Chapter 223: The ghost case is over

Chapter 223

Zhao Fusheng's eyes fell on this family.

She had a bad impression of Old Man Zhang.

This old man is shrewd and stingy, and a little mean, and his actions are unreasonable, but this is the case, and his family is not having a good time.

At this time, it was the middle of October, the sky was getting cooler, and the women of the Zhang family were very thinly dressed, and their clothes were full of patches.

All three women were holding their children, and several of them were holding their legs as thin as hemp poles, and half of their heads poked out from behind the empty rotten clothes.

The children's faces were so thin and deformed, their eyes were extraordinarily large, but they were not bright, and their innocence was mixed with a kind of sophistication that did not belong to children and a hostility that could not be completely hidden.

They were all barefoot, and their toes were covered in mud.

Zhao Fusheng turned his head to look at the barefoot Kuai Man, and sighed silently.

"That jar of millet and corn?"

The old woman was a little reluctant, crying with a sad face:

"That's the family's last ration."

"I'll go when I tell you to! Don't be verbose—"

Old man Zhang was afraid and distressed at this time, and loudly scolded his wife, and the old woman lowered her head and wiped her tears into the room.

After he drank the old woman, he thought of the lost jar of corn, and his heart was so distressed that he simply couldn't see it and didn't worry about it:

"My lord, I'm going to change my pants—"

"Go ahead."

Zhao Fusheng waved his hand.

After she saw the situation of the Zhang family, she spoke softly to Old Man Zhang:

"Come out when you're done, I have something to ask you."

"Anything else?!"

Old man Zhang was a little reluctant, and Cao Dazong glared at him:

"What kind of attitude do you have, it's your honor to have something to ask you."

"What an honor - I think it's unlucky, the kings of the back mountain know, but they don't have my good fruit to eat."

Old man Zhang was annoyed and remorseful at this time, and after speaking, he was afraid that Zhao Fusheng would be unhappy, and he hated himself for not holding back his anger, and was about to accompany the smiling face, but saw Zhao Fusheng looking at him with a smile:

"Mountain kings? Tell me later about the mountain kings. ”

"......" Old man Zhang shook his hands, where did he dare to say more, and quickly slipped back into the room.

After he left, the Zhang family also went to Zhang Luo to boil water and eat, and the villagers such as Zhao Fusheng, Cao Dazong and Lin Laoba stayed in the hall.

The stove ghost has been controlled, Guo Wei's lost memory has been revived, and he is in pain at this time, mixed with the joy of revenge.

When he saw the pieces of 'bacon' that Wu Shaochun was holding in his hand, which were no longer distinguishable, he thought that his wife and children were among them, and he couldn't stop crying.

When Lin Laoba saw the 'bacon', his face was afraid, and he asked Zhao Fusheng how to deal with these 'bacon'.

"The source of the ghosts has been solved, these are the people who died from the ghost disaster, it is impossible to distinguish them, and they will be buried by the people of the town government yamen later."

As soon as Zhao Fusheng's voice fell, the villagers were a little scared, and their faces showed a reluctant look:

"My lord, we're worried that these people will mutate when they are killed by ghosts—"

"Don't worry."

Zhao Fusheng patiently reassured:

"There are ghosts or ghosts, we can recognize them at a glance, and these corpses will not be harmful."

She knew very well that ordinary people were superstitious about the power of authority, especially when Kuai Manzhou and Wu Shaochun had shown extraordinary strength, and these villagers respected them as gods.

At this time, the more determined her tone, the more the people trusted.

As soon as he finished saying this, Lin Laoba and the others really showed a relieved look.

Everyone talked for a while, but Old Man Zhang still hadn't shown up, and Zhao Fusheng was impatient and urged someone to send him out.

"Your Excellency wants to ask Old Man Zhang for questioning?"

Cao Dazong was old and refined, and he saw Zhao Fusheng's thoughts.

He remembered that on the way to Fengmen Village, Zhao Fusheng mentioned the Red Shoe Ghost case forty-three years ago, and asked him at that time, but he didn't know about it.

"Yes."

Zhao Fusheng nodded and looked at Lin Laoba:

"How old is this third child? Is he a native of Fengmen Village? ”

"Old man Zhang has a long lifespan, he is in his sixties, his ancestors all live in Fengmen Village, and he is a native of this village." Lin Laoba said.

At this moment, the old man hiding in the house was picked up by two villagers, scolding all the way:

"Lao Tzu will walk by himself, and he has never sat in a sedan chair carried by two people in his life, and he has enjoyed the blessing at this time."

His face was gloomy, his thin upper body was lifted, his legs curled up like two fine hemp rods, his toes were entangled, and he swayed like a big horse monkey, which was very funny.

'Poof. ’

Zhao Fusheng couldn't help laughing.

