I said firmly: "Don't say that the Zimu evil has not yet formed, even if it has already formed, as long as they dare to harm the village, I, Cheng Yi, will eradicate them!"
The reason why I decided to help Xiao Ma deal with the evil spirits was not only because of my duties as Mr. Ma, but also because I had a feeling that the Qian Lanlan incident seemed to be related to the Soul Refining Pot we were looking for. The fragments are somehow related.
With my statement, Xiao Ma suddenly gained confidence.
"Mr. Cheng, I feel relieved with your words. Just tell me whatever you need me to do!"
I nodded, pondered for a moment, and decided to start looking for clues from the source.
Then, I returned to the coffin again and looked down at Song Tianshi's body.
As I watched, my pupils suddenly shrank, and I made a new discovery.
There was a huge wound on Song Tianshi's chest, and traces of blood were still spilling out of it. The entire coffin was stained red by Song Tianshi's blood.
I stretched out my hand to explore Song Tianshi's wound. When I came into contact with Song Tianshi's body, I couldn't help but be shocked.
It turned out that the wound had penetrated Song Tianshi's chest, and all his internal organs had been taken out!
Seeing Master Song's death in such a miserable state, the little Taoist priest was so angry that he clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.
"This hateful evil spirit, I must catch it and avenge my master!"
Logically speaking, even evil ghosts only use their yin energy and resentment to attack living people, and it is impossible to cause such huge physical trauma to people.
Besides, even if it was Qian Lanlan who did it, Song Tianshi had no grudge against her, but why did Qian Lanlan use such cruel means to kill Song Tianshi?
In this regard, countless questions appeared in my mind.
At this moment, Qian Lanlan's father, Qian Youcai, also walked over from the front yard. When he saw Song Tianshi's body, he staggered and fell to the ground in fright.
"How, how could this happen! Even Tianshi Song was..."
I turned to look at him and said solemnly: "Uncle Qian, I want to ask you a few questions about whether the issue of the evil spirits between my son and my mother can be solved. I hope you can answer it truthfully."
"Mr. Cheng, what do you want to know?"
Qian Youcai said tremblingly, with a hint of panic in his eyes.
"I want you to tell me about Qian Lanlan, why she committed suicide by drowning in the river, and whose fetus is hers?"
Under my questioning, Qian Youcai's face turned pale and his lips trembled. I don't know if he was frightened or for some other reason. He muttered for a long time before he started to tell us about Qian Lanlan's situation.
It turned out that Qian Youcai had a son and a daughter. His son Qian Hao was studying in college elsewhere, and his daughter Qian Lanlan dropped out of junior high school and stayed at home to help with housework.
Two months ago, Qian Youcai suddenly discovered that his daughter often suffered from nausea, vomiting, drowsiness and other symptoms. Qian Youcai realized something was wrong. Under his questioning, Qian Lanlan finally admitted that she was pregnant!
When Qian Youcai heard this, he became furious. In his eyes, Qian Lanlan had always been well-behaved and sensible, and had never done anything out of the ordinary, not even holding a boy's hand.
Now that he is pregnant suddenly without knowing why, how will he see anyone in the village in the future?
Qian Youcai pressed his daughter to ask who the biological father of the fetus in her belly was, but Qian Lanlan's stubborn temper grew and she refused to tell her even after being slapped several times.
Qian Youcai was furious and directly made a marriage contract with a large grain farmer in a nearby village, requiring Qian Lanlan to abort the fetus within two months and marry the stupid son of such a large grain farmer.
Qian Lanlan refused to obey, and had many fierce quarrels with Qian Youcai, and finally ran away from home a week ago.
"Maybe I spoke a little harshly, but I never thought that she would be so obsessed with it that she would commit suicide by drowning in the river!"
Qian Youcai's eyes were red and he said with some choking.
"Now this stinky girl has turned into a devil and wants to harm the villagers. Mr. Cheng, you must catch her and not let her continue to harm the villagers."
During this period, I have been watching Qian Youcai's expression.
Although his attitude seemed sincere, he could not feel the slightest bit of grief for losing his daughter in his tone.
And when answering my questions, he kept his head lowered and his eyes were a little evasive, as if he was deliberately hiding something.
I immediately concluded that what Qian Youcai said was not the entire truth.
If I continued to ask, he would definitely not provide valuable information, so I decided to start investigating from other aspects.
"By the way, Uncle Qian, what happened to those people who were in the funeral procession?"
Thinking of this, I deliberately dropped the subject and asked Qian Youcai.
"You talk about them."
Seeing that I no longer asked about Qian Lanlan's affairs, Qian Youcai couldn't help but relax.
"I was so scared at the time that I just carried the coffin and ran back home with a few fellow villagers. I didn't know the situation of those who were buried. I only informed their families. I heard that they were all taken back by their families later."
I nodded and continued to ask: "Do you know the addresses of these people?"
Qian Youcai glanced at me suspiciously: "Mr. Cheng, why are you looking for them?"
I said calmly: "You don't have to worry about it. Anyway, it's to solve the evil evil of Zimu. You only need to tell me the address."
"Oh well."
Qian Youcai didn't dare to ask any more questions, so he told me the addresses of those people.
Most of the entire funeral procession came from villages and towns near Shantou Village. The nearest member, Liu Dagang, lived in Shanwei Village, twenty miles away from Shantou Village.
After writing down this information, I didn't say anything more and asked the little Taoist priest to find people from the Taoist temple to help them transport Tianshi Song's body away.
After doing all this, I left Qian Youcai's house and checked into the nearest inn with Lonnie.
Xiao Ma didn't go home because he had to deal with the blood mole on his body. Instead, he stayed in the inn with us.
Early the next morning, when we opened the door and were about to set off, we saw a familiar figure.
"Brother Bai, why are you here?"
Seeing Bai Ze appear, I asked with some joy.
Although I was still a little curious about the relationship between Bai Ze and Bai Susu, I also knew that now was not the time to ask about these things, so I didn't say anything more.
"Looking for the fragments of the Soul Refining Pot is not your own business. It is our responsibility as well. Brother Cheng, we can fight side by side again!"
Bai Ze said with a smile.
"Okay, let's set off!"
I nodded heavily, took Bai Ze with me, and rushed to Shanwei Village to look for Liu Dagang.
On the way, I told Bai Ze what happened in the past two days. Bai Ze was amazed after listening to it. His judgment was the same as mine, and he expected that there should be other stories behind Qian Lanlan's death.
