Just when Zheng Xiu and Yin Qingqing were happily walking together, men and women matching, galloping horses, and running to Wutong Temple for an outing in a dashing manner.

In fact, Xi'er is very happy to be alone with Pony Zheng Xiu deep down, who made him really handsome, and who doesn't like it. It's just that their destination is the Wutong Temple, the one that made Mo Ji pregnant, which made Xi'er a little angry and secretly afraid.

Let's be honest and investigate the case.

The handover with the government was particularly smooth, and when Xi'er and the Luzhen county magistrate revealed the identity of the disaster prevention office, the county magistrate was grateful on the spot, and after confirming Xi'er's identity, the case was transferred to the disaster prevention office without saying a word.

The speed made Xi'er feel the resoluteness and courage of the local county order.

After taking the list, Xi'er contacted Situ Yong, thinking of visiting the widows with him, and after Chang Shie connected, Xi'er was surprised to find that Situ Yong was checking the body of a recently dead male.

When Xi'er asked, she learned that Situ Yong took advantage of the gap of half an hour to go to the mortuary and autopsy the case.

"Do you still know how to do it?"

Xi'er was stunned for a moment, what puzzled her was that this Situ Yong knew a little bit here and there, wouldn't he break his [Healer] path if he was so foolish?

"I know a little bit about it, alas, the doctor is benevolent."

Situ Yong's side is finished.

The two met in front of the inn.

"Huh? It's quite lively on the other side of the street, what's going on? ”

Situ Yong and Xi'er carried the list and prepared to visit the widows.

The streets are bustling, and there is a place that encloses three floors inside and three floors outside.

After catching a local citizen and asking, he learned that a "strange person" came from outside the town and was performing a trick.

"Can the damn 'strange people' swagger say it now?"

Xi'er and Situ Yong looked at each other, and they didn't have to think that they knew who they were.

Sure enough, before they could squeeze into the crowd, they heard the familiar sound of laughter.

Jun Buxiao set up a stage on the street, and he was wearing a mask and performing tricks.

From time to time, he blows the fire into flowers, and then rubs the flowers in his palm, blows them out, and turns them into snowflakes and falls. Such a bizarre trick performance attracted the applause of the people, and more and more people from Luzhen came to visit.

Xi'er can be seen clearly, this guy is using thaumaturgy under the guise of "tricks".

"It turns out that the 'drama' can still go like this."

Situ Yong said with emotion.

Before Zheng Xiu left, the task given to Jun Buxiao was to inquire about the news in the city.

Jun doesn't laugh and has his own way.

I have to say that Jun Buxiao's trick performance is really good-looking, Xi'er and Situ Yong watched it for a while, and couldn't help but applaud. Soon came the finale "Shadow Play", which was not a novelty for Xi'er and Situ Yong, so they squeezed out of the crowd and left the stage.

However, when Xi'er and Situ Yong's temporary combination came to the door to send warmth to the widow, they encountered an unexpected obstacle, when Xi'er said that the disaster prevention bureau came to investigate the case, the widow who opened the door turned dark, slammed the door shut, and gave Xi'er and Situ Yong a big closed-door soup.

After a few times, Xi'er realized that something was wrong and wondered.

It stands to reason that she is as beautiful as a flower, and with the special affinity cultivated by undercover agents for many years, it will not be.

Situ Yong didn't show his name as "the world's first doctor living dead", he came to Luzhen to do cesarean section...... No, the one who came to handle the case, showing his name, is too high-profile.

"The old man thinks that the form of our visit is slightly inappropriate."

Situ Yong twisted his beard and thought about it, and touched his arms - there was a pile of thick silver tickets, which could be exchanged at all branches of Zheng's Money Village all over the world.

"What's wrong?" Xi'er glared.

Situ Yong took out a stack of silver tickets and said with a smile: "Do you remember that before going out, the little young master casually stuffed the silver in each of our hands." ”

Xi'er touched her pocket when she heard this, she also has money, and it is really not bad to follow the Zheng family to go out to run errands. But what does it matter?

Situ Yong stroked his beard and laughed: "What do you think the little young master gave us the silver for?" ”

Xi'er was quite sure, after all, Zheng Xiu had been playing like this, but Situ Yong's attitude made her unsure, so Xi'er cautiously asked, "Let's ...... Flower? ”

"Yes, too! Definitely! ”

Situ Yong straightened out his black shirt, hid the hideous five big treasure knives on his waist with the hem of his clothes, walked to the closest place to them on the "widow list", and knocked politely on the door.

The door was opened by a chubby woman of about thirty-six years old, unpowdered, with a plain and elegant appearance, full of an unadorned young woman's beauty, and her simple long skirt could not hide her slightly bulging abdomen. She carefully opened a gap in the door, glanced out, and saw that it was an old woman and a woman, so she let down her guard, twisted her eyebrows and asked, "You two are ......?"

