dead child, ghost carrying coffin

Not long after the return of the great gods of the underworld, the crowing of chickens resounded in the small village one after another.

Everyone hadn't slept all night, so they were naturally a little sleepy at this time.

After making an appointment for lunch, we will hold a "simple" apprenticeship ceremony for the deaf mother-in-law, and then go back to their rooms to rest.

The master of the five immortals has profound Taoism, and has reached the realm of "the way of day and night", and is far less dependent on sleep than ordinary people.

So they still sat at the bluestone table, drinking tea while continuing to discuss about Wu Shang.

The Patriarch of the Hui family was diligent and careful, and even sorted out the gifts left by Yinshen just now.

It doesn't matter if you don't count, there are as many as four or five hundred pieces.

Although most of them are not high-quality products except for those sent by the two judges and a few yin handsomes, the number is really scary.

It is mainly the contribution made by the "Legion" of street sneakers.

Near noon, the deaf mother-in-law got up first and entered the small courtyard, Hu Feier and Chan Ruyu naturally followed behind.

Seeing the magical artifacts divided into several small piles, the old man thanked Hui Lao Liu for hard work.

Hui Lao Liu was polite, and took out a bone flute, an insect egg, and a bloody dagger from the treasure pile and handed them over.

"Wu Zhu, our old brothers decided on their own initiative, and selected these three items from the list, which should be suitable for that child of Gelaibaimu."

"Put away the rest of the treasures."

"Mr. Xiao has an extraordinary background, and he will 'recruit soldiers and buy horses' in the future. At that time, he must be rewarded and punished, and he must have some savings on hand."

The deaf mother-in-law nodded again and again, looked at a few things and was about to say something, but was interrupted by a hasty knock on the door.

"Is the old aunt at home? Open the door quickly, something serious happened in the village!"

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The plan of a year is in the spring, and the plan of a day is in the morning.

After dawn, the hardworking people naturally got busy.

The town's police station is no exception.

Xiao Wang, who had just arrived at his post, was interrupted by the sound of hurried running before he had time to eat the buns brought back by his colleagues.

A middle-aged man rushed in from the door in a panic, panting heavily.

In the cold air, a white mist formed.

"Police, police, Comrade police, I, I want to call the police!"

"I, I, the second son Li in our village died, died, died in the ravine!!!"

Since ancient times, human life has been a matter of concern to heaven.

Xiao Wang didn't dare to be negligent when he heard the words, and while comforting the middle-aged man, he dragged him out.

At the same time, he greeted loudly.

"Zhou Suo, Xiao Li, come out quickly! Someone is dead! We have to show up immediately!"

In the blink of an eye, Director Zhou Limin ran out with Xiao Li, putting clothes on his body while running.

"Bring the policeman, Xiao Wang, you drive!"

"Let's study the situation as we go!"

In the car, after carefully listening to what the middle-aged man said, Xiao Li and Xiao Wang Qiqi were taken aback.

"Li Jiawa Village, Li Laoer? Isn't it the person we met that night, who burned a blood book in the middle of the night and complained?!"

"How did he die for no reason?!"

"Could it be that the road was slippery at night and he fell into the mountain stream by himself?!"

The middle-aged man had calmed down a lot at the moment, and waved his hands repeatedly after listening to the conversation between the two policemen.

"Comrade policeman, Li's second child must not have fallen to his death!"

"I looked at it before calling the police, and I didn't see any trauma!"

"No trauma?!" Xiao Wang was taken aback again.

"That night Li Lao Er mentioned that he owed usurious loans to a man named Tian Dabang in the same village, and his wife ran away with him."

"Is it because of these things that Tian Dabang was harmed?!"

Director Zhou nodded deeply after listening.

"There is such a possibility!"

"But we can't easily draw conclusions without concrete evidence!"

"You can't let a bad guy go, let alone wrong a good guy!"

After listening, Xiao Wang and Xiao Li nodded together.

"We remember, Zhou Suo!"

The middle-aged man listened to the conversation between Zhou Limin and the three of them, and his face, which was slightly pale due to shock, became even paler now.

Talk with a crying voice.

"Comrade director is right, little comrades, you can't wrong good people!"

Xiao Li glanced at the middle-aged man with a puzzled face.

"Uncle, we are just discussing casually, what are you excited about?!"

The crying on the middle-aged man's face became more intense.

"I, I, I am Tian Dabang..."

"Second Li still owes a lot of money. I wish he could live a long life and pay back all the money. Why would he be killed!"

"And...and..."

Hearing that the person sitting with them was actually a "criminal suspect", Xiao Wang and Xiao Li immediately became serious.

"And what, hurry up!"

"Don't worry, as long as you didn't kill the person, we will definitely not wrong you!"

Even with the police by his side, Tian Dabang still showed fear.

"And Li's second son died too deeply!"

"I...I can't tell, it's coming soon, the three comrades can see for themselves!"