa's reputation outside is so big? It's the old fairy again, and it's Mr. Yunhe's. These titles are full of respect.

"Your grandfather is gone, is he?" the woman's tone was a little dark.

"Yes, it's been years since he died. ”

"Alas!" the woman received the answer she wanted, and her expression became darker and darker, even a little hopeless.

"Guys, let's go. Yunxi Town is not a place for outsiders. ”

Perhaps because of the face left by Jiang Yue's deceased grandfather, the woman was no longer as hostile as before, but persuaded them to leave.

The situation is a little weird.

It was her son who persuaded them to leave, and now the woman persuaded them to leave.

What are they afraid of?

If they were really afraid of something, why did they just persuade the two of them to leave?

Seeing that Jiang Yue and the others didn't seem to give up, their eyes looked into the ancestral hall.

The woman shook her head and said, "Don't beat those people's ideas, even if they know anything, they won't say it." ”

Listening to this tone, they seem to know something.

But at the same time, it sounds like they know something, but they seem to have accepted their fate.

It seems that there is an invisible force in Yunxi Town, which makes them unable to struggle, and dare not struggle.

There is no choice but to accept fate!