Chapter 71 Crack

The explosion of the noodle tank is naturally to blame for Pan Qi and Mao Dan, who are white cooks. However, this explosion method really can't make people say anything. After an investigation, the flour also dispersed at any time, and the cooks returned to the room one after another, probably because Pan Qi's voice was "haunted", which made more and more people believe that it was a ghost.

Because it was delayed for more than an hour, the dinner time was pushed back a little. The people who came to get food in the canteen changed their previous silence and complained. Deng Bai also appeared in the pressure array of the gang room. It seemed that he was afraid that someone would make trouble. His face was cloudy, as if he wanted to tear everything in front of him.

Pan Qi made her own calculations in her heart. At this time, she questioned whether Huang Hu could kill Deng Bai. After all, the conflict between the one-eyed man and Deng Bai ended in the tragic defeat of the one-eyed man, and his dignity was swept away. If the one-eyed man really had such ability, why not humiliate Deng Bai on the spot? Anyway, his identity as the leader of the new army is also There is no fear.

At night, Deng Bai's appearance deepened all this. It has been more than two hours since he told the first name of the one-eyed man, and the one-eyed man has not done anything. Shit, I didn't say that I wanted Deng Bai to die immediately. Once Deng Bai continues to live at noon tomorrow, he will be miserable. Pan Qi scolded himself in his heart. He thought about the rules many times and thought he was smart to convey the information, but ignored the limits of the incident. Now it is impossible to find a one-eyed man and tell him the specific requirements. It is impossible to create this chaos again.

Pan Qi endured the night in tremour, during which she thought of countless escape plans, including giving all the money to the eggs and letting him run with him, but this was equivalent to putting all the eggs in a basket. Pan Qi thought that he had not yet reached this desperate situation. She found an opportunity and cut about one or two from the gold leaf into small pieces. Although Maodan doesn't open her mouth, she will definitely not give it, but it is unrealistic to expect Maodan to do this kind of charity. Reason kept suppressing fear, and Pan Qi was trembling until dawn.

Deng Bai didn't come to greet the men to get up in the morning, but this doesn't mean anything. The husband is not a very diligent person. Even when he comes to greet everyone up, most of the time after everyone gets up, he goes back to bed. Pan Qixin had expectations. She was not sure and was afraid that she would be disappointed.

Deng Bai hasn't appeared until breakfast time has passed and the work of preparing lunch has begun, which is not normal. The gang also began to talk. At first, it was whispered. As time went by, the voice of discussion gradually became louder, buzzing, as if a pile of flies poured into the kitchen in winter.

Pan Qi needs a confirmation. He must see Deng Bai die with his own eyes to feel at ease. But fortunately, she saw it soon.

Near noon, there was a sound of dogs barking outside the room, which was familiar to everyone. It was two yellow dogs raised by Deng Bai. On some times, he would also bring them to the room. It is said that when a cook was disobedient, Deng Bai would make his two dogs alive.

However, today's dog barking is very different, much wilder than usual. Pan Qi himself was not the only one who realized this problem. The gang seemed to be ready to move. Finally, as if it had been discussed, everyone stopped their work and filed out of the door of the gang room. Pan Qi and Mao Dan naturally followed them.

The sound of dogs barking was not far from the kitchen. Everyone turned around a warehouse where things were stored and arrived at the scene. The two yellow dogs were barking and biting a body. The body obviously died for not long, and there was blood flowing out, and the yellow dog's tongue was licking the blood, which was scary.

At first sight of the body, Pan Qi recognized it. Deng Bai, the owner of the dog and the husband of the room, was torn and bitten by the dog. Whether it is the dress or the face that has been bit out of shape, it proves that it can't be wrong.

"Isn't that Deng Bai? How to bite your dog to death? Pan Qi was recognized by far more than Pan Qi.

"His dog is as violent as he is. You see, Deng Bai still holds a whip in his hand. I think he beat and scolded these two beasts. As a result, he pissed off these two vicious dogs and bit their owners to death. Someone in the kitchen has tried to restore the scene.

Indeed, this is a reasonable explanation. It is not very rare for a vicious dog to bite its owner, but Pan Qi did not expect that Deng Bai was so brave that he could not defeat two yellow dogs and died under the dog's mouth, which added a rather absurd ending to this person's life.

In addition, the two dogs didn't seem to feel the onlookers. They just bit Deng Bai, but they didn't look at the others.

Everyone watched for a moment, afraid of getting into trouble, and someone began to return to the room. At this time, other people had found Deng Bai's body, so they began to drive away the rest of the gang. Pan Qi confirmed the news of Deng Bai's death, and a stone fell to the ground. There was no need to worry about bathing for the time being, so he hid in the crowd and returned to the room with everyone.

"You did it, didn't you?" The hairy egg suddenly said without end.

At this time, Pan Qi had just stood in front of her chopping board, and this word that broke the truth caught her off guard.

"Why do you say that?" Pan Qi stared at the hairy egg.

"You asked me yesterday what would happen if Deng Bai died. You left inexplicably yesterday afternoon. Pan Qi, I don't know how you did it, but I feel that all this must have something to do with you. Mao Dan's eyes did not give in.

