Chapter Seventy-Seven

The room where Zhao Fusheng lived was the best main house of the Wuli family.

It is said that Wu Dajing's parents lived in the early years.

After the death of Wu Dajing's father, Wu Dajing and his wife repaired it once, and the old couple lived there.

After Zhao Fusheng arrived, the Wu family cleaned up the best house and let it out, the house was cleaned, and the bedding on the bed was also newly replaced.

But after she lay down, she pulled the quilt and smelled a faint smell of blood.

It can be seen that the bedding and bed sheets have been bought for several years, but they should be reluctant to take them out and cover them on weekdays, especially for entertaining guests.

Due to the perennial pressure on the bottom of the box, the sheets have deep scratch marks, in order to prevent being eaten by insects, some insect-proof wood herbs should be stuffed, and the sheets have a pungent smell of grass and trees.

Zhao Fusheng looked around, but did not see the existence of bloodstains, where did this smell of blood come from?

She reached out and touched her chest, touching the folded human skin quilt.

Zhao Fusheng took out the human skin quilt, pushed the folded bed open, and spread the human skin quilt taken out of the Wuli people's futon and spread it on himself.

That bloody aura suddenly faded.

Zhao Fusheng slept very deeply that night, and was woken up by Zhang Chuanshi's knock on the door in the early morning of the next day.

"Your Excellency, your Excellency."

Zhang Chuanshi's voice came faintly from outside the door, Zhao Fusheng opened his eyes, and for a moment he couldn't tell whether he was in a dream or in reality.

She rested for the night, and did not feel any better, but indescribably tired.

It may have been yesterday when she traveled for a long time, and her body was in pain everywhere, and her head was swollen and painful.

There was chaos in the sea of knowledge, and many memories were messy, and they forgot to answer Zhang Chuanshi's shout.

Her eyes were bloodshot, her expression was a little haggard, and she glanced around—

The room was dim and dilapidated, the corners of the room were covered with dusty cobwebs, and she slept on a strange bed with a half-human-high cabinet next to it.

There was a small oil lamp on top of the cabinet.

The oil lamp was lit overnight, and most of the oil in it was missing, and the light was faint.

A strange, pale pink, soft skin that looked like some kind of nitrate-thin leather had been spliced together to form a quilt and draped over her.

"My lord—"

Zhang Chuanshi's voice came again.

Zhao Fusheng's trance was closed, she sat up with a strong spirit, and when she was about to pull the quilt, she saw that someone had written a few small words in the middle of the quilt: There are ghosts in my house!

"I have a ghost in my house!"

These four words were like a key, instantly opening the door of her sealed memory.

All kinds of things last night came to Zhao Fusheng's heart: she received a report from Wu Dajing and went to Gotou Village with him - halfway through Wu Dajing to worship Wu Datong, who died early, so she was separated from her and Zhang Chuanshi - she went to the village to check the old house of Wu Liren and found the bedding on the bed - after dismantling, she saw a human skin quilt in the futon.

After Wu Dajing returned in the middle of the night, she thought of the case, so she asked Wu Shaochun to gather the villagers to prepare to solve this ghost case in Wu Liren's old mansion today.

At this time, Zhang Chuanshi called her, it should be Wu Shaochun and others who are here!

Sure enough.

didn't get a response from her, the knock on the door outside became more urgent, and several chaotic footsteps sounded at the same time, and the sound of burning torches also sounded at the same time, Wu Shaochun lowered his voice and asked:

"Haven't you woken up yet?"

"I don't know." Zhang Chuanshi shook his head a little anxiously.

"Did you hear anything happen last night?"

Wu Liyou also asked.

"No, I didn't dare to close my eyes last night, and the lights in the adult's room haven't been turned off all night." Zhang Chuanshi replied.

"Is something wrong?"

A woman asked timidly.

As soon as she said this, everyone immediately panicked.

In Kotou Village, Wu Liren's family disappeared mysteriously before, and they all said that it was because of a ghost disaster in the village, so they invited the big man of the Demon Suppression Division to exorcise ghosts.

If Zhao Fu lives and dies in this village, I am afraid that the entire village will lose their lives.

"No, you have to go in and have a look."

Zhang Chuanshi also panicked when he heard it.

At this moment, Zhao Fusheng smoothed out the memories in her mind, but she was horrified to find that she seemed to have lost part of her memory.

She still remembered the scene last night when she asked Wu Shaochun to summon the people in the village to gather today, but she didn't remember why she summoned the people in the village.

At this moment, Zhang Chuanshi and the others were already discussing to knock on the door and come in, Zhao Fusheng suppressed the fear in his heart and shouted:

"I'm fine, come in."

She was worried about something to happen last night, and slept in her clothes.

