I am working hard to cultivate immortality in Uncle Jiu's world!

Chapter 55: Renjia Town is a famous sweet potato producer

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Seeing everyone's expectant eyes, Uncle Jiu held the blood talisman in his hand, pondered for a long time, and finally said, "I think this matter is a little strange. Can you take me to see the chef who was killed by the ghost car in the rumor?"

Russell on the side laughed. Uncle Jiu's words were very particular. He knew that the blood talisman was drawn by someone and deliberately did not expose it.

Even his words were flawless. Is this the rumored ghost car

Nine out of ten rumors are false, and the remaining one is even fake.

Russell gained a profound understanding and decided that he must learn to speak like Uncle Jiu in the future, after all!

You have to be treacherous when doing things.

Li Chengyu didn't hear it. After all, he was only 40 years old and couldn't be as smart as his uncle.

He thought it was normal, and not looking at the body would seem unprofessional.

only...

"The body is not in the Li Mansion." Li Chengyu looked embarrassed. "My father passed away not long ago, Chengqi also passed away, and this incident happened, making the people in the Li Mansion panic, so we dare not release it."

Uncle Jiu nodded. This was indeed the truth.

In less than ten days, three murders occurred in the entire Li Mansion. Anyone would have suspected that the family had offended some evil spirit, which was why everything was going wrong.

Corpses are dirty things, and except for close relatives, ordinary people avoid them. Who would keep one in their home

To the Li family, that man was just a cook.

Uncle Jiu felt a little embarrassed since he couldn't see the corpse. It was like going to a prostitute. If you didn't have some money with you, would the girl let you have sex for free

Without a corpse, Uncle Jiu had no other options.

"I think of someone!"

Li Chengyu slapped his head suddenly, "The night watchman, Old Chen, is still in my house, because he was lying at the door early in the morning, talking nonsense like a madman, but the blood talisman went out with him, so you are suspicious?"

He hesitated to speak.

According to the practice of wealthy families, they naturally locked Old Chen in the woodshed.

As for Old Chen’s opinion

A lonely night watchman, let alone being imprisoned for a few days, to put it bluntly, even if he died on the street, no one would even look at him.

Renjia Town is better. Every household has farmland, and they are all relatives, helping each other.

If you go to the county town and there aren't three or four people starving to death on the streets every day, that would be abnormal.

Sometimes it snows heavily and the people sweeping the streets start cursing the next day.

Because they had to move more than twenty dead bodies a day, they were exhausted and scared.

"lead the way!"

As soon as Uncle Jiu stood up, he suddenly thought of something. He called Li Chengyu and tore off a small piece of the blood talisman in his hand.

Then he picked up Russell again, pinched him with two fingers, and took out the little paper man from his arms.

Russell's face was full of resentment. Uncle Jiu took advantage of his youth and weakness and snatched his wife away.

No!

My Bai Yuekui!

Uncle Jiu folded his fingers, and Bai Yuekui disappeared, replaced by a small paper crane. He held the small paper crane in his left hand and the small fragments of the blood talisman in his right hand, and then put the two together.

Then blow gently.

The little paper crane suddenly seemed to come alive, flapping its wings and floating in the air, circling around Uncle Jiu.

“Oh my God, oh my God!”

Li Chengyu had never seen such a scene before and immediately started shouting and screaming, but his uncle was very steady.

The old man's cane fell to the ground, and Li Chengyu immediately stopped shouting.

"Chengyu, I'm a little tired. You follow me and listen more and talk less. Just do whatever Uncle Jiu tells you to do. Do you understand?"

"Don't worry, uncle! Cheng Yu understands."

Li Chengyu felt something was wrong when he looked at Uncle Jiu. He didn't look like a human being at all; he was simply an immortal from heaven who had descended to earth.

The admiration in his eyes could not be hidden, especially for Uncle Jiu, it was obvious that he was another little fanboy.

Uncle Jiu felt a little proud in his heart, but he remained calm on the surface. He pinched the small paper crane in his hand and waved it in front of Russell.

"how?"

Russell is an expert in making paper figures. It would take at least ten years to master Uncle Jiu's skill of folding a paper crane with one hand.

Thinking that his paper-made wife Bai Yuekui was gone, Russell looked completely hopeless.

Next time, I will hide my paper wife no matter what and never hold her in my arms again.

Woo woo!

Bad master!

The little paper crane was flying in the sky, and Uncle Jiu and others followed behind. Russell naturally followed as well. His little eyes kept squinting, and he had to think of a way to rescue his wife.

The paper crane was flying towards the courtyard, and the further it flew, the more admiring Li Chengyu's face became. His attitude towards Uncle Jiu became more respectful, and he was just short of burning a stick of incense to worship Uncle Jiu.

To be honest, Russell thinks this matter is reliable.

I don’t know whether it is useful to others.

If you provide for Uncle Jiu, at least the ghosts won't dare to knock on the door, the zombies will have to take a detour, and the goblins will curse you.

Of course, Uncle Jiu would definitely not be happy to be worshipped. Isn’t that like worshipping a dead person

The Li family is indeed a famous wealthy family in Renjia Town. The mansion is so huge that everyone followed the paper mansion and walked for half an incense stick, circling around and around, before finally arriving in front of a house.

Russell finally understood that ladies from wealthy families don't go out. When they go out, not only will they be exhausted, but it will also be dark.

The door was locked tightly and there were three people watching at the door. Li Chengyu didn't need to introduce himself. The nonsense in the room made it clear who was inside.

"I'm not a thief!"

"I'm not Lao Wang!"

"I'm not that red-haired old monster!"

"Donor lady, Bodhisattva lady, please don't come to me, don't come to me!"

Uncle Jiu put his hands behind his back, concentrated and calmed down, looking at the house. He looked up and down, left and right, but did not see anything unusual.

No abnormality is a big problem!

There are three most common reasons why Old Chen goes crazy.

One is that the soul is scared away by ghosts, which is often called fright. This happens often to young children, but less so to adults, but it cannot be said that it does not exist.

The second is that the person is possessed by a ghost and is not in a clear mind, so he naturally talks nonsense.

Third, there is illness, a serious illness.

Uncle Jiu thought about it and decided that judging from Old Chen's heartless character and the face he had seen not long ago, he didn't look like he was sick.

Regardless of the first or second type, Old Chen should be surrounded by black air, which is the foul air of ghosts.

But there is none of these.

Uncle Jiu became more and more certain that the incident was man-made, not caused by ghosts.

Who did it

Uncle Jiu couldn't make up his mind for a moment. The scope was a bit broad, and a suspect was needed to solve the case. What if there was no suspect

"Let me tell you, the Erxian Bridge is evil. I was fooled by it before. Seven of us went up there in the middle of the night and fell into the river with our car. We were really possessed by a ghost. In my opinion, it's most likely that the Erxian Bridge is causing trouble again this time!"

Before the person arrived, a familiar shout was heard. Russell found it particularly familiar and turned his head to take a look.

drink!

Old acquaintance.

Isn’t this Tan Baoan

Li Chengyu muttered quietly, "The story about the ghost car case yesterday was getting more and more bizarre, so the higher-ups sent someone to ask Tan Baoan to solve the case, and gave him a deadline."

He looked gloating, "If he can't break it, I'll fire him and make him go home and sell sweet potatoes!"

Russell curled his lips and said, "Oh, this is a rising sweet potato producer in Renjia Town, I just wonder how his cooking skills are."