Chapter 137

The villagers are mostly superstitious.

They believe in ghosts and ghosts.

It is precisely by taking advantage of this mentality of the villagers that this plan can be carried out.

The Jiang family was notified by the village chief's daughter-in-law.

The village chief's daughter-in-law said no matter how big or small, and only after the big guys said they had understood, they hurried to the next house.

Qin Jiujiu was almost invisible, and hooked the corners of his mouth.

Sure enough, this method was still used.

She pretended not to know anything, cooked, ate, and continued to pound the medicine after eating.

Song Xiulian found a small white undershirt for Xiao Shu'er and changed it for the little guy.

Song Xiulian reminded Qin Jiujiu, "September, it's time for us to go out, don't let the village chief wait for our family in the end." ”

Qin Jiujie sighed.

Put down the pestle in your hand.

Rubbing his butt from the kang, he lifted the shoes that Tala was holding, and patted his body stained with some powder, "Let's go, do you want to be together with Sanbao and Xiaoshu'er?"

The two little ones nodded happily.

Sanbao also thought that if he summoned Niu Niu's soul back, he would say a few words to Niu Niu.

Jiang Qingye just stretched out his hand.

The younger siblings had already grabbed Qin Jiujiu's two hands separately.

Jiang Qingye: "......"

After all, it was a mistake.

Song Xiulian looked at Jiang Qingkuang, "Second brother, let's go first." ”

Jiang Qingkuang nodded silently, indicating that he knew.

Wait until Qin September for them to leave.

Jiang Qingkuang supported the kang with his arm, slowly moved to the pestle, looked at the Chinese medicine that had not been crushed inside, and lay on the kang to help pound it.

He's not helping the poisonous woman.

It's helping the family.

After all, if the poisonous woman makes money, grandma, eldest brother and younger siblings will eat better and live better.

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Xinghua Village is a concentrated place for drying rice.

Almost all the villagers of Xinghua Village were present.

Aunt Wang's family stood beside Qin Jiu's family, and after a night's work, Aunt Wang was so anxious that there were already five or six bubbles on her mouth, and even Chen Xiuxiu was visibly emaciated, and the cheekbones on her face were prominently exposed.

Chen Xiuxiu met Qin Jiujiu.

couldn't help but glared at Qin Jiujiu fiercely.

Soon.

The county magistrate appeared with two Taoist priests wearing Taoist robes.

The villagers scattered one after another, surrounding the site, surrounding the county magistrate and Taoist priests, as well as the officers and soldiers.

The county magistrate motioned to the village chief to continue to let the villagers retreat.

The open space left in the middle is getting bigger and bigger.

It wasn't until the county magistrate nodded in agreement that the villagers stood still.

watched with a blank eye how the Taoist priest found by the county lord borrowed the corpse to resurrect the soul.

Generally, the term "resurrection of the dead" is only heard in the folk tales passed down by the old people.

I didn't expect such an amazing thing to happen.

The big guys in the farm all stared wide-eyed.

The two Taoist priests lit three white candles, and the two sat down cross-legged facing each other on the left and right, the dust in their hands rested on their elbows, one hand to their mouths, their lips moved slightly, and they were chanting words, as if they were reciting some incantation.

The county magistrate walked up to the village chief and asked, "Are they all here?"

The village chief nodded, "Except for those who can't get out of bed, they're all here." ”

The county magistrate bowed his head slowly.

Squinted his eyes.

Fingers gently smoothed his beard, "That's good." ”

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