Who has seen the so-called hungry ghost with his own eyes? Isn't it Diao Dechao? The so-called hungry ghost in Yizhuang is just a money tree artificially created by them.

Aren't you a businessman? Why can't these three families see through it? What brand of lard is it, and why are they so blinded by it?

Thinking of Pan Dacai's doting on Pan Xiaoying and Pan Xiaoying's figure, Yu Qingfeng suddenly realized. What kind of lard can blind one's heart? Just caring leads to chaos.

Isn't it just to provide some money? As long as they can save the life of their beloved, what little money do they still have?

We were originally going to spend money on our beloved, but why was it not a waste? Why take the risk and spend time and energy to find out clearly?

What if they really checked and couldn't figure it out and angered the hungry ghost? Wouldn't that be asking for death?

In a word, if it can be solved with money, use money, because it is the easiest to use money, and they will naturally spend it easily as they come easily.

This is exactly how the three of them do business, and this is also the case with their years of business experience.

As they talked, Yu Qingfeng, Dalinzi and Lao Sun were already hiding in the Beggar Clan's headquarters, opposite the gate of Diao Dechao's residence, waiting to watch the excitement.

Not long ago, they witnessed with their own eyes that Pan Dacai was so aggressive that he rushed in with seven or eight of his thugs and asked Diao Dechao for an explanation.

Pan Dacai shouted that Diao Dechao must have enriched his own pockets and did not go to worship and deliver the offerings on time. He was also careless and failed to go to the gate of Yizhuang to witness with his own eyes every time.

After waiting for less than a stick of incense, Pan Dacai came out with his thugs, haggard and disgraced.

Did they eat dog-beating sticks inside? It doesn't look like it, there are no injuries on their bodies.

Yu Qingfeng was so curious that she didn't even care whether she was asking for trouble and showed up directly.

"Master Pan, in-laws, what do Gang Leader Diao say?" Yu Qingfeng asked in a low voice, deliberately keeping a certain distance from Pan Dacai so as to avoid the opponent's punches and kicks.

Pan Dacai was lost and confused, and said blankly: "It's over, it's over, this matter can't be suppressed anymore. What went wrong, and why did the hungry ghost change?"

Yu Qingfeng could only help Pan Dacai sort out his thoughts, and continued to ask: "Did you meet Gang Leader Diao? What did he say?"

"I saw it, I finally saw it." Pan Dacai murmured infatuatedly, with tears in his eyes.

"Finally? Is it difficult to meet this leader of Gang Diao?" Yu Qingfeng wondered why Pan Dacai was also Diao Dechao's financial backer. Even the financial backer was difficult to meet. How awesome was Diao Dechao?

Seeing that Pan Dacai was still in a trance, Dalinzi explained to Yu Qingfeng: "In the past six months, Gang Leader Diao has rarely shown up, let alone us, even the beggars in the beggar gang who are estranged from him.

"

Yu Qingfeng counted the days, "Today is the fourth day of the Lunar New Year. Wasn't it the first day of the Lunar New Year three days ago? Shouldn't Gang Leader Diao go to Yizhuang to deliver offerings and worship?"

Dalinzi explained: "In the beginning, the boss went twice a month to watch Gang Leader Diao enter the Yizhuang with his own eyes. But as time went by, nothing happened. Plus, it had to be the right time every time.

So the heads of the three families no longer go there in person."

Dalinzi kept glaring at Lao Sun when he spoke.

Lao Sun is also slow and doesn't understand what Dalinzi means.

Pan Dacai was in a daze and did not react.

Yu Qingfeng sighed helplessly and asked Lao Sun: "Three days ago, on the 15th day of this month, the one sent by the Pan family to witness Gang Leader Diao entering Yizhuang with his own eyes, couldn't it be you?"

Only then did Lao Sun react and shouted: "It's me, it's me, but, but that day I..."

Pan Dacai finally regained his composure, grabbed Lao Sun by the collar and asked, "Are you sure it was Diao Dechao who entered Yizhuang that night?"

"I, I'm not sure, it's too dark, and Gang Leader Diao keeps lowering his head..."

"How are his legs and feet?" Pan Dacai asked.

"Legs and feet? My legs and feet are pretty good."

Pan Dacai laughed bitterly, "Haha, that's it, that's it! It's not Diao Dechao at all, let's replace him!"

"What happened to Gang Leader Diao's legs and feet?" Yu Qingfeng asked.

Pan Dacai cried and laughed, collapsed and angry, helpless, "I just broke into the room and finally saw Diao Dechao. He was so haggard that he was huddled in the bed. I opened it and saw that he and his feet were all numb.

It sucks!”

"Rotten feet!" The rotten foot disease that Yu Qingfeng first thought of was diabetic foot.

"Sure enough, the person has been replaced a long time ago. The person who entered Yizhuang to deliver offerings to worship the hungry ghost was not Diao Dechao at all. The hungry ghost had already vented his anger on Diao Dechao and started to take revenge!" Pan Dacai suddenly realized.

"So, Diao Dechao found someone to pretend to be himself and continue to provoke hungry ghosts in order to continue to get money from us?" Lao Sun finally got smart.

"That is to say, the method the monk came up with has failed, and the hungry ghosts have begun to take revenge?" Dalinzi asked in horror.

"Let's go to Yizhuang!" Pan Dacai called to the thugs behind him.

Dalinzi and Lao Sun also pulled Yu Qingfeng and followed closely.

Diabetes is a disease of wealth. I didn’t expect that Diao Dechao, a beggar, got it. How ironic. If Diao Dechao had been a beggar, he would not have diabetes even if he starved to death.

