The villagers who had been talking in the teahouse for the whole day had not said enough. It was as if they, who were usually ignored, had suddenly become military strategists and wise men. They all evaluated Bai Zhankui's family and Yu Pingting's life in a condescending tone, and even analyzed the entire case for Zhao Cheng and Wang Quan.
What they said was so convincing that one could not help but admire them. Just by listening, one felt that they had an extremely clear understanding of the case, as if they had experienced it personally and seen it with their own eyes.
The two of them were not uncommon to see villagers like this. Although they laughed in their hearts, they still recorded their words meticulously, because they might be able to find some hidden clues in these words.
When Zhao Cheng and Wang Quan left, the villagers were still reluctant to leave and continued to gather together to discuss. Suddenly, they saw Zhao Cheng and Wang Quan coming back and immediately went out to greet them.
"The two officials are back again!" Everyone rushed forward again, wanting to chat with Zhao Chengwang Quan again.
Zhao Chengwang Quan looked at everyone and said, "We have something else we want to ask you folks. Do you know who often comes to the Bai family and can stick an embroidery needle into the hair of Yu Pingting's eldest daughter?"
After Zhao Cheng finished speaking, he took out a handkerchief. When he opened it, seven bloody embroidery needles shone in the sunlight.
Immediately, the enthusiastic faces of the villagers suddenly changed, and they suddenly stopped talking, with a hint of evasive tension in their eyes. They turned away one after another, getting farther and farther away from Zhao Cheng and Wang Quan.
Seeing their expressions and behaviors, Zhao Cheng and Wang Quan already knew what was going on.
As long as they have this kind of expression, they know the truth. Moreover, most of the things they know are related to some evil magic, which makes them avoid it and keep silent.
These seven embroidery needles may be the key to all the strange events in the Bai family!
Lian Youyou's carriage had already stopped at the door of Bai Zhankui's house.
It was a small three-room house, common in the village, with a small courtyard surrounded by a fence. In the courtyard, on the tiles, there were weeds growing everywhere, and it was obvious that no one had lived there for a long time.
The rice fields in front of the door were also deserted. Apparently, after the Bai family moved into the town, no one was taking care of the farmland anymore.
If you look closely, you can find that the house has been renovated. The county magistrate paid for the renovation of the house to encourage Bai Zhankui to study hard. Although the county magistrate did it for political achievements, he did discover a talent and did a good thing.
Duanmu Qingchen, Fu Mingrui, Xiao Lujie and Lian Youyou got off the carriage one by one and stood side by side in front of the Bai family's gate. Lian Youyou stood in the middle, Fu Mingrui and Duanmu Qingchen stood on both sides of her, and Xiao Lujie stood behind her, not daring to look ahead.
The villagers do not live close to each other, and are often separated by several acres of land.
So it was the same around the Bai family, only wasteland, and from a distance, they could see their neighbors. There were already people there curiously poking their heads out, looking over here, and pointing.
"Whoosh—" a gust of wind blew and opened the fence of the Bai family. "With a creaking sound, the wind blew up the dust all over the ground, and the dead leaves rolled up and flew past the closed door of the Bai family.
Duanmu Qingchen felt the coolness of the underworld in that gust of wind, and goose bumps appeared on the back of his neck. Soon after, his whole body was numb.
"I feel it, I feel it!" He looked at Lian Youyou excitedly, "I have that feeling, there must be a vengeful spirit in this room!"
Duanmu Qingchen was extremely sure and full of confidence in himself.
In fact, Fu Mingrui also felt a special chill in that gust of wind. That chill was like suddenly entering an ice cellar. It was still late summer or early autumn, how could there be such a cold wind
Following Lian Youyou, he also developed a special sense of this feeling.
Looking at Xiao Lucai again, she had already hidden behind Lian Youyou, holding her arm tightly, hiding her face behind Lian Youyou, as if she didn't dare to look ahead.
"Huh..." Lian let out a long sigh and looked at Fu Mingrui and Duanmu Qingchen: "Are you sure?"
Duanmu Qingchen hesitated, but nodded.
Fu Mingrui originally came for Yu Pingting, so he would not hesitate this time.
Lian Youyou looked at their determined eyes, then turned to look at Little Lettuce: "Little Lettuce, it's very dangerous here, go back to the carriage, Black Flame will protect you."
Lettuce nodded immediately, ran back to the carriage and got in.
Duanmu Qingchen and Fu Mingrui were a little panicked when they saw Xiao Rujie running away. Wait, their eyes have wandered, so who will show them
Suddenly, Lian Youyou stretched out her hand in front of them, looked forward, and said calmly: "Let's go."
Duanmu Qingchen and Fu Mingrui were startled, staring blankly at Lian Youyou's hand. Duanmu Qingchen opened his peach blossom eyes, and his heartbeat was a little chaotic. He grew up surrounded by women, and today he felt embarrassed when he looked at Lian Youyou's slender white hand.
He slowly reached out his hand and gently grasped the tips of Lian Youyou's fingers. He didn't hold them all, but it made his heart beat faster, his eyes flickered, and his ears slightly hot.
On the other side, Fu Mingrui also blushed, staring at Lian Youyou's hand in a daze. There was a difference between men and women, how could he hold Lian Youyou's hand.
Seeing that he was reluctant to shake her hand, Lian Youyou turned around and looked at him impatiently: "Do you want to see it or not?"
Fu Mingrui gritted his teeth, reached out, and tightly grasped Lian Youyou's hand. In an instant, the soft and boneless touch made the blood in his body rush wildly, and his thoughts became a mess. He became a little flustered and dazed.
Lian Youyou frowned slightly, because Fu Mingrui was holding her hand like he was using his life. She glanced at Fu Mingrui coldly and said, "Can't you learn from your brother? You are such a straight man."
Fu Mingrui looked at Duanmu Qingchen holding Lian Youyou's hand with a confused heart, and found that his brother was only holding Lian Youyou's fingertips, still with some courtesy to women.
Fu Mingrui's face turned even redder, and he looked at Duanmu Qingchen, only to find that he was also in a daze, with his face turned away and he looked completely absent-minded.
In comparison, he was too abrupt, and seemed to be taking advantage of Lian Youyou. He quickly let go of her hand, gently held Lian Youyou's fingertips, and apologized with a blushing face: "I'm sorry."
Lian Youyou no longer looked at him and faced forward: "Ready, start." Lian Youyou raised her foot and stepped into the wooden door that was blown open by the wind.
Suddenly the whole sky darkened and thick white mist suddenly rose from the ground, twisting in front of Duanmu Qingchen and Fu Mingrui like a white snake.
The two were stunned as they looked at the twisting and thick white mist in front of them, which was completely different from the white mist they had just seen. No matter who saw the scene in front of them, they would feel that there was something unusual hidden in this house!
The white mist jumped out from the ground and twisted in the air. A thick white mist coiled around the beams of the Bai family's house and moved slowly. (To be continued)