Huzi never dreamed that there would be such a relax character in the world. He and Mr. Peng were also planning how to contact the corpse, so as to see what was going on and collect evidence to overturn the case for Li Lintang. Unexpectedly, the old lady who had sued Li Lintang to the yamen before actually came to the Sun Hill Temple again and asked Mr. Peng to organize the funeral for her son.

Huzi snorted viciously and scolded: "It's shameless! ”

Coming down the mountain, Mr. Peng didn't dare to take Zhao Shankun with him. He was afraid that Zhao Shankun would see the old lady who slandered Li Lintang, and he couldn't restrain himself from making a move with others. If it's a big guy, it's just a big guy, and it won't be bad if you fight, but this small-footed old lady has a wrinkled face, and she can't stand steadily, if Zhao Shankun doesn't retract his strength to punch him, I'm afraid that he will really do a murder case.

It stands to reason that if Yang Feng accused of murder, then the body should be sent to the yamen for inspection and filing by the coroner. But the old lady said that "the dead are great" and refused to comply, as long as she was buried quickly, but she stopped for five days, and she didn't even reach the first seven. And it was not simple, I built a shed and set up a mourning hall, set up a paper man, paper horse, and paper house, and invited Mr. Peng, a Mr. Yin and Yang.

When Mr. Peng came to the mourning hall to help with the convergence, he was actually very puzzled. What does this old lady think? When she complained, she pointed out that it was the monk who lived in the Sun Mountain Temple who killed her son Yang Erlengzi, but when she invited someone, she did not shy away from asking someone to go to the Sun Mountain Temple and invite Mr. Peng here. You must know that in Changtu Mansion, except for Mr. Yin and Yang, who can exorcise demons and subdue demons like Mr. Peng, there are still no other skills, but there are people who can preside over the funeral. Why did you invite him? Just to disgust them, this old lady's humanity is bad enough. Aren't you afraid that they will do something at the funeral?

It wasn't until she was about to change the deceased's life clothes that the old lady confided the truth.

"It's a shame to say this." The old lady Yang Feng's face was vegetable, her eyes were dark, and she thought that she hadn't had a good night's sleep for a long time, "I also know that you don't want to see me, but I'm also forced to lose my mind." My son...... It seems to have been deceitful. ”

It's no wonder I had to ask someone else. Since Zhang Daxian's whereabouts are unknown, around the city of Changtufu, there are only those who can catch ghosts and subjugate demons to show people, and only the ghost family is left.

"Oh? Deceived corpses? Wow, it's a scam corpse. Huzi sneered at the old lady, "Since this is a fraud on the corpse, then you have to add money, and you can't follow the rules of ordinary funeral customs." At that time, if there is a lot of trouble, a fire will burn, and there will be no bones. This is all up to you. ”

Huzi's words frightened the old lady twice, fell on the chair and gasped for breath for a long time. Mr. Peng glanced at Huzi and stepped forward and said, "You don't have to panic, what's the matter, tell me in detail." My apprentice is joking, please don't mind. ”

If it was such a joke, Huzi would have been beaten to death many times. But Mr. Peng didn't stop him just now, after all, he was not so detached, and he was angry in his heart. But this corpse fraud thing is no joke, this is already something that the ghost family has to take care of. After all, if it is really a corpse, it will hurt people and kill people, and personal grievances must be put aside first.

But this person is lying here honestly now, and Huzi didn't see anything unusual from the corpse, why did this old lady Yang Feng say that it was a corpse?

"The night before yesterday," said Yang Fengshi, "I was still packing my things, thinking about what to bury my son when he was buried." But I heard movement in the backyard, and when I looked over with the lamp, I saw my son...... Nibbling on chicken there...... Eat it raw, and your mouth is full of blood! I was so scared that I peed my pants and didn't dare to make a sound. Afterward...... Later, as if he had eaten well, he washed the blood from his face and lay back down, without even looking at me. This...... What's going on! ”

The old lady cried sadly, but Huzi and Mr. Peng were full of doubts. After defrauding the corpse, he should have lost his mind, how could he wash his face and then lie back down, pretending to be like an ordinary corpse?

The old woman continued: "He has been up every night since then. I don't do anything else, just eat chicken raw. I didn't dare to stop him, so I had to let him eat all the chickens in the house. I know that he doesn't hurt me because he is my son, and he knows that I am my own mother, and he doesn't do anything to me. So even if I was frightened, I didn't dare to say anything, and I still lived here. He didn't dare to hand over the corpse to the yamen, for fear that if he got up in the middle of the night and ate people, what would he do? ”

Oh, and the rules! Mr. Peng frowned, and said in his heart: Why have you encountered such unusual things recently?

