Xiaoqing tugged on my clothes from behind, "A Leng, how could there be a living person in the coffin? Don't talk nonsense..."

I was also puzzled. Everything on the side of Xiang Fengbu was accurate, but the aura coming out of the coffin told me that there was a living person lying inside. Could it be that there was a mistake in my senses?…

At this time, those tribesmen were furious and came towards us collectively. Once everyone's violent emotions gathered together, the consequences would be extremely terrible. The crowd would lose their minds and forget about law, morality, etc.

I couldn't deal with so many people by myself, but the murderous aura that rushed towards my face aroused my stubbornness and courage. I had no way of turning back, I could only make a desperate move and take a gamble...

At that moment, my mind became extremely bright. I looked around, calculated with my fingers, and figured out the position in the alley to avoid the murderous intent of the tribesmen. I first took two diagonal steps forward to the left, then turned around to face the east, and retreated.

After three steps, my back was pressed against the wall.

After standing still, I shouted, "Everyone, listen to me!"

After eating and drinking like me, all the clan members were shaken and immediately discouraged. When I was very young, my master told me the story of how Zhang Fei fought back Cao's army with a roar at Dangyang Bridge. After I learned from Qimen, my master was very kind to me.

It is said that no matter how powerful a person is, he cannot defeat thousands of troops. The main reason is that Zhang Fei's position just avoids the murderous intention of Cao Jun, but everyone in Cao Jun can feel the impact of his roar.

In fact, this is the so-called "geographical advantage" when Qimen was planning things. Zhang Fei combined Qimen Dunjia by accident...

"Everyone, listen to me. I am a magician of a strange sect. I just passed by here. When I passed the coffin just now, I felt the aura of a living person coming out of it. I will cut it off after I start the round. If the cut is not accurate

, how about letting everyone do whatever they want?"

I am naturally good at eloquence, but these words were more like a rapid-fire barrage of words. Those people were dumbfounded and stared at each other.

"Damn it, it looks like you haven't even grown your hair yet, and you're a magician..." One person sneered.

Wang Mangui waved his hand to stop the man and said, "Let him do whatever he wants, let's see what tricks he can play."

I stepped forward and pushed Xiaoqing, who was stunned, "Go, get my bag from the car."

After a while, Xiaoqing took the bag and handed it to me tremblingly.

I spread the cloth used to start the game on the ground and asked Wang Mangui about the old man's birth date, and soon a game started. There was no sound at the scene, and the people called by the village chief also gathered around and watched each one.

's stunned.

After looking over the situation, I slowly stood up and said to Wang Mangui: "The time of your father's accident was about one o'clock in the afternoon three days ago. The place of the accident was about three miles away from the village. If it wasn't a river, it was a pond.

, right or wrong?”

Wang Mangui nodded blankly, "Yes... yes, it's a fish pond. My father fell into it and was already drowned when he found it..."

"No, he's not dead at all!"

The man next to Wang Mangui suddenly said: "Everyone in the village knows the time and place of my grandfather's death. Who knows if you asked..."

I looked towards him, and when the man encountered my electric gaze, he didn't dare to look directly, lowered his head and said nothing.

"Is the village chief here?" I scanned the people watching.

"I'm here." The crowd moved aside and the village chief came over.

"Village chief, please send someone to guard every intersection outside." I said in a deep voice, "No one who comes to watch the funeral is allowed to go home. If anyone insists on going home, I will arrest him."

Come!"

The village chief looked very imposing. If I hadn't stopped him by drinking, there would have been bloodshed at this moment. Therefore, the village chief obeyed my words and waved at the people he brought without even asking the reason.

He waved his hand and said, "Follow me."

After the village chief left, I said to Wang Mangui: "Your father did not fall into the pond by himself, but was pushed in by someone. The person who pushed him into the pond was among the people watching the funeral. Now I say that your father is not dead."

, do you believe it or not?”

Wang Mangui bit his lip and thought for a moment, then shouted: "Put down the coffin and open it!"

The old man in the coffin really looked like a dead corpse. I opened his eyelids and took a look, and found that it was a typical 'suspended death'. After pricking his Yintang with a silver needle, I massaged his body repeatedly with both hands.

Promoting blood circulation and smoothing Qi. Soon, the old man's body became soft and warm. For about ten minutes, the old man moved his fingers and vomited two mouthfuls of muddy water. The smell was astounding to his nose, and then he slowly opened his eyes.

Those tribesmen had not cried before, but now they burst into tears together, crying and shouting. Some called them grandpa, and some called them grandpa. It seemed that this old man was the oldest in the whole tribe.

After Wang Mangui finished crying, he suddenly thought of something. The women in the Chao clan shouted, "Hurry, go home quickly and bring a bowl of hot soup to the old man!"

After a few mouthfuls of hot soup, the old man's face became lively.

