Chapter 9 Guilt

How many tofu makers are there in the entire Fushan District?

I was shocked when I got the affirmative answer. I thought Zhang Tofu was just a little older and uglier, but I didn't expect that he turned out to be a shameless bt.

Next, I found that the road Gui Laoliu drove the donkey cart on became more and more familiar.

"Hey, I escaped from this mountain after all the hard work, and now I'm being brought back in circles -" I felt disappointed and floated above the donkey cart with the female ghost, in the form of a soul.

In addition to being disappointed, I also felt guilty. I felt guilty towards my grandma for not being able to fulfill the oath I swore in front of her coffin. I also felt guilty towards the Hidden Immortal Lord, who helped me escape in the fog, but I failed to live up to expectations and was still trapped. Caught back!

I looked at the sun above my head and asked, "Shouldn't ghosts be afraid of the sun?"

How could she exist at will?

The female ghost replied: "Before I died, I thought ghosts should be afraid of the sun. The sun will indeed weaken our energy as undead, but what scares me more than the sun is the human heart!"

"The human heart is dark and dirty. Look, I can't live in peace even in death. Isn't it because of the defeat of the human heart?" She looked into the distance with sympathy: "It seems that your fate is almost the same as mine -"

I saw a group of people coming from a distance, led by none other than You Xiangui, who had suffered a thousand cuts.

"Sixth sister, you are so good. This damn girl is really capable of running away, and you have already encountered her!"

"This little girl told me to go home for a funeral, so I guessed that the funeral was for your Dafu Village. Zhang Tofu, this time I'm repaying your debt to that damned guy last time. As for you -"

You Xiangui wisely took out a red envelope from his clothes and gave it to Gui Laoliu. It seemed that they had already discussed it. It was absolutely impossible for me to escape from this mountain on my own.

Gui Laoliu accepted the red envelope with satisfaction, turned around and his face changed, and said, "I came back this time because of one thing!"

"what's up?"

"Have you found what the mute hid back then?" Gui Lao Liu asked mysteriously, lowering his voice for fear of being heard.

You Xiangui hesitated for a moment, shook his head and said, "You know, that mute can't speak, so where can I find him?"

"This village is so big. People are dying under your nose. You can't find it? Do you, You Xiangui, know?" Gui Laoliu was right. You Xiangui is a habitual thief, and he doesn't know anyone's situation. Men Qinger.

You Xiangui spread his hands: "I really didn't find it. I can't hide it from anyone, but I can't hide it from your sixth sister!"

After listening to it in confusion, I roughly figured out who died that year and who hid something before his death. This thing was so important that Gui Lao Liu came back to look for it.

Not long ago I learned that You Laoliu stole my grandma's things and hid them under Widow Wang's bed. Could these two things be the same thing?

But now, I don't have time to think about all this, because I saw You Xiangui go to the well to pick up a bucket of water, walk up to me in front of me, and pour a bucket of water down.

I was floating in the air but was sucked back into my body uncontrollably.

I took a big breath, and my whole body was soaked with ice water, which made me shiver with coldness.

The village chief, who had not yet left, persuaded from the side: "You Xiangui!"

I thought the village chief still had a conscience, so I hurriedly asked him for help: "Grandpa village chief, you watched me grow up. You can't let them treat me like this. That Zhang Tofu is a beast. He killed a Innocent girl..."

But then, I heard words that made me despair.

"Take it easy, don't cause trouble and I'll have to clean up your mess later!"