"Who the hell did this?" After being silent for a long time, Lao Zhang finally broke out, and he gritted his teeth and roared.

The entire Aoyama seemed to respond to his emotions and responded with a "rustle" sound.

Xu Yuanzhi patted him on the shoulder, as if comforted, but he didn't say anything after all.

Seeing this, I said: "Actually, it is not very difficult to investigate this matter, as long as you find an older person to identify the body in the coffin, it is naturally clear who did it." ”

As soon as I finished speaking, the man pulled his legs and ran down the mountain, apparently looking for someone.

After a few hours of physical strength, Xu Yuanzhi and I were indeed a little tired.

We found a leeward nest and lay down, and began to close our eyes and recuperate.

The man must have run all the way back, and in less than two hours, he turned back.

He was followed by a panting old man, none other than the old man who had dissuaded us from living in the murderous mansion that day.

The man led the old man directly to the coffin, pointed to the corpse in the coffin, and asked, "Old village chief, do you know this person?" ”

It turned out that this old man turned out to be the old village chief, no wonder he was so warm-hearted.

The old village chief glanced at the coffin, frowned and pondered for a moment, and exclaimed, "This ...... Isn't this Old Man Wu his father? ”

"Old man Wu?" The man also exclaimed, "You mean, this is Wu Changqing's grandfather?" ”

Wu Changqing?

"Uncle, how many people in this village are named Changqing?" I asked curiously.

"One, that's the one you just went to in the morning!" The old village chief blurted out.

Dare to love this evergreen surnamed Wu!

The old village chief turned to Lao Zhang and said, "This is indeed Wu Changqing's grandfather. This old man Wu is so calculating, he secretly buried his father in the ancestral grave of the Zhang family, and used evil methods to harm the Zhang family to such a field, it is really a loss of conscience! ”

At the end of these words, the old village chief's mood was no longer calm, and he began to curse.

Obviously, Lao Zhang had already told him what had happened on the way here.

At this time, looking at Lao Zhang again, he stood in front of the coffin blankly, with an incredulous expression, and then changed an expression of resolute disbelief.

When we saw him like this, we stopped talking, but watched him quietly.

After being silent for a while, his face turned ugly and iron-blue, and he said weakly: "I can't imagine that the person who guarded the ancestral grave for my family back then was so ruthless......

These words made me instantly transparent, and I couldn't help but ask him: "When your grandfather said that this is a treasure land of feng shui, was Old Man Wu next to him?" ”

The man nodded and said, "Yes, the villagers, who would have thought that he would have such a bad heart." ”

At this time, the old village chief sighed and said: "I think back then, your Zhang family treated this old man Wu very well, seeing that he was pulling three children by himself, and taking care of his father who was paralyzed in bed, so he hired him to look at the grave at a high price." Unexpectedly, he would take revenge and make trouble behind his back...... It's no wonder that after the decline of your Zhang family, their Wu family has flourished, and several sons have made a living......"

The old village chief was filled with righteous indignation, and the man squatted on the ground after hearing this, drooping his head and crying.

The old village chief asked Xu Yuanzhi: "Sir, do you think there is any remedy for this matter?" ”

Xu Yuanzhi shook his head helplessly and did not speak.

Mrs. Zhang's body has been cut to pieces, where is there a remedy?

Lao Zhang sat alone, from the westward end of the sun until the sun set, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The western sky was stained blood-red before he stood up and silently began to pick up firewood.

In the wilderness, there was a lot of dry firewood, and without much effort, he picked up a lot of it.

Then, with a sad and angry face, he dragged the body out of the coffin, threw it on the firewood, and lit a fire.

Dead branches were very easy to ignite, and within a few minutes, the flames were rising, and in a few moments, a strange smell of grease filled the air.

I held my breath and felt a dark chill in my heart.

As soon as the bones of the Wu family grandfather were burned like this, their family's qi count was over.

Thinking about the Changqing family, their family has problems with their conduct, and this can be regarded as what they deserve.

The fire burned for a long time before it gradually went out.

By this time, it was completely dark.

Lao Zhang took off his clothes, picked up his grandfather's bones piece by piece by moonlight, wrapped them in clothes, and carried them down the mountain.

On the way, everyone was silent, and as I moved forward, I suddenly thought of a question.

"Uncle, how did Changqing's grandfather die?"

I asked the old village chief stunned, he thought about it, shook his head and said: "I really don't know how he died, but before he died, he was paralyzed in bed for several years." In his early years, he had an accident when he was hitting a stone in the mountains, and was hit in the head by a flying stone, and by chance he was smashed into a high paraplegia. And because his wife died early, he has always been served by his father on weekdays. Although he can't take care of himself, he can eat and sleep, and who knows, one day he will suddenly die. ”

There's a problem here, how can a person who can eat and sleep suddenly die?

I glanced at Xu Yuan and asked quietly, "Master, you said that Grandpa Changqing's death would be the same as his father?" ”

Xu Yuanzhi obviously didn't expect this, and fell into deep thought after being stunned.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that Changqing's grandfather's hideous death appearance in the coffin just now was really a little similar to Changqing's father.

If my guess is not bad, then the fact that Changqing's father was killed by Changqing's eldest brother is retribution......

When we returned to the village, it was already past nine o'clock, Lao Zhang was depressed, but he didn't give up his courtesy, and invited us to his house for dinner, saying that he had helped his family a lot today.

Seeing his heartbroken appearance, Xu Yuanzhi and I still sternly refused.

Just as we were about to go out to find something to eat, the old village chief stopped us and said, "Go to my house to eat, my son and daughter-in-law are all working in other places, and I am alone at home, I will fry a few dishes, let's drink a few cups." ”

In the face of the invitation of the old village chief, we did not refuse.

When we came to his house, he was busy in the kitchen for a while, and after a short period of effort, he fried six side dishes, and the three of us sat around and chatted about eating, drinking, and talking.

The content of the chat is nothing more than some local customs.

We chatted until the night, when Xu Yuanzhi and I got up to say goodbye.

We still have to go to Changqing's house to have a look.

The old village chief couldn't even delay the matter of his father's deception, so he didn't keep it anymore, told us a few words, and sent us out.

The night in the countryside is particularly dark.

The stars in the sky kept blinking, the surroundings were very quiet, and the February night breeze was still cool......

Xu Yuanzhi and I relied on the memories of the day and touched the Changqing family.

The door of his house was closed, but there was no bolt, Xu Yuanzhi pushed it gently, and the door opened.

We walked straight inside.

The door of the house was also closed, and through the window, you could see the light of candles in the mourning hall, but there was no sound, and it was surprisingly quiet!