Chapter 182: Oh, my uncle

Seeing that Zhang Yuanwai answered so directly, Yin Mao thought about it carefully and felt that what the other party said did not seem to be a lie.

"Then what is the relationship between your eldest lady and the other rooms during her lifetime?"

"My third, fourth and fifth rooms were all in the Zhang family after her death, so my eldest lady has no intersection with them. ”

Hearing this, Yin Mao roughly sorted out the relationship.

This deceased lady has been dead for sixteen years, probably for some reason, and has become a powerful evil spirit.

Because he had a dislike with the second room of Zhang's mansion before his death, he came back and brutally killed the second room.

As for why the eldest lady appeared outside Zhang Yuan's outer room last night, but did not enter, and killed him, Yin Mao also roughly clarified this matter.

Maybe it's because of the deep relationship between husband and wife, so the doctor didn't make a move on him, as Zhang Yuanwai just said, they have been a sweet friend since they were young, how could she take a shot for a person she loves deeply.

Things can only be explained in this way, so, after thinking of this, Yin Mao stretched out his hand and patted Zhang Yuanwai, who was trembling, and said, "That's it, since what you said is true, then I will try my best to help you solve the affairs of your Zhang family." ”

After saying a word, he asked Zhang Yuanwai to lead him to his eldest lady's mansion.

There is a small hill in the west of the county, halfway up the mountainside, the trees are luxuriant, and in the middle, there is a circle of walls that are very flat with adobe bricks, and on the walls, there are also moss.

Inside the wall, there was a very flat ground made of gravel, and the corners of the ground against the wall were also covered with moss, and some small weeds also emerged from the cracks in the stones.

However, it can be seen that there should be people cleaning here from time to time, so there are only a few small grasses on the gravel floor.

The scene in front of me looked strange, because at the bottom of the mountain, or in other parts of the hill, there was a thick layer of snow, but now the grave was so strange.

Seeing such a scene, although Yin Mao felt strange, he was not too surprised, but Zhang Yuanwai, who came up with him, was stunned after seeing this scene.

He followed Yin Mao to the gate of the cemetery, and did not follow up, but stood at the door with a frightened face.

In the middle of the open space of the cemetery, there is a small square tomb bag made of bricks and stones half a zhang high, and a tablet stands next to the tomb.

Yin Mao walked into the cemetery alone, walked around the tomb bag with his hands behind his back, his eyes did not look at the tomb bag, but looked at the tall woods around the cemetery.

From the perspective of the sun rising in the east and setting in the west, this cemetery should be blocked by tall and lush trees, and there should be no sunlight to shine in, but there is a big gap between the tops of the fallen trees on the top of the cemetery, why can't even the snow fall?

It was strange that there was no snow in the cemetery, and at the same time, after going around the edge of the tomb, Yin Mao also noticed a trace of ghostly energy.

After inspecting the cemetery halfway up the mountain, Yin Mao went down the mountain with Zhang Yuanwai.

When the two of them returned to Zhang's mansion, a middle-aged man in a fancy costume walked towards Zhang Yuanwai, and the face of the man in a fancy costume was full of anger.

"Zhang Zhiming, what is the matter with my sister and a nephew? If you don't give me an explanation today, I will definitely not spare you. ”

From the words of the middle-aged man, Yin Mao heard the identity of the other party, and it was obvious that he was the younger brother of Zhang Yuanwai's dead Erfang family.

"Tianling, don't be angry, Tianxiang and Huawen Huajuan passed away suddenly, and I am also grief-stricken. ”

"If you are so grief-stricken, why don't you stay by their side? Also, why don't you have anything to do with anyone other than my sister and your children? How do you explain this? I have made it clear to you today, if you can't give me a satisfactory answer today, I will use the power in my hands to destroy your Zhang family's blood sacrifice to get justice for my poor sister and a nephew. ”

While Zhang Yuanwai was arguing with his wife and brother, Yin Mao sat down on a wooden chair in the hall.

From the conversation between the two, he not only knew that the middle-aged man in Chinese clothes was not only Zhang Yuanwai's wife and brother, but also that the man was also a junior general in the army with a little power.

"Oh my uncle, can you stop being so reckless, can you let me explain it well, if you want to vent your anger on me because of your sister's death, then can you just take a knife and kill me?"

Zhang Yuanwai sighed bitterly, walked to Yin Mao's side and sat down with a sad face.

Hearing his brother-in-law's bitter sigh, the man named Tianling let out a cold snort in his mouth, and then walked to Zhang Yuanwai's side and shouted: "Okay, I'll give you half a pillar of incense, if you can't explain it clearly, then don't blame me for being ruthless." ”

Seeing that his eldest brother was relieved, Zhang Zhiming breathed a sigh of relief, and then got up and helped his uncle to sit on a wooden chair in the hall, and then told the story of the house.

At last, he let out a long sigh, looked at a place in the hall with a confused look and spat out the words 'Evil'.

"Nonsense, do you mean that my sister's death was caused by an evil spirit, and the evil spirit that killed her was your wife who died sixteen?"

"That's the case, Tianling, if I have half a lie, there will be five thunderstorms in the sky. ”

made a poisonous oath to his wife and brother, Zhang Yuanwai looked at Yin Mao, and said: "This is everyone in our county who knows Yin Tianshi, he can prove this, if you don't believe it, you can go to the county office, this morning when I found out that your sister died, I have also notified the county office." ”

After completely explaining the cause of the whole thing, Zhang Yuan's appearance changed, and he lowered his head with a sad face.

"Yin Tianshi, I think it's a god, Zhang Zhiming, you killed my sister, and colluded with outsiders to coax me, do you really think I am a three-year-old child?"

Tian Ling snorted coldly when he heard this, then got up and walked directly in front of Yin Mao, raised his hand and twitched him in one ear.

Tianling's big ears fell, and Yin Mao, who was sitting on the wooden chair, could let him bully him in vain.

I saw him form a finger with one hand, and when Tianling's palm was still half a foot away from his face, he pointed at the opponent's wrist, and then, Tianling let out a cry of pain, took two steps back and fell to the ground.

For the current junior general in the army, Yin Mao is completely indifferent, because he looks at the entire Tang Dynasty mortal martial arts, and there are few people who are his opponents.

When he was a bandit on Wolf Howling Mountain before, he already had some kung fu foundation, and later after he worshipped Zhou Qing as his teacher, Zhou Qing also passed on the floating cloud step to him.

After ten years of hard training, his skills are needless to say.