Chapter 64

Everyone was scrambling to pick up the guests, and when the quarrel was red-faced, Wu Liyou quickly rushed back, and saw that the others were scrambling to pull the guests away, so he hurriedly stepped forward and pushed the others:

"I'm already building a fire in my house."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pointed, Zhao Fusheng looked in the direction of his finger, and sure enough, he saw a house lit up in the distance.

"Don't be busy yet, I'm going to go to Wuli's house to have a look."

As soon as they heard the name of 'Wuli Ren', the villagers who had been enthusiastically leaning forward suddenly shrank, and they all took half a step back.

"My lord, this Wuli family is not auspicious—"

Someone hesitated to speak:

"Since his family disappeared in early August, they are still nowhere to be seen, and where did dozens of people go overnight?"

"It's haunted!"

Someone answered.

"It's definitely a ghost."

Everyone's gossip discussion:

"Maybe Wu Liren, his Lao Tzu, didn't know what he lacked virtue in the county back then, and he provoked a powerful ghost to ask for his life."

……

Everyone, you and I spoke word by word, and Wu Dajing also persuaded:

"My lord, why don't you go again tomorrow, you see, it's getting dark now-"

"Yes."

Zhang Chuanshi originally looked down on this old man in the countryside, but when he heard this, he hurriedly helped speak:

"If the light is blind, you can't see clearly, so it's better to go again tomorrow."

He is the most afraid of handling ghost cases, and he can't wait to delay the time again and again, and it is best to drag it out until the case is over, this ghost case has no eyebrows.

When the time comes, staying in this poor and remote place for two days, he and Zhao Fusheng will find nothing, and returning safely is the most ideal result.

"Nope."

Zhao Fusheng categorically vetoed it.

She turned her head to look at Zhang Chuanshi, and she could see the thoughts in the old man's heart clearly.

"We're here to do ghost cases, and we can't hide."

What she said made Zhang Chuanshi's heart furious, and when she heard it, she retorted:

"It's not necessarily a ghost case, so far, I haven't seen the shadow of a ghost."

Zhao Fusheng was almost amused by his optimism, and he didn't say anything when he heard the words, but Zhang Chuanshi was laughed at by her like this, and he was furious.

"I'm going to Wuli's house now, and you guys will show me the way." Zhao Fusheng shook his head and said.

As soon as they heard that they were going to Wuli's house now, the enthusiastic villagers who had gathered around them immediately retreated one after another, and many even wanted to hide in the house in a hurry.

Even Wu Dajing, who had been walking all the way, had his eyes flashing.

Zhao Fusheng frowned.

This is for the sake of the doghead village, although the ghost is hidden, the law of killing has been revealed.

Based on her basic understanding of the rules for killing ghosts by looking at the files these days, she can conclude that once the ghosts become climate, they will kill the relevant people who trigger the rules first.

The people of Kotou Village are related to each other, and from her previous conversation and chat with Wu Dajing, it can be known that these people may have been 'selected' by the ghosts and become the people under the law of ghosts.

If this ghost case is not dealt with, the entire Kotou Village will die at the hands of the ghosts.

"It's not that I'm alarmist, since I'm here, I can conclude that this case is a ghost case."

She said solemnly.

When the people around heard this, they all turned their heads to each other:

"Sure enough, it's a ghost case."

"I knew there was a ghost."

"Wu Datong may have done evil outside, causing a ghost to ask for his life, no wonder Wu Liren's family is gone, maybe they were eaten by ghosts."

……

Everyone talked about it, and even with a bit of schadenfreude, there was no sense of urgency that a catastrophe was coming.

"Don't think that this ghost only harms the Wuli family, the ghost doesn't know how to be wronged and have a debtor, if I don't handle this ghost case, something big will happen in Kotou Village sooner or later."

"I don't think it's a big deal......"

A man had the courage to mutter, and without waiting for Zhao Fusheng to turn his head, he hurriedly shrank back and hid in the crowd.

Zhang Chuanshi was very satisfied with this situation, but his face showed a gloomy color:

"Be bold and dare to speak to adults." After speaking, he said to Zhao Fusheng flatteringly:

"My lord, I'll teach him a lesson for you."

Zhao Fusheng shook his head and stopped his pretending loyalty behavior.

"Now the ghosts have appeared." She said.

"Where's the ghost?" Someone asked.

"The devil hides among us." Zhao Fusheng replied.

"Where?" When everyone heard this, they were first taken aback, and then looked left and right, and saw that they were all acquaintances, and gradually relieved themselves:

"Aren't you kidding us?"

After this trouble, everyone was about to disperse in a hurry, afraid that they would be forcibly arrested by Zhao Fusheng and forced to go to Wuli's house.

"Stop! Hold it. Zhang Chuanshi pretended to be unhappy and shouted.

Wu Dajing also felt a little embarrassed, and also shouted:

"Stop, don't go yet."

Zhao Fusheng felt a sense of absurdity in his heart.

