Chapter 574 Tan Yong, why did you steal Chen Ping’s body?
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Jiu Yang Zhu Zhu
The person wearing a filial belt to stop Jiang Wan was the deceased's brother, named Liang Dayong.
He glanced at Jiang Wan with some disdain, but did not agree immediately.
His eyes swept across the crowd, as if he was looking for something. After a while, he turned back to Jiang Wan:
"You can have a look, but you can only look!"
Jiang Wan nodded.
The coffin was pushed away, and Jiang Wan walked over and looked inside. Sure enough, it was Chen Ping.
She breathed a sigh of relief.
She was waiting to take the person away, but now in full view of everyone, how could she take away the body?
Just when she was feeling worried, a woman's exclamation suddenly came from the room.
"Ah, gangster, I'll kill you!"
Before the voice fell, another crackling sound came from the room.
Jiang Wan was worried that He Shanhai would suffer if something went wrong, so she hurried in to check.
When he entered the house, he was shocked by the scene in front of him.
Originally, this small wing was not big, but now the room was in a mess, and there was no place to stand.
In this mess, He Shanhai covered his head and hid in the corner, and his cotton-padded jacket was a little messy.
A pretty little widow, dressed in mourning clothes, was holding down He Shanhai and beating him.
While beating him, he made a sad cry from his mouth.
Seeing Jiang Wan come in, He Shanhai hurriedly called for help: "Wanwan, come to my rescue and get this little bitch away. She's crazy!"
Jiang Wan heard this and rushed over to pull Zhao Xiaoxiu, but was surprised to find that she seemed to be in something wrong.
Under her pull, Zhao Xiaoxiu suddenly turned his head and glared at her fiercely.
What kind of eyes are they? The original black and white eyes have become cloudy, the pupils are full of madness, and the whites of the eyes are also covered with layers of red bloodshot eyes.
He Shanhai was right, this woman was crazy.
"Who are you and what is your relationship with him? Are you the little lover he is looking for outside?"
"He was the one who beat me and abused me domestically. Why didn't you let me resist?"
"Damn it, you all deserve to die!"
Zhao Xiaoxiu roared viciously, and his eyes kept changing, ranging from unwillingness to sadness to despair, and most of all, he wanted to eat Jiang Wan alive.
Jiang Wan waved her hands hurriedly: "I'm not stopping you, you continue, I just recognized the wrong person!"
Zhao Xiaoxiu looked at her suspiciously, but her pupils were getting bigger and bigger.
Just before she was about to lose her mind completely, she turned around and looked at He Shanhai fiercely, picked up a candlestick next to her, and smashed it on He Shanhai's head.
Smashing and roaring:
"You hit me? I let you hit me!"
He Shanhai couldn't help but cursed: "Fuck, Wanwan, please save me!"
As soon as he said these words, Zhao Xiaoxiu's body stiffened suddenly, her pupils shrank instantly, and the candlestick in her hand fell to the ground.
Her body went limp and fell to the ground.
After falling to the ground, He Shanhai clearly saw a silver needle stuck in her neck.
Any curse words that followed disappeared instantly.
"Wanwan, you did it!"
"Emma, you scared me to death just now. This bitch is mentally ill. It's so scary!"
Jiang Wan was silent and looked at Zhao Xiaoxiu with sadness in her eyes.
This girl was so violently abused at home that she became insane!
At this moment, a suona sound suddenly sounded, followed by sad cries that filled the sky.
Jiang Wan frowned and looked at He Shanhai: "Do you still play the suona when the dead are in mourning?"
He Shanhai shook his head: "No, you can only play the suona when you are out of spirit and when you are sent for cremation!"
After the words fell, the two looked at each other, seeing endless panic in each other's eyes.
"Fuck!" The two couldn't help but swore at the same time, turned around and rushed outside in unison.
When the two of them arrived outside, they were surprised to find that the coffin originally parked in front of the mourning hall was missing.
Jiang Wan hurriedly grabbed a half-year-old child who was packing things next to her and asked:
"Where's the coffin!"
The child glanced at Jiang Wan in confusion, but still replied:
"Go and be cremated!"
"Cremation is now advocated. I heard that the village will give a subsidy of eight yuan to those who take the initiative to be cremated."
"Fuck! Eight dollars!" She couldn't help but cursed. She didn't bother to greet He Shanhai, turned around and rushed outside.
Upon seeing this, He Shanhai also ran out. After running for a few steps, he seemed to think of something, then turned back, rode an unknown bicycle from the yard, and then chased him all the way out.