At this time, Xiaoqing suddenly fell to her knees and said, "Old man, please take a button from your clothes back to save my father..."

The old man finally regained his breath, but when Xiao Qing was so frightened, he almost let out a "ouch" in his throat, and his fake death turned into real death.

I hurriedly picked up Xiaoqing and said, "You are stupid. This old man is not dead. What's the use of asking him to button up?"

"Yes..." Xiaoqing patted herself on the head, "But...but..."

At this time, a voice suddenly came from the outside, "Get out of the way, get out of the way." The village chief pushed aside the crowd and escorted a person to me.

"Little Master, this kid was trying to run away and I caught him!" said the village chief.

I just took one look at the man's face and knew he was the murderer.

"Tell me, why did you push the old man into the pond?!"

"me…"

It turned out that the boy's name was Wu Erdan, and he was a second-rate boy in the village. He was idle and stealing all day long. Three days ago, the Wang family cut open the ice on the fish pond they collectively contracted, hoping to take advantage of the high prices during the New Year.

Come out and sell it.

At noon, all the tribesmen went back to eat, and Wang Mangui's father volunteered to guard the fish pond. The old man was old and had a lot of excrement and urine, so he ran to urinate and when he came back, he found Wu Erdan stealing fish. So he argued with him.

He got up and said he would hand him over to his tribe.

Wu Erdan knew that the Wang family was arrogant and would be beaten to pieces even if they were given the skin. In desperation, he pushed the old man into the fish pond and ran away. The Wang family members came back and picked up the old man.

They found that they had lost their breath and thought they had slipped and fallen in and drowned. This old man was the oldest in the clan, and they didn't know who they heard from. As long as they buried the old man in a place with good feng shui, they would be able to protect everyone in the Wang family. Therefore,

He refused to be cremated even after death...

"Damn it, it's your kid!"

"If I don't beat you to death today, I won't be a member of the Wang family!"

……………

The tribesmen's lungs were about to burst with anger, and they rushed toward Wu Erdan with a "boom" sound. Wu Erdan, who was already so frightened that his face was livid and his legs were weak, suddenly rolled his eyes and foamed at the mouth.

After kicking his legs a few times, he fell to the ground.

The village chief stepped forward to detect his breath and said, "This kid was scared to death."

Wang Mangui waved his hand, and a large number of those Wang family members knelt down and shouted to me in unison, "Thank you, little master!"

"Get up, everyone, get up quickly!"

I hurriedly pulled Wang Mangui up, and the tribesmen also stood up one after another.

"Ah Leng, the old man is not dead, what should I do with the buttons?" Xiaoqing came over and asked me, looking like she was about to cry.

"Alas..." I sighed helplessly and pointed at Wu Erdan lying on the ground.

"ah!…"

As soon as Xiaoqing clapped her hands, I knew she was going to do something like this, so I reached out and covered her mouth. Although Wu Erdan had himself to blame, after all, death is the most important thing. It is really immoral to be so cheerful.

The policemen lifted up Wu Erdan's body and wanted to take it away. I stopped them with a shout, walked over, pulled off a button from Wu Erdan's clothes, and put it into my pocket.

At this time, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon. According to Xiang Feng's calculation, Xiaoqing's father's fate had already transferred to the 'Shengmen'. One hour, that is, two hours later, he would change from 'Shengmen' to 'Shengmen'.

'Turn out.

Wang Mangui insisted on taking us to his home for dinner, saying that he wanted to express his sincere thanks. I said it was urgent, so I declined politely. The tribesmen kept putting us on the car, and when they saw the smashed front of the car, some of them were very happy.

His face was surprised, but he might be thinking in his heart, the master is the master, even the car is so different...

I thought Xiaoqing was driving too slowly, so I sat in the driver's seat and drove back along the original road at a fast pace.

It got dark soon. Although there was still plenty of time, I was still afraid of something happening, and kept praying in my heart. Xiaoqing was very surprised by my ability, and the way she looked at me was different from before.

"A Leng, you are so amazing. How did you know that the person who harmed the old man was among the people watching the funeral?"

This sentence touched my heart. In the game I played at that time, the game situation showed that the old man was on the verge of death because of the water in his palace, which meant that he was drowned, but there was a strange phenomenon of "green dragon returning to his head"

Ji Ge, and protected by auspicious stars, indicates that the old man is "faking death" and will come back to life. At the same time, the "Suzaku" falls in the palace of fate, indicating that the villain is destined. Therefore, I infer that he was pushed into the water. Compare

In addition to "Zhonggong", I concluded that the person who pushed him into the water was a man, either from this village or from a nearby village.

As for the person in the crowd watching the funeral, I didn’t see it from the situation, but based on the general psychology of people, most people have a guilty conscience. The person who pushed the old man into the water must have seen the old man buried with his own eyes, so that he would feel at ease.

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Chapter completed!