Speaking of the Liu family, he saw it with his own eyes, which is not normal.

If he helped, it would make sense, judging from the tone in which he said this, this person has a relationship with the Liu family.

Rural celebrations, especially white events, are not something that anyone can help.

Those who go to help must have a good relationship.

is like the Liu family, who is rich and powerful in the village, and the ones who go are either well-connected or dog-legged.

This person is not a match, how can he know so clearly?

The most important thing is that his seal hall is black and shiny.

In the eyes of ordinary people, there may be nothing special about his eyebrows, but his skin is a little darker, but in the eyes of me, a person who has opened his eyes, his seal hall is like spraying ink, and it is difficult not to pay attention.

When he saw me looking at him, he grinned at me, showing a mouthful of big yellow teeth, and followed the crowd to look at an Audi coming from the village.

It was good that he didn't move, but when he moved, the shadow moved, revealing a cat-like thing hidden inside.

I glanced at him thoughtfully, he seemed to be possessed by a spirit or something!

After thinking about it, the Audi car drove over, and the villagers chased the car to watch the excitement, and I also walked with the flow of people.

The Audi drove to a stop in front of the three-story building, and the co-pilot got out of a middle-aged man with glasses, and after the middle-aged man got down, he trotted around to the other side of the car, bent down and pulled the back door of the car.

A young man with a middle haircut, a moon-white Tang suit, and thick black-framed glasses walked down, it was Chu Siqi.

Chu Siqi is very spine, and he carries a black sheath short knife nearly thirty centimeters long across his waist.

After getting out of the car, Chu Siqi looked left and right and said, "The evil spirit rushes to the house, and the dark clouds cover the top!" ”

As soon as these words came out, the middle-aged man was anxious and said, "Master Chu, hurry up and take a look, what do you need, you speak!" ”

Chu Siqi nodded reservedly, snorted, walked inside, and when he walked to the door, he paused and asked, "Where is that rope, I'll take a look first!" ”

"On the stairs on the second and a half floors, no one dared to move after tripping Li Cripple yesterday!" The middle-aged man said busily.

"Let's go, let's get that hanging rope out first!" Chu Siqi Nunu mouthed and took the lead to go inside.

Seeing a few people enter the small building, the onlookers sighed because they couldn't see the process, and they were not very satisfied.

My eyes were on the villager before, he didn't do anything, just looked coldly at the back of Chu Siyu and the middle-aged man.

I took two steps back, looked left and right a few times, and didn't find Chu Siyu's figure.

Less than two minutes after entering, Chu Siqi came out again.

When he came out, the knife that straddled his waist was unsheathed, and a black-red rope hung from the tip of the knife.

The knife was very ordinary, with patches of black spots all over it, and on the surface, it was not even as good as an ordinary kitchen knife, but in my eyes, the blade was wrapped in a layer of mist blacker than ink.

Walking to the middle of the courtyard, Chu Siqi glanced at the onlookers and villagers, shook the knife like a flash, threw the rope on the ground, and said, "Burn it!" ”

The middle-aged man, that is, Liu Bin, pointed to a bald head and ordered: "Third child, you burn the rope!" ”

A hint of fear flashed across the bald face, but he still took out a wad of paper money, put the rope together, lit the paper money, and placed it on the rope.

The strange thing is that the paper money, which was originally burning strongly, was immediately extinguished as if it had been poured with a basin of cold water as soon as it touched the rope.

The bald head was stunned when he saw this, grabbed another handful of paper money, lit it and threw it on the rope.

As before, the paper money went out immediately.

The fear on the bald man's face was heavier, and he looked at Liu Bin pleadingly, shouting; "Brother Bin?"

"Master Chu, what do you see?" Liu Bin's face was so gloomy that water could drip down, and when he turned his head to look at Chu Siqi, he put on a smiling face again.

"Hmm!"

Chu Siqi snorted and didn't answer.

"Add money, I'll add money!" Liu Bin almost gritted his teeth and spit out these words.

"Hmm!"

Chu Siqi snorted again, walked over and pressed the rope with a knife, and said to the bald head: "Burn it!" ”

The bald head glanced at Liu Bin, Liu Bin suddenly became angry, and scolded: "If you want to burn it, you will burn it, what do you think I am doing?" ”

The bald head didn't dare to say anything, and honestly took a wad of paper money, lit it and put it on the rope.

This time, the paper money did not go out and successfully ignited the rope.

Seeing this scene, the onlookers buzzed again and applauded.

Hearing the applause, Chu Siqi snorted proudly.

I didn't make a sound, stared at Chu Siqi's face for a while.

Just like Chu Siqi said about Liu Bin's three-story building, his face is also full of anger, and dark clouds cover his face.

Huang Feng is right, Chu Siqi can't suppress this ghost-headed knife, how happy he is when he uses this knife to make money, and how miserable he is when he dies.

After the rope was burned, Chu Siqi began to give orders again, asking Liu Bin to get some clean loess mud back, and there should be no impurities in it.

After the loess mud was returned, Chu Siqi instructed Liu Bin to make the loess mud into a rectangular block, similar to a brick, but larger than a brick.

"Your father was hanged, his head does not touch the sky and his feet do not touch the ground, and this big brick is made to pad your father's feet, let him be next to the earth, and prevent him from becoming a corpse!"

Make bricks, Chu Siqi explained slowly.

Not to mention anything else, just talking about this, Chu Siqi has a little ability.

"Get a little more cotton and stuff it into your father's shoes, in ancient times, cotton was also called Gubei, and stuffing it into your father's shoes is equivalent to telling your father that you can die, don't linger in the world!"

The bricks are stacked, and Chu Siqi continues to give orders.

"Yes!"

I looked at Chu Siqi a little differently, and this performance was completely beyond my expectations.

Liu Bin listened to the happy order to prepare, and his attitude towards Chu Siqi became more respectful.

But I noticed that when Chu Siqi was doing this, the villager before looked at him more and more wrongly.

I have a hunch that tonight's wake will not be peaceful.

Anyway, I have to guarantee that Chu Siqi will not die, he is dead, and there are clues about his grandfather, but only Liang Fatzi who is hiding in Dongmen Village is left!