Chapter 67

Thinking of this, Zhao Fusheng shouted:

"Lao Zhang."

Zhang Chuanshi trembled, shrank into the crowd, and pretended to be dead and silent.

Zhao Fusheng warned:

"Zhang Chuanshi!"

Lao Zhang stepped forward with a bitter face, and she stuffed a stack of dander in her hand into his hand:

"Take it for me, don't lose it, I'll be of great use."

Zhang Chuanshi was relieved when he saw that she didn't want to let herself fight ghosts.

"What do you think you're doing with this—"

These things are very disgusting, and if you think about it, it is still a pile of human skins, and it may be the human skins of the deceased who died in the ghost disaster, and he is unlucky.

But as soon as I touched this pile of dander, a bad premonition came to my heart again.

Wrong! It's human skin!

And just now, Zhao Fusheng also tore off a piece of human skin from his face!

“！！！” Zhang Chuanshi's eyes widened.

has been able to live next to the Demon Suppression Division for many years, and Zhang Chuanshi is naturally not a fool.

Zhao Fusheng is extraordinarily shrewd, she will not do useless work, since she tore off a piece of skin on her face at that time and let herself put it away, there must be a reason.

At that time, he thought that Zhao Fusheng might have been in a hurry for a day and was dizzy, and he thought that the skin was useless, so he threw it on the ground early.

And I was afraid that she would find out, so I rolled into the mud with my foot.

At this time, since Zhao Fusheng found so many human skins at the scene of the ghost crime, maybe this kind of human skin is one of the rules of ghost killing.

“……”

In other words, he hid all the way, thinking of God's blessing, but I don't know when he was marked by a powerful ghost?

"My lord, I, I'm ......"

Zhang Chuanshi hated to slap himself twice.

His face was pale, his heart was terrified, and he stammered, but he didn't know if it would be too late to pick up the piece of skin at this time.

Zhao Fusheng ignored him, but after calming down, he pushed the door open.

Before she pushed the door, everyone in the doghead village who was still talking before seemed to realize that something was wrong with the atmosphere, and they all stopped their mouths in unison.

Everyone held their breath and stared, and their hearts were uneasy.

Although Zhao Fusheng said before that there are no ghosts in Wuli's family now, and everyone did go smoothly all the way, and no ghosts were found, but it is a fact that Wuliren's family is missing.

It is also possible that Wu Liren had a deep accumulation of power in the past, and when everyone stood at his door, they felt a little depressed.

But as the door was pushed open by a 'creak', there was no ghostly appearance.

Instead, the night breeze blew into the house along the open door, blowing up the sky full of silvery debris.

Wu Liren's room seemed to be covered with goose feathers and heavy snow, which fascinated everyone's eyes at once.

When everyone saw this vision, they immediately shouted in panic.

Countless debris flew everywhere, some of which were lightly attached to everyone's faces, hands, and necks.

Then the crowd began to scratch incessantly, making a harsh, dense scratching sound.

Zhao Fusheng's body also began to itch, she scratched twice, and scratched a large piece of skin again.

Although she lost a memory, the gains along the way still made her realize the strangeness of this scab.

She didn't easily hand over this thing to Zhang Chuanshi to deal with, but held it firmly in her hand, and then stepped into Wu Liren's house.

"Don't shout, don't shout!"

Zhang Chuanshi was almost so frightened that he peed his pants at the beginning, but he reacted the fastest, and when he saw that Zhao Fusheng had already entered the house, he hurriedly followed.

He has realized the difference in Zhao Fusheng's case.

She seems to be reckless, but in fact, she is coarse and detailed, and she is decisive in her actions, and it is safest to follow her at present.

The crowd was still shouting and panicking.

If it weren't for Zhao Fusheng's words of tax cuts first, I am afraid that the birds and beasts would have dispersed at this time.

Even if everyone didn't run, they didn't dare to enter the house, they only dared to gather outside, trembling and not daring to go in.

Wu Liren's room is very new compared to other side rooms, except for the large amount of debris flying in the sky, everything in the room is in line with the time point when Wu Liren's family 'disappeared' for about half a month.

According to the old rules of inspecting the wing room before, Zhao Fusheng checked the tables, chairs, cabinets, bed feet and other places, and found no plaque.

But the strange thing is that there are only one or two sets of ready-to-wear clothes in the wardrobe, and the cabinet is empty—which is not very consistent with the image of Wu Li's family of wealth.

She touched her clothes, which were a little sticky, as if they had been worn for a long time, as if they would shatter the fabric if she pinched it hard, as if it had not been worn for many years.

Zhao Fusheng went to uncover the bed again.

It seems that someone has slept on the bed from time to time, but there is no smell of sweat or body odor, but it seems that there is a faint ghost breath left.

