"Yes, at the time of the funeral, Guan Erlin was in charge of carrying the coffin, Erlin's father did this, and after his father's health problems, Erlin continued to do it. In this area of Yangshan, no matter which family dies, Erlin must be asked to lift the weight. If you think about it, if he wasn't in good health, he wouldn't have been able to do such heavy work. "Grandma Liu has a lot of doubts about Guan Erlin's death.

"Some people say that Guan Erlin's death is related to his long-term weight lifting." Grandma Liu continued.

"What do you mean by that?"

"He often carried the dead -- carrying the coffin, saying that his body was heavy with yin and bad luck, and his fire was not strong, and his father carried the weight for most of his life, and lived until he was eighty-nine years old before leaving. Some people say it's more evil - but I don't believe that nonsense. ”

"How is it evil?"

"The last time Guan Erlin lifted the weight, when he was digging the grave, Guan Erlin turned his back to the sun, and when he was digging the soil, the shovel head dug up his own shadow - this is what a few people who lifted the weight said."

"Did you commit such a taboo?"

"Isn't it? People who lift weights are the most taboo about this. That night, Guan Erlin shouted that his heart ached -- this is what Wang Shiqin said. But I don't believe that. ”

"Why?"

"If Guan Erlin shouts that his heart hurts, my family should be able to hear it! But we didn't hear a single movement -- the next day before dawn, Wang Shiqin began to cry and mourn. ”

The implication of Grandma Liu's words is: Guan Erlin's death may be related to the monk Guangjie of Lingguang Temple. ”

If Guan Erlin did die unexpectedly, then this is another case, not a case within a case, so Ouyang Ping only pays attention to the information related to this case. As for the information that has nothing to do with this case, he has not had time to care about it for the time being--but Ouyang Ping will keep this matter in his heart--because this is a case after all.

After saying goodbye to Grandma Liu, Gu Changhe led the two of them directly to Wang Shiqin's house.

Before people enter the village, they can see two big trees in Wang Shiqin's yard, and in the whole Xima Village, the two big trees of Wang Shiqin's house are very prominent and conspicuous, and each tree has a bird's nest. Above the tree, several unnamed birds hovered.

The door of Wang Shiqin's house was closed.

Gu Changhe knocked on the door three times.

"Here we are." A woman's shrill voice came from inside the courtyard.

The door latch moved, the door slowly opened, and the three of them first saw a white face like paper, then saw a crimson tight sweater, and finally saw a pair of wide trousers.

Wang Shiqin combed her long braids—the braids dragged down to her waist.

"You guys are- oh, it's Gu Gong'an, do you have something to do? Come in - come in and sit in the courtyard. Wang Shiqin spoke in a loud voice, not to mention her well-proportioned figure and charming eyes, just listening to her voice was enough to make a man's heart shake.

Wang Shiqin completely opened the courtyard gate and let the comrades into the courtyard. There was a trolley in the yard, and on the trolley lay a cotton tire, which was fully deployed—it was probably the cotton tire that Ma Dazhu bounced.

"Wang Shiqin, where is Ma Dazhu?"

"After playing the cotton, Ma Dazhu left."

"Didn't he say where he was going?"

"I didn't say it, and I didn't ask."