The old man Zhang, who was still scolding, kept shutting his mouth.

The two villagers were scolded by him for a long time, annoyed him for a long time, and threw him to the ground.

"I've seen adults."

"Zhang Laosan, I heard that you are in your sixties this year?" Zhao Fusheng asked with a smile.

Old man Zhang was instinctively vigilant.

I don't know why, this adult is not very old, and he speaks softly, and he doesn't have a fierce order, nor does he have a whip for him, but he always has an indescribable fear of Zhao Fusheng.

It's as if she can eat people with a smile and a smile.

He thought of Li Da Luozi, who was sent by Zhao Fusheng to feed the ghosts in the Guo family, panicked in his heart, and honestly knelt down and said:

"My lord, it's already seventy-seven, old man, I won't live for a few years."

"You're a rare longevity—"

Zhao Fusheng sighed, and then changed his tone:

"43 years ago, you were only twenty-four, and you were in the prime of life."

"43 years ago?"

When Old Man Zhang heard this, his back suddenly went numb, the loose flesh on his cheeks trembled a few times, and his lips trembled.

A person's knee-jerk reaction can't be deceived.

What's more, Old Man Zhang is just an ordinary person, he has no way to control his reaction at all, his eyes are confused at this moment, his body begins to tremble again, and he almost falls into some kind of terrifying memory.

Lin Laoba and the others didn't know what to do, and looked at each other.

For ordinary people in this era, accidents and diseases are around, early death is the norm, and forty-three years is enough time to change a village for several generations.

People who have experienced ghost cases in their early years are so secretive about the horrific memories of the past that they can't wait to dig them out of their minds and never remember them again.

Decades later, the younger generation has no idea what happened in the past - even if they hear some clues, it has become a kind of legend that is difficult to argue.

"I, I, my lord, spare my life."

Old man Zhang kowtowed desperately and began to beg for mercy again.

"Looks like you've got something in mind." As soon as Zhao Fusheng's words fell, Old Man Zhang shook his head:

"I can't remember, I can't remember."

"Can't remember?" Zhao Fusheng smiled and asked again.

Her unusual tone made Old Man Zhang a little alert.

He wanted to shake his head, but he vaguely felt that something was wrong.

He doesn't think this adult's temperament is such a good talker, Old Man Zhang himself is not a good person, and he often guesses others with a dark psychology:

"If I can't remember, my lord—"

"That's right, I had a case I wanted to ask you. I am a person with clear grievances, meritorious deeds will be rewarded, and faults will be punished, if you answer well and provide me with clues, I originally wanted to reduce your family's taxes-"

When Zhao Fusheng said this, the old man Zhang, who was still alive before, knelt down and stood up, his yellow eyes instantly widened, and the folds at the corners of his eyes were flattened:

"Is this true?"

"Of course it's true, but since you're too old and faint to remember, I'll ask the rest of the village."

Zhao Fusheng deliberately turned his head to look at Lin Laoba and the others.

Lin Laoba and the others had already been anxious when they heard Zhao Fusheng mention the words 'tax reduction and exemption', and when they saw her turn their heads, many people said:

"My lord, what do I want to know, my mother is fifty-one-"

Wu Shaochun was stunned, and then remembered the scene when Zhao Fusheng entered Gotou Village to handle the case.

At that time, he and the villagers of Kotou Village were also happy because of the tax reduction, and he just wanted to laugh, but then he thought of his dead mother, and the corners of his mouth fell again, and his eyes were a little moist.

"No, no, no, I know, dogs, little rabbits, there are a few older people in this Fengmen Village, do you know what the adults want to ask?"

When Old Man Zhang saw everyone arguing with him, he immediately panicked and anxious, and spat at a few villagers very undevoid of martial arts:

"! Your mother is only fifty-one, and forty-three years ago she was a yellow-haired girl herself, and she didn't know where to carry a basket in which corner. ”

When the others saw him disgusted, they all showed disgust, but Old Man Zhang didn't care about these people, for fear of missing the opportunity to reduce taxes:

"My lord, do you want to ask about the ghost case of the Sealed Gate Village forty-three years ago?"

"Yes." Zhao Fusheng saw that he was finally interested, so he no longer turned around and wiped his feet, but nodded in response.

Tax reduction and exemption is a trick for poor villagers.

But Zhao Fusheng's mood was not relieved because of this, she didn't have the heart to think about the root cause behind it at this time, but settled down and looked at Old Man Zhang:

"Forty-three years ago, there was also a ghost case in Fengmen Village, and I have read the file records of the Demon Suppression Division, when Qiao Daniu, a villager in Fengmen Village, and his family died because of ghosts."

"What? Our village has also been haunted before? ”

"Who's Qiao Da Niu?"