At this time, he got up and got out of bed, and as soon as he stood firmly, he was dizzy and almost fell to the ground.

Zhao Fusheng hurriedly held on to the wooden cabinet on the side, and felt much more relieved for a long time.

And the people outside were relieved to hear the sound in the house.

Everyone pushed the door and rushed in.

I saw Zhao Fusheng standing on the counter, bowing his head and panting.

The futon on the bed was pushed away, and a thin human skin quilt fell on the bed scattered, this scene made everyone creepy, and they didn't dare to squeak, thinking that this Lord of the Demon Suppression Division was really weird.

Zhao Fusheng survived the initial discomfort and stood firm, then turned his head unhurriedly to fold the human skin quilt on the bed, and then stuffed the item into his arms.

"My lord, Wu Shaochun has already called up the villagers, and they are all waiting outside at this time."

Zhang Chuanshi stepped forward and said.

Zhao Fusheng nodded:

"I'll wash my face, and I'll go."

She couldn't remember why she had summoned the villagers, but since she had this idea, it proved that she should have found an important clue and wanted to solve the case at Wuli's house.

Although she has lost this important memory, Zhao Fusheng has realized her strange weakness.

Since she controlled the ghosts, although her life was threatened by ghosts, her physical fitness was much stronger than that of Zhao Fusheng before because of the influence of powerful ghosts.

At this time, she felt obvious discomfort, and it was very likely that she had been injured by the ghost.

"Wu Liyou has spread the bread, I'll bring some for the adults, and I'll eat it while walking later."

With Zhao Fusheng's promise last night, Zhang Chuanshi's attitude is obviously much more attentive.

Zhao Fusheng did not refuse.

The woman of the martial family came in with washing water, she roughly wiped her face and hands with a handkerchief, I don't know if it was because she was not feeling well, Zhao Fusheng felt a hot pain in her cheeks and hands after being stained with water when she wiped her face.

The soft towel fell back into the basin, and the basin was clear and clear, and there was no blood or dandruff.

Zhao Fusheng reflected his face in the basin, and her face was reflected in the basin.

In the rippling water, her face was pale, her eyes were dark, and she looked at her own reflection in the basin.

The others didn't dare to urge, and after a while, Zhao Fusheng stretched out his hand and slapped the water, smashed the reflection in the water, and shouted:

"Let's go!"

When she led Zhang Chuanshi and others out, Wu Shaochun also brought some young people from Kotou Village to wait outside Wu Liyou's house.

Seeing Zhao Fusheng come out, Wu Shaochun's eyes lit up, and he stepped forward and saluted:

"Your Excellency."

Zhao Fusheng looked behind him.

There were about a dozen people around him, most of them about the same age as him, all young people in the village.

Wu Shaochun explained:

"After you spoke last night, I went back and knocked on the door of the people in the village to explain your request, and most of the people in the village went to Uncle Liyou's house to wait, and we came to go with you."

"Are they all gone?" Zhao Fusheng asked.

Wu Shaochun said:

"It's all informed." After speaking, he added:

"No one will be left behind."

After he said this, he stared at Zhao Fusheng's face, and after seeing her nodding in agreement, the big stone in his heart fell to the ground and smiled.

Wu Liyou's female dependents heard this, and asked:

"Shall we go too?"

"Your Excellency has already seen us, let's not go, there is still something to do at home-"

Another woman also answered, but before she could finish speaking, Zhao Fusheng interrupted her words:

"You have to go, in this case, everyone must go to Wuli's house."

Several women glanced at each other, and although they were puzzled and dissatisfied in their hearts, they didn't speak in the end, but just lowered their heads by default.

When the group left the courtyard gate, Wu Liyou thought about reducing taxes, fearing that if he walked slowly, he would lose the benefits, so he urged the women in the family to lock the door quickly and keep up.

When everyone came to Wuli's house, the gate of Wuli's house was already surrounded by villagers from Gotou Village.

Seeing Zhao Fusheng coming, everyone was excited and rushed up:

"Your Excellency is here."

"Shaochun said that today's gathering, do you want to talk about tax cuts?"

"What kind of tax is it reduced?"

……

Everyone asked questions, and the noise made Zhao Fusheng's head hurt.

Zhang Chuanshi saw that she was not looking good, and hurriedly shouted:

"Don't make noise, don't talk!"

The crowd was reprimanded by him, and their voices suddenly became much quieter.

"The adults haven't spoken yet, but you are noisy first, how to reduce taxes, how much taxes, adults naturally know in their hearts."

Zhang Chuanshi scolded:

"Villains like you have a cunning temperament, and often don't count when you talk, so you think that others are different from you? When adults say tax cuts, they want to cut taxes! It's really poor and knowledgeable, but we adults are here to handle the case for you. ”

The others were scolded by him without pain.

