Fang Xiaomei turned the dark paper into silver notes and gave it to Wang San, who was originally a trick to kill people with a knife. She never expected that her "evil deeds" would accidentally save a pure and innocent little life.

For a moment, he was happy and sad. The child who had just arrived in the world seemed to be the darling of God. He escaped by luck. He thought that he had accumulated virtue and good deeds throughout his life, but he could not be favored by God. When bad luck suddenly came, he could not escape or escape. The endless anger and grievances never awakened the executioner's conscience.

"Little sister, what is the White Dragon Pond? Why is there treasure? Why can one get it for sacrifice to babies?" Mu Changfeng suddenly had a glimmer of hope. If A Yin could solve his doubts, perhaps the mystery of Xin Li's death.

Ayin shook her head and said, "I don't know either."

Mu Changfeng said anxiously: "Why don't you know? Have you forgotten something? Think about it carefully."

A Yin said: "My father and mother always quarrel," pointing at Wang San, with resentment overwhelmingly expressing her resentment, "I only know that not long after my brother was born, he threw it into the Bailong Pond and got ten taels of silver. My mother called him the murderer and asked him to pay my brother's life. He almost strangled my mother to death."

Mu Changfeng glanced at Wang San's body in disgust, feeling that this person was completely conscientious and inhumane. For a mere ten taels of silver, he actually wanted to kill his own flesh and blood again. He was simply a scum among scum and a scum among scum.

"Little sister, have you ever mentioned a girl Alang when your parents quarreled?" Mu Changfeng looked at A Yin with great enthusiasm, hoping that she could provide some useful information.

A Yin turned her head and thought for a while, nodded and said, "I mentioned it."

Mu Changfeng was delighted and said, "What did they say?"

A Yin said, "He said, 'I was so confused back then that I made a wish to take you as my wife. I should learn from my brother. Getting rich overnight is serious. I stabbed Aliang and married a shrew. I was in trouble.' When my mother heard this, she wanted to fight with him and shouted, 'Aliang saved the whole village, including you and your brother, you are all ungrateful things."

"Is there any?" Mu Changfeng asked disappointedly.

A Yin said, "While he beat my mother, he said, 'Dare to mention Ah Rong again, I will kill your whole family.' Later, my mother never dared to mention it again."

Mu Changfeng lowered his head in anger and said silently.

After going through hardships, he found an insider and watched him corpse in front of him. The information provided by A Yin was almost the same as that provided by the old village chief. There is no way to infer why Xin Li died tragically back then.

Her corpse was still firmly nailed into the black sarcophagus by five black stones. A wisp of her wronged soul is still floating in the world. She cannot return home and cannot reunite with her close relatives and loved ones.

Mu Changfeng felt heartbroken and hated his incompetence. He vowed to seek justice for Xin Li. Now that she cannot even find out the cause of her death, when will this justice be recovered?

The next day, the sun just rose, and the old village chief stepped into Wang San's house with a fat hen. He was shocked to find out that Wang San was dead. Thinking back to Wang San's appearance when he was young, tears fell quietly.

Mu Changfeng personally poured a bowl of hot water for the old village chief and said, "This person is cruel, why should you be sad for him?"

The old village chief wiped his tears and choked and said, "You don't know that Wang San was different from his brother when he was a child. He was a good and well-behaved and sensible child. Alas, he was close to Mo Hei, and Wang Er took him into the gambling house and went to the brothel. Before he knew it, the child changed."

Thinking of the scene where Wang San discovered his conscience before his death, Mu Changfeng was quite sad and said, "Wang San has his family? I have to handle the funeral afterwards."

The old village chief said with red eyes: "His brother Wang Er is in Suzhou City and has not been in contact for many years."

"My son-in-law died and heard that he would hear his father-in-law and mother-in-law. Mrs. Wang has been unconscious. The incident must be presided over by the two old men." Mu Changfeng thought that Wang San's father-in-law and mother-in-law were disliked, and hated the house and the house was indifferent to his daughter's life and death. It is said that death is like a lamp extinguishing, and no matter how big the gap is, it should disappear.

"His father-in-law and mother-in-law have died long ago." The old village chief looked at the door of the inner room, feeling quite sorry for his failure. "Master Zhuang is a private school teacher and is quite literary. Xiaodie has a good tutoring since childhood and is beautiful. Many young men with good character in the village like her. But twenty years ago, this girl didn't know what evil she had hit and wanted to marry Wang San. Master Zhuang disagreed. She and Wang Sanzhu had a secret marriage and were pregnant before marriage. Master Zhuang died in anger. In order to prevent his daughter from jumping into a fire kang, Mrs. Zhuang hit her head in front of the house. "

"Even so, it couldn't stop her from marrying Wang San?" Mu Changfeng was secretly shocked, deeply regretting the tragedy of the dealer.

