Back in his room, Qiu Wangsheng exhaled and scolded in a low voice:

"Almond that really doesn't know what to do!"

He glanced at Ning Qiushui and found that the latter was a little distracted, as if he was thinking about something.

"Brother Ning, what are you thinking?"

Ning Qiushui came back to his senses, glanced at him, and shook his head slightly.

"Let's talk about it tomorrow, let's rest first."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and gestured upstairs.

Qiu Wangsheng understood and didn't ask any more.

…

The night passed.

The crowd came to the fourth day without incident.

As soon as the mild morning sun confided, and the darkness had not yet faded, everyone in the guest house had already cleaned up themselves, sat quietly and waited, and estimated that the restaurant street in the village outside had opened, and they went out one after another.

After ordering some breakfast, the remaining 8 people all came to the same breakfast shop, and when breakfast was served, everyone ate while chatting about the various clues gathered in this door.

In fact, these days, they have also interacted with some other villagers in the village, and have collected a lot of useful information.

After a brief investigation, everyone found that there was a big problem with the death of the village chief.

"I actually have a relatively obscure gossip here......"

Shen Qiang's teammate Mu Quan glanced at the shopkeeper who was sitting in the distance chatting with others, and saw that he didn't pay attention to this at all, so he lowered his voice and said:

"They said that before the old village chief 'fell ill,' they heard him and their son Jiang Yi having a big fight."

As soon as he heard this, Ning Qiushui's hand holding the chopsticks immediately stopped.

He raised his eyes, his gaze sharp.

"What did you just say?"

Mu Quan was a little frightened by Ning Qiushui's gaze, and he said:

"I also overheard the villagers in the village, and then I went to ask them, but no one dared to talk about it, as if it was ...... There seems to be some special taboo. ”

"Seems to have something to do with the election of the village chief?"

Ning Qiushui glanced at Qiu Wangsheng beside him, whose eyelids jumped wildly and swallowed in his throat.

"I ...... I made a proverb last night? ”

Ning Qiushui stuffed the remaining half of the steamed bun into his mouth and said to everyone:

"You guys just hang around here today, don't go to the third floor of the guest house, if you're brave enough, you can go around the mourning hall again, I'm going to a very important place, you help me cover up!"

"When I get back, I'll tell you the clues I found!"

After he finished speaking, he left here directly with Qiu Wangsheng.

Everyone looked at the backs of them leaving, looked at each other, and was silent for a while, and Markham Ping took the lead and said:

"Do as he says, Ning Qiushui shouldn't have any harmful intentions, if there were, I would have died a long time ago...... I was on the third floor of the guest house, and after I was captured by the three imps, they risked their lives to save me. ”

With Markham Ping taking the lead, others followed suit:

"Okay!"

"Then let's divide into two groups, a group of three people, and balance the number of ghost weapons with each other."

"No problem!"

“oK！”

…

On the way, Qiu Wangsheng spoke in a hurried tone, and said to Ning Qiushui, who was walking quickly towards Yang She's house:

"We should have thought of it a long time ago!"

"This is one of the few reasons to turn father and son against each other!"

"Although it sounds ...... It's ridiculous, it's cliché, but ......"

Ning Qiushui interrupted him and said:

"I'm worried about something else right now."

Qiu Wangsheng was stunned for a moment, and then asked:

"What's the matter?"

Ning Qiushui's tone was solemn:

"We had a preconceived idea from the beginning, thinking that the mourning hall of the old village chief's house must have been opened for the 'old village chief', but our information has always come from the villagers, and the villagers' information comes from 'Jiang Yi', and all the villagers said that the old village chief died a few days ago, and the old village chief died a few days ago...... But the problem is that in the past few months, not a single villager in the village has met the old village chief! ”

"Let's push the timeline back, we know that Jiang Yi has a problem, do you think he will reveal the truth to the people in the village if he kills his father?"

"What if, I mean what if...... The mourning hall is not a mourning hall, nor is it opened for the old village chief, the real old village chief has died a few months ago, so there is no 'first seven' at all! ”

"The old village chief will not 'return to the soul', there is no so-called 'liquidation'!"

"After tonight, if we haven't found a way to live, something very terrifying will definitely happen in Ming Swan Village!"

Qiu Wangsheng also reacted, and his back was cold:

"The 'horror' of the last day has something to do with the 'mourning hall'?"

Ning Qiushui nodded.

"Hmm!"

"The ghost knows what's going on in that mourning hall, let's go to Yang She's house first to find out if there are any clues...... Then let's go to the mourning hall, anyway, get Yang She out of the mourning hall first! ”

"This kid is innocent, he fell into the clutches of me because of me, if you let it go, it is indeed inappropriate."

The reason why Ning Qiushui didn't go to Yang She in the first place was because he felt that Yang She's family should still have some important secrets.

Unlike the other villagers, Yang She's parents were one of the few people in the village who were attacked by the three imps, and this would certainly not be for no reason, and there must be some secrets hidden in them that Ning Qiushui didn't know.

And in the process of contact with Yang She before, he found that Yang She's expression had always been very strange, and he always seemed to have something to say, but he didn't dare to say it, and he couldn't say it.

Pushing open the door of the courtyard of Yang She's house, Ning Qiushui and the others went straight to the room, and after some searching, they really found a piece of paper in Yang She's pillow.

It was left by Yang She, and the words on it were crooked and full of childishness.

"Brother Ning Qiushui, if you see this piece of paper, remember to find the bamboo ladder from before...... Find the thick side and cut off the bamboo knots, which contains what you're looking for. ”

Looking at this childish text, not only Qiu Wangsheng, but even Ning Qiushui was stunned.

Yang She, the little guy, actually predicted that they would come back, and made a small move in advance?

"What a smart boy...... He seemed to know what we were looking for. ”

Ning Qiushui's eyes flashed with a gleam, crumpled the note into a ball, and put it into his pocket.

"Without further ado, let's go!"

…

pS: Tonight's third watch, sorry, the fourth watch is indeed a bit more than I can do.

Good night!