Without waiting for the security guards to come over, I raised the hatchet in my hand and slapped it down according to the Qisha Huai.
The Qishahuai that was already crumbling, how could it withstand my cut.
Only a loud noise was heard, and the Qishahuai fell to the ground in response, raising a lot of dust.
As the seven evil locusts fell to the ground, the air under the tree was originally dull and mixed with a hint of coldness. At this moment, it immediately became very fresh, even with a hint of earthy fragrance.
"Chuanzi!" The old Wu came over, looked at me, slapped me on the shoulder, and said with joy: "As expected of a ghostmaker, the things you have asked for are covered by the old man, and the rest, Old age to solve."
I stared at him closely. Didn't Mr. Wu have broken his arms, but judging from how hard he patted me just now, it was quite vigorous, not like a man with a broken arm!
He should have seen my doubts, his mouth moved, and he heard a clicking sound. He smiled and said, "A little trick, it's not worth mentioning."
After finishing speaking, he patted me on the shoulder again, looked startled, turned his head and looked at the security guards who came around, and said sharply, "Are you looking for death?"
When he said this, the temperament of Mr. Wu's whole person changed at this moment. If he had to find a word to describe Mr. Wu, I would say that Mr. Wu at this time was like a great old man descending from the earth.
Just three words scared the security guards, where they dared to step forward, and immediately retreated to the back.
But Elder Wu walked slowly towards Du Sanniang, his face was extremely gloomy, and he said solemnly, "Sanniang, have you had enough trouble these years?"
"You...you...you lied to me!" Du Sanniang stared at Old Wu incredulously.
Old Wu smiled and said: "There is nothing to cheat. The old man only thinks that your woman is too vicious, and you will actually attack your own son, and he did not expect you to bury the body of your own son under the seven evil locusts."
While talking, Wu Lao glanced at the middle-aged man next to Du Sanniang, grabbed the middle-aged man's arm with lightning speed, and said coldly: "Yuan Song, your hands have harmed many people. , Keeping it is also an obstacle."
As soon as the voice fell, Wu Lao felt like a trick, took out a dagger, and slashed it under Yuan Song's palm.
In an instant, the palms and arms separated.
However, Mr. Wu didn't stop, and slashed under Yuan Song's other palm.
In less than a minute, Yuan Song separated his palm and arm, and the red blood rushed all over the floor. What surprised me was that Yuan Song just frowned and didn't speak, and looked at me. His eyes were full of resentment.
"Dare to look at people with this kind of eyes!" Wu Lao's expression was dark, and he raised his dagger and pierced Yuan Song's eyes.
As soon as this scene appeared, the onlookers screamed again and again, like a ghost, and the fire broke up immediately. The scene of the original crowd suddenly became extremely deserted, and only Mr. Wu, Mrs. Wu, and Sanniang Du were left. , Yuan Song, me and the little girl who borrowed my bike earlier.
In the whole scene, none of us spoke, only Yuan Song covering his eyes and screaming hysterically! !
Seeing this, I vaguely felt that Elder Wu and Sanniang Du had something else about Yuan Song. There was definitely a story. It could even be said that their story was the fuse of the whole thing.
At this point, I looked at Elder Wu and found that he was staring at Du Sanniang, and Du Sanniang was also staring at him. Just like that, the two of them stared at each other, and I didn't want to disturb, so I walked over to the little girl.
Just as I walked seven or eight steps, Old Wu suddenly said, "Chuanzi, get out the corpse under the locust tree."
"Me?" I said depressed.
He hummed, his eyes didn't look at me either.
With a wry smile, I walked towards Qishahuai, and immediately understood why Wu had brought a shovel before. After a long time of fiddle, Wu had planned to solve this problem tonight.
At the moment, I picked up a hatchet to chop off some tree roots, and shoveled some dirt with a shovel.
After shoveling around ten times to shovel the dirt, I saw an iron box under the seven evil locust tree with sharp eyes. To be honest, I was not surprised, because before the seven evil locust tree was cut, I guessed that there was an iron box under the tree. It was also guessed that there was a child's body in the iron box.
Etc., etc….
Just now Elder Wu said that Du Sanniang had acted on his own son. Could it be that...
At this point, my face changed drastically, and there was only one thought in my mind. Somehow, the mother of Dudu... actually buried the body of her own son under the Qishahuai. Is this still a human
It took about seven or eight minutes. I took out the iron box. It was about one meter long and half a meter wide. The surface of the iron box was coated with a thick layer of paint. It is still bright.
I didn’t dare to stay for long. I staggered the subway box and moved it to Mr. Wu’s side. Since I knew it was a corpse, when I moved it, I was so stunned that I didn’t dare to get out. .
When I moved the iron box to Wu Lao's side, I glanced at them both, my face sank, and immediately walked away, not wanting to stay with them for a long time.
The reason is simple. When Mr. Wu saw the iron box, a trace of pity flashed in his eyes. Similarly, a trace of pity flashed in Du Sanniang's eyes.
I grew up because of the children in my second aunt’s family. My father was not very good to me. Whenever my father was not good to me, my mother would look at me with this kind of compassion. I’m so familiar with this look. I can even say, I There was an almost abnormal feeling towards this kind of pity eyes.
Therefore, I am almost 100% sure that the iron box is not only the son of Du Sanniang, but also the son of Elder Wu.
"Sanniang, open your eyes and see, it's your son, your biological son, who is only six months old, how can you bear to bury him alive here!" Wu Lao hysterical Roared, "How to bear with me!"
"I..." Du Sanniang stared at the iron box and knelt down with her legs soft.
At this moment, the old lady Wu, who had been by the side and had never spoken, walked up to me and whispered: "Chuanzi, the rest is their private business, you can go home with the old woman!"
After that, he looked at the little girl next to me and continued: "Little girl, you also go back with the old woman."
I hummed, stared at Mrs. Wu and Sanniang Du, sighed deeply, and followed Mrs. Wu and walked forward.
I don’t know what’s going on. I always feel that it’s not as simple as it seems. If all this is due to something between Elder Wu and Sanniang Du, the whole thing will definitely not be so evil. It was Yuan Song next to Du Sanniang, who seemed to be quite capable.
But as a ghostmaker, I can tell from the palm of his hand that Yuan Song is very proficient, even if it is packaged well, it is still the same.
You must know that using the Five Movements to change the Seven-Evil Sophora tree, Yuan Song will definitely not work, and if there is another person who knows how to change the Seven-Evil Sophora tree, a layman can never do it. Only we ghosts can use a secret technique.
Right now, I slowly turned my head and looked at Yuan Song. Suddenly, out of the light of my eyes, I saw the location of the heart of the seven evil locust tree, and there was a locust tree sapling hidden unexpectedly.
There is Sophora in the Sophora!
After this thought, I was shivering all over, ghostmaker, ghostmaker, this is the work of the ghostmaker.
Don't know why, I suddenly thought of a person's name, the ghostmaker, and Huang Jinshan.
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