Chapter Three Stripping the Cocoon

"No, I'm already here." A man's voice suddenly sounded.

Wang Changsheng walked in, and Wang Qiusheng followed behind him.

"This old man is Wang Qingyun, the mayor of Wangjia Town, and he is paying homage to the Celestial Master." Wang Qingyun bowed to Wang Changsheng and said respectfully.

"Meet the Celestial Master."

Seeing this situation, other royal family members saluted one after another.

"One pen can't write two Wang characters, so don't be so pretentious, tell me what happened!" Wang Changsheng waved his hand and said in a pleasant manner.

Wang Qingyun nodded and looked at Wang Qiusheng.

Wang Qiusheng understood what Wang Qingyun meant, and explained: "Third Uncle, Ninth Uncle learned that Wangjia Town is haunted by ghosts, so he didn't even have time to eat, so he rushed over immediately."

Wang Qingyun understood, and said in a respectful voice: "Uncle Jiu, this is the case. Half a month ago, a member of the tribe was found dead at home in the morning without any injuries. I thought it was a murder case, so my nephew let Tianlongtian Hu and the others tracked down the real culprit, but they still had no clue, and the case did not progress. In the next half month, people from the tribe were killed one after another. Only then did the nephew realize that something was wrong, and hurriedly sent someone to send a letter to Uncle Jiu. Unexpectedly, Uncle Jiu rushed over so quickly."

After listening to Wang Qingyun's statement, Wang Changsheng frowned, and asked solemnly: "You said just now that people from the clan were killed one after another? All the people who were killed were members of the Wang family?"

This matter was more serious than Wang Changsheng had imagined. It was nothing if there were ghosts in the Wang family town. If someone was targeting the Wang family, the nature would be different.

"That's right, so far, a total of nine members of the tribe have been killed, without exception. The dead were all killed at night, and they all died at home. Possibly a ghost."

Wang Changsheng frowned. According to Wang Qingyun, the murderer must have been a ghost.

As far as he knows, ghosts naturally like to suck the essence of living people to feed themselves. If the essence of living people is sucked too much, their lives are in danger.

This ghost may be local or foreign, the former is fine, but the latter is troublesome.

Wang Changsheng thought for a while, and asked, "Is there a mass grave in Wangjia Town? Or did something particularly strange happen?"

"There are no mass burials in this town. There were immortal cultivators in our ancestors. Mass burials will accumulate Yin Qi and ghosts will easily appear. If someone dies and no one is buried, my nephew will send someone to burn the body. Random burials are never allowed. Mass burials, nothing strange has happened recently!" Wang Qingyun replied 1510.

"No, Uncle San, more than a month ago, Xiaofeng, the tofu Xi Shi, disappeared." The chubby policeman hesitated for a moment and reminded.

Wang Changsheng frowned, and asked in a deep voice: "Missing? Has anyone been found yet? What is the origin of this tofu Xishi? Is it also from the Wang family?"

"No, Uncle Nine, Xiaofeng is not from the royal family. She is eighteen years old and looks more youthful. There is also a blind old woman in the family. Xiaofeng sells tofu for a living, so she was nicknamed "Tofu Xishi". More than a month ago, Xiaofeng suddenly stopped going out of the stall because her mother was weak and sick. Xiaofeng had to take care of her mother. When I came to the door, I found that Xiaofeng's mother was dead, but Xiaofeng was not at home. My nephew sent someone to search for it for a while, but they couldn't find Xiaofeng, so they burned the body."

"How did Xiaofeng's mother die?"

"After the inspection, her mother was starved to death. Xiaofeng has depended on her mother since she was a child. It is impossible for her to leave her mother. This case has been investigated for more than a month without any clues, so it will be over. Xiaofeng Not long after her mother died, some members of the clan were killed."

"San uncle, it's not that Xiaofeng's mother came back to seek revenge on us! We never harmed her before we were alive! The year before last, Xiaofeng's family couldn't open the pot, so I sent her ten catties of white rice! She came to harm us when she died. , repay kindness with revenge." Wang Tianhu said with some dissatisfaction.

Wang Qingyun glared at Wang Tianhu, and reprimanded unceremoniously: "You still have the face to say that you threatened Xiaofeng and wanted her to marry you, but Xiaofeng refused, so you took back the ten catties of white rice? "

"Is there such a thing?" Wang Changsheng looked at Wang Tianhu with doubts on his face.

When Wang Tianhu saw Wang Changsheng looking over, his face tightened, and he said honestly, "It happened, but I didn't bother Xiaofeng anymore, so I can't just come back and seek revenge on us because of this! Li Ermazi even peeked at Xiaofeng Feng is taking a bath! If her mother turned into a ghost and came back to take revenge, why didn't she look for Li Ermazi? Li Ermazi is still alive and well!"

"Li Ermazi? Send someone to find him. I have something to ask him."

Wang Qingyun nodded, and told the middle-aged man beside him, "Qiu Xian, go and get Li Ermazi here."

The middle-aged man responded, turned and left.

Wang Changsheng pondered for a moment, then asked:

"Did anything strange happen before Xiaofeng disappeared? Or was there any sign?"

Wang Qingyun shook his head, looked at the others, and asked, "Do you know? Tell Uncle Jiu if you know it. If you dare to conceal the truth, you will be punished severely."

"have no idea."

The members of the Wang family present shook their heads and said in unison.

They have their own lives, it is impossible to stare at Xiaofeng every day.

Wang Changsheng looked at Wang Tianhu and said, "What about you! You like Xiaofeng, do you know that?"

Wang Tianhu shook his head, and said seriously: "My grandson works in the yamen on weekdays, so it's impossible to stare at Xiaofeng every day. I failed to propose a marriage before, and my family told me about a marriage. I just got married, so how dare I provoke Xiaofeng."

At this time, Wang Qiuxian walked in with a middle-aged man with pockmarked face.

The middle-aged man's face was as long as a horse's face, his eyes were extremely small, and his face was covered with pockmarks, giving him a dirty look.

Wang Changsheng looked at the middle-aged man, frowned and asked, "You are Li Ermazi? Does Xiaofeng's disappearance have anything to do with you?"

"Hei Fatty has asked me several times, why do you keep asking? They said it has nothing to do with me, I just watched her take a shower, but her disappearance has nothing to do with me." Li Ermazi grinned, showing yellow teeth , disgusting.

"Li Ermazi, keep your mouth clean. The person in front of you is my ninth uncle." Wang Qiuxian frowned and reprimanded unceremoniously.

"Your Ninth Uncle is not my Ninth Uncle, he's doing my shit!" Li Ermazi disagreed.

Wang Tianhu's face turned cold, and he said with a gloomy face: "Li Ermazi, I advise you to keep your mouth clean. If the Ninth Great-Grandfather asks you, you should answer honestly. If you want to be imprisoned, just say so."

After hearing this, Li Ermazi said reluctantly, "Ask if you have any questions! I promise to answer honestly."