Chapter 50: Cloth Dolls

"it! That kid is too ruthless! ”

Song Dazhu rubbed his chest, it had been several hours since he left Song Zhizhi's pharmacy, and it was still painful.

This bad breath, he can get it no matter what!

In addition, Song Dazhu failed to get things done according to Yu's orders, and when he went home, Yu would definitely beat him with a stick! After thinking about it repeatedly, Song Dazhu decided not to go home tonight.

He went to the temple in Yang'er Town for one night, met the warlock of the rivers and lakes, the two chatted about speculation, the warlock gave Song Dazhu a cloth puppet, saying that it was written on the person's name and birthdate, and the person could be harmed to go to hell within seven days.

"Song Zhizhi, if you dare to make your brother make a fool of yourself in public, then I will let you die early! When you go to hell, your family business will be mine! Song Dazhu made up his mind in his heart, bought pen and ink early the next morning, found a place where no one was, and wrote Song Zhizhi's name and birthday on the puppet.

He was afraid that just writing his name and birthday was not poisonous enough, so he bought a bag of needles and pierced the whole body of the cloth puppet.

"Mother, Uncle Qingshan, hurry up!"

Chen Dapeng stood at the door of the carriage with a cloth bag on his back and shouted at the door, Song Zhizhi and Song Qingshan walked out one after the other, the two of them pulled Chen Dapeng into the carriage, and got into the carriage one after the other. ”

"Let's go!"

They sent Chen Dapeng to the school, and then went to the pharmacy together.

The school is not far from the pharmacy, and Chen Dapeng can still go to the store to eat at noon.

"Dapeng says goodbye to his mother!" Mr. Zheng led Chen Dapeng in, and Song Zhizhi shouted at this time.

Chen Dapeng hurriedly turned his head and waved his hand at Song Zhizhi, "Goodbye, mother!" Goodbye Uncle Aoyama! Goodbye Uncle Si'er! ”

"Study hard!" Song Zhizhi saw that Mr. Zheng had taken Chen Dapeng away, so he beckoned Song Qingshan and Thursday to hurry up and get in the car to go to the pharmacy to open the door, it was not too early!

As soon as she got into the car, Song Zhizhi suddenly noticed that her body was not very comfortable, obviously she didn't bump into it, but her flesh began to ache faintly.

After all, she is studying medicine, and her first reaction is to take her pulse, but the pulse is very stable and normal.

"What's going on?"

Song Qingshan asked, "What's wrong with you?" ”

"I don't know, it's not very comfortable."

"Is it because you ate too much wine last night and didn't sleep well?"

"No, it won't." Song Zhizhi said firmly, "Because I ate wine last night, I slept well." ”

Suddenly!

Song Zhizhi felt a sharp stinging pain all over his body, and his whole body shook quickly, "Uh! He screamed, and the whole person fell straight down.

"Twigs!"

Song Qingshan panicked and hurriedly helped her up, but was startled by Song Zhizhi's face, her nose and the corners of her mouth were bleeding, and she was already rolling her eyes.

"Twigs!"

"Twigs!"

Song Zhizhi didn't react at all.

"What's wrong with Brother Aoyama?"

"Go home first!"

"Good!" Thursday agreed, turned the horse's head in a panic, and went in the direction of home.

Song Qingshan concluded that Song Zhizhi was not sick, Song Zhizhi had superb medical skills, if she was like this because she was sick, she would definitely have found out and medicated it herself.

So, what's going on here?

Song Dazhu had already hidden near Song Zhizhi's house, waiting for Song Zhizhi to die violently within seven days, and then he could lead his daughter-in-law to take away all Song Zhizhi's family property as a close relative.

At this time, the carriage stopped in a hurry at the door of Song Zhizhi's house, and Song Qingshan got off the carriage with the unconscious Song Zhizhi in his arms, and ran all the way to his home.

"What's going on?" Wednesday Niang came up and caught a glimpse of Song Zhizhi's face, and was frightened, "God, Sister Zhizhi is evil!" ”

"You come in!" After Song Qingshan dropped this sentence to Zhou Zhou Niang, he hurriedly carried Song Zhizhi to her room, then looked at Zhou Zhou Niang behind him, and asked, "You understand?" ”

"Understood! Understand! Wednesday Niang tried to calm herself, "I also fell into evil when I was a child, and the situation is similar to that of Sister Zhizhi!" There must be someone who is deliberately harming Sister Zhizhi, we have to find out this person, otherwise Sister Zhizhi will die! ”

"Poof!" Song Zhizhi suddenly sat up straight, spit a mouthful of blood to the ground, and lay back on the bed with a "bang", closing his eyes.

"Twigs! Twigs! ”

"Sister Zhizhi, wake up! Wake up! ”

Song Qingshan immediately instructed Thursday, "Go and look for anyone suspicious nearby?" ”

"Yes! Be! ”

Wednesday Niang hurriedly said, "I'll go too, multiple people, find it faster." ”

"Look at the dolls! Don't let them in, the way the branches are now, they are scared when they see it. Song Qingshan said.

"Mother!"

"Mother!"

"Mother, Xiaofang wants to see her mother!"

A few dolls were banging on the door, and Wednesday Niang hurriedly said, "I'll stop them from coming in now, you can rest assured." With that, he turned and went out.

Song Qingshan looked at Song Zhizhi lying on the bed, and felt a pain in his heart, although he had not recovered his memory, he just had a feeling in his heart - in this life, he had never done this for other women.

"Zhizhi, you'll be fine! No matter what method you use, no matter what the price you pay, I, Song Qingshan, will never let you lose your life! ”

"Brother Qingshan!"

"Brother Qingshan!"

Song Qingshan recognized that it was Thursday'er's voice, hurriedly got up and walked towards the door, opened the door, and saw Thursday'er holding a person in his hand, this person he also knew.

"Brother Qingshan, I followed your instructions to look near my house, and I saw him sneakily hiding behind a tree opposite the gate."

"Is that you?" Song Qingshan stretched out his hand and dragged Song Dazhu in, "Say!" What have you done? ”

Song Dazhu sat on the ground with his butt and shouted loudly, "What did I do?" I didn't do anything! I'm Song Zhizhi's brother, can I hurt her? I just came to find out where her house was, and I was dragged by that kid, you hurry up and let me go, dare not let me go, I will sue you to go, let the people in the yamen come to arrest you! ”

Song Qingshan reached out and grabbed Song Dazhu's neck and lifted him into the air, "Give you two choices, either be strangled to death by me, or confess honestly." ”

"Ahem! Ahem! Song Dazhu's face turned red, and it was a little difficult to breathe, and he said stiffly, "Explain? What to confess? What is there to explain? I didn't do anything! You! Can you still really kill me? If you dare to ......"

Song Qingshan suddenly tightened his hand.

"Ugh! Belch! Belch! At this moment, Song Dazhu was like a man who was about to hang himself, his feet were kicking wildly, and his face turned purple.

"Let go of me! Let me go! He shouted as hard as he could, instinctively choosing to stay alive.

But before Song Qingshan could put him down and search him, a humanoid puppet with needles all over his body fell out of Song Dazhu's clothes.

"What's this?" Thursday hurriedly picked it up and showed it to Song Qingshan, and exclaimed, "Mother! There's Sister Eda's name on it! And birthdays! ”