Chapter 65

But the crux of the problem lies in Wu Jiu's father's description: the cuffs are very large, and his hands are folded, as if he has dragged a coffin board in front of him.

In the headless ghost case, Liu Huacheng took the coffin lid of the ghost coffin as a reward and asked Zhang Xiongwu to help solve the ghost disaster.

She only knew that the ghost coffin lid must be in Zhang Xiongwu's hand, but she neglected the strangeness of Zhang Xiongwu's cuffs, and now she was suddenly reminded by the old farmer, Zhao Fusheng felt a sense of surprise.

"I was scared and panicked at the time, I felt that this old man was very disturbing to me, and he said something to Wu Datong-" Wu Jiu's father walked a few steps before he said again:

"It is said that the wind in the county is tight now, and Old Man Liu may have suspected something, so let him avoid the limelight himself."

When Zhao Fusheng heard this, he turned his head and glanced at Zhang Chuanshi.

Zhang Chuanshi forced himself to be calm, but his eyes were uneasy.

"Later, he seemed to find me, and said that there was a living person in the house, and I was panicked and scared, and at this time, I heard a woman's moaning in the house."

Then Wu Datong said:

"My mother-in-law is going to give birth."

The child came just in time, and when the old man heard that a child had been born, he immediately swept away his previous vigilance.

"He didn't seem to like mothers giving birth, so he left quickly, and then Chase told me that I had a big life, and I escaped, and met his mother-in-law to give birth."

It is precisely because of this episode that Wu Jiu's father remembers Wu Liren's birthday very accurately:

"Wu Liren was born on July 31, 206, I remember it very clearly."

Although he didn't know where this old man came from, and he didn't know why Wu Datong said that he had escaped, but with his instinctive reaction to life and death, Wu Jiu's father therefore kept the time of Wu Liren's birth firmly in his heart.

"Good! The Wu Jiu family reduced the tax for another March, and all the miscellaneous taxes of the Demon Suppression Division were wiped out in the first half of this year. ”

"Okay!"

Zhang Chuanshi responded happily.

This time, it was Wu Dajing's turn to be nervous:

"Adult ......"

Maybe it's because he's old, his memory is messy and repetitive, and he forgets a lot.

But what he said to Zhao Fusheng in the carriage didn't know why, and it was very impressive in his heart.

He remembered that he had sworn to Zhao Fusheng that the birth time of Wuliren's eldest son was on July 31.

Now Wu Jiu's father said something completely different from himself, and he said that Dahan met Wu Datong in Wan'an County in 206, and personally met Wu Liren was born, and also said the specific time.

Different times, different places, and different people met the same person - Wu Datong.

Hell if someone wasn't lying!

"Don't worry."

Zhao Fusheng waved her hand, she was already nine points sure in her heart, there was a problem with the memory of Wu Datong's 'eldest son' in this village.

She had guessed correctly!

Wu Dajing's original date of birth as Wu Datong's eldest son was wrong, and 'he' stole Wu Liren's date of birth and blurred people's memory.

And what Wu Jiu's father said also verified Zhao Fusheng's previous guess, Wu Datong is very likely to assist Zhang Xiongwu in stealing the coffin nails back then, and then made great contributions.

But this person did things for Zhang Xiongwu in the end, but he didn't die, and he could return to his hometown in fine clothes, which is also suspicious.

Zhang Xiongwu is not a good man and a woman.

What kind of good person can be who skins people to make lanterns, raises corpse slaves, and deals with ghosts? Why can Wu Datong retreat from his hands, return to his hometown in fine clothes, and guard his son to marry a wife and have children?

Could it be that there is something strange about this Wuli person?

Some of the doubts were solved, but new doubts surfaced in her mind.

She settled down and decided to focus on Wu Datong's mysterious 'eldest son' first.

This 'eldest son' has become an unspeakable existence and formed the law of killing, which shows that this 'eldest son' resurrected after his death.

It's just that the special law of this terrible ghost makes it have hidden attributes, even after killing people, people don't realize its existence-

Thinking of this, Zhao Fusheng suddenly understood what Wu Datong could rely on to steal the coffin nails.

It is very likely that Wu Datong had already discovered the strangeness of his 'eldest son' at that time, and used the characteristics of 'him' to quietly take away the coffin under the guard of the Liu family.

“……”

Zhao Fusheng figured out the key point of this layer, and the whole person was in good spirits.

Next, she only needs to determine the date of birth of Wu Datong's eldest son to be sure of her guess.

