"Go to the village chief of Shanghe Village and ask him if the old man wants the birthday of the deceased's family. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info "I said to Lang Gao.

He frowned and wondered, "You want to combine the eight characters for them?" ”

I hummed and urged him to hurry up and find the village chief, while I continued to stay in the hall and tinker with the coffin.

Na Lang was also refreshed, turned around and left.

After he left, the four brothers Chen Erbei and Feng Cao Yushun came around, stared at the coffin and looked at it, and when they saw that they didn't feel like it in the end, they reached out and touched the coffin again, sighing, this colorful coffin is magical.

Watching their movements, I never spoke, my eyes kept staring at the pattern on the coffin, as far as I know, this colorful coffin is for the five kinds of life, only the five kinds of life people are killed, can calm the five color coffin.

And now with Song Qianxi, only four people have died, that is, one more person will die.

I thought that the grandchildren of the deceased would die in this funeral, but now that I look at the situation, I am afraid that it is not like that, but someone else.

This makes me a little confused, the deceased's relatives seem to be basically dead, no, there are still people who are not dead, the wife of the deceased.

Since entering Shanghe Village, no one has ever heard of the deceased's wife, is his wife still alive?

With this thought flashing through my mind, I asked Chen Erbei to stay in the hall with the four brothers, while I planned to go to the brothers of the deceased and ask about the situation of the deceased's wife.

As soon as he came out of the hall, the boss who was in a good mood chased him out, and he said, "Palace master, there is something I forgot to tell you." ”

I stopped, looked at him, and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

He hesitated for a while and explained: "Before you went to Dongting Lake, you found a body in a pond, and you asked Brother Yang to call the police, and then the police came. ”

At this point, he didn't continue, but stared at me for a while, and didn't speak.

I was a little anxious, before going to Dongting Lake, I did find a corpse in the pond, and Yang Yan was also asked to call the police at that time, I remember that Song Hua said at that time that it was his uncles who killed the man.

However, just now, his uncles actually appeared in the hall, which is a bit wrong, if they were really killed, they should have been taken away by the police.

So, I said in a deep voice, "If you have something, just say it." ”

He glanced up at the hall and said in a low voice: "At that time, the police had already taken away the deceased's brothers, but You Shusong stopped them, and he said that it was not those brothers who did it, but Song Hua did it." ”

I didn't understand what he meant, so I said, "The police believe it?" ”

"Believe!" He nodded.

As soon as I heard this, I was a little angry, Made, what's the matter with those policemen, how could they listen to You Shusong's words without any evidence, so he said: "Did You Shusong come up with any evidence?" ”

"It seems to have taken it, it was a letter, I don't know what was written on it, but after those policemen saw the letter, they left without saying a word." He explained to me.

Epistle?

My mind is a little messy, this funeral is messed up enough, and now what bullshit letters are coming out.

Without hesitation, I asked him to go back to the hall, and I walked quickly towards Song Guangming's house.

As soon as I arrived at the door of Song Guangming's house, I heard a voice from inside, it was a woman's voice, if I guessed correctly, it should be Song Guangming's daughter-in-law, she said: "Da Mingzi, isn't it a bit unkind for us to do this?" ”

Hearing this, I didn't rush to knock on the door, but hid in the door, stuck the door page, and began to steal the sound.

"What's unkind, it's that they are unkind first, and it's no wonder that we are unjust." Listening to this voice, it should be Song Guangming's voice.

"But... They are our brothers after all, let's do this... I always felt a little sorry for him. Another voice rang out.

"Yes, big brother, he's dead now, if we do something to his grandchildren, won't we?" said another voice on the side.

"Okay, since you have a conscience, I won't persuade you much, it's just that there are some things I must say in advance, once I get their family's money, you three brothers, each can only share 5%, don't think about sharing it equally."

"This..., big brother, well, we'll all listen to you."

Hearing this, my heart tightened, could it be that a few of them made everything happen?

No, I know very well what the Song Guangming brothers are, and if you want to say that they peeped into the money of the deceased, I believe it. However, to say that they made a multicolored coffin, this is like a swan marrying a toad, there is almost no possibility.

At the moment, I patiently continued to listen.

They didn't speak, and the room fell silent.

After about five or six minutes, Song Guangming spoke again, and he said, "That's it, I'll go and tie up his grandchildren." ”

"It's all up to the eldest brother."

Several others chimed in.

"Okay, whether you can get rich or not depends on this time." That Song Guangming said.

Immediately, there was a crackling sound in the room, which should be tinkering with some iron tool.

I couldn't hold back any longer, took a few deep breaths, tried to calm myself down, and then raised my hand and knocked on the door a few times, saying, "Is Uncle Guangming at home?" ”

I shouted this because I had overheard the content of their conversation just now, so I had to be respectful in my tone, lest they see the flaws, and as for the unpleasantness that had occurred with them in the hall before, I had already thrown it out of the clouds.

Well, you have to learn to be tactful, this is the virtue I learned in prison.

As I shouted, the room fell silent for a moment, and a voice came out, a female voice, asking, "Who is it in the middle of the night?" ”

"It's me, Chen Jiu." I replied.

After a while, the door opened, and it was Song Guangming's daughter-in-law, and I glanced into the room, and found that the brothers were sitting at the edge of the table, and there were some very strange iron tools next to them.

The iron tool is like a hoe that we often use in the countryside, but it is definitely not a hoe, because the iron tool does not have a sharp end, just like an iron plate, and the top position is a bamboo cane, which is covered with fine holes.

When I saw the iron tools, I pretended to be surprised, and I asked the woman who opened the door, "What are you doing with these iron tools?" ”

"It's nothing, it's nonsense." The woman replied, walked straight into the room, and stood behind Song Guangming, a room full of people staring at me angrily, and did not speak.

I couldn't understand what they meant, but I blamed me for having a conflict with them when I was in the hall.

At that moment, I smiled, walked straight in, found a wooden stool next to them and sat down, and said with a smile: "Uncle Guangming, Xiao Jiu has a question, I want to ask for advice, I wonder if you can be free?" (To be continued.) )