Chapter 27 He was killed

"I don't know. I just remember that I fainted at some point. When I woke up and came home, my father couldn't see me or hear me."

Hearing his son's frightened and pitiful words, Fang Dawei's stopped tears began to fall.

Holding the body without warmth in his arms tightly, Fang Dawei knew that this might be the last time he saw his son. He was afraid that his son would disappear again if he didn't pay attention.

"Little sister, do you know how I died?"

Seeing that his father was so sad, Dabao wiped the tears on his face and looked at Su Qingtian with red eyes, "If you know, can you help us?"

After hearing his son's words, Fang Dawei couldn't help but look up at Su Qingtian, his eyes full of expectation.

Mr. Xiao couldn't hear Fang Dabao's words, but Fang Dawei's eyes immediately caught his attention, and he couldn't help but look at his good granddaughter.

"What happened?"

Mr. Xiao lowered his voice and squatted next to Su Qingtian and asked.

At first, there were no other problems in this room except that it was dark, but now he suddenly felt a cold wind blowing through him, making his whole body feel chilly.

"He wanted me to help find the body of his son Dabao."

Su Qingtian never intended to hide things about ghosts and gods from her family. Except for the fact that Xiao Nan was too young to be suitable, she would not deliberately hide it from a man like Mr. Xiao who had experienced the battlefield.

Mr. Xiao was shocked, looking at his granddaughter's face full of confusion, "Grandpa, do you think I should tell him?"

People cannot be resurrected after death. Even if Fang Dawei finds his son's body, he will not be able to resurrect him, which may cause more problems.

Faced with such a serious question, Mr. Xiao was silent for a while, stretched out his hand to touch Su Qingtian's little head and said slowly.

"It is extremely sad to see a man with white hair sending a man with black hair. If he cannot find his body, he will not be peaceful for the rest of his life." The old man's voice was low, and a trace of warmth suddenly appeared in this slightly cold room.

"My little Qingtian is very capable, why not help him this time."

As a grandfather, he should not let his little granddaughter get too involved in this kind of incident, but when he saw Fang Dawei coming to the border from nowhere in search of his son, he must have been unable to let go of his beloved heart.

The old general couldn't help but think of his own Saburo, his son who had been missing for a long time and still didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

It's a pity that he didn't have Fang Dawei's courage and couldn't abandon the safety of the rest of his family and the people and search for Saburo all the way to the ends of the earth.

Su Qingtian naturally saw the flash of sadness in her grandfather's eyes, and she nodded.

Since Fang Dabao discovered her through fate, she had already taken action to help the father and son, so she might as well do the good thing to the end and send the Buddha to the West.

Su Qingtian left her grandfather's protection, walked up to Fang Dawei and said slowly, "I can tell you about your son."

Fang Dawei couldn't help but hug his son's spirit body tightly in his arms and looked straight at Su Qingtian.

"He was killed."

This answer made the man's eyes widen angrily, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Dabao was... killed by someone?!"

As he spoke, he lowered his head to check whether there were any injuries on his son's spirit body. Unfortunately, the spirit body would not show the appearance of his son when he was injured in life.

Seeing Su Qingtian nodding affirmatively, Fang Dawei asked excitedly, "Who is it?!"

"Li Zhaodi."

"Li Zhaodi? Who is she?"

Fang Dawei was stunned by the unfamiliar name. It seemed that these three words did not appear in his memory at all.

There are indeed more than ten women with the surname Li in their village, but people in the village use pronouns. Few people will call a woman by her full name, such as her daughter-in-law or her child's mother.

Su Qingtian saw that the other party really didn't think about it, so she thought about it and reminded her.

"Her husband-in-law just passed away last month."

He just passed away last month? So this woman named Li is a widow?

widow?!

With a flash of inspiration, a figure appeared in his memory.

She is actually that vicious woman!

Fang Dabao raised his head and blinked as if he was also remembering. He looked at his father and suddenly said, "Before I fainted, I seemed to have seen Aunt Li."

"Is this Aunt Li from the house at the west end of the village?"

Fang Dawei looked at his son nervously, but Fang Dabao's memory only had fragmentary fragments. He said somewhat confusedly, "It seems, I can't remember clearly."

Although his son was not sure, Fang Dawei at this moment had already determined that the murderer was Li Zhaodi. He looked at Su Qingtian and said, "Why did she kill my family's Dabao!"

"There has never been any grudge between my family and her family, why are you so cruel to my son?!"

Holding the translucent Fang Dabao in his arms, the man couldn't stop tears from flowing down his face, but there was anger that was hard to conceal under his tears.

Su Qingtian sighed softly. This was one of the reasons why she didn't want to meddle in other people's business. Whenever a problem was involved, there would be endless troubles later.

"Because Dabao accidentally caught her and her mistress killing her husband."

This was a reason that Fang Dawei never expected. He recalled that before leaving the village to look for Dabao, he did see a funeral at Li Zhaodi's house. When he passed by, he went in to pay his respects.

Could it be...

"At that time, people in the village said that this scholar had some serious illness and passed away in just a few days."

"It turns out that this is all the evil done by that vicious woman Li Zhaodi!"

Now it seems that this woman Li Zhaodi must be carrying more than Dabao's life.

"Dabao, where is Dabao?"

Fang Dawei covered his son's ears and asked softly.

He really couldn't say the word "dead body".

"Dabao's body is under Zhang Xiucai's coffin."

After saying this, Su Qingtian felt hungry in her belly. It seemed that the stomach of this little body was still too small to absorb too much nutritional supply.

Under someone else's coffin?!

The hair on Fang Dawei's whole body stood up. Li Zhaodi was a vicious woman who could think of all kinds of dirty tricks.

Behind him, General Xiao, was shocked by the vicious methods of this village woman. She killed innocent children for her own selfish gain, and even pressed the body under her husband's coffin.

Is this woman really not afraid of ghosts and gods, or someone knocking on the door in the middle of the night?!

After taking a sip of the wine to regain consciousness, Su Qingtian said slowly, "This woman poured chicken blood mixed with black dog blood on the coffin, and then found someone to seal the coffin with seven-inch black nails, in order to protect the souls of Dabao and her husband.

There is no way to escape from the confines of the coffin."

"Fortunately, Dabao was just sealed under the coffin, and his soul escaped in a daze with a bit of luck."

"If you remain trapped in it for decades, you will eventually turn into an evil spirit that kills your relatives first and then destroys your entire family."

There was silence in the house for a while.

Except for Su Qingtian, both of them were so frightened by this vicious and underhanded method that they broke into cold sweats. If Fang Dawei had not been so persistent in searching for his son, if he had not met Su Qingtian today.

The two murders may never be discovered.

"Go back early after eating. Li Zhaodi will marry her mistress next month and will leave Fangjiacun together. By then it will be difficult for you to find clues to catch her."
Chapter completed!