The New Year is approaching, and there are a lot of big and small things in Weishui, but the days still have to pass day by day.

Whether it is the death of the three brothers of the Ji family, or the dismissal of Xiao Zihua, the chief arrester of Weishui, it is an excellent topic for many people to talk about, but it cannot replace tea, rice, oil and salt.

As for Lin Yi's side, three days have passed since the case of the three brothers of the Ji family falling to the ground, but there is no news about the mysterious person known as the "head-picking ghost".

There were even rumors among the people that it was not a human being at all, but a ghost who walked in darkness, punishing the most vicious people who had escaped the punishment of the law.

As for the rest, no one knows.

Today, it's another snowy day.

The corpse mover hummed an unknown tune in his mouth, pulled the cart, and went up to the Qingfeng Mausoleum.

And the corpse on the cart was charred and curled up in a ball, where could you still see the slightest human appearance?

On the mountain, the corpse mover greeted Yu Chen, who was clearing the snow, and began to dig a pit.

Yu Chen glanced at the corpse behind him, his brows furrowed slightly.

Although the corpse on the cart was charred and blackened, it was no longer recognizable, but looking at the strong bones, it should be a man.

Seeing this, the corpse mover thought that Yu Chen was frightened by this tragic situation, and said with a bad taste: "Looking at the grave, this can't stand it?" It's also a shame that you didn't see the corpses of the three brothers of the Ji family a few days ago, otherwise you wouldn't have spit out all the overnight meal!

Don't you know, those three corpses were forcibly taken off their heads, held in their hands, and knelt in the wind and snow, what they looked like...... Gee. ”

As if remembering something good, the corpse mover praised twice, only to realize that his reaction was not quite right, and he passed perfunctorily.

The three brothers of the Ji family, although they live in Hanqiao, those who know a little bit know that one of their relatives is a big man in the Heishui Gang in the south of the city, so even if they die, they can spend money to bury them in the Mingyue Mausoleum, and they will not be buried in this Qingfeng Mausoleum like a mass grave.

Yu Chen listened, showing a look of happiness on the surface, but muttering in his heart.

You said the corpses of the three brothers of the Ji family?

Am I too familiar?

I did it!

During the chat, the corpse mover complained while digging a pit: "This Weishui, more and more chaotic, there was a mysterious head-picker two days ago, and now such a tragic corpse was found in the south of the city, you see that this burns so much that even his mother can't recognize it, most of them are done by that group of evil people in the rivers and lakes, and they are evil!" ”

The affairs in the south of the city are difficult for the yamen to manage.

This is an almost universally recognized situation in the whole of Weishui.

Every year, eighty percent of the murder cases in Weishui occur in the south of the city; And among these eighty percent, eighty percent have become headless unsolved cases, and the murderer cannot be found.

Now, it looks like it's pretty much the same.

After all, there are many gangs in the south of the city, and bloody struggles occur almost every day, and it is not uncommon for people to die.

After burying the corpse, the corpse mover waved his hand and dragged the cart down the mountain.

After Yu Chen waited for him to leave, he beckoned to the new grave, and a ghost came out of the snow and followed him into the house.

In the wind and snow, the young grave keeper is in front of him, and the ghosts who can't look at him follow closely behind, this scene is very similar to the legendary envoy of the underworld, leading the soul that cannot rest to the underworld.

When I entered the house, I closed the doors and windows as usual.

Yu Chen took out the Sutra of Salvation and took the miserable ghost that was burned black, and took it in.

Between the golden light, scenes of marquee flashed in front of Yu Chen's eyes.

The owner of this marquee, that is, the charred corpse named Wang Hai, is a porter who eats by his strength, and he relies on his own strength to help others carry and lift it every day to support his family.

At home, he has a wife who can't do heavy work because of illness, a little girl who is only three years old, and an octogenarian mother who can only lie on the kang all day.

A family of four, all pointing to him to eat alone.

Although he can basically live and feed a large family, Wang Hai is very anxious in his heart!

