Chapter 50

Before walking downstairs, Chen Shouyi heard Chen's mother's voice.

"It's true. It's too late for others to hide such an evil thing. You're really in the eye of money to get close to it."

"Mom!" Chen Xingyue held Chen's mother's arm and said coquettishly:

"I'm a martial apprentice. What's to be afraid of? Their family is not all right."

"What if that dirty thing still knows someone?" Chen's mother was still worried and said, "people don't even dare to go. What are you going to do with an outsider?"

"At that time, can't I run? If I can't even run, it's not safe for me to stay at home. Mom, don't worry!"

"I'm so angry."

"Well, well, since you are going, be careful in the evening and take care of your brother." Chen Dawei said.

Chen Shouyi, who was watching Chen Xingyue's joke, couldn't help opening his mouth.

I'm already very good, okay!

But in the end, he didn't say anything.

Yes, I thought you were bragging.

In his heart, he decided to examine martial apprentices as soon as social order was restored.

Don't underestimate the identity of a martial apprentice, which itself is a manifestation of social status.

In other words, it is equivalent to having political power in advance, enjoying corresponding rights and obligations, and having the identity of a militia.

Especially in a small place like Dongning, if you have the identity of a martial apprentice, others will often look up to you, and always greet the eyes of awe and envy. This is the instinctive reaction of ordinary people to powerful peers who can easily take their lives.

If it weren't for Chen Xingyue's apprenticeship, it would be so easy for her parents to agree to go out.

Of course, no one will invite her!

……

The cold moonlight, with a slight chill.

Two figures, one high and one low, walk one after the other.

The alley is very quiet. I can only hear the footsteps of two people clearly.

Chen Xingyue is dressed in cotton sportswear, with a sword box on her shoulder and a mobile phone in her hand to illuminate in front.

Chen Shouyi looked at his mobile phone and finally couldn't help asking.

"Why do you still have electricity?"

"The car is charged, don't you know?"

Chenshouyi: "..."

If it weren't for Chen Xingyue's warning, he would have forgotten that the car could be recharged.

……

The residential areas in this area are self built European style two-and-a-half story houses with single doors and single courtyards. Due to the unified planning at the beginning, the residential areas are unified horizontally and vertically, which does not look messy at all.

It's just that his house is on the street. When he goes out, he goes to the street.

Chen Shouyi rarely walks around the community. Now he feels a little strange when he comes.

It was not seven o'clock at this time, but the streets of the community were empty.

If it weren't for the faint lights in the houses on both sides, people would suspect that everyone had fallen asleep early.

Uncle Wang's house is easy to find.

His yard was covered with black tarpaulin, which was very dark.

The iron gate of the yard is closed.

The two men walked forward and knocked on the door. They only knocked twice, and the door quickly opened.

Open the door is Wang Debiao's daughter-in-law ah Fen, a middle-aged woman in her forties, wearing a white filial piety dress and a black cloth flower pinned to her chest.

Her face was haggard and her bags under her eyes were a little deep.

Chen Shouyi was quite impressed by her eyes, which were full of panic.

However, anyone who encounters this kind of thing, it is estimated that he can't be at ease.

"Oh, Chen Xingyue, here you are. Please come in."

"Hello, aunt." Chen Xingyue said.

Chen Shouyi also followed the salutation, and walked in with Chen Xingyue.

The yard was filled with a faint smell of corpses.

It's very lonely and pitifully few people.

Except for one brother and two sons of Uncle Wang, there was only Wang Debiao's daughter-in-law ah Fen, and the other relatives didn't come, which was obviously scared.

Seeing Chen Xingyue, several people greeted him as if they saw a straw.

Uncle Wang's brother, a 70-80 year-old man, stood up from the seat and walked over trembling first, saying.

"Xingyue, it's up to you this time. Your martial apprentice's Yang is vigorous, which can most frighten the evil spirit. I hope my brother can live in peace today. We living people can't stand repeated tosses."

Most old people are superstitious, not to mention the occurrence of such things, you have to believe.

Chen Xingyue was also facing this situation for the first time. She was a little overwhelmed and flushed: "this... I don't know if it's useful?"

"Even if it's useless, it doesn't matter. We'll rest assured with you." Wang Debiao squeezed out a smile and said.

It's a small matter whether you can control the evil spirit or not. The key is to be brave.

"Yes, yes!" Uncle Wang's second son also agreed, for fear of scaring Chen Xingyue away: "now my father's body is tied up, it's not dangerous."

"Xingyue sit!" Ah Fen hurriedly said, "don't stand there, and Dawei's son."

I call my sister by first name, but when I come to him, it's someone's son.

The difference in address represents the difference in the status of the two people in the hearts of everyone.

Chen Shouyi didn't care either. He was already used to it.

"Come over with Xingyue. I feel a little strange." Ah Fen said with a smile, making tea and taking snacks.

Chen Shouyi replied perfunctorily.

……

The night is getting dark.

Several people sat drinking strong tea while chatting.

After these two days of events, the sad atmosphere has long disappeared, and there is only fear and anxiety.

With these words, they talked about what happened last night.

The words seemed to regret that the body should not have been brought back and should have been left to the police.

Call a few people, you a sentence, I a sentence.

Chen Shouyi also roughly restored the original situation.

It turned out that after Uncle Wang's body was shot down by the police that day, it became as motionless as a real body.

The police don't know how to deal with this. They don't have this business, and they have never encountered such a strange thing.

Chen Shouyi guessed that these policemen were probably terrified at that time.

It happened that the family members of the deceased came. After explaining the situation, they asked the family members to take it back again.

Speaking of it, it's really twists and turns.

After hearing a few words, Chen Shouyi was in a daze in silence.

He glanced at Chen Xingyue, who was concentrating on playing games with his mobile phone.

I can't help feeling a little blunder. I knew I should have brought a book. Even reciting a dictionary of general terms is better than having nothing to do now.

He got up a little bored and walked a few steps in the yard.

At this time, he looked at the mourning hall, couldn't help but be curious, and walked over.

Others glanced at him and did not stop.

……

At this time, it was already 12 o'clock in the middle of the night. The candle light in the room was flickering, a faint yellow, and two white waxes were jumping and burning on the desk. Most of them had been burned.

The air was filled with a strange smell mixed with corpse odor and incense candles, and there was a white cloth curtain behind the desk.

And Uncle Wang's body is behind the cloth tent.

Subconsciously, he stepped lightly, walked slowly past the cloth tent, and glanced at Uncle Wang's body.

The body was tightly tied to the bed with ropes, and its skin was waxy yellow without a trace of blood.

A shroud, put on the body, looks too broad, it is obvious that the body muscles have shrunk.

The body has not been cleaned up since it was retrieved last night.

The dark gray shroud covered with dust has several bullet holes on it, and a dark wet trace can be seen at the wound.

Because the shroud was gray, he could not judge whether it was blood or grease of the body.

In addition to several bullet holes in the body, the most obvious wound is still in the head. A bullet, oblique from the cheek, entered the brain, leaving a terrible black wound.

At this time, Chen Shouyi suddenly noticed a detail. His nails were a little dark, dark.

Moreover, the fingers are still moving slightly from time to time.

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