Chapter 169

Kuai Changshun's attitude of wanting to change the topic is too obvious.

At this time, not only Zhao Fusheng saw that something was wrong, but even Fan Wusu and Wu Shaochun, who realized it later, felt that there was a problem.

Zhuang Siniang has had a rough life, but in fact, she is not very old.

A nephew who lives next door is of the same age-Zhao Fusheng's eyes flashed, and then asked:

"Changshun, has Kuai Huaide married a wife?"

"My lord—"

Kuai Changshun showed a pleading look on his face, Zhao Fusheng was not as easy to talk as before at this time, and said with a tough attitude:

"Just answer me this question, and I won't press you any more."

"My father will kill me—" Kuai Changshun shook his head, a look of cowardice on his young face.

In fact, his performance is enough to explain a lot of problems, Zhao Fusheng did not expect that Kuai Huaide, who reported Zhuang Siniang's theft, might have some ulterior secrets with Zhuang Siniang.

"If you don't say it, I won't say it, who knows?" Zhao Fusheng spoke softly, and coaxed him in a low voice: "Now that there is a ghost case in Kuailiang Village, the village has not seen sunlight all year round, and has been surrounded by darkness, you don't want to solve the ghost case earlier, and after the village returns to calm in the future, it will be handed over to your father, and then passed on to you?" ”

After speaking, Zhao Fusheng said as if unintentionally:

"It's just to ask Kuai Huaide about the situation, after all, he is the relevant person who reported Zhuang Siniang."

When Kuai Changshun heard this, his eyes lit up: Yes! The adults just asked about Kuai Huaide's situation, and they didn't say anything else, so what's the problem with whether Kuai Huaide has married a wife?

Thinking of this, he took a deep breath and nodded to Zhao Fusheng:

"Your Excellency is right, Wilder didn't have a wife—"

His answer was similar to what Zhao Fusheng had guessed.

Kuai Changshun was only one beginning away, and once the defense was opened, he simply said:

"Huaide's father died early, leaving only a widowed mother, in the early years when my fourth master (Kuai Jumin) was alive, I took pity on this orphan and widow to live a difficult life, and took care of them very much, so after my fourth master died, Huaide also missed his fourth grandfather's kindness."

He said:

"Huaide knew that the fourth master's most important thing before his death was Kuai Wuye's marriage, so after Kuai Wu became married, he often helped them."

A few people walked while talking, and Kuai Chang said:

"Kuai Wu is not in tune, the family is supported by five uncles and mothers, she is really capable, carrying the burden on her shoulders, not losing to a man at all, at home and in the field. But after all, she is a woman, and sometimes she can't do some work, and Huaide is close to her, and often helps her carry water and chop wood, and do some chores—"

After he finished speaking, he realized that he was talking too much.

Some of the things that should be said and what should not be said are all poured out in a moment.

There is a strange magic power in this lord of the Demon Suppression Division, which makes him feel very close, and when she asks, Kuai Chang can't keep his mouth shut by the way.

He was cold in his heart, afraid that Zhao Fusheng would ask about the relationship between Kuai Huaide and Zhuang Siniang again, and he was trembling, but Zhao Fusheng unexpectedly did not ask again, but looked at Kuai Changshun and said with a smile:

"Thank you, these clues are very useful to me."

She was very trustworthy, saying that she only asked one question and really didn't ask more.

Kuai Changshun was originally prepared for her to say some rumors in the village if she asked again, but Zhao Fusheng accepted it when he saw it, which made him at a loss.

After a while, he said in a low voice:

"Thank you, sir."

Fan Wusu and Wu Shaochun were also a little surprised, but Fan Wusu didn't say much, but Wu Shaochun showed a thoughtful expression.

"My lord, the five families are almost here, you see, there it is."

He raised the bronze lamp in his hand, reached out and pointed into the distance—

A few people looked in the direction he was pointing, and saw a winding field path leading to several houses not far away, illuminated by the faint light and shadow.

The houses are built around a small dam in the shape of a 'pin' with a small pond in front of it, covered with broken lotus leaves.

The house was old and dilapidated.

In some places, the fences on the bamboo trellises fell off and were filled with only muddy straw.

"My fourth master left five sons, but the fourth uncle died of illness at an early age, and now Uncle Kuai, the second uncle, the third uncle and the fifth uncle live here." Kuai Changshun pointed to those dilapidated houses and introduced to Zhao Fusheng:

"The houses that are connected together over there are the eldest uncle and the second uncle, and the south side is the residence of the third uncle's family, the third uncle is a pig slaughterer, and the family is in the best condition.

He thanked Zhao Fusheng for his previous creditworthiness, and when he introduced the houses of these families, he said it very carefully.

