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Chapter 018 My Son Was Killed

Shen Qingqing threw the talisman at Li Xiu, and at the same time, her fingertips flew and pinched the soul-sending technique.

The spell stayed in front of Li Xiu's forehead for a moment, and eventually turned into a wisp of smoke, and Li Xiu's figure gradually dissipated along with the wisp of smoke.

The woman knelt on the ground and let out a shrill wail.

When the ashes fall to the ground, all the grudges, love and hate disappear.

Shen Qingqing handed the silver hairpin to the woman, "Please express my condolences."

The woman held the hairpin and cried until she was hoarse, muttering Li Xiu's name all the time.

Shen Qingqing turned her head and stopped looking at her, feeling sour and uncomfortable in her heart.

She didn't sympathize with the woman in front of her. What she ended up with today was all the woman's own choice.

It's just a pity that Li Xiu fell victim to feudal ideas at a young age.

She sighed softly, turned and left.

When I got on the bullock cart, I suddenly heard the mad scream of the old woman behind me, followed by a loud noise and the woman's scream.

Wang Mazi's wife rushed out of Li's house with a white face, quickly climbed onto the bullock cart, covered her heart and trembled: "The old woman hit the wall and died, she ran out of breath on the spot!"

"Having done such an unforgivable thing, it would be weird if she could still live well."

Wang Mazi's wife felt her heart skip a beat when she heard that. She followed her husband's lead and did a lot of immoral things behind his back. If Shen Qingqing said it was true, wouldn't she also be in trouble?

Thinking of this, she almost burst into tears. She hugged Shen Qingqing's arm and cried, "Fairy Shen, please save me. I'm still young and I don't want to die!"

Shen Qingqing pushed her aside in disgust, "Every injustice has its own owner, and every debt has its owner. If you owe it to someone, just pay it back to whomever you owe it to. What's the use of crying here?"

After saying that, he urged the boss of the Wang family with a cold face, "Stop delaying and go back quickly."

Li Xiu's matter has been resolved. Let's go back and check Wang Mazi's physical condition. If there is no problem, she can take the money and leave.

When they returned to Wang's house, Wang Mazi had already woken up and was leaning against the bed pillar, drinking rice porridge.

Shen Qingqing observed his complexion. There was still a layer of black air between his eyebrows, but there were faint signs of dissipating. It seemed that Li Xiu had not done anything to him, but because he had stayed with the Yin people for too long, his body was contaminated.

It's just yin energy. If you go back and get some sunshine, you'll be fine.

Wang Mazi couldn't believe what she said, "You just need to bask in the sun and don't need to do anything else?"

"What else do you want to do?"

"No." Wang Mazi took a step forward anxiously, "My body is covered with red marks from being pinched by ghosts. Why don't you help me heal it?"

Shen Qingqing frowned, "Where is the red seal?"

Wang Mazi immediately rolled up his sleeves, "Look, my arms, thighs, and chest are all covered with red marks like this!"

Shen Qingqing lowered her eyes and glanced twice, raised one corner of her lips, with a helpless expression, as if she was looking at someone mentally retarded, "Didn't you catch it yourself? It was a hot day and you covered yourself with a thick quilt, covering yourself with prickly heat. You couldn't stand the itching."

Catch him badly, and then put the blame on the devil."

This wave of operations is truly speechless.

Wang Mazi looked back at the two layers of quilts on his bed, and scratched his face in embarrassment, "You can't blame me for that. Who let that female ghost scream in my ears every day, until I feel cold..."

"Go back and find a doctor to prescribe some medicine to relieve prickly heat and relieve itching, and take a look at your brain at the same time."

Shen Qingqing gave him a disdainful glance, walked out of the east room, and winked at Mrs. Wang who was standing by, "Where's the money?"

Mrs. Wang smiled and rubbed her hands, "Fairy Shen, fifty taels of silver is a bit much... I heard from the third child that you took ten taels of silver from him the day before yesterday. Can I give you forty taels this time?"

Shen Qingqing looked back at her with a smile, "I have a kid here that I haven't had time to send away. Do you think it's okay to keep him as a companion for your precious son?"

Mrs. Wang immediately fell silent and obediently took out a purse from her arms.

Shen Qingqing took the purse out of her hand, poured out the silver and counted it, fifty taels of silver, one tael was a lot.

She snapped her fingers happily and raised her eyebrows at Mrs. Wang, "It's a pleasure to cooperate with you. If you have business later, don't forget to find me."

Mrs. Wang shook her head in horror. She never wanted to see Shen Qingqing again.

If she does it again, she might be scared to death by the kid!

Boss Wang was still sitting in front of the bullock cart. When he saw Shen Qingqing coming out, he jumped down, pointed at the body on the bullock cart and asked, "Fairy Shen, what should I do with him?"

"Help me take him home, thank you."

"No, you're welcome."

Boss Wang was trembling when he came back. What he said was as if he could choose not to go.

Shen Qingqing took out two handfuls of mugwort and stuffed her nose, then got on the bullock cart and said, "Let's go."

The smell of corpses was so strong that it was like a walking poison gas bomb. No one did not cover their nose wherever it passed.

"Boss Wang, what are you talking about? It stinks like hell!"

"That's right, just now I thought someone's latrine exploded!"

Boss Wang's face dropped, and he said with despair: "Corpse, Wang Laifu's corpse."

"Wang Laifu? I saw old Wangtou looking for him this morning. Why did he die?"

The passers-by didn't mind the smell any more, and they happily gathered around her, and more and more people gathered around her. In the end, Shen Qingqing was almost squeezed into the noodle shop by the crowd.

There was only a gray-haired woman in the noodle shop. When she heard the hustle and bustle outside, she thought her husband had returned after finding her son. But as soon as she went out, she saw the body covered with white cloth. Her heart skipped a beat and she fell straight over.

Everyone pinched her and called the doctor. It took a long time to wake her up.

As soon as I opened my eyes, two lines of tears rolled down.

"I have been feeling depressed these past few days. I keep hearing Laifu calling me. He shouted, 'Mother, please help me, mother, please help me.' He shouted until his voice became hoarse."

"It's all useless to me. If I had rescued him earlier, he would be fine now. It's all useless to me!"

The woman beat herself like crazy and cried every time she cried more miserably.

An acquaintance neighbor quickly held her down and said, "Auntie, Laifu is the most filial person. I definitely don't want to see you sad. Just for him, you have to take care of yourself!"

After receiving the news at this time, Old Man Wang hurried back. Compared to the woman's grief, he was much calmer. After wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes, he came to the corpse to inspect his son's remains and saw the dagger inserted in his chest. , his face changed drastically.

"My son was killed by someone, my son was killed by someone!"

Everyone followed the direction of his finger and looked intently, and they were all shocked, "He was really killed by someone. It's incredible, our Stone Town actually hides a murderer!"

"This is no small matter. It needs to be reported to the official. Go report it to the official!"

Immediately, someone ran out to hitch a carriage and drive to the county government office.

The folk customs in this small place are simple and simple, and such a murder case has not happened for several years. Suddenly, there is a news, and the murderer is not yet known. Who is not afraid?

Old Man Wang shook his hands and turned back to look at Mr. Wang, "I heard that you sent Laifu's body. Did you see the murderer?"

Boss Wang shook his head and glanced at Shen Qingqing involuntarily, "You'd better ask her, she knows more than me."
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