Everything in the whole family is pressed on him, and the money he earns is only enough to support daily expenses.

I can't save a little money.

This also means that if he has any accidents, even if he is infected with the wind and cold for two days, his wife, children and mother will be hungry.

Can he not worry?

But fortunately, God has eyes, and the turn of things was about half a month ago.

At that time, two major events happened in Weishui - when the news that the old man of the Wang family had offered a heavy reward for devouring the big insects was hot, the Jinyang Chamber of Commerce in the state capital also passed through Weishui, and lost manpower due to an avalanche on the way, so he had to recruit guards and porters in Weishui.

Both of these things are ways to make quick money.

The former belongs to those practitioners who lick blood from the knife edge, but the latter belongs to ordinary people like Wang Hai who have no strength.

So, when the Zhengqing Gang and Yu Chen were preparing to hunt the big insects, Wang Hai and a group of porters followed the Jinyang Chamber of Commerce.

Maybe it's a coincidence, maybe it's an opportunity.

In short, on the way to escort the Chamber of Commerce, the Jinyang caravan encountered wolves and lost a lot of manpower.

In the pursuit of the wolves, Wang Hai relied on his strength, agility, and desperate life to save a deacon of the Jinyang Chamber of Commerce.

And he himself was bitten on a calf because of this.

In order to thank him, the deacon of the Jinyang Chamber of Commerce gave him two choices, one was to follow the Jinyang Chamber of Commerce back to the state capital, and the other was to discount and give him a sum of money.

Wang Hai thought of his wife, children and mother at home, and reluctantly chose the latter.

So on the way back, the deacon of the Jinyang Chamber of Commerce gave him a bag of six gold baht of excellent quality.

That's not a small amount of money.

According to the exchange rate of Great Xia, one gold baht weighs three coins, and six coins are eighteen coins, that is, nearly two taels of gold.

If it is converted into silver, it is equivalent to twenty taels of snowflake silver!

Twenty taels of silver!

This may be a drop in the bucket for a wealthy businessman in Weishui like Mr. Wang.

But for Wang Hai at the bottom, it is undoubtedly a huge amount of money!

Immediately, Wang Hai took the bag and went home.

But what Wang Hai didn't expect was that the wealth was moving, and these six gold bahts were not only rich, but also disaster.

At that time, the people who escorted the Jinyang caravan, in addition to Wang Hai, more than 20 men from Weishui County also went with them.

Three religions and nine streams, mixed fish and dragons, everyone has it.

Somehow, the news that the deacon of the Jinyang Chamber of Commerce gave Wang Hai gold baht spread among these guys.

After returning to Weishui, he naturally didn't hide it.

But although wealth is moving, there are also laws like hanging swords, so that some people with bad intentions dare not act rashly.

But there are always some guys, but they are not afraid of the sky and the earth, licking the blood from the knife, and outlaws.

The large and small gangs in the old streets in the south of the city are among the representatives, and among these ruthless people, they are the most ferocious and vicious of the Blackwater Gang.

No, before Wang Hai went to Qianzhuang to convert the gold baht into silver and copper plates used on weekdays, the people of the Blackwater Gang found him.

Half on crutches, he took Wang Hai to the south of the city, saying that he admired Wang Hai for sacrificing his life, but the actual purpose was the intention of a drunkard.

- The six gold baht.

When he arrived in the south of the city, several big men of all kinds surrounded Wang Hai and forced him to hand over the six gold baht.

But Wang Haihai has old and young, and he is still looking forward to these six gold baht to improve his life!

Who wants to be taken away for no reason?

Those guys didn't find the gold baht on Wang Hai or his house, guessing where Wang Hai hid the gold baht, so they forced him to say.

Wang Hai is also hard-mouthed, and he doesn't say whether he lives or dies.

Those Blackwater gang members were beaten with sticks and whipped.

Wang Hai still didn't say anything, so they continued to fight.

In the end, there was no seriousness, and the person was brutally killed.