"The old man Situ Yong, serving under the command of King Chi, the Xiao Department of the Disaster Prevention Bureau, is here to investigate the Zhong family's murder case, I hope that the Zhong Li family will make it convenient, the two of us, ask a few words and leave."

Zhong Li's face instantly turned pale when he heard this, and he shook his head again and again in shock, and his voice was a little more hysterical: "His death has nothing to do with the slave family!" The official has asked many times! Woooooo ”

When the woman heard what they meant, tears flowed down her eyes, and she tried hard to close the door of the room.

"Don't worry!" Situ Yong's hand was like electricity, he took out an object from his arms and stuffed it into the crack in the door.

It's a thick stack of silver tickets.

Xi'er was dumbfounded.

After a while, the little widow invited them into the room.

"Old Divine Doctor, when did you learn this trick from the prince?"

Xi'er asked curiously.

Situ Yong smiled leisurely: "Those who are close to Zhu are red, their ears and eyes are stained, and they have no teacher." The old man has always wondered why King Chi is doing things, he can bully people with his power, but he wants to buy people's hearts with his wealth and keep adding money. Try ...... now"

The old doctor sighed with emotion: "It's really enjoyable. ”

Old Doctor, you've changed.

Xi'er complained silently in her heart and looked around. The furnishings in the house are simple, burning incense, the mourning hall is set up, the spiritual seat of the widow and her deceased husband is ready, enjoying the incense offerings, the five incense sticks are three long and two short, the cigarette smoke is faint, and it is slightly lonely.

In one corner of the house, there are several bundles of silkworms that have not yet been beaten into raw cloth, and they are stacked there at random, as if this elderly weaver girl is about to return to her old business and make ends meet after her husband's death.

Xi'er observed and nodded secretly, no wonder the little widow opened the door so boldly, after the death of her husband, the woman's life was difficult, and she left a posthumous child, Situ Yong's pension undoubtedly relieved the little widow's temporary urgency.

Xi'er thought about things, not far away Situ Yong sat down in the house with a big grin, and the little widow made a pot of coarse tea and poured it for the two of them. When Xi'er didn't pay attention to these few breaths, Situ Yong and the little widow had a little bit of eyebrows, and chatted in a low voice.

Xi'er coughed vigorously twice: "We are the Disaster Prevention Bureau." ”

Situ Yong: "Yes, the Disaster Prevention Bureau." ”

Zhong's widow fox asked: "But the rich king's ......"

Xi'er corrected: "Red King." ”

The widow suddenly said: "Ah, yes, yes, exactly, it's the Red King!" After that, her eyebrows showed longing and envy, how happy it should be to be able to work under that generous prince.

Xi'er asked some questions about Zhong's situation in a few words, which was no different from what she had learned. At this time, Situ Yong stared at the widow's slightly bulging belly, frowned slightly, and asked, "The old man knows a little about medical skills, can you let the old man take the pulse for you?" ”

The widow was stunned, but then gladly agreed. Just when Situ Yong said that he wanted to check the pulse through the spinning cloth, the widow smiled miserably: "How can there be so much attention to the body of the broken flowers and willows, doctor, you have to check the pulse for the slave family, although it is Lak!" ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his wrist in front of Situ Yong without hesitation. Situ Yong smacked his lips, without pretentiousness, and took a few handfuls.

Situ Yong's brows trembled a few times, and Xi'er, who noticed that Situ Yong's expression had changed a little, asked in a low voice on the side: "Is there anything unusual?" ”

The old doctor threw a meaningful look at Xi'er, and slowly shook his head, Xi'er understood, and didn't ask any more. She changed the subject and asked about the events before and after Zhong's sudden death that day. As soon as she heard this, the widow's face changed greatly, and she suddenly got up, extremely excited: "Do you suspect that the death of the dead ghost is really related to the slave family?" ”

Xi'er hurriedly reassured: "It's just to investigate the case." ”

The widow's mood calmed down a little, perhaps for the sake of the silver, and the behavior of Situ Yong and Xi'er was not like those government people who indiscriminately arrested people and went back to be sentenced to trial.

The little widow whispered. It turned out that after she married Zhong, at first the husband and wife respected each other like guests, and Zhong worked hard to support the family, lived a well-off life, and enjoyed a happy life. But later, the husband somehow became obsessed with looking for flowers and willows, and became increasingly estranged from Zhong Li's family, abandoning the ploughing field. It was precisely because of the long-term drought in the fertile fields that the little widow believed in the evil of the neighborhood and went up the mountain to ask for the five gods. Maybe if you are pregnant with a child, you can make a man change his mind.