"My third uncle is sick, and I don't know if it's better." He sighed suddenly.

"Sick?" Zhao Fusheng was stunned, and without her asking, Kuai Changshun glanced left and right:

"It's from the day my fifth uncle died."

He stopped talking, obviously there was a secret in it.

Zhao Fusheng's heart moved, and he looked at Kuai Changshun.

But she believed her word, and said that the last question she asked about Kuai Huaide's wife was the last question, and at this time, even if she realized that Kuai Laosan's illness was strange, she didn't say anything.

The young man in front of her had a good impression of her, and she knew the human heart well.

She accepted it when she saw it, and while Kuai Changshun breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, she must have a strange sense of indebtedness to her - this is human nature.

Kuai Changshun wanted to repay her, and when she didn't need to ask more, he would take the initiative to mention the problem of Kuai Laosan's illness.

He willingly said that he would not lie and deceive people.

Thinking about this clearly, Zhao Fusheng said very calmly:

"Changshun, if it's inconvenient to say, forget it, I promised you, I only asked you one last question, you have already answered, I don't want you to be embarrassed."

When she said this, she dispelled the last concern in Kuai Changshun's heart, and he said with a straight face:

"Adults are so compassionate, I can't let adults risk it."

He stood where he was, carrying the lamp:

"On the day my fifth uncle died, something strange happened, when I was at my house, the adults heard my grandfather also say it, so I won't say more."

"But my grandfather didn't say it carefully. After the death of my fifth uncle, the body did not sink, and everyone was afraid at that time, and it was the third uncle, Peng Ju and Peng Cheng who went to drag the body up. ”

Later, after the cremation, the body of Zhuang Siniang turned into blood and disappeared mysteriously, and the villagers were so frightened that they returned to the village.

"After everyone found that after dawn, the days would go on, so my father asked everyone to go home, and soon after, the third uncle came to tell my father that the third uncle was sick."

Kuai Changshun's words were so obvious, Zhao Fusheng said:

"In other words, Kuai Laosan's 'illness' is related to Zhuang Siniang."

"Yes."

Kuai Changshun nodded, but said with a solemn face:

"But it may not be a disease, but a haunting!"

"Haunted?"

As soon as he heard that it was haunted, Fan Wusheng, who was listening to the conversation between the two on the side, shuddered.

He strikes hard at people, and he is extremely fierce; But he only whispers to ghosts, and he is surprisingly timid.

"What we handled was originally a ghost case, and it is not uncommon to have ghosts." Wu Shaochun comforted him.

“……”

Fan Wuxu's face was slightly pale, and he subconsciously touched his back, remembering the door god brand on Zhang Chuanshi's back, and glanced at Zhao Fusheng with implicit hope, hoping that she could also make a mark on herself.

"Yes, haunted!"

Kuai Changshun nodded:

"My lord, the third uncle said that in the pond in front of his house, he seemed to see the shadow of the fifth uncle."

After saying this, Fan and Wu's bodies trembled slightly, and Zhao Fusheng's heart moved, and he nodded:

"Then their family has been plagued by ghosts?"

"Not really."

Kuai Changshun shook his head:

"It's just that my third uncle was entangled by a ghost and was seriously ill in bed."

This is clearly not right.

After the ghost appears, as long as he is in the ghost domain, after triggering the law of killing ghosts, it is impossible to leave a living mouth.

Kuai San has dealt with ghosts but is only sick and not dead, which is clearly wrong.

Zhao Fusheng didn't say anything more.

After Kuai Changshun finished saying this, he took a few steps forward again with the lamp, the light shone on the small dam in the distance, and when he saw the light outside, two doors facing the courtyard dam were opened, and several heads poked out from behind the door, Kuai Changshun's eyes were very sharp, and he immediately shouted:

"Third uncle, eldest uncle, it's me, Changshun, my father asked me to bring an adult over to find Kuai Wu."

As soon as he reported to his home, the few people who poked their heads out suddenly smiled.

The door of the house 'creaked' open, and the farmhouse yard, which had been dead silence before, suddenly became a little lively.

"It's the sixth uncle's Changshun who is here."

"Earlier, Man Yin came back and said that the adults from the Demon Suppression Division came to the village, presumably these people."

"Your Excellency, please."

While he was talking, the room suddenly lit up with a fire, illuminating the dark room.

Several people walked out of the house one after another, and when Zhao Fusheng and the four of them crossed Tiankan and walked into the dam, they were surrounded by the people of the Kuai family.

"Hungry, adults? Why don't we cook on the fire and eat first before we do things. ”

These people speak with enthusiasm and respect.

Zhao Fusheng looked at a few people and found that all the people surrounding her were women, with children, and some of them were adults, but they could see that they were quite young, not like Kuai Wu's brothers.