But once he became successful, he transformed from a hungry beggar to the leader of a beggar gang. He was well-dressed and well-fed, and tasted all the delicacies in the world. It was inevitable that he would lose control and overeat.

Diao Dechao's overeating was sudden and he suddenly changed his eating habits in a short period of time. This was different from Pan Xiaoying, who had a good foundation. If there is a family genetic history, it is not difficult to get type 2 diabetes.

The best solution for diabetic foot is amputation, but with this medical condition, the risk of amputation is not small. It is hard to say whether Diao Dechao himself has the courage to do so.

This is really about making money but not spending it.

Yu Qingfeng's footsteps really couldn't compare with those men who had been running around in the early years. She fell at the end, with Dalinzi and Lao Sun accompanying her.

By the time she arrived at the gate of Yizhuang out of breath, the place was already in chaos.

"I want to enter Yizhuang! I will go and see in person whether the food is still there!" Pan Dacai rushed straight to the gate of Yizhuang.

The five beggars who were guarding the nearby Yizhuang stopped at the door. The first beggar, who looked like he had a position, said: "Master Pan, the food offered to you is naturally eaten by the hungry ghost. What are you looking at?"

"Impossible! The food must still be there, the hungry ghost is eating corpses! You are covering it up, you just want him to eat enough of the forty-nine corpses and drive out all three of our families so that you can take over our property!"

A little beggar hurriedly ran away, probably to shake people off.

With a look from Pan Dacai, two of his thugs immediately stopped him.

Pan Dacai directly ordered to break open the two locks of Yizhuang.

The thugs obeyed the instructions, picked up their weapons and slashed at the padlocks. The courtyard door and the door inside were all open. However, these thugs had a tacit understanding and stood guard at the door, never stepping into the room where the corpses were stored.

Pan Dacai strode in.

Yu Qingfeng followed behind. The two guardians on the left and right were automatically isolated from the door.

In the small dilapidated house of less than 50 square meters, there were only two large living people standing upright, Pan Dacai and Yu Qingfeng, and four or five corpses wrapped in straw mats lying horizontally. The smell and sourness made Yu Qingfeng last for five seconds.

The clock is already at its limit.

Yu Qingfeng lamented that Diao Dechao's unconscionable fraud and stolen money were not easy to earn.

Pan Dacai covered his mouth and nose and inspected the corpses on the straw mat one by one. After a brief inspection, he did not return them to their original state and retreated directly.

There were sacrificial dishes and bowls on the simple altar, but they were empty. This was what Yu Qingfeng saw at a glance. She did not dare and could not look at the corpses one by one, so she still had to ask Pan Dacai.

"How is it? Is the body damaged?"

Pan Dacai shook his head, "It's just normal decay. Something's wrong. He still eats tributes instead of corpses. Doesn't this mean that the hungry ghosts are still content with the previous arrangement, their grievances have been suppressed, and they won't take revenge?"

Yu Qingfeng noticed that among the five beggars who had just been controlled by the thugs, the one who seemed to be the leader was standing at the door of the yard, looking forward to the inside.

Just when Yu Qingfeng was about to walk over and chat with him, Pan Dacai grabbed her and said, "Don't you know how to catch ghosts? What did you see just now? What on earth is going on with this hungry ghost?"

"Master Pan, don't worry, there must be something fishy here. If the hungry ghost is still appeased by the tribute, then Miss Pan will not faint, and Gang Leader Diao will not have rotten feet; if the hungry ghost has begun to take revenge, then the tribute

It will not disappear, and the body will not be intact."

"Nonsense!" Pan Dacai summarized Yu Qingfeng's summary, which was shorter and more concise.

"So now we must find out what is going on and whether we have angered some other ghost. Mr. Pan, you have to let me find out. Only by knowing yourself and your enemy can you be victorious in every battle."

After Yu Qingfeng finished speaking, she motioned Pan Dacai with her eyes to look at the beggar who was waiting for him at the door. Then she leaned closer and whispered, "Master Pan, let me go talk to that beggar. Can you please stop talking first?"

Pan Dacai looked back and forth between Yu Qingfeng and the beggar warily, "You won't let me talk? I don't know what kind of medicine you are selling in your gourd."

Yu Qingfeng thought Pan Dacai agreed and motioned Pan Dacai to come forward with her.

"Hey, what's going on with the tributes inside?" Yu Qingfeng showed off her power to bully others.

When the beggar heard this, his knees became weak, and he knelt down to the fierce Pan Dacai with a thud, "Master Pan, you don't know something. It's only been three days, it's only been three days, that hungry ghost, Mr. Hungry Ghost may not be there that night."

Sometimes it takes a few days to eat the tribute."

Pan Dacai was shocked and just about to open his mouth, Yu Qingfeng stepped in to stop him from revealing the secret, "It's strange, how do you know when the Hungry Ghost will eat the tribute? Could it be that he told you or you saw it with your own eyes?"

Yu Qingfeng added, "Yes, that's not what you said when you stopped Mr. Pan from entering just now. You said that the food you offered was naturally eaten by the hungry ghost."

The beggar was completely speechless and kept kowtowing to the ferocious Pan Dacai.

"What on earth is going on?" Pan Dacai was confused and could only ask Yu Qingfeng for the answer.

"Well, I already have a preliminary inference. Oh no, I guessed it. I just verified it through the beggar's answer. However, I still don't have much confidence. I have to go back and discuss it with my brother. If Master Pan wants

You know, after I see my brother tonight and confirm that he is okay and we discuss it, I will tell you everything."
Chapter completed!