Chapter 60

Wu Datong's life seems to revolve around his son.

From this point of view, the ghost case should be centered on Wu Liren.

Wu Dajing's statement is indeed the case - after all, it is Wu Liren's family that disappeared in this case.

But Zhao Fusheng captured the key point, that is, memory interference.

Undisturbed by intricate clues, she gets to the heart of the matter: memory confusion.

And the confusion of memory is caused by another unknown son of Wu Datong, Zhao Fusheng keenly grasped this key point, and the ghost case that originally seemed messy and clueless suddenly had the main focus.

Focusing on Wu Datong's mysterious 'son', Zhao Fusheng will connect other clues, and then handle this ghost case like a headless fly.

The horses pulled the cart and drove through the uneven path, making a 'clang' sound, and the carriage shook violently, so that Zhao Fusheng had to sit firmly with a golden knife so that his butt would not leave the mat.

She grabbed the wall of the carriage with both hands, recalling the time when Wu Dajing's memory was confused for the second time, and a thought came to her mind: Wu Datong's death may be related to his mysterious 'son', and Wu Dajing's memory confusion is evidence!

After figuring this out, Zhao Fusheng's thoughts instantly cleared up and refreshed.

She said to Wu Dajing:

"You tell me about Wu Datong." After speaking, he remembered that this village elder may have been affected by the power of powerful ghosts, and his thinking may not be clear when he mentions Wu Datong, so he simply changed the way he asked questions:

"Wu Datong died on July 21, how old is he?"

As soon as her question was clear, Wu Dajing really perked up: "He is forty-one." ”

"......" Zhao Fusheng was stunned.

Zhang Chuanshi sprayed without hesitation:

"You old man is poisonous."

Although he was a step late before, when Fan Bi Death dragged him away, he should have roughly told him about the cause and effect of this ghost case, and he also had a rough idea of the matter in Kotou Village.

At this time, he was forced to deal with the ghost case, and he was nervous, and he had to listen to Wu Dajing's nonsense, and he couldn't help it:

"You said it yourself, Wu Datong is a few years older than you, and he just died last month, I don't think you are a person in your thirties? How can a person of his age talk so crazy? ”

He was in a bad mood and scolded:

"Wu Datong only had a child in his early thirties, and now his sons are forty-one, do you say that he is younger than him? Do you listen to the words yourself? Unless he died that year—"

Zhang Chuanshi didn't want to deal with the ghost case, and he complained a lot in his heart, he dared to be angry with Zhao Fusheng, so he vented all his anger on this old man of Kotou Village, who spoke upside down.

Wu Dajing was scolded by him, his body shook, his eyes showed a dazed and overwhelmed look, and then he woke up like a big dream, and hurriedly added:

"Yes, yes, it's my fault, I remember wrong, Wu Datong is seventy-one this year......"

"I see you old man-" Zhang Chuanshi listened to him apologize, but he didn't accept it when he saw it, and wanted to scold again, Zhao Fusheng greeted lazily:

"Alright."

"But-" Zhang Chuanshi had a fire in his heart, and when he heard Zhao Fusheng greeting, he wanted to have the courage to refute:

"He spoke—"

"Shut up."

Zhao Fusheng said again.

Zhang Chuanshi heard the warning in her words, and suddenly his mentality collapsed:

"Lord Zhao, how can we also be our own people, why are you telling me to shut up, this old man is obviously talking nonsense, I think he has bad intentions."

He half-turned his head as he spoke, with a pointed face and monkey cheeks, and beards on both sides of his upper lip, and he trembled and trembled as he spoke.

"Then you say, what are his intentions?" Zhao Fusheng asked him.

As she spoke, her gaze fell on Wu Dajing's face.

The old man of the village still looked a little dazed, and his hands were unconsciously scratching on the side of his waist.

At the same time, she keenly sensed a strange aura spreading, a ghostly aura floating faintly.

After Zhao Fusheng found out that she had opened the first layer of hell, she was very sure of the existence of powerful ghosts.

While gossiping with Zhang Chuanshi, she silently unfolded hell, trying to force the ghost out of the form and enter hell.

The shadow suddenly spreads out, centered on the carriage, and spreads within a kilometer in all directions.

Tip of the God List: Nothing.

After the hell unfolded, she didn't catch the ghost.

On the contrary, because of the rash use of the power of hell, it caused the ghosts on his body and the ghost hands in his sleeves to be restless.

