Chapter 3 Peeling Back the Ropes

"No, I'm here. A man's voice suddenly rang out.

Wang Changsheng walked in, and Wang Qiusheng followed him.

"The old man is Wang Qingyun, the mayor of Wangjia Town, to meet the Heavenly Master. Wang Qingyun bowed to Wang Changsheng and said respectfully.

"Meet the Celestial Master. ”

Seeing this, the other members of the royal family saluted one after another.

"A pen can't write two Wang characters, so you don't need to see it like this, tell me what happened!" Wang Changsheng waved his hand and said with a pleasant face.

Wang Qingyun nodded and looked at Wang Qiusheng.

Wang Qiusheng understood what Wang Qingyun meant, and explained: "Third uncle, the ninth uncle learned that Wangjiazhen was haunted and couldn't take care of eating, so he rushed here immediately. ”

Wang Qingyun comprehended and said respectfully: "Uncle Nine, that's the case, half a month ago, a clansman was found dead at home in the morning, without the slightest scar on his body, originally thought it was a homicide, and the nephew asked Tianlong Tianhu to arrest the real murderer, but they have no clue, the case has not progressed, the next half a month, one after another clansmen were killed, the nephew realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly sent someone to fly a pigeon to inform Uncle Nine, but I didn't expect Uncle Nine to come over so quickly. ”

After listening to Wang Qingyun's statement, Wang Changsheng frowned and asked with a solemn expression: "You just said that people from the clan have been killed one after another, and all the people who have been killed are members of the Wang family?"

This matter is even more serious than Wang Changsheng imagined, the appearance of ghosts in Wangjia Town is nothing, if someone is targeting the Wang family, the nature will be different.

"That's right, so far, a total of nine clansmen have been killed, without exception, the deceased were all killed at night, all died at home, the bodies did not have the slightest scars, there were no traces of fighting, and the nephew realized that the murderer was probably a ghost. ”

Wang Changsheng frowned, according to Wang Qingyun, the murderer must have been a ghost who didn't run away.

As far as he knew, ghosts naturally like to suck the essence of living people to feed themselves, and if the essence of living people is sucked too much, their lives are in danger.

This ghost creature may be local or foreign, the former is fine, the latter is troublesome.

Wang Changsheng thought for a moment and asked, "Is there a mass grave in Wangjia Town?" or is there anything particularly strange happening?"

"There is no mass grave in this town, our ancestors have produced immortal cultivators, mass graves will accumulate yin qi, it is easy to appear ghosts, if someone dies and no one is buried, the nephew will send someone to burn the corpse, and it is never allowed to bury and bury indiscriminately, and there is nothing strange happening recently!" Wang Qingyun replied in 1510.

"No, Third Uncle, more than a month ago, Tofu Shih Tzu Xiaofeng disappeared. Humpty Dumpty hesitated for a moment and reminded.

Wang Changsheng frowned, and asked in a deep voice: "Is it missing? Hasn't anyone been found yet? What is the origin of this tofu Shih? Is it also from the Wang family?"

"No, Uncle Nine, Xiaofeng is not from the Wang family, she is eighteen years old, she looks more smart, there is a blind old lady at home, Xiaofeng sells tofu for a living, and was given the nickname of Tofu Shih, more than a month ago, Xiaofeng suddenly did not come out of the stall, because her mother was weak and sick, Xiaofeng had to take care of her mother, sometimes not out of the stall, everyone did not feel strange, until a few days later, Xiaofeng's house came to the stench, Tianhu came to the door, only to find that Xiaofeng and her mother died, but Xiaofeng was not at home, the nephew sent someone to look for a while, and did not find Xiaofeng, so the body was burned。 ”

"How did Xiaofeng's mother die?"

"After the examination, her mother was starved to death, Xiaofeng has been dependent on her mother since she was a child, she can't leave her mother, this case has been investigated for more than a month without a clue, and it will be over, not long after Xiaofeng's mother died, a clansman was killed. ”

"Third uncle, wouldn't it be Xiaofeng and her mother who came back to take revenge on us! We didn't hurt her before we died! The year before last, Xiaofeng's family couldn't open the pot, and I also sent her ten catties of rice! Wang Tianhu said with some dissatisfaction.

Wang Qingyun glared at Wang Tianhu and reprimanded him unceremoniously: "You still have the face to say that you want to blackmail Xiaofeng and want her to marry you, but Xiaofeng doesn't agree, won't you still take back the ten catties of white rice?"

"Is there such a thing?" Wang Changsheng looked at Wang Tianhu, his face full of doubts.

When Wang Tianhu saw Wang Changsheng looking at him, his face tightened, and he said honestly: "Yes, there is such a thing, but I didn't pester Xiaofeng anymore, so I can't come back to us for revenge because of this matter! Li Ermazi also peeked at Xiaofeng taking a bath! If her mother turns into a ghost and comes back to take revenge, why don't you look for Li Ermazi? Li Ermazi is still alive and well!"

"Li Er Mazi, send someone to find him, I have something to ask him. ”

Wang Qingyun nodded, and ordered the middle-aged man beside him: "Qiu Xian, you go and invite Li Er Mazi here." ”

The middle-aged man answered and turned to leave.

Wang Changsheng pondered for a moment, and then asked:

"Did anything strange happen before Xiaofeng disappeared, or were there any signs?"

Wang Qingyun shook his head, looked at the others, and asked, "Do you know? If you know, tell Uncle Jiu, dare to conceal the facts, and severely punish him." ”

"I don't know. ”

The Wang family members present shook their heads and said in unison.

They have their own lives, and it is impossible to stare at Xiaofeng every day.

Wang Changsheng looked at Wang Tianhu and said, "What about you, do you like Xiaofeng?"

Wang Tianhu shook his head and said seriously: "My grandson works in the yamen on weekdays, and it is impossible to stare at Xiaofeng every day. ”

At this time, Wang Qiuxian walked in with a middle-aged man with pockmarked faces.

The middle-aged man's face is as long as a horse's face, his eyes are extremely small, and his face is covered with pockmarks, giving people a dirty feeling.

Wang Changsheng looked at the middle-aged man, frowned and asked, "Are you Li Ermazi?" Does Xiaofeng's disappearance have anything to do with you?"

"The black fat man has asked several times, why do you still ask? They all said that it has nothing to do with me, Lao Tzu peeked at her taking a bath, but her disappearance has nothing to do with Lao Tzu's fart. Li Ermazi grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth, which made people disgusted.

"Li Er Mazi, put your mouth clean, in front of you is my ninth uncle. Wang Qiuxian frowned and reprimanded unceremoniously.

"Your ninth uncle is not Lao Tzu's ninth uncle, do Lao Tzu's!" Li Er Mazi disagreed.

Wang Tianhu's face turned cold, and he said with a gloomy face: "Li Er Mazi, I advise you to keep your mouth clean, what the Ninth Great Ancestor asks you, you will answer honestly, and if you want to eat in prison, just say it." ”

Hearing this, Li Er Mazi said with some reluctance: "If you have anything to say, just ask!" I promise to answer honestly. ”