In the face of such a group of menacing ordinary people, we are not panicked, but it is also a little strange.

Ma Yiao stepped forward and asked, "Your Excellency, what is the situation?" ”

The man scolded viciously: "Don't pretend to be confused here, you two, aren't you the murderers of my father?" What kind of friends, sneaky, how could my father have friends like you? Is this a lie to a child? ”

After he finished speaking, the little boy named Lei Meng next to him also looked at us angrily, looking like he was facing a great enemy.

I squinted and found that there were really several cultivators in the field, including the man who was talking, and the thunderous little boy, but their strength was average, and the technique of looking at qi swept their eyes, and the brilliance was faint, not conspicuous, and it was definitely not because of the restrained breath.

Ma Yiao looked very calm and said, "Murderer? Didn't your father die violently? ”

Don't you know best how my father died?

Ma Yiao arched his hand, what do you call it?

The man didn't hide it, and said: "Lei Gang, I am Lei Danong's son, my father will not take revenge, and I will not share the sky!" ”

As he spoke, the rest of the villagers also rushed towards this side with all kinds of farm tools, sickles and other things, and pressed forward step by step.

Ma Yiao unintentionally caused a riot, and opened his mouth to identify himself: "We are friends of Zen Master Yongxiang of Shaolin Temple, your father is his lay disciple, you should know him, I have his contact information here, if you don't believe it, just call him." ”

When the man heard this, he was skeptical, took the note in Ma Yiao's hand, looked at it, and handed it to the son next to him.

The little boy was well-informed, took a look, and said, "This is the phone number of the Inner Shaolin Temple to contact the outside world." ”

The man said, "Go to the village branch and ask about the situation." ”

The little boy took the note and walked away, while Lei Gang waved his hand and asked the villagers to step back a little and make room for it.

We waited patiently and were not in a hurry.

After waiting for only five minutes, the little boy panted and turned back and said to his father: "The master of Shaolin Temple replied, saying that Master Yongxiang had just come back, and he set off without resting his feet, saying that he was coming to our house, and it was estimated that he was about to arrive......

Gen Yongxiang knew that our identities were sensitive, so he didn't reveal specific information.

However, his status in this area is transcendent, and a simple explanation made Lei Gang and the others immediately change their attitudes, and they quickly put away the guys, invited us to the next room, apologized to us, and hurriedly brought tea.

Lei Gang was with a few principals and talked to us.

Regarding their apology, Ma Yiao was very calm, chatted briefly, and then asked, "How many days ago did your father die?" ”

Lei Gang didn't dare to slack off, and immediately replied, "Seven days ago." ”

Ma Yiao was a little strange, sorry, I don't know much about your customs and habits, but logically speaking, it is generally three or five days after the death, it will be buried, why is the coffin still behind the mourning hall?

Lei Gang said: "Sir, you don't know, my father died violently, his soul is uneasy, I have asked someone to ask specifically, in this case, you need to find someone to do things, and you can leave with peace of mind for seven days, otherwise, he is unwilling to leave, and those of us who are juniors are also difficult to sleep." ”

I said, "Why don't you see anyone doing things?"

Lei Gang said that this is not a meal, and they all went to eat.

Ma Yiao asked again: "Is it a Taoist priest or a monk?" ”

Lei Gang said with a wry smile: "My father believes in Buddhism, and the family also believes in Buddhism, but the problem is that the face is not big enough, and the monks who can't come to Shaolin Temple to do things can only invite a more famous god here to get it. ”

Ma Yiao nodded and did not comment.

Na Lei just opened his mouth and said: "Look at the two of you, you should also be insiders, right?" ”

Ma Yiao nodded yes, and then asked, "By the way, why did you just decide that the two of us were the murderers of your father?" How the hell did he die? ”

Lei Gang hesitated for a moment, and then said: "How he died, none of us know - he locked himself in the cellar, and then screamed for more than an hour, hoarse, all of us heard it, and hurried to the cellar, but found that the entrance and exit were locked, and it was tightly blocked, and we tried our best to smash it with an eight-pound hammer, and pry it with an iron bar, and finally we asked someone to get explosives and blow it open, and when we went in, everyone else was already dead, but there were still screams, echoing in the cellar......"

When he said this, it was creepy, and I couldn't help but ask, "Is there another exit from the cellar?" ”

Lei Gang replied, "No." ”

I said, are there any wounds on your father's body?

He still shook his head and said no.

Ma Yiao was silent for a moment and said, "Take us to the cellar to have a look?" ”

At this time, someone came in and hurriedly said, "Uncle, Master Yongxiang of Shaolin Temple is here." ”

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