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Chapter 52 As the old saying goes, money can make ghosts run the mill!(1/2)

"Gu Bantu, what's the point of being scared of me?"

That being said, Zhao Dezhu's voice was obviously trembling.

It is false to say that it is not alarmed.

When the first person died, he was not surprised.

When the second person died, he thought it was a coincidence.

Until the third person died, he finally began to feel uneasy.

At this time, the people in the town were also surprised and discussed in private.

The topic of discussion is about Xiu'er.

After all, Xiu'er was drowned alive, and her whine, anger and curse were still echoing in her ears.

"I won't let you go even if I become a ghost..."

"I won't let you go..."

"thump!"

As a result, someone forced him into a pig cage and was then carried by a few big men and threw him under the bridge.

Coincidentally, the few people who died recently were these big men.

In this way, how can the people not be surprised?

Including Zhao Dezhu, he also began to suspect that Xiu'er had turned into a ghost and came back to take revenge.

He is the one who presided over the pig cage dipping ceremony...

"Forget it, Mr. Zhao, please cooperate now and call the person who found Xiu'er and the peddler who had an affair with him that day."

"Yeah, OK!"

Not long after, a man in his forties arrived.

"The little people are the ones who are in Dazhuang, and have met the officials."

"Ren Dazhuang, right? On that day, did you see Xiu'er having an affair with her own eyes?"

"This..." Ren Dazhuang hesitated for a moment and replied: "It's not like seeing it with his own eyes. The villain's house lives next to Wang Laosan's house.

After noon that day, the villain returned home and heard something unusual about the next door.

Curious, I couldn't help but climb up to the wall and look at it... As a result, I found that the peddler's burden was thrown in the yard, but there was no one in the yard.

Then I heard a faint... cough, indescribable sound from the kitchen.

The villain was surprised in his heart, how could Wang Laosan be...

In addition, there was a burden of a peddler in the yard, and the villain seemed to have guessed something.

So, he hurried to inform the second son of the Wang family..."

"How do you determine that Wang Laosan is not at home?"

"He is a stonemason and works in a neighboring county. He will never be able to go home for a while."

Gu Ming nodded: "Well, then you can talk about it in detail. What did you hear? Don't be foolish with me, what are you indescribable?"

"This...well."

So Ren Dazhuang cleared his throat and began to tell the details.

After saying a few words, Gu Ming couldn't help but cough: "You don't have to imitate those voices, say the key points, I want to know if there is any dialogue between them."

"Dialogue? I think about it..."

After thinking for a while, Ren Dazhuang said again: "I heard a few words vaguely. Xiu'er seemed to say that you are not allowed to come in the future, otherwise..."

"Otherwise what?"

"I didn't hear it clearly...but, the peddler said something, and the general idea seemed to be that I was going to come. You can... there was a moment of no...hehe, everyone understands the voice."

Gu Ming couldn't help but cover his forehead.

What the other party said was quite detailed, but the amount of useful information was too small.

Female: You are not allowed to come in the future, otherwise...

Man: I want to come, can you...

Just a few words.

Looking back at Xiu'er shouting for justice before her death, perhaps she was forced by the peddler and had to surrender, not willingly.

"Okay, you go back first and ask you if you need it."

"Yes, that villain said goodbye first."

Afterwards, Gu Ming went to the town to petition and asked people of different ages. He generally believed that Xiu'er was a good woman. Everyone expressed shock and confusion about her affair with the peddler.

The clues can only be reached here.

After all, the peddler has been beaten to death on the spot. No one can explain the truth.

It seems that I am afraid I will really ask the dead.

So, Gu Ming held a little hope and found Qianxun.

"Girl, will you summon your soul?"

"Won't!"

The little girl answered frivolously.

Well, I didn't expect her.

Gu Ming went to find Zhao Dezhu again and said with a serious look on his face: "Zhao Yuanwai, the wise man will not say secret words. We have removed the two bodies of the government office. After the coroner's investigation, they all said they were drowned..."

"Ah? This... But Gu Bantu, they are definitely not drowning, and the people can testify to this."

"This is the biggest problem. Therefore, their death cannot be argued based on the constant, and you should have a clear idea in your mind."

"I……"

"Don't be despicable, I've said it clearly enough. You know very well in your heart that these sudden deaths are just the ones who threw Xiu'er into the water..."

Zhao Dezhu shivered, looked around with guilt, and then said with a sad face: "Gu Bantu, I actually think that Xiu'er may be resentful...what should we do?"

"This requires you to cooperate well. First, take advantage of the day to salvage Xiu'er's body and find a few monks to recite scriptures and pass on it.

Second, find someone who can summon the soul and start the altar tonight to summon the soul.

Don’t blame me for not reminding you. If you don’t act early, you might die suddenly one day!”

"thump!"

Zhao Dezhu's legs became weak and he was so scared that he collapsed on the ground.

Who is not afraid of ghosts?

In fact, Gu Ming was also afraid, but after experiencing it, his strength began to become stronger and he had a talisman on his body, so his courage also increased.

"Okay, Mr. Zhao, hurry up."

"Yes, yes, I'll do it right away, I'll do it right away."

It is easy to deal with monks, there is a small temple two miles away from the town.

As for salvage of the corpse... Of course no one wants to. However, Zhao Dezhu yelled: Six people go, one tael of silver per person.

"I'll go!"

"I'll go!"

"Mr. Zhao, I'm good at water!"

In an instant, more than a dozen volunteered.

As expected, the old saying goes, money can make the devil push the mill.

Next, we will find someone who will summon the soul.

Someone recommended Wang Po from Sandaogou, saying that Wang Po is an expert and often summons people's souls.

So Zhao Dezhu immediately sent someone to go.

As a result, when Wang Po heard that she wanted to summon Xiu'er's soul, she waved her hand repeatedly: "If you don't go, you won't go, you will usually summon your relatives' souls for others, and talk or something.

Xiu'er was dead fiercely. Maybe she has become a ghost and she doesn't dare to go there. Please don't look for a clever one."

"Master Zhao said, I will pay ten taels of silver..."

Ten taels?

Wang Po's eyes lit up, she was confused for a while, and finally smiled and said, "My fellow villagers, I will try my best..."

Once again, the old saying has been verified.

Soon, the bones were salvaged.
To be continued...
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