She sensed the existence of ghost breath, followed her own senses, and soon felt a thin soft skin in the middle of the quilt.

The skin is smooth and soft, and unusually wide and slightly cold.

Zhao Fusheng touched the soft skin around, and the skin had traces of splicing, and it seemed to be borderless after touching it twice.

A whimsical thought welled up in her mind:

"Could it be that this entire mezzanine is a spliced human skin?"

The more she fumbled, the more certain she became, and then she shouted:

"Lao Zhang!"

This time, Zhang Chuanshi hesitated for a long time, then answered, and stepped forward:

"Your Excellency?"

Zhao Fusheng casually called him several times before, but he did not cause him to die at the hands of powerful ghosts, and even faintly instructed him.

He stood up, and Zhao Fusheng instructed him:

"Find a pair of scissors and pick the thread of this quilt."

After saying that, he commanded:

"Be careful, don't hurt what's inside."

At this time, most of the people's sheets like to be sewn with large needles, dense and solid, and the thread needs to be picked apart in order to completely remove the upper and lower layers of sheets, revealing the human skin inside.

Zhang Chuanshi responded, and the others looked embarrassed, and Wu Li said:

"My lord, here, in this Wuli family, I'm afraid there is not even a chopstick left."

The people of Kotou Village are poor, and after the disappearance of Wu Liren's family, the door of the house was wide open, and even ghosts could not stop the people in the village from wanting to take advantage.

Except for the large items, no one dares to blatantly move them for the time being, and almost all the small things that are a little more valuable have been taken away.

This is still Zhao Fusheng's time!

In a few months, I'm afraid that the quilts, bed cabinets, etc. will disappear completely.

Zhao Fusheng supported his forehead.

Wu Liyou said cautiously:

"My lord, it's getting late, you've been traveling all the way, why don't you go back to my house first, wash your face and eat, and come back tomorrow to check if you have something."

The mansion of the Wuli family at night is eerie and ghostly, which makes people shudder.

As soon as his voice fell, the others echoed:

"Yes, sir."

"If you want to see this sheet, why don't I hold it for you, and when you get to Uncle Liyou's house, you light the lamp and look at it slowly." Wu Shaochun said diligently.

Zhao Fusheng nodded:

"Okay."

"Go to my house, before my father-"

Speaking of this, Wu Liyou was suddenly stunned.

There was a look of doubt on his face:

"Strange, how could I talk about my father? My father—" He thought for a while, his mind confused:

"My father, he seems to have gone out a few days ago, saying that he was going to the town to report the case-"

After speaking, he subconsciously scratched his face.

In the firelight, the dander on his face flew as if someone had sprinkled a handful of coarse salt, and he didn't even notice it.

"Forget it, adults will go to my house first, my mother and my daughter-in-law are already cooking, and they have also lit the lamp."

Zhao Fusheng had no objection.

The group withdrew from the mansion of the Wuli people and went to Wuli Youjia.

Wu Li's house in the village is naturally not as elegant as Wu Li's family, but it is also a well-organized farm yard, which is very clean by the family.

Seeing everyone coming in, several women with children stood in the corner uneasily, and Wu Liyou's brothers were waiting at the gate, excited and overwhelmed.

"My lord, do you want these villagers to rush to the town overnight, and let the town send some people to help you solve the case?"

Zhang Chuanshi approached Zhao Fusheng's ear and whispered:

"I see that this house is shabby, and there is nothing decent, so it is better to let them bring some more food and drink by the way, and they will not dare not listen."

This is the regular pomp and circumstance of the Demon Suppression Division to handle cases - there are people hugging everywhere they go, even if they are in the poor countryside, they can collect a table of delicious food if they are well organized.

"No need."

Zhao Fusheng could see that in addition to being greedy, Zhang Chuanshi probably also had the heart to let people from Wu'an Town come over as substitutes for the dead ghosts.

She laughed:

"We are here to handle the case, and those people are not envoys and can't help."

Zhang Chuanshi couldn't help but glance at her, and secretly complained in his heart: What a weirdo.

This trip is really bad.

In the past, he didn't enjoy all the pomp and circumstance of the Demon Suppression Division, but now he is marked by a powerful ghost, and life and death are unknown.

But he had a discussion in his heart, but he didn't dare to refute Zhao Fusheng's words, so he had to vent his unhappiness on Wu Liyou's family, and shouted with a heavy face:

"Why don't you hurry up and kill chickens and ducks to serve the guests, the children will avoid it, the women will come to serve the adults, and the men will go tomorrow to make an appointment to come and kill the pigs and hold a banquet."

Wu Li was submissive, but when he thought of the reduced taxes, he reluctantly replied in his heart.

