No matter how Grandma Jiang repeatedly guaranteed that what she said was true, everyone just responded perfunctorily, hoping that this incident would be exposed quickly so that she would not continue to say something disrespectful to the dead.

In June, no matter how big the sun is in Lingnan during the day, it is extremely cool at night. The white fog in the mountains and forests looks a bit fairy-like in the night, but it is a miasma that outsiders dare not be good at breaking through.

Only at night, the forest where no one dares to break into becomes a paradise for various small animals, with insects, birds, apes crying, which scares the night walkers so much that they dare not come out.

Feeling the tense atmosphere of everyone, Old Mrs. Jiang finally closed her mouth.

The yamen runners opened the road with lanterns from the charity village, and six coffins were passed by, so the bandits dared not come out to try their luck.

Chen Yuan took the opportunity to close her eyes and rest. When she was woken up by Zeng Shuisheng, she could already see the charity village.

At the gate of Yizhuang, two glowing white lanterns swing in the wind, as if guiding the lonely and helpless ghosts.

The long fire dragon stopped at the gate, and felt relieved all the way and rushed forward and knocked on the gate of the Yizhuang Village.

Not long after, Uncle Zhuang opened the door and glanced at the tired crowd outside the door. Perhaps he had seen too many separations in the charity village, and his eyes were very indifferent under his messy hair.

There was no curiosity and pity for the newly arrived six-mouthed black coffin.

He spoke with a rough voice, "Come in."

No matter how anxious I was to the charity village along the way, I really entered the gloomy and cold charity village, the young men in Xiyuan Village just wanted to put down the coffin and started running.

The lobby of the charity village has been packed out and left to the six coffins to park and pay tribute.

When the young man in Xiyuan Village parked the coffin one by one, Uncle Zhuang was like a charlatan, scattering a circle of paper money around the coffin, muttering something, but Chen Yuan couldn't understand it.

After all the six coffins were parked, Uncle Zhuang lit three incense sticks and inserted them on the incense burner in front of the shrine. He held his hand and said to the young man in Xiyuan Village, "Burn incense sticks, bow your mouth, and go home by yourself after you have the heart.

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The young men in Xiyuan Village followed his example, took three incense sticks and lit them, inserted them sincerely on the incense burner, bowed one by one to bid farewell to the dead, and then left the Yizhuang in a swarm.

Even though so many people flocked to the charity village just now, it did not add much fun to the charity village, because no one dared to make noise in the charity village, just for fear of waking up the sleeping ghosts.

Now that they have left, the charity village has returned to their usual desertion.

If everyone doesn’t speak out on their own initiative, the taciturn Uncle Zhuang will not talk to anyone.

Ma Li wanted to explain twice, but he saw that Uncle Zhuang had already opened a coffin and looked in, "..."

"Uncle Zhuang, this family of six is ​​terrible death. You have to help them dress up, hey."

Uncle Zhuang nodded silently.

"I will ride back to the county government immediately and call the coroner to come. I have to stay busy all night in this charity village. You can arrange a room here first and arrange the old lady Jiang." When she mentioned the old lady Jiang, she was so powerful that she was very powerful.

He pursed his lips and looked back at the white-haired old lady who was unwilling to enter the lobby or dared not leave too far.

The autopsy must be examined as soon as possible in the criminal law. Uncle Zhuang understands this principle and is not impatient. "The Yizhuang is empty and there are few people, so I can't look at her all the time."

"I will have someone protect her." According to Ma Li's previous thoughts, Old Lady Jiang should have taken her to the county government for interrogation, and the county government is safer.

Now, he strongly agreed with Yu Bantou's intention, and the old lady stayed in the charity village to let her say something bad to the ghost, so as not to make the county government messy.

"Okay." Uncle Zhuang limped towards the door and said to Old Mrs. Jiang, "Come with me."

The elderly can't stand the trouble. Old Mrs. Jiang said it for a long time before, but now she is already depressed. She knows that Uncle Zhuang took her to rest. No matter how disgusting the bad luck like Yizhuang, she will be honest in the end.

Follow Uncle Zhuang.

In order to avoid the murderer who might intervene in the coffin transport team, so many yamen runners were sent to escort. At this moment, the young people in Xiyuan Village were leaving clean, and there was no need for the yamen runners to stay in the charity village.

Ma Li's eyes swept through his colleagues one by one. It was impossible for him and Sun Aniu to stay. It was not good to only keep the soap class and the brothers in the Zhuang class.

"Brothers, A Niu and I can't stand it anymore. We always feel itchy and smelly all over, as if we were accidentally touched by maggots on the corpse. We must go home quickly to bathe incense." Mali didn't lie,

He scratched his arms and back for a while.

He is not the head of the class, so he cannot directly issue orders to other yamen runners. He can only beg his brothers to be kind, "I'll let Shui Sheng stay and protect Mrs. Jiang. Look, which brother is good, stay and help me.

?There is no need to be a side, just guard the door. When we return to the county government, the coroner will bring people over and leave."

Wu Lei from the sturdy class hugged Jiang Cheng's arm, "The brothers from the sharp class are doing this job."

Yan Xiaoliu and Zheng Huai were a little angry but they refused to work on themselves. They glared at the two men with the same hatred of the enemy, "We want to guard the gate and guard the county government gate, and we will open the way for the magistrate. Your squad has no specific one.

Tolerance, wherever you need to make up for it, guarding the entrance of the lobby of the charity village, will be better.”

The fast class, the soap class, the strong class, and the strong class are all yamen runners, but the quick-president arrests have made great contributions to the arrest of prisoners, and the soap class is closer to the magistrate, and the strong class is mostly doing chores, which seems a bit marginal.

Seeing that the four of them in two squads started to quarrel, Ma Li sighed, but he didn't want to hurt his brothers' kindness because of himself, "Everyone, please don't argue about this, brothers, forget it, let me guard it,

You should hurry back to the county government, it will be only a while."

The only conflict was gone, and the four of them immediately stopped.

Sun Aniu couldn't stand the style of these four people and said to Ma Li, "Brother Ma, go back, my sister-in-law is still waiting for you at home. I'm alone, I'll guard it."

Thinking of his wife at home, Ma Li finally stopped refusing and patted Sun Aniu on the shoulder, "Brother, I'll invite you to drink somewhere else!"

"That's necessary." Sun Aniu responded with a smile. It is appropriate for brothers to help each other. On weekdays, Brother Mali also takes good care of him.

As soon as the yamen runners left, the charity village became even more deserted. Sun Aniu closed the gate of the charity village, pulled the door bolt, yawned, and guarded the gate.

At this time, Chen Yuan had already fallen asleep in the room provided by the coroner in the charity village.

I don’t know which adult would be sent to be the coroner today. It would take one or two hours to wait for the yamen runners to wake up the adult and then clean up the carriage. She would not be able to take the autopsy without sleeping.

Why not sleep?

I was sleeping in a daze, and suddenly I heard a scream, which resounded so hard that it ran through the Yizhuang, scaring Chen Yuan to wake up from her sleep.

"Ghost!"
Chapter completed!