When it comes to the law of ghosts, when Wu Datong's 'eldest son' is mentioned, everyone's memory will fall into chaos.

She was ready to mention in a roundabout way—

Thinking of this, Zhao Fusheng settled down and asked Wu Dajing:

"What year did your mother die—"

"I know this!"

Wu Liyou, who had been waiting in the crowd for a long time, suddenly replied loudly:

"My grandmother died on September 17, 205—"

"Don't talk nonsense!"

When Wu Dajing heard his son say this, he instinctively scolded him.

"I'm not talking nonsense."

Wu Liyou was scolded by his father, and suddenly felt a little aggrieved:

"I remember it clearly."

"You're not talking nonsense?" Wu Dajing's eyes widened, bloodshot red appeared in his eyes, and he even coughed a little under his breath:

"Your grandmother obviously died on September 17, 206, you little rabbit cub, you don't even remember the day of your grandmother's death-"

Zhao Fusheng had previously exempted his family from the tax of the Demon Suppression Division for half a year, and this money was as much as ten taels of silver.

He was deeply afraid that Zhao Fusheng would think that he was talking nonsense before, and in a fit of anger, he canceled this gift, and in a hurry, a large stream of blood gushed out from the corners of his eyes and nostrils:

"You, you're mad at me—"

This sudden change surprised everyone, and Wu Liyou was also frightened by his father's fierce reaction.

He was a little aggrieved, and a little anxious:

"My grandmother did die on September 17, 205, and was born in December for meritorious service, which coincided with the turning of seven years old a few days before the Chinese New Year, when my grandmother sighed before she died, saying that she was afraid that she would not survive the New Year, and she would not be able to eat the seven-year-old meal of meritorious service——"

"Nonsense, nonsense!"

Wu Dajing retorted loudly.

The yin qi enveloped his body at this time, and the aura of the powerful ghost that was originally looming became thicker and thicker.

He kept reaching out and clasping the back of his hand and all over his cheek, making a creepy tickling sound.

Torches were lit everywhere to light up the village path.

I saw that under the firelight, countless fine pieces of skin flew in the air like snow, Wu Dajing's face was dark, his eyes gradually lost their luster, and black and red blood stains flowed down his nostrils and the corners of his eyes, which looked terrifying.

'Wow-'

Everyone was frightened.

Everyone was just discussing Wu Liren's family affairs back then, but no one thought that while talking, Wu Dajing was suddenly so excited.

Zhao Fusheng realized that the situation was not good, and the aura of the powerful ghost was spreading, but unfortunately ordinary people were slow to react, and everyone thought that the two fathers and sons had a dispute, and Wu Liyou made his father so angry that he had a nosebleed.

In the past few decades, there have often been people in Kotou Village who have died of blood without stopping, and when they saw Wu Dajing's appearance, everyone immediately said:

"Uncle Wu is on fire, Liyou, you quickly carry your father back."

"I'm not leaving!"

Wu Dajing seemed to be enchanted at this time:

"I'm not leaving, I'm going to stay here and talk to adults, my family is going to reduce taxes again, and the Wuli family is coming, I won't leave."

The more he spoke, the more he grabbed his body.

Zhao Fusheng heard him say this, turned his head to look into the distance, and sure enough, not far from the field path, a dark mansion stood in the shadow of the mountain.

At this time, Wu Dajing's situation was not good.

The old man of this village went all the way into the city, and mentioned Wu Datong's father and son, which itself triggered the law of killing ghosts, and his life hung by a thread.

Zhao Fusheng subconsciously grabbed the ghost arm in his hand and bit his cheeks-

At this moment, Zhang Chuanshi, who was a ghost and a ghost, also realized that the situation was not good, he approached Zhao Fusheng's side, and said with some uneasiness:

"My lord, is this dirty old man going crazy?"

He didn't dare to mention the word 'ghost', but he had lived next to the Demon Suppression Division for many years, and compared to these foolish people in front of him, he was well-informed, and obviously knew that Wu Dajing's situation was weird.

Zhao Fusheng did not speak.

The ghost arm in her sleeve seemed to sense her nervousness, and she was about to move restlessly.

After the merit points she got after dealing with the ghost disaster in the rice alley last time opened the hell, she had been tossed by her, and there were only nine points left.

The powerful ghost has not yet appeared, if she takes out the ghost arm to suppress Wu Dajing at this time, I don't know how much merit will be needed to suppress the increasingly restless ghost arm again.

The moment Zhao Fusheng hesitated, the ghost aura on Wu Dajing's body was blazing.

The hint of the god list came: I sensed the breath of the evil level ghost. Do you use Hell Capture?

