Chapter 136: Zhou Dashan's Death
By the time Lao Yu and I understood it, we had already walked a few miles away from Zhou Dashan's house, and the house that was burned across was Zhou Dashan's house!
Lao Yu and I hurriedly ran back, rushed into the courtyard of Zhou Dashan, brushed aside a few villagers in front, and saw a scorched black, rubble, except for the bricks and tiles are still intact, the rest of the remaining complete objects, it seems that the house is completely abandoned. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Judging by the extent of the burning, it has been a while, and not even a single spark is visible.
I'm not worried about whether Bacheng is injured or not, after all, Bacheng is also a human spiritual monk, and it shouldn't be a problem to protect two living people.
Looking at a blackened log pillar on the ground, it was estimated that it was a burned beam. I really feel sad for Zhou Dashan, his legs have just been scrapped, and the house has also been burned down, it seems that he can only live near and far away in the future...
At this time, Bacheng walked over with the support of no regrets, and when he saw me and Lao Zhihou, he sighed and said, "You guys are coming back late, Lao Zhou... Gone!"
"Gone? I left without telling you! You can't set fire to this move, why do you burn it because you think it's troublesome to move?"
Lao Zhi's words immediately attracted everyone's contempt, and I pushed Lao Zhi aside and asked, "What the hell is going on?"
Bacheng touched his chin that had been burned bald and said: "At night, Lao Zhou wants to prepare some food for you, saying that he is afraid that you will be hungry when he comes back, but how can his stump leg move, I will let him not regret cooking, when the meal is halfway done, Lao Zhou said to make it convenient, and if he does not regret it, he will help him at the door to facilitate it, but he knows that his sense of self-reliance is too strong, and he will not let him look at it, and he can only return to the house and wait for him to be convenient before going out to help him." But after a while, I saw a fire coming from the direction of the kitchen, and soon the fire spread to the house. But..."
Eighty percent couldn't even say it anymore.
Lao Yu asked impatiently: "But... But, keep talking!"
"But we saw Lao Zhou's head stuck into the burning Zhengwang stove pit, covered with flames, and after we dragged him out, it was already like this. ā
After speaking, he pointed to the swarthy and round thing in front of us.
"Could it be... Could this be Old Man Zhou?"
Lao Yu was surprised: ", this thing was changed by Lao Zhou! This thing has been burned into sweet potatoes? What kind of stove pit is drilled?"
"I don't know this, but this fire is really strange, the fire is amazingly fast, but in less than an hour, things are missing, and the villagers who heard the news can't stop the spread of the fire at all, and can only watch the house being burned down. ā
"What's so strange, haven't you heard of the ruthlessness of fire and water? I still have to discuss with you how fast or slow the fire burns. ā
"That's not what the Eighty Cheng Dao Master meant, there should be something else to discover, right?"
Seeing that I turned my head to him, Bacheng habitually brushed his already burned bald chin, and suddenly found that he had no beard, and smiled awkwardly and said: "As the saying goes, water and fire are ruthless, few people can face death so calmly, even if they want to find a short-term view, they will not choose to be burned alive by the fire, and Lao Zhou's death is so weird, he is not suspected of suicide, otherwise he would not have stalemate with those yellow immortals for so long, so the only possibility is that he was controlled by others and died unexpectedly." Let me ask him who a mountain village hunter can make enemies with, what kind of enemy can use such a tragic method, such a tragic method can make Lao Zhou not resist at all, and can he hide it from our ears and eyes?"
Eighty percent of the questions he meant had already been made clear, and his suspicions were pointed.
"You mean... Are those yellow immortals?"
"I'm not sure, but they're the most likely. ā
When Lao Yu heard that he was suspicious of those yellow immortals, he stopped doing it at that time, and retorted with round eyes: "Impossible, the immortal family will do what he says, since he said that their grievances are clear, he will definitely not find a posterior." Did you see it with your own eyes, just suspicious, if it weren't for that Huang Xian yesterday, Dongzi and his mother would have died long ago. ā
"Poor Dao is just suspicious, Brother Hu doesn't have to be excited!"
Lao Yu is a straight temper, and the immortal family is the image of doing what he says in his heart, but these impressions of him are all obtained from those highly respected and profound sect masters in the shaman immortal hall, but there are also many wild immortals with poor conduct.
Lao Yu will continue to fight with Bacheng, and I will rot it.
"The suspicion of the eighty percent Taoist is not unreasonable!"
"Makes sense, did he see it with his own eyes, he..."
Before Lao Yu could finish speaking, I shouted to him impatiently: "You shut up for me, aren't you those yellow immortals when you see it with your own eyes." The eighty percent Taoist chief just said that it was possible, but he didn't say that it was, now that Zhou Lao Dashan is dead, and people's lives are at stake, do you dare to vouch for those yellow skins that have nothing to do with them?"
Lao Yu was stopped by my shouting, and then lost the arrogance just now: "Aren't I also in a hurry, why are you in a hurry?" ā
"Zhou Dashan's death must not be a suicide, let alone man-made, it is just a ghost caused by those crooked ways. ā
"Can't you?" asked the old man with a pout.
"Why can't it, if he wants to commit suicide, will he choose such a cool method, do you think he is a *** disciple? If he kills, will he not resist at all? Then who would have to kill him, if it weren't for the deep hatred, he would never use such a vicious method. ā
"Hey... It seems to make sense. ā
At this moment, the sound of sirens came from the distance outside, it was the police and fire trucks coming, I really admired the efficiency of the government, and when they came, the daylilies were cold.
We were evacuated to the door by a policeman who came later, and took Bacheng and Wu Remorse aside for interrogation, Lao Xiang and I squatted at the door and thought about the reason for this matter, Lao Xiang handed me a cigarette and said: "You really suspect that it is those yellow immortals, why don't I feel like it?"
"I also hope not, we know too little about Zhou Dashan, and the only thing that can be doubted is those yellow skins. ā
After listening to me, Lao Zhi patted his thigh and said, "What the hell is going on, don't you know if you ask Zhou Dashan?"
"Nonsense! Where to find Zhou Dashan..."Before I finished speaking, I suddenly understood what Lao Zhi meant.
That's right, I'm really smart and confused for a while, Zhou Dashan died unjustly, and the soul must be around at this time, don't you know what's going on when you ask him, this is also the object of my work in charge of the inspection department, the unjust ghost who died unnaturally.
After figuring it out, I and Lao Zhi contacted their respective assistants, and within a few minutes more than 20 ghosts came up, led by Zhang Damao, as soon as Zhang Damao saw me, he ran over, shouting while running: "Adult, what's the matter with calling the little one?"
When I saw Zhang Damao coming, I didn't talk nonsense, and said directly: "Find me someone named Zhou Dashan, about fifty years old, just burned to death by fire, quick!"
After Zhang Damao happily agreed, he drifted away with a group of ghosts, and Lao Yu and I also opened the underworld path and searched with the ghosts.
After a while, I heard Zhang Damao rush back from a distance, and shouted while floating: "I said my lord, I found it!"
As soon as the words fell, Zhang Damao floated back with a group of ghosts, and Lao Yu and I were both excited.
Before Zhou Dashan could speak, he asked eagerly, "What the hell is going on?"