After listening to Chen Jin's remarks, Old Man Zhang, who was convinced, was about to go to the west of the town to find his nephew Liao Ji and tell the other party what he knew.

After all, the mayor is dead now, and there are only a few people in this Weinan town who can speak, among which his nephew has the greatest prestige.

If his nephew could arrange Lu Shandian's funeral at such a moment and handle the strange things in the town well, he would basically be the next mayor.

At that time, as an uncle, Old Man Zhang, in the eyes of the people in the town, could definitely put an extra layer of gold on his face based on his nephew's identity.

He was thinking about these small things in his mind, and the old man's steps were a little faster. Not long after, his figure appeared at the gate of Liao Ji's house.

At this time, Liao Ji was having breakfast with his wife and children in the main hall. As soon as the figure of Old Man Zhang appeared, he attracted his attention.

"Uncle, are you doing something early in the morning?" Putting down the chopsticks in your hand, Liao Ji quickly got up to greet him.

"Uncle~" "Uncle~"

As Liao Ji was greeting him, his wife and children called out Old Man Zhang one after another.

The old man smiled and nodded in response, then followed his nephew into the house and roughly talked about the future. However, he did not mention Chen Jin, but changed all what Chen Jin said to him to what he saw.

The old man's meaning is very simple, because he believes Chen Jin's words, and then his nephew may not believe Chen Jin's words. Even if he believes, he will inevitably talk a lot. Therefore, he simply omitted these details and directly said that they had seen it with his own eyes.

In the eyes of the old man, he has been close to his nephew since he was a child, and he will definitely not have too many doubts about what he says.

...

"What? You mean the ancestral hall was haunted last night?"

After listening to Old Man Zhang’s story, Liao Ji’s face was full of incredibleness.

"You turtle, don't even believe my uncle's words?"

Amid his nephew's rhetoric, Old Man Zhang's face changed and he looked at him seriously.

Seeing the change in the old man's expression, Liao Ji nodded quickly and replied: "Believe, if I don't even believe your uncle, then there will be no one in this world who I can trust."

The sleek Liao Ji quickly comforted Old Man Zhang, and then the two of them talked for another time in the house.

"Ji'er, you also know that your uncle, I have high expectations for you. I came to you early in the morning for nothing. I just wanted you to handle these messy things in the town. At that time, who can compete with the next mayor?"

"I understand what my uncle means, so I'll start dealing with it now."

"It should be like this. Since you want to be the head of a town, you must do a good job of face."

Old Man Zhang smiled and reached out to pat his nephew, then said, "Let's go, follow me to the ancestral hall first, and I'm going to analyze it for you on the road."

In this way, the uncle and nephew hurried to the ancestral hall in the town.

As they walked and chatted, not long after, when they were about to arrive at the ancestral hall, they saw from a distance that some people were already surrounded by the entrance of the ancestral hall.

"Jier, it's time for you to show off. Go and handle these things well. In addition, you must not take the advice I just gave you as a warning, do you know?"

"Don't worry, uncle, my mother has been here early. You have been worried about me since you were a child, so you will definitely not harm me. I will do your advice just now."

When they were about to arrive at the ancestral hall, the uncle and nephew said something again. Then, Old Man Zhang did not go to the ancestral hall with Liao Ji, but went home by himself.

Liao Ji took a shovel and a bamboo trout, and pulled the tragically dead dog into the bamboo basket in the eyes of everyone.

"Do you know how this dog died?"

While pulling out the dog's corpse, Liao Ji looked at the crowd and asked.

When everyone heard this, they shook their heads, but no one answered.

"Okay, since you don't know the cause of death, I'll tell you."

He leaned against the outer wall of the ancestral hall and Liao Ji told him in his original form what Old Man Zhang told him just now.

After his words, the people who were originally watching were shocked.

"What I said just now was all my uncle saw with his own eyes. I believe he would not lie to me. And everyone think about it carefully. Our Weinan Town has always been peaceful, but just yesterday, the mayor suddenly died suddenly, and then this poor dog died here again. Do you think this is normal?"

After Liao Ji finished saying this, most people showed fear and shock on their faces, and a small number of people looked at him with confusion.

At this moment, a rough man who seemed to be about twenty-five or twenty-six hurriedly ran from the west of the town towards the direction where the ancestral hall was.

The person who came was named Liao Ping, who lived on the south side of Shangxiaoheng Street in the town, was Liao Ji's cousin.

"Brother, brother, it's not good, something big happened."

Liao Ping, who was running in a hurry, roared like this after seeing Liao Ji standing by the exterior wall of the ancestral hall.

This exclaim immediately attracted the attention of everyone who was originally surrounded by the ancestral hall.

"What's wrong, brother, what happened?"

Seeing his cousin running hurriedly, Liao Ji put the bamboo basket on the ground and asked in confusion.

“This ~”

Liao Ping, with a panic on his face, ran to his cousin when he was about to speak, and his light swept to the head of a dog placed in the bamboo basket on the ground. He immediately shook his whole body and trembled. He took a few steps back with panic on his face, tripped on a stone on the side of the road and fell to the ground.

"Brother, what's wrong with you? Is it okay?"

Seeing this, Liao Ji quickly helped his cousin up and asked, "Do you know whose family this dog belongs to?"

When Liao Ji asked this question, Liao Ping swallowed his saliva in panic and replied: "The dog belongs to Lu Yin and Mao's family."

"From Yin Mao's family? Is he at home now? Do he know that his dog died here?"

"I know, I just got up, and I was about to go and play with his little girl, but I found that his family had a dead household registration."

"What? All his family members were dead? How is this possible?"

"Really, they are all dead. The couple and their children are all dead. And that's the case... Brother, come with me and have a look."

After the conversation between the Liao cousins, the people who were originally surrounded by the ancestral hall and were already panicked, were covered with a layer of dark clouds in their hearts.

After Liao Ping expressed his purpose for coming here, their cousins ​​and most of the onlookers went to Lu Yinmao's house on the south side of Heng Street.

On the way, the townspeople who had just gotten up and were unaware of this situation also followed curiously when they saw this situation.
Chapter completed!