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I kept thinking, connected the three big heads together, and finally thought of Han Baishan.
Ning An looked at Han Zhilin thoughtfully.
My eyes are flickering, facing the time and the characters.
Three years ago, the phantom plant group of four, lost his grandson in his later years, Han Baishan's various weird behaviors
I pondered for a while, then asked Han Zhilin: "Do you know how they all died?"
Han Zhilin thought for a while and said: "It seems to be a congenital heart disease. I don't know the specifics. This kind of thing is taboo in the village. I also heard some from my father."
I nodded slightly and asked again.
"Did Han Yiping and Han Gui have any grandchildren?"
Han Zhilin was taken aback, and then said.
"My daughter-in-law is dead."
I was stunned, and Ning An stopped to ask.
"How did you die?"
Han Zhilin said: "It seems that they all got sick, and some said they died of dystocia."
Ning An and I looked at each other, and we both saw doubts in each other's eyes.
Han Zhilin's mother died of dystocia, could it be that the other two also died of dystocia?
This is definitely not a coincidence, the grandson is dead, the daughter-in-law is also dead, and now only Han Zhilin is left
Daoist Qingyi also noticed something was wrong, and asked deeply.
"Are you married?"
Han Zhilin blushed and shook his head.
"I don't even have a girlfriend."
I think Han Zhilin is not too young anymore. When I asked him why he didn't have a girlfriend, he smiled wryly.
"I used to date girlfriends, but every time I brought them home, my dad said no, and it was embarrassing to mess with other girls in front of other girls, and they broke up not long afterward."
I asked curiously.
"Your father still cares about who you date?"
Han Zhilin sighed: "Don't worry, I have to let him know when I date a girlfriend, and I have always respected him. As he gets older, I want to find a girlfriend who satisfies him, and I don't want to be in trouble because of family problems in the future." Because of the quarrel, but I didn¡¯t expect that he would say one thing when I had a girlfriend, and he wouldn¡¯t dare to date me anymore.¡±
I was lost in thought, and Shen Mengfei suddenly spoke.
"I said when is this, can we stop talking nonsense!"
Nonsense?
I don't think so in my heart, there must be a problem here, but where is the problem?
After thinking about it for a long time, I didn't understand it, so I simply stopped thinking about it and leaned on the sofa with my eyes closed.
This resting spirit lasted until night fell, and more and more people were guarding us.
Judging from the situation, they are going to guard day and night.
I'm not in a hurry, just wait for Han Fushan to make a move, because we won't die, and this matter will never end!
The sun was setting, we put something on the bar, and Tan Shenglin yelled at the window.
"Han Fushan is here."
We got up hastily and opened the door.
The whole village gathered, and Han Fushan stood at the front, supported by Dr. Xia.
Seeing us come out, a group of villagers took two steps back subconsciously, then picked up the thing in their hands, and looked at me warily.
Han Fushan coughed twice, looked at Han Zhilin coldly, and said.
"Han Zhilin, I will give you a chance to tell the truth."
Han Zhilin hesitated for a moment, then stood in front of Han Fushan and confronted Han Fushan, staring fixedly at Han Fushan, and questioned.
"My father, Uncle Ping, Uncle Gui, were you the one who killed them all!"
As soon as he opened his mouth, Han Fushan didn't need to say anything, and the villagers were blown up immediately.
All kinds of ugly words attacked Han Zhilin in turn, but Han Zhilin remained motionless, still staring at Han Fushan.
Han Fushan was trembling with anger, pointed at Han Zhilin and said.
"Now that things have happened, you still refuse to say, okay, my Han family village is really talented! It's fine if you don't explain it, and you're wronged me for killing them. Look, big guy, I'll bury them all in the soil Half a man, what do I rely on to kill? I, Han Fushan, am grateful to everyone for letting me be the village head, and I also ask myself how diligent I am, I never thought, I really didn¡¯t expect that people will be wronged when they are old and old, cough cough."
"Village Chief!"
"Village chief, you must hold on, note??Body! "
"Han Zhilin, are you a human!!!"
I watched Han Fushan's performance and said to Han Zhilin who was trembling all over.
"Stop talking, come back."
Han Zhilin walked back, and I closed the door directly.
There is no need to argue with Han Fushan now, but what does he mean by coming here this time?
Could it be to prepare for the move?
I haven't figured out what he thought for the time being, so I continued to wait.
Time passed slowly, and when the pointer slipped to ten o'clock in the evening, the villagers guarding outside rioted and exclaimed.
I came to the window to see what was going on, and I was stunned.
The hazy moonlight does not show the holy light, and it is mostly the flashlights of the villagers.
But in such an environment, I can clearly see the thick fog coming, surrounded by hazy from all directions.
In a short while, the fog gathered together, and the denseness covered the light.
Ning An spoke in a low voice from the side.
"Han Fushan's trick?"
Tan Shenglin frowned.
"If he really did it, then his methods really shouldn't be underestimated."
I think these fogs are formed naturally, and there are rules between gathering and dispersing, which are obviously different from the fogs forced out by Feng Shui masters.
But today's weather should not be foggy, so the fog in front of him is probably created by Han Fushan, and his methods are really good.
Ning An asked what to do, I thought about it and said.
"Let's see the situation first."
At this time, the villagers outside were a little confused. Opening the window, they could vaguely hear their questions.
But many people also expressed that they don't want to stay here anymore.
While the villagers were discussing, the fog became thicker, completely blocking the light.
Under the hazy moonlight, it feels like the smog at its peak in the north.
We looked at each other, and our expressions gradually became serious.
A few minutes passed, the mist was so thick that it dripped water, and the hit on the face was very real.
"There's no problem with the fog." Ning An opened his mouth feeling the feeling.
At this time, the villagers outside were no longer visible, their voices were gone, and even the flashlight disappeared.
From our eyesight, the three meters ahead are no longer visible.
"The method is not bad!"
Tan Shenglin couldn't help but sighed, and then closed the window.
I frowned and pondered.
"Temporarily three people are on the first floor, and three people are on the second floor. If there is a situation, reinforcements will be provided immediately. If there is a serious danger, everyone will get together immediately."
Having said that, I, Ji Fangming, and Ning An took Han Zhilin straight to the second floor.
But what I never expected was that within a few minutes after we went up to the second floor, the villa also entered thick fog.
We were directly separated by fog on the second floor! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com