"Impossible," Huzi said, "if it is a corpse, it is a complete corpse, and there is no saying that it will not change." If you cheat the corpse, then the six relatives don't recognize it, but it doesn't matter what kind of living creature you are, or his own mother. This is unusual. ”

As soon as Huzi said this, the old lady was even more flustered, and quickly knelt down: "Mr. Peng! Thou art saved, save my son! This person is dead, but you can't make him uneasy anymore, as long as you can save my son, I will go to the yamen to withdraw the lawsuit, punish me if you want to punish me, I am an old man, and death is worth it. ”

Huzi stretched his face: "Look at what you said, it seems that the yamen was opened by your family." This is a homicide case, not a petty theft in some parent, and I don't want you to withdraw the lawsuit. If you are truly remorseful, then give us an account of the truth, lest we have to suffer. ”

The old lady who was picked up by Mr. Peng was sad and sighed: "I...... How do I know! When he came back that day, it was almost dawn, he smelled of alcohol, and he also had a bamboo board between his arms. I asked him what was wrong, and he said that he had asked the monk of the Sun Hill Temple to break his hand. Ah, yes, no one else has done the injury, it can only be the life of the injury, what else is there to say? As long as you let my son enter the earth safely, I will go to the yamen and admit that I killed this man. ”

Huzi and Mr. Peng glanced at each other, both with shocked expressions. They didn't know before that Yang Erlenzi had already dealt with his injuries before returning home. Although it is said that the doctor is benevolent, he can temporarily ignore the diagnosis and treatment first, so where did Yang Erlenzi get the wine from in the middle of the night, and he was drunk?

Moreover, the injury has been preliminarily treated, which means that Li Lintang did not hurt the big blood vein on Yang Erlengzi's hand, after all, Sun Mountain is not close to Changtu Mansion City, if he injured the big blood vein, before waiting for medical treatment, this person should have died of blood loss. Therefore, the so-called recurrence of the injury may not be tenable.

There are many suspicious points here, and it is impossible to say that Li Lintang can be saved from trouble.

Mr. Peng pondered for a moment and said: "Right and wrong, black and white, you can't always make arbitrary judgments based on your imagination, we will naturally return my junior brother a clean slate." But let's leave it at that. Take me to your backyard, if there are still chicken bones left, it's the best. ”

The old lady nodded: "It's okay, sir, come with me." ”

Mr. Peng was led to the backyard by the old lady, but Huzi did not follow, but opened the box he carried with him and began to arrange the formation, tie up the red line, and bury the copper coins. Although in Yang Feng's statement, this corpse that Yang Er was stunned to deceive is not a threat. But if you are not afraid of 10,000, you are afraid of what if, if it really deceives and hurts people, it will be too late. It's better to plan ahead.

When arranging the magic circle, Huzi also carefully examined the corpse. He originally thought that the blood on the chest of the corpse was spurted from the wound of the severed hand, but now that he looked closer, he could naturally distinguish the direction of the blood splash, and it seemed that it was chicken blood. And there are chicken feathers on the collar, which confirms that what Yang Feng said is true.

But what puzzled Huzi the most was that there were no other external injuries on the corpse except for a broken arm. Reaching out and pressing it, there was no trace of internal injury. It seems that we will have to wait until the time to change the shroud and check it carefully.

As soon as he set up the magic circle here, a burst of firecrackers suddenly sounded outside the door, and some people clapped their hands and applauded, looking joyful and lively. You know, now there is a mourning hall outside the door, and the coffin is parked and hung up with a white curtain. Although there is no need to shy away from mourning for happy events such as getting married, it can't be said that firecrackers are set off at the door of people's mourning halls.

Huzi decided to go out and have a look. Although he didn't want to see this family, since he was helping to handle the funeral, and the owner of the family gave money, it should be for the family to do things well.

Coming outside the door, Huzi was startled. How can there be any excitement of getting married and mourning? These people beat gongs and drums, and they came to Yang Erlengzi's mourning hall! There are those who applaud, and there are those who gather around to watch the excitement.

There is even a person named Hanako who made up a paragraph of counting treasures, holding seven boards and singing here: "The sun is setting and the west mountains are getting dark, and every household closes the door." There is only one door that is not locked, and the gate of Yang's house is lifted! Why, you ask? Ha ha! Yang Erleng's life returned to heaven, he was hooked and his soul went to Huangquan, and a large number of people praised each other, and they smiled when they beat gongs and drums. ”

This time, Huzi was stunned, and he didn't know what to say for a while. First, I sighed what kind of character is this Yang Erlengzi? He's dead, someone beats gongs and drums, and sings with a board! The so-called death of a person is like a lamp going out, and there are words that kill people without nodding their heads. No matter how big the mistake is, one death is enough to pay it back. Unless it is Qin Hui and others, it is difficult to atone for their sins, it is worth celebrating like this.

The two said, what kind of humanity is this neighborhood? Everyone is dead, people are dead, and the dead are greater. If you say that you are happy to see him die, cook some water, cut some meat, and scald a pot of wine at home, humming a few sentences is just a celebration, and when you go to the door of someone's house, you set off firecrackers and beat gongs and drums, what is your benevolence and righteousness?

"Gentlemen, why are you so happy?" Huzi stepped forward and stopped, "People die like lights going out, I'm afraid it's not appropriate for you to do this, right?" Under the surname Peng, Peng Hu. I was invited to this house to handle the funeral, and everyone gave me a face, so let's disperse. and lest I be troubled with the house of the Lord. ”

Near Changtu Mansion City, there is now only one Mr. Yin and Yang who has the ability to hunt ghosts and subdue demons. It stands to reason that it cannot be offended. Even if nothing has happened to the family and they have never met, they should have heard of the names of Mr. Peng. Huzi spoke like this, and others should give him face.

There were really people in the crowd who recognized Huzi and greeted "Mr. Xiao Peng", but there were still people who didn't want to leave, so they wanted to be lively here, joking with Huzi: "Housheng, do you know what kind of character this family died?" Worthy of our celebration with such fanfare? ”

When Huzi heard this, he suddenly became interested: "Oh? Tell me about it. ”

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