Immortal Voices

Chapter 352: Innocent

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Cui Tianning checked around the mountainside, stepped up to the front of the trap, and hit the trap with his palm, smashing the raised bamboo tips.

Without the sharp bamboo pole, he fell into the trap lightly.

After he carefully checked the surrounding arrangements, he seriously examined the autopsy for the mother and son.

After examining the body, the doubts between Cui Tianning's brows deepened.

It seems that the mother and son fell accidentally, but can't they see such a big trap

Furthermore, the villagers should all know the traps in the village, how could they still fall.

He tiptoed a little and flew out of the trap.

"Did Master Cui find anything?" the village chief asked anxiously.

Cui Tianning took the white silk cloth and wiped his hands from the accompanying catching fast, and said indifferently: "I will not mention what I found, can the village chief tell me who made this trap?"

The village chief's face froze, and when he opened his mouth to perfunctory, he heard Cui Tianning impatiently say: "If you lie to me, the village chief will not open his mouth. Now that five people have died, is the village chief still not telling the truth?"

He instructed a few arresters to take out the two corpses in the trap. The tragic death made Qian Liu and other villagers feel a chill in their hearts, and they were terrified.

They vaguely remembered that the young man died like this a year ago, and was then thrown into the mass grave and buried by them. This exact same way of dying made them think more.

Seeing the expressions of the villagers, Cui Tianning clearly found out what the villagers were hiding.

He threw the white silk cloth into the trap casually, and said indifferently, "If you don't talk about it again, I won't care if someone dies in the future."

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of Qian Liu and the others changed slightly.

They don't think the female ghost's revenge will stop casually. If the people in the court don't care, can they just wait to die

Seeing the expressions of everyone, the village sighed, as if it were a dozen years old, and finally said, "I will tell you everything your lord wants to know."

Inside the Temple of Immortals, Rong Xian sat on a chair and practiced calligraphy. What she wrote was the immortal book she had seen before.

Well, in addition to being funny, Rong Xian will occasionally do some boring things.

A gust of wind suddenly hit, blowing the white paper she just laid out.

Rong Xian re-laid the paper in a good-natured manner, and said without raising her head, "Looking at your flamboyant appearance, I think you brought me interesting news."

Rong Chan threw her arm and accidentally threw it out, hitting Rong Xian.

Rong Chan shrank her head with a guilty conscience, and saw that her sister let the arm pass through her body without changing her face, but her tone sank: "Etiquette, Rong Chan."

Rong Chan: "..." I still didn't scare my sister, and I didn't have a sense of accomplishment.

She said vaguely, "Tie Chaotou and Cui Chaotou are here."

When it comes to the two arresting heads, she obviously disagrees: "At the beginning, Tie Ying knew that there was something strange in the death of eldest brother, but he did not continue to investigate. He was so timid and fearful that this arresting head was really useless."

Rong Xian earnestly wrote the story she had just read on the paper, her tone was as indifferent as white water: "When the dead can't speak out to avenge their grievances, and the living continue to obliterate their conscience, then raise the butcher's knife and use evil to defeat evil. "

She raised her head, showed a warm smile towards Rong Chan, and said, "If you can't rely on others, do it yourself."

After listening carefully, Rong Chan nodded in agreement, "Sister is right."

Rong Xian casually threw the paper she had just written into the brazier. The breeze blew the small bells on both sides of the Temple of Immortals, and the clanging sound was particularly pleasant.

The corners of Rong Xian's mouth twitched, and she said slowly, "I have guests, and I will encourage you to play the sheng."

Rong Chan wondered: "Are there any guests coming? Why didn't I see it."

Rong Xian said meaningfully: "Use your brain, Chan'er."

Those two are the chief arresters from the capital, so they must have the ability. It will be a matter of time before she finds out. All she needs to do is wait, and then find a way to make the guests feel at home.

Rong Chan's mind quickly turned around, and she asked worriedly, "Sister, will the chief inspector arrest you?"

Rong Xian glanced at her sideways and said slowly, "What did they arrest me for, did I kill someone?"

Rong Chan shook his head: "I killed people, it has nothing to do with my sister."

Rong Xian smiled slightly: "It's okay, if I want to arrest you, I'm just an innocent person."

Rongchan: Although what her sister said was true, she always felt something strange.

At the village chief's house, after listening to what the village chief said, the blue veins on Cui Tianning's forehead throbbed violently, and his eyes were full of anger.

He never thought that the young master and second daughter of the Rong family had died here, and they died so miserably. He pointed at the village chief and was speechless for a long time.

The village chief also knew that what they did was inauthentic, but no matter what, the villagers could not continue to die.

He knelt on the ground with a 'pop', kowtowed a few times, his forehead was red and swollen, and then said: "Master Cui, please save the villagers, eight people have died in the village now, and the villagers are panicking. No one knows who will die next time, please ask Lord Cui to save me and wait."

Cui Tianning said with a cold face, "Why didn't you think about sparing the lives of those two young people when you murdered and mutilated the corpses, what a shame!"

The village chief smiled bitterly and said: "Master Cui, Caomin is willing to bury the two brothers and sisters together. Caomin will bear all the sins, and please ask Master Cui to save the others."

Cui Tianning was silent for a long time, but he finally asked in a compromising manner: "You said that a young master who is very similar to Rong Chan came to the village yesterday?"

The village chief nodded and said weakly: "Yes, Wang Daniu, Li Yang and Zhang Laizi saw it with their own eyes. Since that person entered the village yesterday, eight people have died, one person has gone crazy, and one person is missing."

After a pause, he said, "Zhang Laizi is the one who lost his mind today. Li Yang has already drowned, and only Wang Daniu is still alive."

After listening to Cui Tianning, he knew that he could not delay any longer.

He said, "If I'm not mistaken, that one should be the lady of the Rong family disguised as a man."

Cui Tianning said solemnly: "Those who died have no direct evidence to prove that it was that person's hand, but you sent people up the mountain to prepare to kill."

The village chief crawls on the ground, his pale hair makes people sad: "Master Cui, I already know I'm wrong, please help Master Cui."

At this time, Tie Ying's voice came from outside the door, and he came back with the body of the Sun family's daughter-in-law.

Cui Tianning hurriedly walked out the door and exchanged information with Tie Ying.

He knew that the daughter-in-law of the Sun family was scared to death, Tie Ying knew that the mother and son of the Li family died in a trap they set, and even more that the brothers and sisters of the Rong family died here.

He clenched his fist tightly, resisting not hitting the village chief in the face.

"Let's go to the Immortal Temple to see if Miss Rong is there." Tie Ying said with a gloomy face.

Cui Tianning knew that he felt guilty about the Rong family, and anxiously wanted to know if the eldest lady was okay.

Cui Tianning followed his words and replied, "Okay."

The village chief looked at the silhouette of their group of people leaving, and an inexplicable light flashed in his eyes.

Rong Chan: I have to pay attention to etiquette as a ghost.

(End of this chapter)