She has a sharp mind and is good at dancing with long sleeves, and she knows exactly what kind of methods to use when dealing with people.

The villagers are selfish and cowardly, short-sighted and indifferent, and it is useless for such people to tell big truths, but it is only appropriate to suppress them by force and drive them by force.

......It's a pity that she hasn't integrated with this era enough, even if she knows what kind of method is easy to worry and effort, she still hesitates for a moment.

But she is not an ordinary person after all, and in a blink of an eye, another method came to mind.

"In this way, I want to handle a ghost case, and during my case, the person who listened to my dispatch and informed me of the news, after I turned back, I reduced his family's taxes according to merit and contribution."

The previous conversation with Wu Dajing gave her a certain understanding of the burden of the people in this era, and as soon as Zhao Fusheng's voice fell, the footsteps of the people who had not kept retreating before paused.

"I can't decide the taxes of the imperial court, but I can promise the taxes of the Demon Suppression Division."

According to Wu Dajing, he pays nearly thirty taels of silver in taxes a year, and the tax of the Demon Suppression Division alone accounts for as much as two-thirds.

When such a condition was spoken, not only the other villagers were moved, but even Wu Dajing was suddenly anxious.

"Is that true?"

Their family earns thirty taels of silver a year, and they work for the court and government almost all year round.

"I'm not kidding." Zhao Fusheng nodded.

When talking to these people about ghost cases, they are unmoved;

For the villagers in the countryside, they don't know the horror of the ghosts, especially this ghost case is nowhere to be seen, and even Zhao Fusheng's hell can't be snared, these people can't perceive the existence of the ghosts, and it's useless to break their mouths with them.

But when it comes to taxes, when it comes to future life, everyone suddenly refuses to leave.

"If you can provide clues about the ghost case, it will be useful, and I will reduce taxes more."

Wu Dajing was surprised and delighted.

Thinking of her undisputed prestige when she was in the Demon Suppression Division, not only were the town officials respectful to her, but even the eldest lord of the county was obedient and gentle in front of her.

He immediately believed Zhao Fusheng's promise, but he didn't know what he thought, his face was pale and pale, and he regretted:

"Oops."

"I have spoken so much to you when I came—" his face fell, and he said sorrowfully:

"I don't know if I can do it."

"Half a year's worth of your taxes." Zhao Fusheng said in a deep voice.

Her eyes fell on Wu Dajing, the village elder didn't know that the ghost was probably not far from him, and he had nosebleeds and itching before, probably because of the ghost.

During this period, he mentioned several times about Wu Datong's eldest son, triggering the law of ghosts, and this half-year tax reduction was the reward he deserved.

"I'll take the adults to Wu Liren's house!"

When Wu Dajing heard this, he was overjoyed and immediately said decisively.

He has a lot of prestige in the village, and when everyone saw him make a statement, they hurriedly talked about keeping up, fearing that they would fall behind.

"I'll also take adults there, Wuli's house is not far from my house, and I know a lot of things."

"My Lao Tzu grew up with Wu Datong back then, and we also know about his family."

……

The people who had avoided it as soon as they heard 'Wuliren' before were scrambling to lead the way at this time, fearing that they would never have a chance to fall behind.

"In that case, let's go together." As soon as Zhao Fusheng's voice fell, someone flattered:

"I'll go home and fetch a torch and show the way for the adults."

"Go, go, go." Wu Dajing urged.

After speaking, he turned his head to look at Zhao Fusheng again:

"If you don't know anything, just ask me."

Zhang Chuanshi was squeezed aside, looking at this scene with hatred, afraid and angry in his heart, and his whole spirit was much weaker.

"Since the case is related to the disappearance of Wu Liren's family, let's start with Wu Liren." Zhao Fusheng said.

"What do you want to know about Wu Liren? He is forty-one this year, married a wife, raised eight aunts, and gave birth to twenty-seven sons—" Someone spoke first.

Zhao Fusheng had heard Wu Dajing mention these news before, and when she heard someone mention it again, she was about to speak, but she heard an old man retort:

"What forty-one, he just turned forty at the end of last month, and he is eating forty-one."

The difference of this age is not a big deal, but Zhao Fusheng keenly captured the time difference:

"You-"

She immediately interrupted everyone's gossip and pointed at the old man who spoke.

The old man was pointed at her, he was a little panicked at first, and instinctively wanted to retreat back into the crowd, but someone behind him pushed him, and he remembered Zhao Fusheng's identity again, and boldly came forward:

"Adult ......"

The man was about fifty years old, dressed in a patched gray and blue stub, and barefoot.

"This is Wu Jiu's father......"

Wu Dajing squeezed to Zhao Fusheng's side and explained to her in a low voice.

Zhao Fusheng immediately remembered who 'Wu Jiu' was.

It was precisely because Wu Lifu and Wu Jiu were fighting endlessly, and both sides wanted to find the village chief to comment, that the disappearance of Wu Liren's family was exposed in the village.

