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That's right, what was contained in the earthen jar was exactly a corpse, and it was a dismembered corpse.

The corpse seemed to have been severely decomposed, and there were even a lot of maggots wriggling on it, and a strong stench rushed over.

It took a while for Ye Feng to get used to the stench, and then resisted the visual impact, and once again cast his gaze on the inside of the earthen jar.

Ye Feng once again saw the decomposed corpse inside.

However, this time, Ye Feng saw some clues from the corpse.

"The clothes... are very similar to the clothes on that female ghost." Thinking of this, Ye Feng's heart skipped a beat.

After all, the identity of the female ghost has already been guessed. It may be the mother of the little fat man. If it is really... then she should have been buried long ago. How could she appear here?

If you didn't find it, that's all. Now that you found out what Ye Feng said, you can't ignore it. After thinking about it, Ye Feng didn't care about the earthen pot, but ran out and called the little fat man.

"Brother Feng, what's the matter? Hurry up." After being dragged out by Ye Feng, the little fat man was still a little dazed and asked.

"Little Fatty, is it true that your mother has already been buried?" Ye Feng asked the little Fatty solemnly.

Hearing Ye Feng's question, the little fat man immediately said: "Of course, I saw it with my own eyes, what's wrong?"

The little fat man knew that Ye Feng was not the kind of person to ask these things casually, since he asked, there must be something wrong.

Ye Feng did not immediately tell the little fat man about the crock pot, but said: "Little fat man, call and bring your father back immediately."

"Okay." Seeing Ye Feng's serious face, the little fat man knew that Ye Feng must have discovered something, and quickly took out his mobile phone, but immediately looked up at Ye Feng and asked, "What should I say?"

Ye Feng glanced at the little fat man, and said, "Just make up any reason you want, and let your dad come back right away."

"Ok."

Seeing what Ye Feng said, the little fat man could only nod his head and dialed the phone.

"Hey, Fatty, what can I do for you?" Soon, the little fat man's father answered the phone.

The little fat man took a look at Ye Feng, and then said, "Dad, can you come back, it's urgent."

"What's the hurry?" Hearing what the little fat man said, Uncle Zhang was obviously taken aback, and then asked.

The little fat man seemed to be caught by Uncle Zhang's question, and he had an idea, pretending to be weak, and said: "Dad, I'm sick, very serious, come back quickly, that's it, I'll die first."

After finishing speaking, the little fat man hung up the phone directly.

Ye Feng was also dumbfounded by the little fat man's reason. He didn't expect that the little fat man could come up with such a reason.

"Little Fatty..." Ye Feng looked at Little Fatty dumbfounded, not knowing what to say about him.

"Um, it's okay, my dad will be back in a while, tell me quickly, what's going on?" The little fat man scratched his head, and then urged Ye Feng to tell him what was going on.

However, Ye Feng has no intention of telling the matter immediately.

"Let's talk about it when Uncle Zhang comes back." Ye Feng shook his head, no matter how much the little fat man asked, Ye Feng didn't let up, anyway, he just had to wait until Uncle Zhang came back.

Half an hour later, Uncle Zhang rushed back from the company and rushed into the house in a hurry: "Big Fatty, Big Fatty, what's wrong with you?"

But when he saw the little fat man standing there laughing with Ye Feng, he flew into a rage: "Okay, good, your Fatty Zhang has learned how to play tricks on you."

He kept thinking about things while talking, and tidied up the little fat man. The scared little fat man hid directly behind Ye Feng, and explained: "Dad, dad, listen to my explanation."

"Explain, explain me a hammer, I don't want to deal with you well today, and you still run away, get over here." Uncle Zhang obviously didn't want to hear Ye Feng's explanation, and yelled at the little fat man angrily.

Ye Feng didn't expect that Uncle Zhang's character would be so irritable. He hurriedly stepped forward to stop Uncle Zhang who was holding a feather duster, and said, "Uncle Zhang, don't be impulsive. I asked Xiaopang to call you back. I have something urgent to see you."

Hearing Ye Feng's explanation, Uncle Zhang calmed down a bit, gave the little fat man a vicious look, and said, "Okay, then I'll let you go now, and if I dare to lie to you next time, Lao Tzu, see if I don't beat you out." Shit."

Then he asked Ye Feng softly: "Xiao Feng, what's the matter with you asking Xiaopang to call me back?"

The little fat man standing behind Ye Feng saw his father's two different attitudes towards him and Ye Feng, with a look of grief and indignation, but when he saw his father's eyes, he didn't dare to show it anymore.

Ye Feng also saw the funny scene of the little fat man, but now he really can't laugh.

Looking at Uncle Zhang, Ye Feng asked: "Uncle Zhang, do you still remember that old Taoist priest ten years ago?"

"Old Taoist priest?" Hearing Ye Feng's question, Uncle Zhang immediately remembered the old Taoist priest who came uninvited ten years ago when his wife was seriously ill. Thinking of this, Uncle Zhang thought of his wife again, and his expression was a little gloomy.

But he still answered Ye Feng's question: "Remember, ten years have passed, Xiao Feng, why are you asking this?"

Ye Feng looked at Uncle Zhang solemnly, and said: "I suspect that the old Taoist priest has plotted against your family for at least ten years. I, and... I suspect that my aunt was killed by the old Taoist priest."

"What? Xiaofeng, do you have evidence for what you said?" Although Uncle Zhang is usually nice to Ye Feng, but when it comes to his deceased wife, Uncle Zhang is still a little angry, looking at Ye Feng with a slightly surprised face, and asked .

Ye Feng didn't care about Uncle Zhang's expression, after all, anyone would do this, even Ye Feng was no exception.

"Uncle Zhang, you'd better be prepared mentally, come with me." Ye Feng glanced at Uncle Zhang, told him to get ready, and then led the way.

Uncle Zhang glanced at Ye Feng and the little fat man, and then followed Ye Feng. Seeing Ye Feng take him to a corner of his house that he rarely came to, Uncle Zhang frowned slightly. He didn't know what Ye Feng was doing, but he also Without asking too much, he followed Ye Feng and walked over.

"Uncle Zhang, go and have a look at that earthen pot." After arriving at the place, Ye Feng pointed to the earthen pot not far ahead, and said to Uncle Zhang.

Uncle Zhang glanced at the earthen pot not far away, and obviously smelled a foul smell coming from it. He glanced at Ye Feng with some doubts, and then walked up.

"What is this?" When Uncle Zhang saw the contents of the jar, he was shocked and exclaimed.

Ye Feng glanced at Uncle Zhang with a complex expression, then pointed to the earthen jar, and asked, "Uncle Zhang, can you still recognize who she is?"

Hearing Ye Feng's words, Uncle Zhang obviously frowned, resisting the nausea and discomfort, went back to the crock pot again, and took a look inside.

"This dress..."