For the villagers of Kotou Village, it is difficult to say whether the so-called ghost case exists.

It's just that there are really ghosts, and it seems that only Wu Liren's family has been victimized at present, so what does it have to do with other villagers?

What if it's not your own people who die, but ghosts?

The big man of the Demon Suppression Division is not handling the case for promotion and making a fortune, if she wants to handle the case, she asks everyone to cooperate, and it is much better to reduce taxes naturally than to scare people with the so-called ghost disaster.

Zhang Chuanshi could see what these people were thinking, and wanted to open his mouth to scold again, but Zhao Fusheng stopped him:

"How many people came?"

Wu Shaochun glanced around, and suppressed a large group of people, he counted a little, and replied:

"It's almost all here."

When Zhao Fusheng heard this, he suddenly felt strange in his heart.

But at this time she did not speak, but nodded and said:

"Let's talk about it in the house first."

Wuli's family has a big business, and the house is not small.

The courtyard has three entrances, and the courtyard in the middle is very large, and it is full of sundries at this time.

These are all things that the villagers moved after Wu Liren disappeared and sent them back overnight last night.

Zhao Fusheng motioned to Wu Shaochun to organize people to move things around, and after vacating the middle of the courtyard, she said:

"What do I say next, what do you do, after this ghost case is completed, each family will be exempted from the tax of the Demon Suppression Division for half a year this year."

As soon as she said this, the others suddenly became energetic and shouted one after another:

"We'll do whatever the adults say."

The people of the Han Dynasty suffered greatly from taxes.

The tax of the imperial court is good to say, it can be in arrears, as long as it is paid a sum every year; But the tax of the Demon Suppression Division involves the lives of local officials, and they can't be in arrears at all.

Half of the annual tax is taken down on the villagers, and many smiles of joy are on their faces.

Zhao Fusheng said:

"Next, you are divided into family groups, find a place to sit down in turn, and then Lao Zhang points."

The others hurriedly sat down according to her words.

Zhang Chuanshi understood the meaning of her words, and couldn't help but doubt: "The adults suspect that the number of people in Kotou Village is wrong?" ”

Zhao Fusheng nodded.

After she slept for a while, she woke up forgetting why she had summoned the villagers of Gotou Village to come to Wuli's house.

But at that time, she trusted herself very much, and guessed that she must have done it for a reason.

And after arriving at Wuli's house, she immediately understood the reason why she wanted to gather the villagers.

Although some memories are missing, the memory of chatting with Wu Dajing at the dinner table last night came to her heart.

At that time, she asked about the number of people in Kotou Village, and Wu Dajing replied:

"There are 21 households in Goutou Village, with a total of 126 people."

But at this time, as soon as she arrived at the door of Wuliren's house, she found that the villagers who came here and Wuli had a whole family, at most dozens of people, far less than a hundred.

When she turned her head to ask Wu Shaochun, Wu Shaochun said: Almost all the villagers have arrived here.

This is a glaring mistake.

Everyone sat down one by one, the scene was settled, Zhang Chuanshi coughed twice, and began to count: "1, 2, 3......"

He started by counting the household and counted three times, finally stopping at the number '19'.

"My lord, there are 19 families in Kotou Village."

Zhang Chuanshi reported several words.

He didn't realize the seriousness of the problem yet, and as soon as his voice came out, the cognition in Zhao Fusheng's mind suddenly began to change.

The memory of eating at the same table with Wu Dajing last night was distorted, and the number of villagers in Kotou Village in his conversation also changed, from the original '21' to '19'.

But Zhao Fusheng was already alert in her heart, so she strengthened her original cognition and was not affected by this change.

Zhang Chuanshi's memory was distorted, he didn't notice anything wrong, after counting the number of households, seeing Zhao Fusheng nodding, he was ready to count the population again.

He consulted with Wu Shaochun:

"First report the number of each family, and then I will calculate it, which is much more convenient."

Wu Shaochun responded, and then every household began to count the number of people, and Zhang Chuanshi counted on the side.

He is a perennial businessman, and he is also good at mental arithmetic, and after a short time, he reported the number:

"My lord, the total population of Kotou Village is 79 people."

At the same time, the population figures of Kotou Village in Zhao Fusheng's mind changed again.

The villagers were still unclear and didn't know what she was doing all this for, but Zhao Fusheng finally spoke:

"I don't think that's right."

She shook her head.

"Isn't that right?"

Wu Shaochun, who was sitting in the front row, was stunned for a moment, and then scratched his head:

"My lord, there are only so many people in the village."

He turned his head to look around, and every familiar face sat in the courtyard.

Wu Shaochun was sitting alone, and he didn't feel that anything was wrong.

"You reported a total of 19 households in Kotou Village, with a population of 79 villagers."