Seeing that her daughter slept so soundly, the village chief's wife begged Lu Jingxiu to help her again. The village chief saw Lu Jingxiu's methods, and only then did he understand in his heart that the relatives of the Lao He family were not ordinary people! Then he also begged bitterly: "Meditation, you will be a good person to the end! Help my daughter again", my king was toothless and unforgettable, and said to Lu Jingxiu.

Seeing that Lu Jingxiu was a little hesitant, the village chief hurriedly said: "Don't worry, meditation, my king will not die well if I leak a word!"

"Uncle, if you don't say it, I will save Mingxia too, it's just that Lu Jingxiu paused. "It's just a retreat, tell me about it!" the village chief asked anxiously.

Lu Jingxiu raised his head and fell word by word: "Uncle, what happened in this river?!"

"If you want to solve a problem, you need to know why it is happening." The cause of the incident is in the river, and it is necessary to know what happened in the river before.

"What's wrong with the river?" the village chief wondered. The river occasionally washes clothes and wades through the water, but nothing happens. was asked by Lu Jingxiu, and the village chief was at a loss.

The village chief's wife seemed to have thought of something, and hurriedly responded: "Meditation, I remember!" The village chief turned his head and hurriedly said, come down quickly, tell Jingxiu. "Eh, the village chief's wife gently put down Wang Mingxia and walked to Lu Jingxiu.

The village chief hurriedly interjected: "You don't talk nonsense, isn't it normal for a few people to die a year by this river?"

The village chief touched the arm of the village chief's wife.

"There is really something wrong with this river, uncle, let's sit down and listen to my aunt talk slowly. "Okay, the village chief pulled out a bench for the two of them to sit down, and brought a small bench to sit next to him.

"She's drowned!" the village chief grinned. The village chief's wife said at this time: "I also heard my family mention that when I was young, I liked to play in the river, and my family scared me that there were ghosts in the river, so I didn't dare to go anymore.

"A long time ago, our village and Lu Village were still the same village, and there was a rich man surnamed Wu in our village, who not only had a group of wives and concubines at home, but also liked to mess with flowers and grass everywhere outside. But the essence of people is not bad, no matter which family is in need, he does not shirk, he can help, so the popularity in the village is still good.

"One morning, Wu's house was plastered with black and white letters, and it was rumored that the rich man Wu suddenly died at night, so many villagers came to mourn. The sudden death of the rich man Wu made many people suspicious, and there were many discussions in private, saying that several aunts and wives killed the rich man Wu in order to share the Wu family's property. The eldest lady and several aunts hugged the coffin in the court and cried, in order to prove their innocence, the eldest lady invited a servant to inspect the rich man Wu in advance before destroying the body of the rich man Wu.

"What about later?" asked the village chief curiously. The village chief's wife breathed a sigh of relief and said: "We have a particular point here, that is, the body of a person must be thoughtful when he leaves, otherwise he will not be able to save the reincarnation." Because there was no autopsy on the body of the rich man Wu, it was not found for several days. Seeing that it was the seventh day, the eldest lady overrode public opinion and insisted that the old man must be buried! Because the rich man Wu usually lived in the village, many people were able to carry the coffin.

"Come, one, two, three, one, two, three, and the poles are full of people, but the coffin is still motionless! Everyone was a little flustered, and several aunts and wives were even more frightened, and everyone began to talk about it. Although the eldest lady was afraid, she immediately invited the sixth master of the village.

"Sixth master, is it Wang Quan's master?" the village chief asked. "Well, it's Wang Quan's grandfather. "Uncle Wang Quan, this name sounds so familiar. "Alas, it's the one who went down to the river before the tiger last time Mingxia fell into the river. No wonder he didn't have anything to do when he went down the river, Lu Jingxiu suddenly realized.

The two family members pushed away the crowd, and the sixth master followed behind and walked majestically. Although the sixth master walked slowly, his eyes were very energetic.

"Sixth Master", "Sixth Uncle", "Sixth Uncle", everyone greeted each other. The sixth master responded with a smile.

"Sixth uncle, the eldest lady came over to help the sixth master, and her eyes were red and she said next to the sixth master. After the eldest lady finished speaking, the sixth master walked down, always with a smile on her face.

The people below saw that the sixth master had walked down, and opened a way to make it more convenient for the sixth master. The sixth master walked around the coffin a few times, and when he walked to the coffin in the last circle, he squatted down, he half-squatted and put his ear on the coffin, sometimes listening, sometimes whispering. Suddenly, the sixth master stood up, and the villagers hurriedly came over, looking at the sixth master's unique skill, and hurriedly inquired: "Master, what did you just say, master, what were you doing just now?"

The sixth master frowned and narrowed his eyes. After a while, he spoke: "People live for a breath, corpses are afraid for a breath, your lord did not swallow this last breath, I am afraid that there is some wish that has not been fulfilled!" After speaking, his face was both sad and a little hesitant.

Master, the eldest lady was the first to speak: "When the master was alive, he really wanted to add a male heir to the family, could it be this reason?" "Oh", the sixth master thought for a while, then squatted down and whispered next to the coffin, and after a moment he stood up again and shook his head.

"Master, you can't ask our Uncle Wu, what hasn't he realized", a villager at the bottom said curiously. The sixth master sighed and did not answer. The second aunt and the fourth aunt said with red eyes: "Sixth master, when the master was alive, he liked calligraphy and painting very much, isn't it that the master wants to take away everyone's calligraphy and painting?"

Well, the sixth master nodded thoughtfully, and then squatted down and whispered to the coffin. After a moment he got up again and shook his head. There was a lot of discussion about the low, and even a few aunts and wives didn't know what to do.

The sixth master suddenly glared and said, "Third lady! Master Wu has something to say to you!" The discussion stopped, and everyone looked at the third aunt.

I saw that the third aunt's face was pale, her eyes drooped, and she sneered as if she was relieved. The eldest lady reprimanded sternly: "Wanrong, what are you laughing at?!" The third aunt looked gloomy, and slowly spit out a few words: "That's right, I hurt the master!"

Everyone present exclaimed, first, to express their anger at the third aunt for hurting the rich man Wu too much, and secondly, to admire the sixth master's kung fu.

"Someone, take it for me!" the eldest lady shouted. Several family members dragged down the third room. "Hit me hard!" the eldest lady ordered.

Several family members held sticks and slammed towards the third aunt like rain. The sixth master couldn't bear to turn around, and the villagers all cheered.