Zhang Chuanshi drove the carriage, not aware of the danger of the situation at all, and was still talking:

“…… I think he may be trying to trick me into going to Kotou Village, what kind of person doesn't have it in this world? ”

The ghost hand in Zhao Fusheng's cuff let go of the tightly held parchment paper, and the five fingers re-stretched and grabbed her wrist tightly.

The cold ghost hand came up, the dead air spread, and Zhao Fusheng used 5 merit points without a trace, causing the ghost hand and the ghost to fall into a deep sleep again.

This moment seems to pass by, but in fact it is extremely thrilling.

Zhao Fusheng was sweating on his forehead, rolled up his sleeves unhurriedly, looked down at the inside of his wrist, and also replied to Zhang Chuanshi's words:

"Forget it about lying to me, what do you have to deceive an old man?"

Several terrifying black handprints were left on her wrists, and the ghost hand that had almost recovered before was suppressed again under the effect of merit points, turning into small and delicate mini-arms, honestly lying in her cuffs.

Although Zhao Fusheng has experienced danger, his mentality is amazing.

Her tone was so calm that Zhang Chuanshi didn't hear anything wrong at all, and when he heard her words, he shouted unconvinced:

"My lord, this is looking down on the old man—"

"Okay, stop."

Zhao Fusheng calmed down, interrupted Zhang Chuanshi's complaints, looked at Wu Dajing again, and said with a serious expression:

"Wu Dajing, how old is this Wu Datong?"

"My lord, this Wu Datong is seventy, seventy and one." After he was scolded by Zhang Chuanshi, he also felt extremely frightened:

"I may be confused, even if that's wrong."

He obviously couldn't figure it out himself, how could he say that Wu Datong was forty-one years old?

But when Zhao Fusheng heard this, he was already sure that he was under the influence of a powerful ghost.

The village elder of this doghead village has a ghost on his body, and he himself doesn't realize when he will take the ghost out of the village.

And there's something wrong with this ghost.

She thought of the experience of fighting with the ghost in the alley, for people, the body of the ghost switches between the visible and the invisible, and unless the same power of the ghost is used, the 'body' of the ghost can be truly grasped.

But the strange thing is that the ghost on this Wu Dajing's body is different from the ordinary ghost, she tried to capture it with the power of hell, but she actually captured a void!

In other words, the powerful ghost on Wu Dajing's body seems to be an illusory existence, and even hell can't catch it.

Forgotten in people's memories and disappeared in the vision of ghosts......

What has this powerful ghost in Goutou Village, Wu'an Town, experienced, and why has it recovered?

Zhao Fusheng found out its existence, but what are its laws and laws of killing? How do you force it out of shape and then capture it?

All kinds of questions surfaced in Zhao Fusheng's heart, and she could only slowly find the answers by herself.

"It is inevitable that human memory will be negligent."

She suppressed the complicated thoughts in her heart and gently comforted Wu Dajing:

"It's okay to get wrong once in a while."

I don't know why, Zhang Chuanshi's heart was a little sour when he heard this.

Since he dealt with Zhao Fusheng, he had seen her cunning, suspicious, strong and terrifying side, afraid and hated her, but he had never seen her gentle words to comfort people, and when he heard this, he disagreed: "An old man from the countryside......

"If the adult has anything to say, slap him twice, and he will be honest and can explain everything."

Zhao Fusheng frowned, and said viciously:

"Then I'll slap you twice now, can you be honest?"

"......" Zhang Chuanshi shrank his head, and he really didn't dare to say anything more.

Suppressing him, Zhao Fusheng asked Wu Dajing again:

"You tell me about Wu Datong."

"Yes...... Be. ”

Wu Dajing nodded again and again.

He was already a little panicked at this time, and for some reason, when he was in Kotou Village on weekdays, he also said the same thing, and everyone respected him.

But when I entered the city, I saw all the big people, but I didn't react very sensitively and became a little timid.

After being accused by Zhang Chuanshi, he was ashamed and afraid, but when he heard Zhao Fusheng's gentle words to him, he gradually developed a feeling that he could help the 'adult'.

He was worried that he would disappoint Zhao Fusheng if he said the wrong thing again, so he thought about it seriously for a long time before asking:

"Where do you want to hear from Wu Datong?"

"Say it wherever you want, and if it's really uncertain, start with when he was young." After Zhao Fusheng finished speaking, he added:

"You are not much different in age from Wu Datong, and you are the village elder, I think no one in Kotou Village knows him better than you, right?"

She held people without a trace, Wu Dajing's eyes suddenly lit up, and he straightened his chest:

"Your Excellency is right."