She nodded and beckoned to the old man:

"You said that Wuli people are not forty-one years old, but forty years old, you come and tell me."

Wu Jiu's father saw that her tone was gentle, so he endured the apprehension in his heart, squeezed away the other villagers and stepped forward, and bowed his hand to her:

"Yes, everyone may be mistaken."

He said:

"Some of us here are young people, Wu Liren was born on July 31, 206, Dahan, I remember this clearly."

The information provided by Wu Jiu's father was very important, and it immediately solved the doubts in Zhao Fusheng's heart.

According to Wu Dajing's original words, Wu Datong's eldest son was born to a woman of unknown origin and was born on July 31, 41 years ago.

He remembered this date very clearly, because shortly after the birth of Wu Datong's eldest son, Wu Dajing's wife died on September 17.

Wu Datong secretly left Kotou Village after getting a son, went to Wan'an County, became a partner of Zhang Xiongwu's shop, and made great contributions in his hands and got his reward.

Because the two incidents occurred at the same time forty years ago, Zhao Fusheng naturally linked the credit of Wu Datongli with the case of the Liu clan ancestral hall forty years ago.

But the dates of the two cases did not coincide, and she had always wondered if her guess had gone wrong.

At this time, when she heard Wu Jiu's father mention Wu Liren's date of birth, she suddenly realized.

This news is important.

She turned her head to look at Zhang Chuanshi:

"Reduce the taxes of the Wujiu family for three months this year, and immediately hand over to Fan Bi to do it after I go back."

When Zhang Chuanshi heard this, he was both surprised and delighted.

What is shocking is that Zhao Fusheng still insists on doing the ghost case, and the joy is the message revealed in her words: After going back, I will tell Fan Bi to die and do things!

In other words, in this ghost case, she may protect herself so that she will not die at the hands of powerful ghosts.

He was skeptical, and agreed loudly:

"Yes!"

When Wu Jiu's father heard Zhao Fusheng's promise, he was overjoyed:

"Thank you, sir!"

"Tell me about Wu Liren's birthday in detail, are you sure he was born on July 31st?" Zhao Fusheng asked.

Wu Jiu's father got her promise, and he was extremely excited at this time, and nodded firmly when he heard the words:

"Dare!"

He said:

"I won't tell you the truth, I was a mountain goods in the early years, our village was poor, and many merchants did not come here, so in the early years, several nearby villages made an appointment to go into the city to sell some mountain goods."

Wu Jiu's father pointed to the doghead mountain behind him:

"That year, I went into the city with my mother-in-law, and I happened to meet Wu Datong, who said that he was working in a paper shop, and now the owner is very majestic."

Wu Datong was unsatisfactory in the village in his early years.

He lost his father at a young age, his family was poor, and many of the children in the village who grew up with him looked down on him, and he developed a character of extreme inferiority and arrogance.

Decades later, the former partners met in the city, Wu Datong followed the right owner, very majestic, how can there be no show-off?

"I began to disbelieve when he bragged." When Wu Jiu's father spoke, someone in the distance took a torch and came back.

The crowd couldn't see that he was rewarded alone, and they all anxiously urged Zhao Fusheng to go to Wuli's house.

"Talk as you go."

Zhao Fusheng greeted, and Wu Jiu's father nodded in response:

"In the early years of our village, we all knew that Wu Datong was unreliable, this person liked to be in the limelight, and he couldn't tell the truth from the false, and everyone thought he was a blind stream."

When several old men in the village heard this, they all nodded in agreement, and Wu Dajing also replied.

"When he saw that I didn't believe me, he insisted on taking me to see it, but he said that his owner had a strange temper, and told me to hide in the dark and look through the crack in the door."

Wu Jiu's father seemed to remember the scene back then, and he also felt a little frightened in his heart, so he couldn't help scratching his cheeks, and grabbed a few marks on his dark face, and in the firelight, it seemed that there was a scab flying up.

But at this moment, everyone's attention was all on the matter of tax reduction and exemption and the Wuli family, except for Zhao Fusheng, no one noticed this scene.

"I was idle, so I went with him, and his owner was not only a paper seller, but also some weird lanterns."

"It's a big business, but I don't know why, it looks a little crazy-"

Wu Jiu's father laughed embarrassedly:

"The house was dark, I was not afraid of the sky and the earth when I was young, and I was really scared at that time."

After he entered the house, Wu Datong pulled him into a side room.

"Did you see his owner?"

"See." He nodded:

"An old man with white hair, dressed in pitch black, with large cuffs, his hands folded at that time, almost mopping the floor, looking as if he had dragged a coffin board in front of him."

He gestured, and Zhao Fusheng's heart moved.

The words of the people in the village were simple, and the adjectives they spoke were not very rich, but what Wu Jiu's father said inadvertently reminded Zhao Fusheng of his negligence in the headless ghost case in the Chengnan Ancestral Hall.

The white-haired old man and the black clothes reminded her of the paper figure she had once met.