Yu Qingfeng squatted in front of Yao Dingshan and said sympathetically:

"Mr. Yao, there is at least one thing I didn't lie to you, and it's worth your happiness. That is, after tonight, you will no longer have to bear the so-called curse, and you will no longer have to release blood and transfusions. Your mother can escape a disaster and leave a life."

Yao Dingshan could only make a muffled sound, crying with tears on his face.

Pei Wuyan walked to Yu Qingfeng and asked, "This Yao Dingshan hasn't treated you with stingy, right?"

Yu Qingfeng was stunned for a moment, and recalled that Yao Dingshan suddenly hugged him during the day.

"It's true, but don't worry, he didn't get the advantage."

Pei Wuyan kicked Yao Dingshan's back midfielder and asked again: "Where is Dalinzi and Lao Sun?"

"Is this really not there." Yu Qingfeng told the truth.

"Stop talking nonsense, you two start quickly!" Pan Dacai urged dissatisfiedly behind.

Pei Wuyan grabbed Yu Qingfeng's hand and said softly as if no one was around, "I've been working hard these days."

Yu Qingfeng was a little at a loss and looked up at Pei Wuyan, with a question mark: Is this OK? Isn't it necessary to act again?

"Hmph, you two are not brothers and sisters," Pan Dacai said angrily, "Forget it, it doesn't matter what your relationship is. As long as you can successfully pay tribute tonight and comfort Bai Yisheng's ghost, my sister can turn the danger into safety, and I will help you."

Pei Wuyan looked at Yu Qingfeng up and down, helped her to sort out her hair, and gently stroked her face, feeling affectionately, releasing the pain of longing for three days.

"Okay!" Pan Dacai shouted dissatisfied, "Start quickly. When the matter is over, you have time to get tired of it."

Pei Wuyan turned around and asked inexplicably: "What to start?"

Pan Dacai was stunned and pointed at the altar, so angry that he couldn't speak, "Practice the method! Summon Bai Yisheng! Isn't the tribute all here?"

"Pan Dangjia, are you confused? Haven't we told you a long time ago that hungry ghosts in the charity village do not exist at all?" Pei Wuyan looked frank and innocent.

"Nonsense, the hungry ghosts in the Yizhuang Village were made up by Xue Yintian and Diao Dechao to make money, but Bai Yisheng's ghost exists!" Pan Dacai's perception was quite solid.

Pei Wuyan smiled helplessly and shook his head, "Pan Dangjia, you really don't understand what is wrong. Xue Yintian and Diao Dechao had a hungry ghost in the charity village for money; Xue Yintian and his girlfriend had a blood curse for revenge; can't we both have a living person worship him?"

Pan Dacai still adheres to the theory tailored by Yu Qingfeng and Pei Wuyan for him, "What makes something out of nothing? Xiaoying's illness and Diao Dechao's bad feet, can this be made something out of nothing?"

"Of course not." Pei Wuyan replied seriously.

"Is someone who drugged them again? To harm them?" Pan Dacai was finally willing to change his mind.

"So," Pei Wuyan sighed and said sadly, "You are the one who harmed Pan Xiaoying, and her own ignorance; Diao Dechao is his own ignorance and greed. What they ate has exceeded the load of their bodies. The so-called illness can also be used for gluttony."

Pan Dacai couldn't turn around for a moment, his eyes were a little confused.

Yu Qingfeng didn't say something that didn't make you happy:

"Pan Dang Family, have you told us? A doctor once reminded you with kindness, but you sent someone to beat him up. Until now, do you still ignore the words of a kind doctor? He is the only person who dares to say unpleasant words to you, and it is also the only chance of Pan Xiaoying's life before, but you have revenged your grudges and revenge."

Pan Dacai scratched his head in pain and thought, but was still resisting the fact that he was unwilling to accept.

Diao Dechao, who was kneeling, suddenly whimpered and twisted his rotten foot.