There is no crematorium near the village. If you want to be cremated, you have to go to the city.
He Shanhai soon saw Jiang Wan running wildly on the way, and he pulled Jiang Wan along the way. He kicked off sparks with both feet, but could not catch up with the cremation team.
Seeing that he was halfway through the road into the city, He Shanhai stopped.
Jiang Wan looked at him in surprise:
"Why don't you go?"
He Shanhai said: "There's something wrong. The corpses in this village are all sent to the funeral parlor, but the funeral parlor doesn't have a car to pick them up."
"If you want to send someone for cremation in the village, you can only put the coffin on an ox cart or a horse-drawn carriage and drive there."
"If you have money, you can find a tractor or a tricycle."
"But no matter which one it is, the speed is not that fast, not to mention the sound of suona along the way!"
"But look, we've been out here for a long time, where is the sound of the suona?"
Jiang Wan frowned, something was wrong.
After all, she was a foreigner and didn't know much about the situation here, so she didn't find any violation.
If He Shanhai hadn't been there, she would have chased him all the way to the city.
She asked silently: "When you say that, it seems that something is wrong."
"Although I didn't know when the cremation was supposed to be, when I was in the front yard, I asked to see the person in the coffin."
"They showed it to me, and I'm sure someone else saw it while I was watching it."
"Chen Ping is not the original owner, and the two look very different. Why didn't they notice that something was wrong with him!"
He Shanhai had an idea: "In other words, they know that the person inside is not Chen Ping."
"If they had known about it a long time ago, there are only two possibilities. One is that Zhao Xiaoxiu told them the truth."
"If it were this kind, they wouldn't cremate the body after we arrived and while they were negotiating the price."
Jiang Wan nodded: "Yes, you're right, it's definitely not like this."
He Shanhai continued: "If it's not this kind, then it's the second kind!"
Jiang Wan then added with clarity: "The second one should be someone who did it deliberately, with the purpose of cremating Chen Ping!"
As soon as these words came out, both of them were a little shocked.
The two of them turned around and went back without saying anything. He Shanhai's pedal kicked out sparks again, and they finally returned to Zhao Xiaoxiu's home.
When he came back, the whole yard was deserted, and even the child he saw in the yard before was gone.
"Where are the people?" He Shanhai asked in surprise.
Jiang Wan seemed to have thought of something and turned towards the house.
He glanced at Jiang Wan with some disdain, but did not agree immediately.
His eyes swept across the crowd, as if he was looking for something. After a while, he turned back to Jiang Wan:
"You can have a look, but you can only look!"
Jiang Wan nodded.
The coffin was pushed away, and Jiang Wan walked over and looked inside. Sure enough, it was Chen Ping.
She breathed a sigh of relief.
She was waiting to take the person away, but now in full view of everyone, how could she take away the body?
Just when she was feeling worried, a woman's exclamation suddenly came from the room.
"Ah, gangster, I'll kill you!"
Before the voice fell, another crackling sound came from the room.
Jiang Wan was worried that He Shanhai would suffer if something went wrong, so she hurried in to check.
When he entered the house, he was shocked by the scene in front of him.
Originally, this small wing was not big, but now the room was in a mess, and there was no place to stand.
In this mess, He Shanhai covered his head and hid in the corner, and his cotton-padded jacket was a little messy.
A pretty little widow, dressed in mourning clothes, was holding down He Shanhai and beating him.
While beating him, he made a sad cry from his mouth.
Seeing Jiang Wan come in, He Shanhai hurriedly called for help: "Wanwan, come to my rescue and get this little bitch away. She's crazy!"
Jiang Wan heard this and rushed over to pull Zhao Xiaoxiu, but was surprised to find that she seemed to be in something wrong.
Under her pull, Zhao Xiaoxiu suddenly turned his head and glared at her fiercely.
What kind of eyes are they? The original black and white eyes have become cloudy, the pupils are full of madness, and the whites of the eyes are also covered with layers of red bloodshot eyes.
He Shanhai was right, this woman was crazy.
"Who are you and what is your relationship with him? Are you the little lover he is looking for outside?"
"He was the one who beat me and abused me domestically. Why didn't you let me resist?"
"Damn it, you all deserve to die!"
Zhao Xiaoxiu roared viciously, and his eyes kept changing, ranging from unwillingness to sadness to despair, and most of all, he wanted to eat Jiang Wan alive.
Jiang Wan waved her hands hurriedly: "I'm not stopping you, you continue, I just recognized the wrong person!"