He was complimented, his mood was different from before, and he thought for a moment:

"When Wu Datong's father was alive, he was a cousin separated from my father." Wu Dajing's expression became a little more serious, and he said:

"I used to hear my Lao Tzu say that Wu Datong's father died very early, his father was very bitter in his early years, and he was fostered in a relative's house and relied on other people's fingers to help him eat with ease, and his health was very poor, and he died soon after having Wu Datong, leaving orphans and widows."

Zhao Fusheng didn't expect him to let him say it casually, he actually started with Wu Datong's birth.

Fortunately, this trip is still very long, and there is enough time, so she has nothing else to do for the time being, so she simply let Wu Dajing continue.

may think that his words are of great help to Zhao Fusheng, and Wu Dajing, who has been 'reused', is very enthusiastic, he sorted out his thoughts in advance, and when he talked about Wu Da's passage in the past, his words no longer seemed to be disorganized, but very organized.

"Wu Datong's wife brought him up alone, because when he was young, his family was poor, and their mother and son were often hungry, and his mother dragged him around to beg for food in order to survive."

As a result, many people in the village looked down on him, and some children often beat and scolded him, threw mud, insects and other objects at his house, and no one played with him.

"At that time, our two families were a little related, and my father saw that he was about the same age as me, and occasionally brought them some soup and groceries behind my mother's back."

It's been a hard time for everyone this year, so they stumbled like this, and time passed.

It is also because of such a growth environment that Wu Datong has developed an extremely extreme character.

"He had better brag, and often told people that he wanted to get rich when he grew up, to let his wife live a good life, and let people who looked down on him kowtow to him in the future."

He also loves to be in the limelight, and where there is excitement, he will join in.

People take him for fun, and he doesn't mind, anyway, as long as he can be famous and seen, it's enough.

It's a pity that when he was thirty years old, Wu Datong still didn't marry a daughter-in-law because of his poor family.

As an adult, his personality began to change drastically, and he became introverted and didn't talk much, but Wu Dajing had a good relationship with him, and the two sides were still moving around, knowing that he was beginning to be angry with the status quo.

"He was often dissatisfied, complaining about the injustice of fate." is no longer in the limelight, and when he is ridiculed, he is angry, but he learns to swallow his anger, and when he hears someone mocking, he just walks away quickly.

"I was a few years younger than him at the time, but when the three sons were seven years old, he was becoming more and more secluded." Speaking of this, Wu Dajing paused for a moment before continuing:

"One day, he suddenly came to my house mysteriously, saying that he had found a daughter-in-law."

Hearing this, Zhao Fusheng couldn't help but be interested and asked:

"Where did this daughter-in-law come from?"

"I don't know where I found my mother-in-law, I guess it's a kidnapping, I don't feel very mentally normal, and I cry when I see someone." After he finished speaking, he seemed to be a little confused:

"Looks, I didn't see it very clearly, it was evening when Wu Datong called me over, the black light in the house was blind, I only vaguely looked at it, and I was a little young."

At the end, he let out a long sigh:

"I haven't seen her again, Wu Datong locked her up very tightly, and no one in the village knows about it."

"It wasn't until more than a year later that suddenly his wife came to my wife and my mother-in-law for help, saying that his daughter-in-law had a seizure and was about to give birth."

When he said this, his head suddenly seemed to be extremely itchy, so he raised his hand and scratched it a few times, as if he had touched something, and his fingertips dug into the bun, and he tore off a large piece of dandruff.

The dander was connected with several gray hairs that he had forcibly torn off, Wu Dajing glanced at it twice, twisted it with his fingers and rubbed it a few times, and popped out of the front of the open carriage.

The curled up of dander flew across Zhang Chuanshi's cheeks, and he cursed:

"What did you old thing withhold and throw at me?"

The aura of the ghost appeared again, Zhao Fusheng ignored Zhang Chuanshi's swearing, her expression was calm, but her heart was tight, Wu Dajing was a little embarrassed after being scolded, and kept rubbing his fingers.

He didn't dare to talk to Zhang Chuanshi, so he had to turn the topic back to Wu Datong's son:

"My mother-in-law couldn't leave when she had something, so my mother rushed over first, and then came back and said that she had given birth to a son."

"Is it Wuliren?"

When Zhao Fusheng heard this, combined with the appearance of the ghost's aura, he already had a vague guess in his heart.

What Wu Dajing said next was exactly as she expected.

He shook his head and said:

"It's not."

In the memories of Wu Datong's other son, he once again had a problem.

(End of chapter)