"Why, you don't even dare to face a weak woman like me?"
Seeing that none of them responded, Fusha laughed as he spoke.
Yes, she is just a weak woman.
Zhuang Youjie thought quietly in his heart, Sister, you are a murderer with several lives behind you, no one should think carefully about it if they come against you.
Liang Yuanque was naturally stronger than him, and he could still hold his own.
He looked at Fusha, his eyes seemed to want to stare right through the woman in front of him.
His eyes gradually deepened in silence, making Fusha very uncomfortable.
From the first time they entered the water village, Fusha had been paying attention to them silently.
Although they claim to be brothers, Fusha is a very careful person, and he can tell from some clues that they are not actually a family.
Rather than being brothers, it is better to say that they are a pair of partners, the kind who have not developed a tacit understanding.
Fusha became extremely curious about them. At the risk of being scolded by his elders, he went out frequently in the past two days just to meet them.
But after they actually met, she began to feel that the younger brother of the pair of "brothers" gave people a very uncomfortable feeling.
He seemed to have never looked at her directly, but he seemed to have always had a pair of eyes behind her.
Liang Yuanque finally had enough of observing her, "Sister Fusha, so you admit your crime?"
There was no ups and downs in his tone at all, making it difficult to judge the emotion and meaning in it, and it was impossible to judge what he would do next.
Fusha began to feel unbearable in his heart, but on the surface he was still trying to maintain it and did not answer his questions directly.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time. I've been waiting around here for the past few days. Let's talk for a moment."
Zhuang Youjie glanced at Liang Yuanque without any trace, and the latter's expression was calm, but based on his understanding of him, he knew that Liang Yuanque would definitely agree.
In order not to fall behind, he took the initiative, tugged on the hem of Liang Yuanque's clothes, and whispered, "I'll go with you."
Liu Yun seemed to want to stop them, but then realized that he had no position at all, so he remained silent and wanted to follow them into the wooden building.
But Fusha stopped him with a very harsh tone, speaking in Shuizhai dialect.
Liang Yuanque didn't bother to analyze it. Anyway, it was just some blocking words.
The wooden buildings nearby looked like they had not been inhabited for a long time, but the building where Fusha was located had been cleaned very well.
Judging from the water marks on the ground that have not yet dried up, it may have just been cleaned by Fusha.
This building has two floors, like most wooden buildings in Shuizhai. The first floor is used for daily life and meeting guests, and the second floor is for bedrooms.
Fusha was sitting at a wooden table at the door of the first floor, holding a teapot on the table and pouring them tea.
This tea set, not to mention Liang Yuanque, even Zhuang Youjie noticed that it was a very typical Central Plains style.
Fusha didn't look at them, but noticed their gazes and said very frankly,
"Yes, this tea set is a gift given to me by Wang Ming."
As she spoke, she filled a cup of tea, held it in both hands and handed it to Zhuang Youjie.
Zhuang Youjie was stunned for a moment, but he still chose to take it and was polite subconsciously.
Years of complicated tutoring have formed a set of habits in his bones and blood, and he will always use that exquisite and troublesome set of politeness at moments when he can't even notice it.
Fu Sha had never left the water village, and he couldn't speak Chinese well. He didn't know how to speak politely, so he just ignored him.
Liang Yuanque behind him did not take the tea cup she handed over, but directly pulled up a chair and sat across from Fusha.
"Then tell me what you know."
Fusha thought for a moment and actually laughed. It seemed that all the murders that had happened in this village were ridiculous.
"I killed both my wolf-hearted husband and that annoying woman."
"But it's really a pity for the female doctor. She is a very good person. I only killed her as a last resort."
Liang Yuanque did not answer her words. At the same time, he quietly kicked Zhuang Youjie under the table, indicating that he should not speak and let Fu Sha perform alone.
"And Wang Ming, he also died in my hands, but not with a knife, but with poison."
As she spoke, she raised her eyes and glanced at Zhuang Youjie, who was holding the teacup in his hand, "The poison was put in that teacup."
Zhuang Youjie's eyes widened in shock. He had just taken a sip of tea and had not yet swallowed it. He was so frightened that he quickly spat it out.
But he had just swallowed a few mouthfuls, and he could only look at Liang Yuanque in horror, asking for help.
The person who responded to him was Fusha. She smiled and waved her hand to Zhuang Youjie, "Don't worry, I don't have to kill you. I've swiped this cup back and forth several times."
Liang Yuanque also gave him a reassuring look, telling him that what Fusha said now could be trusted. Zhuang Youjie felt relieved after seeing this.
Liang Yuanque still wanted to leave a chance for Fusha to continue talking, but it was obvious that the woman had finished what she wanted to say, and at this time she was enjoying her tea leisurely.
There was no other way, Liang Yuanque had no choice but to speak out.
"You killed your husband because he betrayed you. Did you kill Wang Ming also because he betrayed you?"
There was a crack in Fusha's always calm expression, even with a hint of a smile, and his whole face gradually became distorted.
Seeing that there was something going on, Liang Yuanque struck while the iron was hot and pretended to be suddenly enlightened and continued,
"Oh, I understand. You are yearning for the outside world and want your husband to find a chance to take you out. But instead of taking you, he is in love with another woman and gave someone else the promise he failed to give you. .”
"So you killed them in anger. Unexpectedly, the days after that were even more difficult. A widow was restricted everywhere in the water village. Even when she stepped out of the house, she was criticized."
"You couldn't bear this kind of life. Just when you were about to collapse, you met Wang Ming from outside. You two started an underground love. He agreed to take you out to see you."
"But as we all know, a man's mouth is a liar. It doesn't take long for him to become ruthless and break his promise to you."
"You couldn't bear the first betrayal, and naturally you couldn't bear the second, so you killed him and let this man who also betrayed you stay here forever!"
As his voice gradually became louder, Fusha's expression became increasingly ugly, and he almost collapsed.
After Liang Yuanque uttered the last syllable, Fusha finally couldn't bear it anymore. She stood up and shouted almost madly, her eyes almost bulging out.
"That's nonsense. If you don't know anything, don't talk nonsense here!"
It's a very primitive method of provoking generals, but it works.
What Liang Yuanque wanted was the look of her emotional breakdown. He looked at her playfully, his tone was unhurried and full of provocation.
"Your Chinese is actually quite bad. Who gave it to you, the red flower woman, or your husband who has become a dead ghost?"
Fusha screamed and stretched out his thin hands towards Liang Yuanque's neck!
