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Chapter 84 Find out the cause of Chen Ying's death

Chapter 84 Find out the cause of Chen Ying’s death

"I am half buried in the soil, and I am not afraid of death! But Duoduo is different! She is still young and cannot die!" Qian Liu's turbid eyes were full of unwillingness.

She looked at the six young people with extraordinary bearings opposite her, and her old voice was full of pleading, "Master monk, please save the child Duoduo! Just save her! This old woman will work as a cow or a horse for you.

You kowtow!”

Song Yizhi reached out to support Qian Liu who was about to kneel down, and her gentle voice had the magic power to soothe her emotions, "Old lady, don't get excited. Now that we know about this matter, we won't stand idly by. You sit down and talk, and we will discuss it in the long run."

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After helping Mrs. Qian Liu back, Song Yizhi glanced at Bei Xianyue.

Bei Xianyue stood up and walked over, saying gently, "Old lady, just relax, we are here and we will definitely not let anything happen to Duoduo."

After Song Yizhi and Bei Xianyue took turns comforting her, Qian Liu's excitement calmed down a bit, and she looked at the two of them gratefully.

Bei Xianyue glanced at Song Yizhi, and after exchanging a look, she and Qian Liu said, "Old lady, you can tell us what you know. The more detailed the better."

"I don't have much knowledge. What I know is what I heard from others, so I'm afraid I can't help you." Qian Liu said with some embarrassment.

"How could it be possible? Old lady, you have walked on more bridges than we have walked on. As the saying goes, having an old man in the family is like having a treasure." Song Yizhi said with a smile.

Mrs. Qian Liu was coaxed into smiling by this sentence.

Seeing that the atmosphere was suitable, Song Yizhi sat next to Qian Liu and asked curiously, "Old lady, do you know which family in the village? There seems to be a girl named Ying'er in their family?"

"Ying'er?" Mrs. Qian Liu patted her thigh and immediately became energetic, "You're talking about Chen Ying, right? I know that!"

Several people suddenly became energetic.

"That girl Chen Ying is famously pretty in our village! Especially her eyes, they seem to be able to talk! Just as beautiful as your eyes, Mr. Monk!"

Wei Ling thought of the eyeless corpse and felt that Qian Liu's words sounded strange. She raised her hand and rubbed her arm.

After Qian Liu finished speaking, she looked at Song Yizhi's eyes carefully, and then said, "Not to mention, you two have similar eyes, but it's a pity for such a handsome girl..."

Qian Liu didn't finish her words and seemed a little shy.

"Are they really similar?" Song Yizhi said, and then asked with some confusion, "What's a pity? I also plan to visit Chen Ying to see if our eyes are really similar!"

Wei Ling was stunned for a moment after hearing Song Yizhi's lies.

Didn’t they see Chen Ying’s body?

Fortunately, Qian Liu's attention was all on Song Yizhi and did not see Wei Ling's surprise.

Mrs. Qian Liu seemed to have thought of something terrible. She held Song Yizhi's hand in fear and said nervously, "You must not go!"

"Ah, what's wrong?" Song Yizhi looked confused.

Mrs. Qian Liu looked left and right, then lowered her voice and said to Song Yizhi, "Chen Ying is dead."

Shen Zheng and others were suddenly startled.

Do people in Pingyang Village know that Chen Ying is dead?

"Ah?" Song Yizhi raised his voice slightly, with a look of shock on his face.

Seeing Song Yizhi pretending to be real, Bei Xianyue couldn't say anything.

"That night three months ago, Chen Ying's house cried and howled all night long. No one knew what happened to their house. The next day we went to see their house and found that the door of their house was locked and there was no movement inside." Ms. Qian Liu

Trembling with fear, she clutched Song Yizhi's hand tightly.

Song Yizhi's hand was so painfully squeezed by Mrs. Qian Liu, but she didn't say anything.

"The neighbor next door climbed over the wall and saw Chen Ying hanging in the main room. No one else was found. Later, the family also died. Then the girl started missing, and most people in the village fled." Qian Liu was trembling with fear.

, but still said firmly, "It must be the descendants of those beasts who are coming to take revenge!"

Bei Xianyue walked up, she took Song Yizhi's hand, and then took Song Yizhi's place and sat next to Qian Liu, "Don't be afraid, we are here."

Song Yizhi looked at the pinch marks on the back of her hands and secretly sighed that this old woman had really strong hands.

Bei Xianyue said a few words to comfort Qian Liu, who was more frightened than she was, and then looked at Song Yizhi.

Song picked up the clues with a branch.

First, Chen Ying's family died, then other families were wiped out, and then girls began to disappear.

These things seemed not necessarily connected, but she always felt that there was some connection.

Her intuition told her that these things were related to Chen Ying's death.

The top priority is to find out the cause of Chen Ying's death.

Song Yizhi arranged her sleeves and thoughts. She hid her hands in her sleeves and asked, "Old lady, has Pingyang Village experienced a period of drought this year?"

Mrs. Qian Liu looked at Song Yizhi in surprise and blurted out, "How did you know?!"

Mrs. Qian Liu looked at Song Yizhi with more awe.

Is this the monk?

Bei Xianyue looked at Song Yizhi with confusion.

What does she want to do?

Song Yizhi smiled, gentle and yet somewhat mysterious.

She seemed to have found a good way to phrase it.

"We have been experiencing drought here for a whole summer. Master monk, you are really amazing!" Mrs. Qian Liu looked at Song Yizhi with admiration in her eyes, as if she wished she could worship Song Yizhi on the spot.

Chu He and others looked at Song Yizhi. Although they didn't understand the purpose of her asking this, they still secretly admired her delicate mind.

"Let me do the math." Song Yi Zhi pinched his fingers, which made Bei Xianyue slightly speechless.

"Is Chen Ying going to get married before she dies?" Song Yizhi said slowly.

"Yes, yes!" Ms. Qian Liu was even more in awe of Song Yizhi. She said like she was pouring beans, "Chen Ying is very lucky. The eldest son of the Zhao family in Peony City wanted to take him as a concubine. The Zhao family sent her a betrothal gift.

The priceless peony fabric! At that time, no one in the whole village did not envy their family!"

Beixianyue suddenly realized.

She also felt that Chen Ying's death might be crucial.

He also planned to send a message to Song Yizhi to tell him a story, but he didn't expect that Song Yizhi had already started to tell him something.

It seems that she and Song Yizhi have the same idea!

Bei Xianyue looked at Song Yizhi pretending to be serious and thought she was Linglongxin.

The words have already begun and Song Yizhi does not need to guide him. Qian Liu is ready to continue.

But before she spoke, her cloudy and vicissitudes of eyes suddenly glazed over for a moment, and no one saw her.

"It's a pity that little girl Chen Ying was so unlucky that she had to be hanged because her innocence was tarnished on the eve of her marriage." Ms. Qian Liu said as if she had seen it with her own eyes.

Then, Ms. Qian Liu continued, "After that girl Chen Ying died, some people died one after another, as if they were struck by an evil spirit! Then the girls in the village began to disappear, and no one was alive or dead, but no corpses!"

Ms. Qian Liu held her crutch and stamped the ground, and said angrily, "They are all girls like flowers! How could those beasts kill them! Those beasts should go to the eighteenth level of hell! God is not open to his eyes!"

In Qian Liu's view, those missing girls are the descendants of those beasts seeking revenge.

Song Yizhi's eyes darkened, she calmed down the turmoil in her eyes, and winked at Bei Xianyue.

Beixian Yuexin understood.

Ms. Qian Liu was immersed in her own thoughts and chattering.

(End of chapter)


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