"Gangmaster Diao," Yu Qingfeng looked down at Diao Dechao, "Like Pan Xiaoying, you are sick from the mouth. You have gone from a beggar to a gang leader who enjoys all his wealth. It can be regarded as a step to reach the sky. You don't know how to control yourself and overeat. Your illness also comes from this, and it has nothing to do with retribution or the ghost of Bai Yisheng."

Pei Wuyan said helplessly: "Even if there are unscrupulous doctors like Xue Yintian in this world who poison themselves and detoxify themselves, and cause diseases and treat the borers themselves, but more doctors are still the parents' hearts of doctors.

"Of course, there are also stupid patients who are ignorant of illness and don't believe in doctors, and they would rather believe in what they are willing to believe, or even the sayings of ghosts and gods. Doctors are hard to treat their bodies. Even if the doctors who are parents want to treat you, they will be powerless in the face of such idiots who are ungrateful, stubborn, and do not take advantage of their own opinions."

Pan Dacai finally came back and asked in a daze: "So, there are no ghosts at all?"

"There are no ghosts, only sneaks, sneaks are in the hearts of you." Pei Wuyan pointed to the people kneeling on the ground and Pan Dacai to summarize.

The infatuated expression on Pan Dacai's face gradually turned into coldness. He bit his back teeth and made a highly refined summary: "You have been lying to me!"

"Yes, we have no grudges and no grudges, and we can't deceive you. But you are domineering and directly arresting us, imprisoning us, and imprisoning us, and you have to be your brother-in-law. You deserve it because we are fooled by you."

It took Pan Dacai only half a second to pull out the scimitar from his waist and raised it above his head, "Since that's the case, then you go and bury Xiaoying with you!"

Yu Qingfeng was so scared that she suddenly got into Pei Wuyan's arms, closed her eyes tightly, and waited for Pei Wuyan to use her trump card.

"The Pan family really wants to kill people in the charity village? Are you not afraid of doing evil here and angering the ghosts hidden here?" Pei Wuyan asked with a smile without any fear.

Pan Dacai was stunned again, but he still couldn't change his old habits. He was curious, "What? Didn't you just say that you didn't have it at all..."

Pan Dacai didn't finish his words because he heard the rustling sound of straw mattresses coming from behind him.

Accompanied by this sound, Yu Qingfeng in Pei Wuyan's arms opened her eyes; facing the four people kneeling on the altar, they slowly turned around and looked behind Pan Dacai in fear.

Pan Dacai still held up the scimitar high, facing Yao Qiguan, Yao Dingshan, Xue Yintian and Diao Dechao standing in front of him.

These people all stared behind him with a look of surprise or disbelief or fear, the source of the sound of the straw mattress.

Pan Dacai was stiff for a moment, and he didn't even have the courage to turn his head to see what he was behind him.

Yu Qingfeng saw that the corpses in two of the straw mats actually lifted the straw mats wrapped around her and stood up. They were covered in rags and had black hair on their faces, as if they were two corpses in the night.

Yu Qingfeng suddenly remembered that when she quietly changed positions just now, she accidentally kicked a corpse wrapped in straw mat on her heel. At that time, she felt something was wrong. Looking back now, the so-called wrong thing was that the corpse moved after being kicked!

Let’s take a closer look at the faces of these two zombies, which look so familiar.

It turns out that this is Pei Wuyan’s killer weapon - the Dali Temple Guards!

Pan Dacai gritted his teeth, swung his scimitar and turned around, preparing to fight the ghost to the death. But even though he was very skilled in martial arts, he was alone, and the other party was two well-trained Dali Temple guards, and the defeat was decided.

Two guards disguised as corpses, one of them subdued Pan Dacai without five moves.

The scimitar landed on the ground, and Pan Dacai was pressed to kneel on the ground.