Zhao Xiaoxiu looked at her suspiciously, but her pupils were getting bigger and bigger.
Just before she was about to lose her mind completely, she turned around and looked at He Shanhai fiercely, picked up a candlestick next to her, and smashed it on He Shanhai's head.
Smashing and roaring:
"You hit me? I let you hit me!"
He Shanhai couldn't help but cursed: "Fuck, Wanwan, please save me!"
As soon as he said these words, Zhao Xiaoxiu's body stiffened suddenly, her pupils shrank instantly, and the candlestick in her hand fell to the ground.
Her body went limp and fell to the ground.
After falling to the ground, He Shanhai clearly saw a silver needle stuck in her neck.
Any curse words that followed disappeared instantly.
"Wanwan, you did it!"
"Emma, you scared me to death just now. This bitch is mentally ill. It's so scary!"
Jiang Wan was silent and looked at Zhao Xiaoxiu with sadness in her eyes.
This girl was so violently abused at home that she became insane!
At this moment, a suona sound suddenly sounded, followed by sad cries that filled the sky.
Jiang Wan frowned and looked at He Shanhai: "Do you still play the suona when the dead are in mourning?"
He Shanhai shook his head: "No, you can only play the suona when you are out of spirit and when you are sent for cremation!"
After the words fell, the two looked at each other, seeing endless panic in each other's eyes.
"Fuck!" The two couldn't help but swore at the same time, turned around and rushed outside in unison.
When the two of them arrived outside, they were surprised to find that the coffin originally parked in front of the mourning hall was missing.
Jiang Wan hurriedly grabbed a half-year-old child who was packing things next to her and asked:
"Where's the coffin!"
The child glanced at Jiang Wan in confusion, but still replied:
"Go and be cremated!"
"Cremation is now advocated. I heard that the village will give a subsidy of eight yuan to those who take the initiative to be cremated."
"Fuck! Eight dollars!" She couldn't help but cursed. She didn't bother to greet He Shanhai, turned around and rushed outside.
Upon seeing this, He Shanhai also ran out. After running for a few steps, he seemed to think of something, then turned back, rode an unknown bicycle from the yard, and then chased him all the way out.
There is no crematorium near the village. If you want to be cremated, you have to go to the city.
He Shanhai soon saw Jiang Wan running wildly on the way, and he pulled Jiang Wan along the way. He kicked off sparks with both feet, but could not catch up with the cremation team.
Seeing that he was halfway through the road into the city, He Shanhai stopped.
Jiang Wan looked at him in surprise:
"Why don't you go?"
He Shanhai said: "There's something wrong. The corpses in this village are all sent to the funeral parlor, but the funeral parlor doesn't have a car to pick them up."
"If you want to send someone for cremation in the village, you can only put the coffin on an ox cart or a horse-drawn carriage and drive there."
"If you have money, you can find a tractor or a tricycle."
"But no matter which one it is, the speed is not that fast, not to mention the sound of suona along the way!"
"But look, we've been out here for a long time, where is the sound of the suona?"
Jiang Wan frowned, something was wrong.
After all, she was a foreigner and didn't know much about the situation here, so she didn't find any violation.
If He Shanhai hadn't been there, she would have chased him all the way to the city.
She asked silently: "When you say that, it seems that something is wrong."
"Although I didn't know when the cremation was supposed to be, when I was in the front yard, I asked to see the person in the coffin."
"They showed it to me, and I'm sure someone else saw it while I was watching it."
"Chen Ping is not the original owner, and the two look very different. Why didn't they notice that something was wrong with him!"
He Shanhai had an idea: "In other words, they know that the person inside is not Chen Ping."
"If they had known about it a long time ago, there are only two possibilities. One is that Zhao Xiaoxiu told them the truth."
"If it were this kind, they wouldn't cremate the body after we arrived and while they were negotiating the price."
Jiang Wan nodded: "Yes, you're right, it's definitely not like this."
He Shanhai continued: "If it's not this kind, then it's the second kind!"
Jiang Wan then added with clarity: "The second one should be someone who did it deliberately, with the purpose of cremating Chen Ping!"
As soon as these words came out, both of them were a little shocked.
The two of them turned around and went back without saying anything. He Shanhai's pedal kicked out sparks again, and they finally returned to Zhao Xiaoxiu's home.
When he came back, the whole yard was deserted, and even the child he saw in the yard before was gone.
"Where are the people?" He Shanhai asked in surprise.
Jiang Wan seemed to have thought of something and turned towards the house.