The old village chief said, "I've finished the worship of the church. Xiaodie woke up from a dream and regretted it. The raw rice has been cooked into cooked rice, and it's too late to regret it. Everyone in the village knows that she has made her parents angry to death and looks down on her. Over the past twenty years, Xiaodie has been living a life worse than death. She has committed suicide several times when she jumped into the river, but she was rescued by the villagers."

Mu Changfeng pondered for a moment and said, "Maybe she really hit the evil one back then."

The old village chief said, "Who knows, there were so many evil things twenty years ago."

Fang Xiaomei was listening quietly, and suddenly said, "Send a letter to Wang Er. After all, if you have a brother, you won't even give me the last journey of my brother."

"Miss I don't know anything." The old village chief coughed twice and continued, "Wang Er suddenly became rich twenty years ago and went to the city to buy a land manor and became a rich man. He looked down on his younger brother as a poor man. He has never come back once in 20 years. During the Chinese New Year, I went to the city to buy New Year's goods and saw him, wearing silk and silk, wearing gold and silver. I felt like I didn't know him. I thought that the plague happened that year, and I fed him medicine bit by bit. This white-eyed wolf is the most important thing. Without him, Wang San would not become angry with both humans and gods."

Fang Xiaomei smiled slightly and said, "It's good to be sure he's in Suzhou City. If you find a suitable person to send him a letter, you say that the water in Bailongtan is dry, and many villagers use carriages to transport gold, silver and treasures to their homes. If he gets this letter, he will definitely come back."

The old village chief said, "Ah?" and said, "What kind of idiot can believe such nonsense?"

Fang Xiaomei giggled, looked at Mu Changfeng proudly, and said, "Only people will not believe it. You will definitely believe it if you are obsessed with money. My idea is right, you can do it."

The old village chief was extremely disgusted with Wang Er, hoping that he would never step into Lujia Village forever, and shook his head and said, "I think I'd better forget it. I'll leave Wang San's funeral to me. After all, I am the head of a village."

Fang Xiaomei said: "You are the leader of the village and are not qualified. Wang San is the murderer. Why don't you hand him over to the government?"

The old village chief said: "Look at what you said. No one knows whether Miss Alang died at Wang San's hands. How can I hand him over to the government without any evidence?"

Fang Xiaomei said: "I mean Wang San's son. A Yin said that her brother was drowned alive by Wang San throwing into the White Dragon Pool."

The old village chief opened his mouth in surprise, unable to believe everything he heard, "The tiger will not eat any poison. No matter how vicious he is, he will not kill his biological son."

Fang Xiaomei said, "What A Yin told us."

The old village chief was extremely angry, and the blue veins swelled up on his forehead and threw the porcelain bowl in his hand on Wang San's corpse. "The child was alive and died and died. He kept saying that he slipped in the middle of the night and stole the child. It turned out that the criminal was not someone else, but he was the bastard."

Fang Xiaomei suppressed her smile, pretended to be pity, gently patted the old village chief's back, and said, "Uncle, we hope that Wang Er will come back mainly for that child. His corpse is still in the White Dragon Pool. We need his close relatives to use a spell to find the corpse and put it in peace."

The old village chief was the most soft-hearted. When he thought of the child being abused by his father at a young age, he couldn't suppress his grief and anger. He didn't even care about seeing Wang Ershi's disgusting feeling worse than death. He nodded with tears in his eyes and said, "This chicken is for Xiaodie to replenish her body. I also asked the girl to make a bowl of chicken soup for her. I will go back to find someone to deliver a letter to Wang Er, and I have to cheat him back."

When the old village chief walked away, Fang Xiaomei raised an eyebrow at Mu Changfeng and said, "Stop crying anymore. When Wang Er comes back, ask whatever you want."

Mu Changfeng said: "Miss Fang is indeed a master of lying, and Mu Changfeng feels inferior."

Fang Xiaomei blinked, deliberately approached Mu Changfeng, and said with a smile: "I used to be too moral and never lie. Do you believe it?"

Mu Changfeng said: "I believe that Miss Fang must have been the purest and most kind person in the past. Now you also have a kind side, which is rare."

"According to you, I am not cruel enough. Being good at being bullied is the truth summarized by my ancestors." Fang Xiaomei groped in the veil casually and deliberately came to Mu Changfeng. "Only when I completely abandon my moral conscience can I be invincible in the world."

Fang Xiaomei's veil shook gently during her breathing, as if she had life, and she wanted to laugh at his ignorance and stupidity.

Mu Changfeng woke up in horror. When she was pushing Fang Xiaomei last night, she deliberately dropped her veil and deliberately showed her true face in front of Wang San.
Chapter completed!