When the villagers heard about the ghost case, their scalps were numb, and they exchanged their heads and ears with each other, discussing softly.

Old man Zhang's eyes showed a look of fear, he swallowed his saliva, and nodded:

"That's the thing."

In fact, when Zhao Fusheng was in Guo's house, in addition to observing Guo Wei and looking for traces of ghosts, he was also observing this old man.

After learning that there were ghosts in the Guo family, the others were skeptical at first, and he was the most scared.

Afterwards, the ghost really appeared to kill, although everyone was afraid, but the people were brave, and the villagers were quite calm, but this old man was frightened and urinated.

There are two possibilities for this scenario:

One is that he is as timid as a mouse; There is also a situation that he has seen powerful ghosts, so he is particularly afraid of ghosts, and after seeing a ghost in the Guo family, he will become incontinent.

Combined with his age, Zhao Fusheng guessed that it was the latter, so he left him for questioning.

For some reason, she always felt that she could learn some clues from this old man who liked to peep and spy on other people's lives that were not in the file of the Demon Suppression Division.

Old man Zhang was scared and excited at this time.

I'm afraid that this is a ghost case, and he has witnessed the horror of the ghost, even after more than 40 years, the fear that the ghost brought to him at the beginning has not been erased.

The excitement lies in Zhao Fusheng's promise to reduce taxes.

The Zhang family has a tight life, although it is not like the Guo family, but the old man Zhang was almost starved to death when he was young, and he attaches great importance to food.

What is a ghost in comparison?

"It is recorded in the file of the Demon Suppression Division that 43 years ago, Qiao Daniu's family of six in Fengmen Village was killed by powerful ghosts, and the ghosts did not appear from beginning to end, and everyone in the Qiao family had a symptom before they died, wearing a red shoe on one foot."

"Left foot."

Old man Zhang recalled the past and collapsed to the ground in fright.

When Zhao Fusheng heard this, he couldn't help but look at him strangely:

"You saw it with your own eyes."

She is an affirmation, not a question.

"Yes, I saw it with my own eyes." Old man Zhang nodded vigorously, and said with a shy face after speaking:

"My lord, I saw with my own eyes what the Qiao family looked like before they died, it is always helpful to adults, can this tax be exempted more?"

When Wu Shaochun heard this, he frowned and reprimanded:

"Your Excellency is handling ghost cases for your village, you old man doesn't know what to do, and you dare to bargain, it's really uninformed."

Old man Zhang was reprimanded by this, and his expression was sneering:

"There are so many people in the village, what does it have to do with me if they can't handle ghost cases-"

Zhao Fusheng shook his head and signaled Wu Shaochun to calm down:

"Don't worry, as long as what you say is helpful to me, I will naturally consider tax cuts at my discretion."

"Thank you, sir!" When Old Man Zhang heard this, he was immediately overjoyed.

He was more excited than frightened at this time, and thought for a moment:

"Actually, before the Qiao family was haunted, many families in the village had already died, and they had no symptoms before they died, and suddenly the family said that they disappeared and disappeared-"

The first thing I noticed was that something was wrong, and it was a cousin of the village chief.

Five generations of his family lived together, a total of seventeen or eighteen people, the day before it was neat and tidy, but the next day, his family's fields were muddy at night, and the water was stored in the fields, and the water in the fields downstream was blocked.

"The blocked Gao Lao Qi wanted to go to him to reason, and he broke the door and didn't see anyone open the door. When I got to the village chief's house, the village chief asked people to break down the door and go in to see, the door was still tied from the inside, but there was no one in the house, which was very strange. ”

Old man Zhang shuddered when he talked about the past.

"There was a smell in the house at that time, as if after killing a pig, there was a fishy smell, but there was no blood, and then the village chief organized people to search for a long time, but they didn't find any clues."

He shook his head:

"Then it was discovered that there have been people who have been missing one after another recently."

In fact, at this time, it is the norm for people to drag their families and disappear.

In addition to taxes, there were also a large number of forced labor, according to the regulations of every thirteen-year-old male in every household had to serve this service, and those who did not obey had to pay a large amount of 'body money'.

At this time, service is extraordinary, and there are many people who die on the road to service, and this 'buying money' is equivalent to buying lives.

Unfortunately, the number is too high, many families cannot afford to pay, and they are afraid that the male in the family will die, so when it is time to pay taxes, many people flee into the mountains in fear, or change their faces and run to other counties.

"But other people can run, the relatives of the village chief's family will definitely not run, at this time a family of more than a dozen people mysteriously disappeared, some people said that it was haunted, everyone thought about it for half a month, and then decided to report to the official."

"Yours is yours!"

A young errand officer said disdainfully:

"The village is haunted, and I dare to discuss it for half a month before I go to report to the official, I am really afraid that there are not enough people who will die."