shock! Mr. Fu’s flash marriage wife is actually a metaphysics boss

Ye Zhenguo pointed to his nose, "Ask me? I don't know what's going on."

Ye Xiyao, "You didn't meet anyone else last night?"

Hearing what she said, Ye Zhenguo's pupils suddenly shrank and he took two steps back in shock, "I, I remembered!"

"What?" Ye Xiyao asked quickly.

Ye Zhenguo trembled and said: "After I saw your Uncle Wu falling into the water, I called for help, but there was no signal on the mobile phone at all. Then I thought of going to the nearby village to find someone, but as soon as I turned around, a man wearing ancient clothes suddenly appear before me."

"He said he was so lonely and wanted me to accompany him. He also said that my friend met a fish spirit that had been practicing for hundreds of years and was hopeless. He told me not to look for anyone because it would be useless. Then I I didn’t believe him and insisted on calling the police, but before I even took two steps, I didn’t know anything.”

If other people encountered this situation, they would be scared to death.

But Ye Zhenguo was not frightened to death. After being taken to the tomb, he miraculously survived to this day!

However, he was also lucky. If Ye Xiyao and the others hadn't arrived in time to dig him out, he would have definitely died!

Ye Xiyao pointed to the man inside the coffin, "Is that him?"

Ye Zhenguo nodded, looking frightened and uneasy, "Yes, it's him."

The clothes worn by the person inside this coffin are from the Qing Dynasty.

After hundreds of years, people have not decayed and are still lifelike.

This proves that his soul did not go to the underworld, but still resides in his body.

And the man Ye Zhenguo saw last night was actually his ghost.

Usually in this situation, most people are looking for a scapegoat or something, but this ghost did not kill him.

This made Ye Xiyao confused.

Ye Xiyao held her hands, looked at Ye Zhenguo and asked, "Are you dreaming?"

Ye Zhenguo thought about it carefully and said, "I didn't dream."

After hearing this, Ye Xiyao nodded, "Yes, I understand."

She had entered the ghost's space just now. Ye Zhenguo was next to the ghost at the time. She also spoke. Logically speaking, he should have turned his head to look at her, but he didn't.

It is estimated that Ye Zhenguo was unconscious at that time, like a puppet controlled by someone, without his own consciousness, he would do whatever the ghost asked him to do.

So he didn't have any memory of the dream, and he didn't even know that she went to find him.

Ye Shuo, "Sister, how should we deal with this person? If we don't care, he will definitely come out to harm others in the future!"

Ye Xiyao sighed, "This thing will go to the underworld to report, but in order to prevent him from continuing to harm others in the future, we still have to do something!"

"What?" Ye Chen frowned, not understanding what she meant.

Ye Xiyao looked at the corpse in the coffin in front of her, "Burn the corpse. He will have no place to hide, so he will naturally go to the underworld."

"Okay, let's burn it," Ye Shuo said.

Ye Xiyao took out a talisman and walked to the coffin. After the talisman in her hand lit up, she threw the talisman on top of the corpse inside the coffin.

With a bang, the body immediately burst into flames.

When the burning was almost done, Ye Xiyao closed the coffin lid again and sealed it with earth.

Ye Xiyao looked at Ye Chen, "You should call Uncle Wu's wife and ask her to bring someone over. However, I'm afraid most of the meat on Uncle Wu's body has been eaten."

Ye Chen said, "No matter what, even if there is only one bone left, I have to take Uncle Wu home for burial."

After speaking, Ye Chen immediately called Chen Xin and told him what happened here.

Not long after hanging up the phone, Bai Zhenyi called.

Ye Chen didn't say anything else, just that his father was fine now.

But Bai Zhenyi didn't believe it and asked Ye Chen to ask his father to answer the phone.

Ye Chen handed the phone to Ye Zhenguo, "Dad, Mom asked you to answer the phone."

Ye Zhenguo took the phone and said, "Zhenyi, I'm fine, don't worry about me."

Hearing Ye Zhenguo's voice, Bai Zhenyi finally believed that her husband was really fine.

She was worried at first, but she felt relieved after knowing that Ye Zhenguo was fine.

"As long as everything is fine, what about Lao Wu? Is he fine too?"

Hearing these words, Ye Zhenguo lowered his eyes and remained silent.

Wu Jiaqi's death made him feel very guilty and very scared.

But he still had to face this matter after all. After two minutes of silence, Ye Zhenguo said sadly: "He is dead."

"Dead?" Bai Zhenyi's extremely shocked voice sounded on the other end of the phone.

Ye Zhenguo told the matter briefly and comprehensively.

When Bai Zhenyi heard what he said, she didn't come back to her senses for a long time.

After a long time, Bai Zhenyi asked: "Have you told Chen Xin about this?"

Ye Zhenguo nodded, "Ye Chen has already called Chen Xin. She may have called the police."

"Although Lao Wu's death shocked me and made me very sad, no matter what, just be fine and I'll wait for you to come back."

"Ok."

Ye Zhenguo hung up the phone and returned the phone to Ye Chen, "Do you think Chen Xin will blame me?"

Ye Chen, "Why do you blame me? Uncle Wu came to fish voluntarily, and you didn't force him to come. In other words, this matter has nothing to do with you."

It doesn't matter?

Ye Zhenguo was frightened at that time. If he had reached out to grab a handful, Wu Jiaqi might have been saved.

But he didn't do that, and watched Wu Jiaqi die in the lake.

Ye Xiyao looked at the vast lake in front of her, holding her hands and saying: "The color of this lake has turned black and green, and there are no water inlets and outlets around it. I guess there is an underground river under the ground. So even if the police come, it will be difficult to find Uncle Wu’s body.”

Ye Shuo, "The water in this lake looks scary. There are countless fish in it that have become spirits through cultivation."

Ye Xiyao exhaled a breath, "Yes, and the lake is estimated to be hundreds or thousands of meters deep. If someone falls in, it's really hard to find."

Ye Chen looked at Ye Zhenguo, "Dad, how did you discover this fishing spot?"

Ye Zhenguo glanced at Ye Chen, "I saw someone on the Internet saying that the water here is very deep and the lake is very old. There must be big goods in it. No, I'm here with you, Uncle Wu."

Ye Chen held up his forehead, "How dare you fish in a place like this? You fishers are really brave!"

Ye Zhenguo said nothing, and he also looked at the lake in front of him.

If he had known that there were cultivating fish spirits here, he would never have come here to fish with Wu Jiaqi.

But now that things have happened, it is useless to say more.

An hour later, Wu Jiaqi's wife and children, more than a dozen police officers, three forensic doctors, and villagers from nearby villages all arrived at the scene of the crime.

Ye Xiyao and the others also came down from the mountain.

When Chen Xin saw Ye Zhenguo, she started to accuse and abuse him. The most hurtful thing was: if it weren't for him, her husband wouldn't have died.

Ye Zhenguo himself blamed himself very much. When he heard these words, his heart was as sharp as a knife, and he was helpless.