The more the little widow spoke, the more emotional she became, crying and crying, Situ Yong handed the little widow a silk scarf, and the little widow glanced at the old doctor gratefully. Well, a long-lost concern.

The old doctor smiled and said that you don't have to be polite, with the thoughtfulness and bearing unique to middle-aged and elderly people in his tone.

You really get the idea.

Xi'er bowed her head and secretly slandered.

The little widow wiped away her tears, glanced at the old doctor gratefully, and said in a low voice: "In the past year, the slave family and the dead ghost have the name of husband and wife, and there has been no husband and wife. Who knew that on that night, he ...... He! ”

The little widow began to cry again.

Xi'er wondered: "You said that you don't have a husband and wife, but that night ......"

The little widow wiped her tears, and I saw pity and poignant, and said, "This matter is a long story, and the slave family does not want to open his mouth. But she quickly spoke, and said something a few months ago: "The slave family didn't know what was good about those flower girls before, and they were all foxes and charmers, until one night, the dead ghost pounced on them, and they had to make the slave family ......."

Situ Yong thought for a while, understood, nodded and motioned for the woman to continue.

"The slave swore to die, so he said that he would divorce me! I said you just rest, the slave was so angry that he kicked him out of bed! The dead ghost sang every night and never came home! Later, later...... Woo, as the two officials knew, they were dead! Dead! The two of you must believe in the slave family, the death of the dead ghost really has nothing to do with the slave family! ”

Xi'er frowned and asked, "If he wants to have sex with him, you will follow?" While asking, Xi'er secretly scolded the little widow in her heart.

The little widow cried and nodded: "He has to!" ”

"If he has to, you will give it?"

"If he doesn't say a word, he has to ask for it!"

Widow Zhong's side has been asked about the cause and effect, and on the surface, it seems that it is really an ordinary "immediate stroke" case. Xi'er and Situ Yong walked out in disbelief, always feeling that things were not so simple, but it seemed to be that simple. Before going out, Widow Zhong suddenly called out to the old doctor, and whispered a few words beside the old doctor.

Xi'er was stunned, but she pricked up her ears to listen, and her face blushed as she listened.

As soon as she went out, Xi'er looked at the old doctor with strange eyes: "Why did she even tell you such a thing?" ”

Situ Yong shook his head, his expression was serious, as holy as a sage, and said with a smile: "She must have seen the benevolence of the old man and the doctor." ”

"Phew! No matter how benevolent a healer is, he can't tell you about the little iron pestle that used to be in the cotton night, is this something that an ordinary woman can say? Besides, why didn't she tell me? Xi'er was disdainful, and always felt that something was wrong with the old miracle doctor, but she quickly changed the topic: "Old miracle doctor, I saw that your expression was inappropriate when you took the pulse just now, but what did you see?" ”

The old doctor nodded and said, "That's true, but old man, I'm not sure." Go to the next one to check the pulse, and the old man can come up with an argument. ”

Situ Yong deliberately sold Guanzi, and Xi'er didn't care about him. The two of them went to the next widow's house and asked. Situ Yong also knocked on the door of the widow's house with silver, and after some inquiry, the little widow's experience was strikingly similar to the previous one.

First of all, the family is harmonious, and the husband and wife respect each other like guests. Later, her husband fell in love with drinking flower wine. The woman listened to what "others" said, and went to the five gods to ask for a son, hoping to save her husband's heart.

The third, fourth, fifth......

The more she investigated, the more frightened Xi'er became, such an astonishing similarity can no longer be described simply by the word "coincidence", someone is deliberately creating this case!

"Quick! We're going to tell ...... quickly Ahem, little young master! ”

On the side, Situ Yong was flipping through the list of widows, turning page by page, and suddenly, the old miracle doctor's eyes widened, and he counted from the first page. When they counted it twice, Xi'er's side had already used Chang Shie to tell the clues to their case, and curiously asked the young master if she was pregnant. I don't know if I was annoyed or angry, I didn't hear clearly, so I turned off the call.

"Young master, let's go back to the inn to meet!"

After checking for a day, the sun was setting red at this time, and the sun and moon were in the sky. Before I knew it, it was dusk.

"There's no hurry." Situ Yong's face was strange, and he threw the list of widows to Xi'er: "The old man is not sure, you count, the list of widows...... Is it no more, no less, exactly ninety-nine? ”

Xi'er counted it, and it was true, but soon she wondered: "Why isn't ninety-nine too much?" It's not ......" She was about to say that it was not a whole number, when suddenly Xi'er remembered the "hundredth" victim, breathed shortly, and swallowed the next words back into her stomach.

"Little Brother Crab...... It's the hundredth little pregnant woman! ”

(End of chapter)