Zhao Fusheng glanced at Zhang Chuanshi, Zhang Chuanshi was still worried about her stopping, but she didn't object, just said:

"You don't have to engage in such a big battle, if you're hungry, just kill the chickens, you can't eat so much."

Zhang Chuanshi is the commander of the demon suppression, and he has indeed borne a certain life crisis when he goes out to handle ghost cases, and it is not too much to eat one or two chickens to show his prestige.

What's more, if she refuses repeatedly, Wu Li may not feel at ease if he has a family.

After reducing the taxes of the Demon Suppression Division, Wu Li's family should have a good life next year, so that they will not lose these two chickens.

Zhang Chuanshi was afraid of being scolded by her at first, but when he saw her acquiescence later, he was immediately overjoyed.

He suffered losses in the hands of Zhao Fusheng several times, and as soon as he was connived at by her at this time, the feeling of being treated well rose exponentially, and the long-lost sense of grievance came to his heart, and he was full of blood and blood, and even a little grateful:

"My lord—"

In a moment of excitement, he almost said something he shouldn't have said.

He closed his mouth in time, and Zhao Fusheng looked at him deeply and smiled.

"Clean up a clean room and come out, and everyone else disperses first." Zhao Fusheng said to the villagers who followed:

"All the villagers who accompanied me to Wuli's house tonight have their March taxes waived."

As soon as her voice fell, the others were immediately overjoyed, and when Zhao Fusheng saw this, he added:

"But the premise is that I want to finish this ghost case, if someone in the middle obstructs it, causing this case to be closed, then the previous promise will be null and void."

When everyone heard this, their expressions were awe-inspiring.

Wu Jiu's father said urgently:

"Don't worry, our whole village will help in this case, whoever dares not to do his best will be raised by a dog!"

"Yes, yes!"

"Why don't we go to Wuli's house again now."

……

Everyone scrambled to shout, and Zhao Fusheng shook his head:

"We'll talk about it tomorrow."

She is worried that the villagers are short-sighted and greedy for small profits.

And from the few words that everyone said before, she realized that the number of people in Kotou Village was small, but most of them were related to each other, and there were contradictions between them, but they were very united to the outside world.

For example, Wu Datong abducted a rich lady more than 40 years ago, and before that, the people in the village looked down on Wu Datong, and even many people bullied him.

But after Wu Datong committed the crime, when the other party's family found the village, everyone invariably shut up and unanimously excluded them, which made the young lady's family disappointed.

All this shows the characteristics of Kotou Village: backward, arrogant and short-guarding.

They are not active in handling ghost cases, if Zhao Fusheng does not allow them to be pinched with heavy promises, and agrees too early and easily, if the final case involves villagers, I am afraid that these people will unanimously squeeze out and are unwilling to provide clues.

The best thing to do is to use taxes as bait and fish them so that they don't dare not do their best.

Humans are profit-seeking animals.

After she finished speaking, the others reluctantly left.

However, some villagers who were good friends with Wu Liyou and others were reluctant to leave, smelling the smell of food in the house and wanting to stay for a meal.

During this period, most of the food in the family was precious, not to mention that Wu Li had Zhao Fusheng and the two people to greet, so he urged to drive people away:

"Hurry up, go quickly, adults have to rest well, and the case will be handled tomorrow, don't affect her."

The rest of the people left one after another, but Wu Shaochun didn't leave while holding the quilt, shouting:

"Auntie, which room does this mattress want?"

"The main house on the east side has been cleaned up, and the adults will rest there tonight."

A woman said with a little restraint.

Wu Liyou explained:

"My lord, this main house is my father's and mother's residence, it is the most spacious in the house, and the mattress and quilt covers are all new, don't dislike it."

The purpose of Zhao Fusheng's trip was to handle ghost cases, and he didn't care about the living environment.

What's more, no matter how bad the martial arts family is, it can't be worse than the house in the Yaofan Hutong where she temporarily lived when she first handled the case, so she nodded and said:

"Put it in."

But she thought about it, and seemed to ask unintentionally:

"Your father went out to report the crime, was he alone or with someone? How long have you been out? Where is it now? ”

Wu Liyou didn't think too much about it, and when he heard the words, he replied:

"It was before dawn the morning before yesterday, so I went to the town to report the case alone, saying that if it went well, I would be back in three or five days."

Zhao Fusheng was puzzled.

Gotou Village is not close to Wan'an County, and she and Zhang Chuanshi drove the carriage all the way non-stop, and it took almost a whole day.

If there is a ghost case in such a remote town, if no one reports it, she must not know.

But now that she is here, it proves that Wu Dajing's report was successful, but where is Wu Dajing at this time?

(End of chapter)