Yu Qingfeng hurriedly lifted the curtain under the altar. Just now Pan Dacai took out the hemp rope here to tie the four people. If nothing unexpected happens, there should be two extra ropes inside.

"Ha, sure enough, the Pan family has prepared gifts for us." Yu Qingfeng threw the two ropes directly at the guards, "Pan Dacai has some skills, and he greeted him both ropes."

Pan Dacai seemed to feel the temperature and breathing of the two ghosts, and took advantage of the tied gap to look at the guard's face, "You, are you humans?"

Pei Wuyan was so amused and laughed, "Pan Dangjia forgot again. Didn't we say that there are no ghosts in this world, so they are naturally humans."

"You, you, who are you?" Pan Dacai was tied into a big meat dumpling, and the rope was tightly embedded in the meat, but he didn't care about this at all. Facing Pei Wuyan and Yu Qingfeng, he could only ask questions and seek advice.

Pei Wuyan still said the same thing: "After dawn, I will naturally let you know who I am, and what sin should you be blamed for."

After saying that, Pei Wuyan winked at the guards.

The guard quickly pulled off a piece of rag from his body, and put it in Pan Dacai's mouth.

Because of the presence of his own guards, Yu Qingfeng hurriedly kept a distance from Pei Wuyan, "When did you two find Lord Pei?"

A guard replied: "At noon yesterday, we saw the signal sent by Lord Pei, sneaked into Pan's house and met Lord Pei."

Pei Wuyan didn't care about the guards' presence, but he pulled Yu Qingfeng into his arms and explained intimately:

"At that time, you were not in Pan's house, so I didn't think about leaving first, but let them hide in Pan's house for the time being. After listening to your reasoning in the evening, there was no need to rush to escape. We secretly met again last night. I asked them to go to the charity house early tonight, disguise themselves as corpses, act according to the opportunity, and catch all the people in one go."

Yu Qingfeng asked the guard again: "Are you two? Where are the others?"

The two guards looked sad, "The four of us, Lord Pei, asked us to split into two groups, we came to the Yizhuang, and the other two went to find the governor. The others, who were not in their lives, and they were not in their lives, and they did not know whether they had returned to Dali Temple."

Yao Qiguan's words were heard in his ears, and he stared at Pei Wuyan in disbelief.

Yu Qingfeng was originally worried about the fate of other guards, so she accidentally swept over Yao Qiguan and simply pulled out the rag from his mouth.

Yao Qiguan's ruthless face disappeared from the past, replaced by endless fear, and asked tremblingly: "Mr. Pei, Dali Temple, are you, Dali Temple Minister, Pei, Pei Wuyan? Then you, are you the legendary female official of Dali Temple?

"Mr. Yao, we are the ones who are trapped in the sun and are bullied by dogs." Yu Qingfeng stuffed the rag back again, "Also, I have a name, Yu Qingfeng."

Yu Qingfeng was about to part with Pei Wuyanshi for three days and reminisce about the past, but she heard noisy voices coming from outside the Yizhuang Village.

The two guards left the morgue, listened in the yard and came back to report:

"Listen to the sound, it was Pan Dacai's people who had a dispute with the Beggars' Gang. The Beggars' Gang wanted to break in, but Pan Dacai's people stopped him."

Pei Wuyan was anxious and impatient, "As a matter of fact, both sides had their backs and led people to lurk near the charity village. It's okay, wait a little longer."

Yu Qingfeng hurriedly asked: "You sent someone to invite Tan Qinming and Governor Tan?"

"Yes, Governor Tan is fair and strict. He came to Fu County for inspection not long ago and knew the situation here best. Yao Qiguan, the official, also recognized him, and it is most appropriate to ask him to preside over the trial of this case."

Yu Qingfeng went to see Yao Qiguan again, and his face was ashamed.

After waiting for another stick of incense, the uniform footsteps of soldiers outside the charity village replaced the dispute between the Pan family and the Beggars' Sect.
Chapter completed!