Mrs. Wei glanced at Long Zihan and said, "If people don't say it, we can't open their teeth and look at it." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

The eldest brother of the Wei family said: "My neighbor has a bad mouth, but he is a little widow." ”

Listening to their answers one by one, Long Zihan asked again: "Are there some special people in the village, such as mental problems?"

Zhang Xiaoshan's father-in-law shook his head and said with certainty: "No, there used to be a crazy old man, but then he got old and passed away." ”

Long Zihan asked again: "Can the people who guard Yizhuang be considered normal?"

Wei Heming said: "You said that the coffin boy, the people in the village regard him as unknown, if it is not necessary, they will not talk to him when they meet, for fear of causing trouble." Over time, he also became Shinto. ”

Long Zihan frowned slightly and asked, "Coffin boy?"

Zhang Xiaohai explained: "The coffin boy's real name is Peng Yi'an, his mother died of dystocia when he gave birth to him, and he was born in the coffin. Therefore, the people in the village said that he was an ominous person, snubbed him, and gave him white eyes. Later, when he grew up, he was in charge of the uprising, at least he could eat a full meal. ”

Long Zihan said: "An umbilical cord, life and death at both ends, he was a poor man. ”

"What a poor man, his nemesis. Whoever sees him is unlucky, maybe my daughter's incident is also because I met him on the street before I got married. It must have been when we met him that our family would encounter such unfortunate things!"

The more Mrs. Wei spoke, the more excited she became, and her expression gradually became stained with hatred.

Then, as if she had thought of something, she suddenly widened her eyes and said, "Speaking of mental problems, isn't that Peng Yi'an a mental illness? Is he right, is he insulting my daughter's body?"

The eldest brother of the Wei family stopped his mother's crazy move of wanting to grab Long Zihan, pressed her shoulder, and said word by word: "Mom, don't do this!"

Mrs. Wei insisted as if she was out of control: "It's him, it must be right, isn't it? Not to mention our village, even if it's the nearby ten miles and eight townships, I can't find a person with more problems than him." It's him! I didn't think of it!"

"Enough!" Long Zihan snorted, calming the runaway Mrs. Wei.

Then, he looked at Mrs. Wei and scolded coldly: "These things have no basis at all, Madame should not say any more." ”

Mrs. Wei was furious, and said back: "Why don't I have a ......?"

Long Zihan didn't bother to listen to the woman's tricks, and raised his voice to interrupt her, saying, "If Madame really believes this, she should know that among the eighteen layers of hell, there is a layer dedicated to pulling out tongues and punishing those who speak evil and lie falsely. Misfortune comes from the mouth, and the lady is cautious. ”

These old ideas and ideas have really persecuted many people.

"I'm ......," Mrs. Wei quieted down.

As for the theory of ghosts and gods, these villagers really believe it.

You tell them the law, and they don't necessarily eat it. And with what they believe in

Long Zihan's simple words made Mrs. Wei shut up, and I have to say that he knows how to speculate on people's hearts.

At this time, the Chuyi man came over and said, "I found many fingerprints inside the coffin of the deceased, but this one is the most special. ”

After speaking, she handed over the tape paper with her fingerprints attached to it and said, "This fingerprint is called an arc pattern, because the arc pattern is shaped like an arch bridge or a bow, and it looks like a mountain peak, so some people will also call it a pattern or arch pattern." This fingerprint is the most common among blacks and Hispanic Americans, and very rare in China. Therefore, among the many bucket patterns and flow patterns, this fingerprint is the easiest to find. However, this particular fingerprint did not only appear inside the coffin, I also found the same fingerprint on the deceased's headdress. ”

Long Zihan said to everyone, "Stretch out your hands." ”

After his gaze swept over everyone's fingers one by one, he asked, "Before the deceased was buried until just now, who else has touched the coffin except you?"

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, and they all shook their heads.

Mrs. Wei said: "Even if someone touches the coffin in the mourning hall, they will not touch my daughter's headdress. Now that I think about it, it's good that I didn't change my headgear, otherwise, I wouldn't even have the evidence. ”

The curved fingerprints and the missing half of the fangs are actually a lot of clues.

Long Zihan said thoughtfully: "Then let's go to Yizhuang first." ”

Seeing that Long Zihan was leaving, Mrs. Wei grabbed Zhang Xiaohai and asked, "You are leaving, what should I do with my daughter?

"Ah, mom, you're pinching me. ”

Hearing Zhang Xiaoshan's shout, the woman's face was ugly.

She pursed her lips in embarrassment and said, "I just missed, you are a big man, you can't bear this pain." ”

Anyone can see that Mrs. Wei vented all the anger she had just suffered on poor Zhang Xiaoshan.

Zhang Xiaoshan rubbed his arm, silent.

And Long Zihan and the others looked at her as a woman, an elder, or the mother of the one lying in the coffin, they really couldn't say anything.

There was silence for a while, and I didn't know what to do with embarrassment.

I don't know if Chu Yiren felt the abnormal atmosphere, or what, but I heard her say: "Please don't move for the time being, I don't know when he thinks of something again, come back to see the corpse." ”

Mrs. Wei was even more reluctant when she heard this, and she asked arrogantly, "Why are you so irresponsible?"

Chu Yiren's expressionless face was suddenly enveloped in gloom.

I saw her calm face, frowning, staring at the woman who made her a little upset.

Long Zihan plucked out his ears and spit out a sentence: "Noise"

Mrs. Wei asked, "What noise?" This Mrs. Wei obviously hadn't read any books.

However, looking at people's faces, she could still see that what Long Zihan said was definitely not a good thing, and then, she didn't want to know and didn't want to ask anymore.

She looked at Zhang Xiaoshan and asked in an unkind tone, "It's good that you guys are leaving, but what about my daughter?"

"What are you doing here, ...... you" Wei Heming tugged at his daughter-in-law's sleeve.

Mrs. Wei raised her hand and pushed it, and said unhappily: "Don't speak." ”

Wei Heming asked angrily: "Are you unreasonable?!"

The eldest brother of the Wei family coughed lightly twice and reminded: "Dad, Mom, this is outside." ”

Seeing that his father-in-law and mother-in-law were about to quarrel, Zhang Xiaoshan hurriedly said: "That's it, Dad, Mom, and Big Brother, you go back first, and I'll inform you when there is news." ”

As he spoke, he looked at Long Zihan and said, "Young master, young grandmother, I'll ask my brother to take you over to have a look, and I'll just keep it here." (To be continued.) )