I looked around the hanging beam, but I didn't see any handprints left by the old lady. All the handprints that could be seen on the beam were from adult men, and more than one person!

Logically speaking, if the old lady hangs herself, she will definitely leave her handprints when she ties the rope on the beam of the house.

Now it seems that there are no old lady's handprints on the beam of the house, only a few adult men. According to this reason, the rope used for hanging is likely to be tied to the beam of the house by someone else.

Thinking of this, a chill surged in my heart.

How many lies did Ma Fugui tell me and how much truth did he hide? Now that I think about it, this person is really terrible. How cunning can he tell lies to this level?

He grabbed two handfuls of dry soil again and sprinkled it on the ground around the room.

As the seal porcelain dry soil fell, an oval pattern appeared in the middle of the dry soil. I walked over and looked down and could not see what it was.

Is it telling me the old lady’s true cause of death?

I just squatted down and was about to check it out carefully, and there was a knock on the door outside:

"Little brother, how are you watching?" Ma Fugui's words came in from outside. Now it sounded like he had a hint of guilt in his voice.

This person is indeed a problem.

I stood up, took a last look at the oval pattern, and wrote the shape and size in my mind. Then I pushed open the door and walked out.

When you walk out of the house, your vision will return to the same as before.

Ma Fugui, who was standing outside the door staring at me, asked quickly:

"Little brother, have you seen anything? Why did my mother hang herself?"

I stared at Ma Fugui's eyes. His eyes were sincere and his expression was as normal. If it weren't for what I had seen with my own eyes just now, I wouldn't have seen that he had been lying to me.

I tried my best to calm myself down and looked at Ma Fugui and asked:

"Brother Ma, after your mother hanged her, has anyone else been in this room?"

"No, absolutely not. At that time, I saw my mother hanging on the beam of the house and was stunned. When I rescued her, I had already died of breath. Since then, no one has ever entered the room." Ma Fugui said and gently closed the door of the south house.

Lie, why is he lying and hiding the truth from me? What is the truth?!

A bold guess slowly emerged from my mind, so I continued to ask him:

"Brother Ma, is the rope your mother used to hang is still there? Can I see it?"

After hearing my words, Ma Fugui was stunned:

"That bad thing has been burned by me long ago."

"It's burned?" I stared at Ma Fugui and continued to ask:

"Did you call the police after your mother die?"

"I've reported it, my life is at stake. Do I dare not call the police? By the way, wait for me and I'll show you something!" Ma Fugui said, hurriedly running back to the house. After a while, he was holding a file bag in his hand.

"Little brother, let me show you. This is the death certificate issued by the forensic doctor in the county at that time." Ma Fugui said as he handed me the file bag in his hand, as if he was afraid that I would not believe his words.

The more he did, the more I felt he was suspicious.

I even have the guess that he was the murderer who killed his mother!

However, this speculation was immediately overturned by myself. If Ma Fugui really killed his mother, how could he ask me to his house to check the real cause of his mother's death?

After receiving the death certificate handed over by Ma Fugui, I took a few casual glances and put them away and returned them to him:

"Brother Ma, I really can't tell why your mother committed suicide because of her. I have to wait until I see you later." I said.

After hearing this, Ma Fugui hurriedly spoke:

"Little brother, otherwise you won't go back. At noon, I cook a few good dishes for you and eat them at my house. This time it's quite far away, so it's not convenient, right?"

"No need, I have to go home to cook for my grandfather." I said, carrying my bag and walked into the yard.

When I was passing by the mourning shed, I looked in. The pure white cat was squatting under the wooden bed of the old lady's body. It raised its head and stared at the dead old lady without moving.

Ma Fugui also saw the white cat and shouted and drove it away.

After sending me out of the yard, I refused his request to take me back on a tricycle and rushed to the village quickly.

On the way back, all I was thinking about was the incident of Ma Fugui's mother committing suicide.

Judging from the current traces, Ma Fugui's mother must have committed suicide. Since it was not suicide, who killed her?

What has Ma Fugui been hiding from me? Why did he have to ask me to go over and find out for him?

It seems that tonight, we must use the word "Shenghum" in "Ceramic Soul Seal" to attract the soul with two chopsticks and let the dead speak!

Before I knew it, I walked back to the village. As soon as I entered the village, I happened to see the village chief Wang Daming who was going out to take out the garbage!

It was him and the contractor and others who killed my sister. When the enemy met, they were extremely jealous!

I stopped, clenched my fists with both hands, and felt the urge to go up and beat him to death with my fists.

If I couldn't see him, I might not have such an impulse, but as soon as I met, the hatred and resentment buried deep in my heart would be creeped into my mind!

Now that my master Jiuyan is not here, the villagers are no longer as afraid of me as before, and Wang Daming will not take me seriously.

Wang Daming also saw me, and he looked at me with disdain and hatred in his eyes.

Thinking of my sister who died tragically in the bridge pier, my mind became hot and I completely lost my mind. I rushed up and pointed it at his head and punched him.

"Wang Daming, killing someone is natural!!" I shouted, and my fists kept hitting him in the face.

Hearing Wang Daming's screams, his two nephews Wang Zuosi, Wang found the four and quickly led people out.

When they came up, they pulled me away from Wang Daming, but for some reason, they just pulled me and Wang Daming apart and didn't do anything with me.

After pulling me apart, I immediately let go of my hand, as if I had germs on my body, and everyone was afraid of having any physical contact with me.

Looking at Wang Daming with blood on his face, I gradually calmed down. If I really wanted to make Wang Daming look bad, my grandfather and I couldn't get out of this village!

Fortunately, Wang Daming was not seriously injured except for some bleeding. He pointed at me hard with his hand and wanted to scold me, but after a long time, he didn't say a word and stood up and took the people away.

What's going on?

What did Master Jiuyan do that made the whole village so taboo to me? Even the village chief Wang Daming, who was vindictive to retaliate, dared not fight back when I beat him like this.

This feeling made me shudder. I always felt that the village chief Wang Daming and others were like hungry wolves who were enduring. They were waiting for a suitable opportunity.

Once the opportunity comes, they will surely tear me to pieces without mercy!
Chapter completed!