She smiled:

"You don't have to cook, just sit down and take a good breath." After speaking, she glanced at Fan Wusu and Wu Shaochun, and motioned for them to stay with Kuai Changshun, while she was surrounded by women and went to the house.

"My lord—"

When Wu Shaochun saw that she was going to follow these people into the house, he was a little panicked, after all, Kuai Changshun said before that this place was haunted, and he was afraid that Zhao Fusheng would have an accident if he rashly entered the house with these women.

"Don't worry." Zhao Fusheng shook his head and signaled him to feel at ease.

Wu Shaochun cared about it, forgetting that she was the only one who had the strongest power to compete with ghosts.

If it's really haunted here, it's safest for her to go in.

Several women surrounded her into the house, and Zhao Fusheng looked at the children around her, two of whom were younger, about five or six years old, barefoot and dirty.

After the accident in Kuailiang Village, there was no longer day and night here, and these children had a chaotic schedule and did not sleep at this time.

"Let's talk a little bit and let the kids go out and play." Zhao Fusheng was impatient to deal with children, she wanted to talk from a few women, so she sent the children first.

The three peasant women turned their gaze to an older woman, who nodded and shouted:

"Man Yin, you come in and take your brothers and sisters out."

Not long after, the half-grown teenager that Zhao Fusheng had seen at Uncle Kuailiu's house came in and led a group of children out, and when he left, he turned his head shyly to look at Zhao Fusheng, with curiosity and fear in his eyes.

Several women were a little restrained, but after Zhao Fusheng entered the house, he pulled a long stool and sat down, and motioned to a few people:

"Sit down with yourselves, and let us gossip."

"Yes, yes, yes."

Several women answered, and seeing that she was kind, they gradually became less afraid than before.

After everyone sat down, Zhao Fusheng looked around and saw a total of four women in the room.

Combined with the five brothers of the Kuai family, except for the fourth lady of Zhuang who died in the river, this should be the remaining four daughters-in-law of the Kuai family.

The four daughters-in-law of the Kuai family were of different ages, the eldest had gray sideburns and looked at least sixty, while the youngest was in his forties, but each of them had a slightly dark face and a sad face.

The two nasolabial folds are like two furrows, distributed on the faces of these four women.

Their hair was unkempt, dry and lacklustre, and they only wore their hair in a bun at the back of their heads, looking tired and revealing a sense of vicissitudes and labor.

Several of the women wore gray and blue cloth clothes, full of patches, and the neckline of the clothes was hairy, and the skin that met the neckline was rough and black, apparently because of the perennial wear and tear of the clothes.

Zhao Fusheng's gaze fell on the eldest, she seemed to be uneasy, a pair of rough hands with ten fingers intertwined, and there was a black-red scar on the left index finger that almost cut half of the finger.

Yellow fluid oozed from the scar as she tightened her fingers, and it was clear that the woman had been injured not long ago, but had not had a chance to take good care of the wound.

Zhao Fusheng noticed that in addition to this new injury, there were several old wounds on her palm that had left deep scars, showing that she had worked hard all year round.

Her slightly aggressive gaze softened.

"Are you the eldest daughter-in-law?"

Zhao Fusheng looked at her for a long time, and saw that she was restless, and then asked her.

As soon as the woman heard her speak, she was so nervous that she hurriedly stood up, Zhao Fusheng stretched out his hand and pressed down, motioned for her to sit, and asked again:

"Are you the daughter-in-law of Kuai?"

"Hui, Hui, if you go back, my surname is Lin-"

Another woman sitting next to her tugged at the corner of her dress and shouted softly:

"Sister-in-law, the adult is asking you, are you the eldest daughter-in-law."

"Oooh."

The old woman came back to her senses and nodded hurriedly:

"I am, I'm the eldest daughter-in-law, and people call me everyone."

"Your surname is Lin? Which village was it originally from? ”

Zhao Fusheng could see that she was very nervous, and some of the answers were not what she asked, so he simply lowered her guard in the form of small talk.

Lin originally heard the arrival of the Demon Suppression Division, and thought that Zhao Fusheng was coming for Zhuang Siniang, and he was still very afraid to answer the question about Zhuang Siniang, but at this time, he heard Zhao Fusheng ask about his origin, although he felt a little strange in his heart, but the tight string slowly loosened, and replied obediently:

"If you go back to your lordship, I'm from the nearby Fengmen Village."

"Closed Door Village?" Zhao Fusheng has a good memory, and when he heard this, he smiled:

"Before I came here, I heard Zhuang Laoqi from Zhuangjia Village say that he has a cousin and a daughter who also married into Fengmen Village many years ago."