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    Shen Mengfei looked at me in astonishment, with disbelief in his eyes.

    Ning An sneered: "The third master is kind, but I will tear your mouth apart."

    Shen Mengfei was furious and was about to speak when Tan Shenglin also reprimanded him coldly.

    "Shut up!"

    Now, Shen Mengfei didn't dare to speak anymore, he had already made public anger all the way up to now.

    Daoist Qingyi gave Shen Mengfei a warning look, and immediately asked me.

    "What happened just now?"

    I briefly explained the fog, and they all looked at me with strange eyes when they heard that the formation was so weird.

    "What's wrong?" I asked.

    Ning An sighed.

    "It's still the third master who is capable. If it weren't for you, we would be in trouble now."

    Ji Fangming agreed: "This formation is really weird. It can be broken easily, and it is terrifying if it is feared."

    I waved my hand, looked at the scattered villagers on the ground, and muttered.

    "We need to find Han Fushan before they wake up and before the villagers react."

    Ji Fangming asked suspiciously.

    "Where is Han Fushan now?"

    I looked at Long Youling Road.

    "On the mountain, I guess he is in the field of picking plants."

    Shen Mengfei snorted coldly: "There is no one to lead the way, where can we find the plant picking land?"

    I looked at Han Zhilin and said.

    "Take us to find Dr. Xia."

    When we came to Dr. Xia's home, we only saw a dead body.

    Dr. Xia had a dagger stuck in his heart and was killed by one blow.

    I thought of this result, but I still can't believe that Han Fushan is really so cruel.

    Ning An asked me if I thought Dr. Xia would die, I sighed.

    "Dr. Xia has been singing with Han Fushan. Either he really knows something, or he is kept in the dark, but right now, it seems that Dr. Xia should know Han Fushan's secret."

    Han Zhilin hurriedly asked what to do next, I looked at him and said.

    "Go to Uncle Cheng."

    Not surprisingly, when we showed up at Uncle Cheng's house, his expression changed.

    Uncle Cheng urged: "Why did you come out, come in quickly!"

    Then, he looked around, and Master Qingyi said "No one is following", Uncle Cheng still looked at it worriedly for a long time before closing the door.

    Aunt Cheng was also startled when she saw us, and then took the initiative to make tea.

    The atmosphere in the room was a little tense, I looked at Uncle Cheng in the smoke and said.

    "Doctor Xia is dead."

    "What?"

    Uncle Cheng suddenly got up, stared at me tremblingly, and asked with an angry face.

    "It was you, you killed it?"

    It is not surprising that he can think so, after all, we have come out of the villa, and everyone in the village knows my skills.

    I shook my head and said, "Uncle Cheng, you won't believe me no matter what I say now, but I know who the murderer is, but right now, the murderer has escaped."

    Uncle Cheng panted heavily and asked, "Okay, who do you say is the murderer!"

    Han Zhilin said.

    "Village Chief, Han Fushan!"

    Cheng Shu was stunned on the spot, his face full of disbelief.

    Daoist Qingyi slapped Jishoudao.

    "This matter sounds hard to believe, but it is indeed Han Fushan's ghost, and the complexity of the matter is far beyond your imagination. The death of the three big men and Doctor Xia are all related to Han Fushan's purpose  .¡±

    Uncle Cheng suppressed his anger and said coldly.

    "Purpose? The village chief has worked diligently for the Han family village all his life. What purpose does he have?"

    I cut off and said, "If you take us to Caizhudi, we will know what his purpose is."

    "It turns out that you are still thinking about picking plants, and your goal is indeed phantom plants! Han Zhilin, you bastard! If I don't take you there, will you kill me too!"

    Click!  !  !

    There was the sound of the tea set breaking at the door.

    I looked back and saw Aunt Cheng standing at the door in shock and fear.

    All of a sudden, the atmosphere in the room became even more depressing.

    After a while, I sighed and said.

    "Uncle Cheng, sit down and calm down first."Uncle Cheng looked at me sarcastically: "Even if I die today, I will not take you there!"

    I said again helplessly.

    "You don't believe us, don't you believe Han Zhilin? Do you really believe that Han Zhilin killed his father?"

    No way, now I can only play the emotional card.

    Han Zhilin gritted his teeth aside.

    "Uncle Cheng, don't you believe me? When I was young, you often praised me for being sensible, and when I came back in the past two years, did you see any conflicts between me and my dad? Even if it's for money, I will definitely not do it."  Come out and kill your father! I don¡¯t know what to say to make you believe me, I¡¯m actually the same as you, if it weren¡¯t for Mr. Wang and several masters, I would definitely not believe that the village chief would be the murderer.¡±

    Master Qingyi said indifferently: "We really want to know something without anyone noticing, and there are ways to get your memory, but you will die if you do that, do you believe it?"

    Uncle Cheng's face was extremely ugly, and he was really angry at the threat of Daoist Qingyi.

    But he looked at Han Zhilin again, and the two of them looked at each other for a while, when Aunt Cheng at the door suddenly spoke.

    "I believe in Zhilin. I watched this kid grow up. I don't believe he can do such a beastly thing."

    Just as Uncle Cheng was about to reprimand, Aunt Cheng said again.

    "You still told me when you came back, you said that Zhilin is definitely not such a person, why don't you believe it now? Is it because of Han Xia? Think about it too, if they really killed Han Xia, and then asked you to lead the way  Caizhudi, why do they still tell you that Han Xia is dead? Zhilin knows your temper, and the more you are threatened, the more you have a bad temper, the more you go against it, so they are not threatening you, and they did not kill Han Xia.  "

    We all looked at Aunt Cheng in surprise, we didn't expect her to say such a thing.

    Han Zhilin gratefully came to Aunt Cheng's side, then hugged Aunt Cheng sobbing, and said aggrievedly.

    "Auntie, I really didn't kill my dad, I'm his son."

    Aunt Cheng patted Han Zhilin's back and comforted: "I know, I know, how could you kill your father since you were young without a mother? Don't be afraid, I believe you."

    Han Zhilin was crying badly, and the more he cried, the more fierce he became.

    The word grievance can really crush a person to death.

    I took a deep breath, looked at Uncle Cheng and said.

    "I remember you said that no one except Han Fushan knows the real location of Caizhudi, but you can take us to that road, and we will go the rest of the way by ourselves."

    Uncle Cheng sat down, lit another cigarette and pondered for a while, then sighed.

    "Okay, I'll take you there."

    I looked happy and hurriedly said.

    "It's not too late. Let's start now. If there is no result tomorrow, it will be difficult to think about doing anything."

    Uncle Cheng got up, got dressed, prepared a flashlight, and said to Aunt Cheng before leaving.

    "If I don't come back tomorrow, set up a monument next to Brother Baishan's tomb." (Remember this website: www.hlnovel.com
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