'Devil'!

Zhao Fusheng instantly extinguished the idea of taking out the ghost arm.

When the body of the ghost is complete, it is only at the level of evil, not to mention that after the corpse is decomposed, although the ghost arm carries the power of the law of the ghost of the ghost, it is only one arm, and it must not reach the level of evil.

She had a premonition that Wu Dajing was afraid that something would happen, so she shouted at him:

"Wu Dajing, you are sober, I already know these things, don't mention it again!"

"Don't take their word for it, my lord, I remember it very well-"

Wu Dajing didn't care about the blood at this time, he only thought that he would never let his family's tax reduction be recovered.

That's a full ten taels of silver, which can provide a family with a comfortable life for a year, and there is no need to look at the harvest in the field and worry about it.

"My lord, listen to me, that year, Wu Datong kidnapped a little daughter-in-law, the little daughter-in-law's surname is Shen, she is the daughter of a big family, he Wu Datong didn't dare to take it out to meet people, and has been hiding in the cellar of his house."

The more he spoke, the more blood flowed from his nostrils and eyes, and even worse, blood began to gush out of his ears, and blood bubbles kept flowing out with saliva between his lips and teeth.

At the same time, he reached out and scratched frantically everywhere on his body.

Chest, back, cheeks, head.

At this time, the sky was dark, and the torches were 'crackling', and the people in Kotou Village, who had been arguing to speak before, were so shocked that they didn't dare to speak out when they saw this scene.

In the distance was the dark martial mansion, Wu Dajing's world was blood-red, he didn't realize how weird and terrible he was at this time, and said in a hoarse voice:

"That Shen gave birth to a child, the child will not cry or make trouble when he is born, like a dead man, it was born on July 31, there is no leave at all, my mother hugged it, said it was like a dead man, but it still moved-"

As soon as his voice fell, his whole body suddenly froze.

Wu Dajing seemed to realize something, and at this time, his dander flew to his already unrecognizable face, revealing a look of horror-

His eyes, which were almost completely red, stared at Zhao Fusheng as if pleading, as if begging for her life.

But once the law of ghost killing is revealed, how can Zhao Fusheng's strength save him.

The shadows on the ground squirmed, and the ghost seemed to be hidden behind Wu Dajing, staring at Zhao Fusheng coldly.

As Wu Dajing desperately scratched the itch on his body, Zhang Chuanshi also felt the itch on his body, he kept scratching the back of his neck and arms, and muttered:

"Does this old man have an infectious disease—"

Zhao Fusheng ignored him.

She gave birth to a feeling that she knew the truth of the matter, but she was powerless to save people, and her heart fluctuated:

"The Wuda Jing family has been exempted from taxes this year."

Zhao Fusheng had already anticipated Wu Dajing's death, and she had no other way than to exempt his family from taxes.

As soon as the words fell, Wu Dajing, who was on the verge of death, showed a look of surprise on his face.

"Thank you ......"

Before he finished speaking, the whole person exploded like a balloon.

Countless skin fragments splattered all around, staining the faces of Zhao Fusheng and the surrounding villagers.

As soon as these shattered skin tissues touched the body, they were like maggots attached to the bones, and everyone began to scratch their bodies in unison.

The sudden change scared everyone.

Someone shouted:

"Hell!"

But the moment he shouted 'ghost', the aura of the ghost disappeared without a trace like a tide that faded in an instant.

And Zhao Fusheng's heart is itchy.

After Wu Dajing exploded, the fragments of corpse skin exploded, she couldn't dodge, and some of them stuck to her cheeks, and she rubbed them hard, tearing off a layer of thin silkworm wing-like scabs the size of a child's palm.

She endured the itch on her body, took out the dossier hidden in the cuff, and stuck the scab into it.

After doing all this, the fragments of skin flying in the air turned into dust and scattered little by little.

Something weird happened.

When the dust settled, the flickering torches regained their calm, and the aura of the ghosts disappeared completely.

The villagers who were still desperately scratching the itch before put down their hands in confusion, and someone turned their heads to look into the distance and shouted excitedly:

"My lord, the Wuli family is in front!"

Zhao Fusheng lowered his head blankly, and a casually closed dossier was being held in her hand.

She vaguely felt that something was wrong.

Zhao Fusheng has a good memory, but she doesn't remember when she took this case file with her, and when she took it out and held it in her hand.

At this moment, she felt a chill in her heart, and suddenly had a firm thought: the ghost appeared.

The ghost appeared and did something, but she and the people around her didn't even notice it.