Lord Inspector robs money and sex

Painted stage, special tile-roofed house

Long Ya nodded, opened his mouth and began to try.

"Inspector, Inspector, I can speak now."

I smiled slightly, and at this moment, everyone at the intersection was able to speak.

The noise came again.

"What happened just now, it's fine if there is no color, why is there no sound, where did my voice go just now?"

"I don't know either, what happened just now, do you know?"

"I do not know."

"I do not know either……"

At this moment, everyone looked at me.

I was stunned, and quickly said to Long Ya: "It's not suitable to stay here for a long time, hurry up!"

After I finished speaking, I sat back in the car.

Long Ya took a deep breath, and quickly said, "Inspector, just sit down."

I nodded, and Long Ya's speed became faster and faster.

The car suddenly shuttled continuously in the water like a fish.

Those people did not stay, and they all left one after another.

The fact that such a thing happened just now means that there is no problem with the hairpin guiding the way, but that Long Ya should not turn.

The same may be true if you go the wrong way next time.

Our speed is very fast, all the way north.

In just 20 minutes, we came to a small village. Although this village is a rural area, every house looks like a two-story building of a wealthy family.

Has that townhouse feel.

In this rural area, it seems that it is really a mighty place.

Long Ya and I drove all the way to the innermost part of the village, and finally came to a house that looked like a dilapidated tile house.

The instructions given by the hairpin are indeed this dilapidated tile-roofed house.

This house is very big, it doesn't look like a big family at all, and the thumping bosses I saw just now lived well.

I got out of the car and walked over to a farmer carrying a shovel.

The farmer looked to be in his 40s, with dark skin and a thick coat.

Smiling at me, I also nodded and said, "My fellow, I'll ask you something."

The farmer put down the shovel he was carrying on his shoulder, and then said, "What's the matter, tell me!"

I nodded and smiled, pointed at the dilapidated tile-roofed house, and asked curiously, "Is this family surnamed Xiao?"

The farmer brother nodded, "Yes, this family is very strange. They were asked to build a house before, and they said they couldn't build it. What else did they say? The house can only be built after moving the ancestral grave, otherwise the house can't be demolished, and it can't be demolished. People in our village say that this family is crazy."

I nodded, "Why can't it be removed?"

The elder brother of the farmer looked around, put his mouth close to my ear, and then said in a low voice: "We don't know, their family is very miserable. Later, our village chief said, we can't let this Xiao family stay forever. Such poverty, let our villagers donate money, find someone who demolishes the house, and demolish the house for them.”

I continued to nod, "Then you are all very nice, but why hasn't this house been demolished?"

"Haunted, as long as workers come to demolish the house, I don't know why it can't be demolished. Either the tools are missing, or the person suddenly fainted. Anyway, there are all kinds of weird things, but there is no way to construct."

"and then?"

"Then, the construction stopped, and they began to use the money to move the grave, but no matter how they moved it, it was a failure."