The villagers did not dare to approach the maddening woman anymore, and a sense of fear came from them.
"Yes, I have no reason not to believe it! Qian Motu, does the death of my son Li Baohu have anything to do with you?"
Li Wushu's eyes stared at Qian Motu as if to breathe fire.
"The death of Li Baohu has nothing to do with me."
Qian Motu shook her head firmly. After she said this, she carefully looked at everyone's eyes and was sure that everyone regarded him as a wife who killed her husband, and a look of relief appeared in her eyes.
Turning his head to look at me, all the emotions on Qian Motu's face have converged, sadness, anger, and other emotions are gone, replaced by absolute peace, and there is no more sadness than a sense of death.
"mother!"
The beautiful girl Li Panyi looked at her mother with tears in her eyes, and shouted in despair.
"No, mother."
Li Panchuan seemed to realize something and wanted to stop Qian Motu from speaking.
Qian Motu waved his hand, beckoning his children not to stop him, and then slowly stood up.
Her spine was straight, her eyes suddenly screamed, and she said, "Li Fangyang Damn! Your analysis is correct, he was killed by me!"
"Really you did it?"
"how can that be possible?"
"Why are you doing this badly? Brother Sheep, you are so wronged to die!"
This immediately detonated everyone's emotions. The villagers pointed to Qian Motu and said everything.
"Quiet, you fell your head. If you don't want to die, just shut up."
I shook my head in secret and yelled out.
"Uh?"
The villagers realized that they were on the verge of death. At this time, they blamed Qian Motu, who is a master of sorcery. Isn't this looking for death
Thinking of this, everyone covered their mouths, their eyes were frightened, and they didn't dare to say a word.
Li Wushu didn't care about this. It seemed that he had a very good relationship with the dead Li Fangyang.
He pointed to Qian Mo and roared: "Why are you going to kill the sheep? Li Fangyang is handsome and talented. I don't know how many girls and daughters in the villages have a crush on him, but in the end he married you, who looks plain, and he didn't know how to envy him back then. How many girls. It’s good for you. You don’t know the blessings when you are in the blessing, and you have committed the murder of your husband.
When, that is the end of the pig cage! "
Li Wushu cursed regardless.
"Village Chief Li, don’t be restless, haven’t you figured it out yet, Li Fangyang and Qian Motu are so different in appearance, why did he have to marry Qian Motu when he was begging for nothing? Is the appearance or the property? Or, in other words, there is a real relationship between the two of them?"
I patted Li Wushu on the shoulder and gave a reminder.
It's not that I judge people by their appearance. In fact, just by looking at the incomparably outstanding appearance of the young Li Panchuan, I can imagine how outstanding Li Fangyang was back then. With so many beautiful girls in love, Qian Motu really has no advantage.
"what?"
Everyone was surprised, and then suddenly looked at Qian Motu.
Li Wushu's eyes widened, and his rosacea fluttered a few times: "I understand, I finally understand! Qian Motu, did you use sorcery on herding sheep back then? That's why he was so obsessed with marrying you! "
"Let me just say, Fang Sheep's heart is so arrogant and arrogant. He doesn't want the most beautiful girl in the neighboring village. How can he fall in love with you? At that time, the Feng Village where you came alone had no parents or brothers, let alone. Any family property that shepherds sheep but wants to marry you? Understand, I understand."
Li Wushu was so angry that he could hardly suppress it.
Qian Motu's face was completely black.
She suddenly yelled: "Nonsense, you are talking nonsense. Sheep loves me! You see, I gave him three precious children. Is it possible without true love? Sheep love me the most, only love I'm alone, he doesn't even look at other women!"
Qian Motu yelled frantically, and the scared villagers stepped back and squeezed into the corner.
"Sister Qian, why bother to deceive yourself now? Li Fangyang has never liked you, not only doesn't like you, but also afraid of you, but also wants to leave you, and there are people outside behind you, right?"
I stood in front of Qian Motu and confronted her with a cold tone.
The madness escaped from Qian Motu's weak body. With a puff, she sat down on the ground, and then hid her face and cried.
"Why don't I have the talent, ohhhh! Not enough mana, that boring skill, obviously made him like me, the children have given birth to three, why
Suddenly reduced effectiveness? "
"He is starting to wake up, he wants to run away, he is afraid of me, avoiding me, he has another woman. I hate, I hate...! I am not reconciled, I am angry, angrily want to break this world!"
"He is unfaithful to me, he must die! Yes, he must be killed! Want to leave me? Daydreaming, herding sheep, you are mine, always belong to me, no one wants to take it away!"
Qian Motu sat there, crying and yelling, and what he said made people shudder!
Everyone was shocked by this Qian Mo.
A woman with such a terrible possession, who is not afraid? Besides, she can do sorcery!
"Skilled?" I murmured.
Suddenly, the so-called disgusting technique should be the overwhelming technique, but a kind of curse technique. But ordinary people have to pay a huge price if they want to use it to shock others.
Looking at Qian Motu's state, there is definitely not much left in Yangshou, and the loss of essence and blood is too great, and the body is too weak, all of which are the consequences of forcibly performing the boring technique.
If she has the power of her own, that is another matter.
Listening to Qian Motu's words, after she came to Fengcun to settle down, at least, she had performed annoying skills twice.
The first time was the sorcery that was able to curse Li's consciousness of herding sheep, which could make him like Qian Motu.
The second time was the straw dummy in the cave.
That thing is a magic-weary town, cast a spell on it, and Li Fangyang can be shaken to death.
The result was indeed the same. During a certain road construction process, Li Fangyang died unexpectedly.
It can be confirmed at this moment, not an accident, but a man-made disaster.
These two casts of boring skills basically emptied Qian Motu's body, and even her soul would be damaged. It was absolutely impossible for her to perform the third powerful boring skills.
Not to mention, all the people in Bee Village are not tired of skill, but descending skill.
Therefore, there are definitely two groups of people stirring the wind and the rain.
I squatted down in front of Qian Motu and asked in a dark voice, "Sister Qian, how did you learn the art of disgust? This inheritance is not Chinese cabbage, it is impossible to learn it at will."
Qian Motu suddenly had clear eyes, looked at me alertly, smiled suddenly, and said softly, "No comment."
I almost ran away angrily, and pointed to her nose, not knowing what to say.
(End of this chapter)