"What do you want?" Pan Qi waited for the showdown of the hairy egg.

"Give me the money after the thing promised me yesterday." The hairy egg licked his lips: "Then, tell me how you did it."

Pan Qi took out the golden words cut yesterday from his arms and gave them hairy eggs. Regarding how Deng Bai died, I think it was caused by ghosts, just like yesterday's explosion.

As a result, the hairy egg shrugged his shoulders slightly and did not continue to ask questions. Instead, he held it in his arms and began to have a busy lunch. Pan Qi knew that the hairy egg was getting more and more dangerous. He was too close to himself and it was difficult to bypass him. If he didn't develop him into an ally, he could only kill him.

What should I do? Another name? No, I can't bear it.

At noon, the one-eyed man appeared in the room. I heard that Deng Bai died and was bitten to death by his own dog. Well, this is the end that offends me, hahaha." The roar of the one-eyed man is as if there is no one around.

This is his mastery. The more he says so, the more others will think that it has nothing to do with him. However, Pan Qi knew that he did the thing, but he didn't know how he did it.

The one-eyed man paced in front of the white case: "Hey, the one who makes pancakes, pick up two for me." At the same time, two fingers were stretched out.

Pan Qi understood what he meant that Deng Bai had been killed and there were still two names left.

I have to calculate the two names. Pan Qi wrapped the pancake and threw it to the one-eyed man.

Wu Song

Wu Song is ready to go to the surrounding villages and towns for conscription in the past two days, but if there is any other way, he will not recruit the young and middle-aged workers in those families who make a living by farming. Now there is indeed no way. The date is approaching. Even if he resists his own military conscription and fights to be removed from prison, the court will naturally appoint a new one. The person in charge of recruitment, for the people on the ground in Yanggu, the outcome will be even worse.

But before he started, Wu Song decided that he must completely solve the matter about Qi Si. Then you must know, Mrs. Wang, whether the thing you see is the body of Qi Si. It's actually very simple to figure this out, as long as Qi Si's grave is dug up.

Although things are simple, they are a little im moral. Grave digging and digging tombs is a disgruntled thing. Even the county magistrates' subordinates attach great importance to it. Many things can't be told to them. It's really unreasonable for them to dig up their predecessors for no reason. In addition, he has to pay attention to the social impact. Wu Song has heard some claims about his dictatorship. He knows that he is becoming the kind of "dog officer" he cursed in Qinghe, so this statement of digging graves is even more important.

What should I do? Playing this kind of word game is not Wu Song's specialty. What's embarrassing now is that he doesn't have anyone to negotiate with. An Daoman is dead, his brother can give limited opinions, and Phoenix doesn't understand the rules of the world at all. He doesn't want to tell Haisha about this matter, which will add a lot of trouble to her in poor health. So to get rid of these people, the answer seems to have no choice. The only candidate is Grandma Wang.

Wang Po herself is a witness to the Qi Si incident. If she doesn't deal with it, she can use the hat of "rumor-mongering" to force her to comply. Grandma Wang has been living in Yanggu for many years. As long as she can cooperate, she is the best candidate.

You can't go home to find Grandma Wang. In that case, Grandma Wang will feel dependent and call her to the county government office. This old lady must be particularly afraid of seeing an official. When I sit here, I guess she will kneel down in fear. Yes, that's it. Wu Er made up his mind.

"You guys, go to my house and find Grandma Wang. Remember, your attitude is better in front of your sister-in-law, but if your sister-in-law doesn't see it, her attitude will be more vicious. Anyway, try to scare her and bring her here. Wu Song gave the order.

Those officials almost nodded, smiled, said, "All heads later", turned around and went out. Wu Song knew that what these people were best at was to intimidate the people and send them to scare Wang Po, which must be a good idea.

Less than half an hour later, the officials took Wang Po in front of him. Wu Er knew at a glance that Mrs. Wang was scared a little, and her eyes were a little confused. She didn't know what her men said.

"Oh, aunt, sit down." Wu Song spoke, but did not look up, but pretended to be writing an official document, just observing Wang Po with his spare light.

"Lord, old lady dare not sit down. I don't know where to offend the head. Please forgive me. Grandma Wang did not get up, but knelt down and couldn't help kowtowing. Wu Song felt pain for her when he heard the sound of kowtowing.

"Well, you don't have to kowtow. I have something to ask you." Wu Song threw the official document in his hand aside: "You guys go out. I have a few words to say to my aunt."

Those officials immediately left the room. Wu Song waited for a moment, waited until they went far away, and then said, "Grandma Wang, you told me that day that you saw Qi Si's body was still sunny, covered with blood not far from the door of my house, right?" Wu Song deliberately stared.

"Yes, that's true." Grandma Wang nodded like a chicken pecking rice.

"Then let me ask you again, can you see the sunny Qi Si again these days?" Wu Song stood up, put his arms on his chest, and looked down at Grandma Wang.

"No...No." Grandma Wang lowered her head.

"Wang, I have done a lot of investigations in the past two days, and I have seen that you are the only one who has the body of Qi Si, which makes me doubt that you have any intention to sneak into my house under this excuse. In addition, once this statement of dead people are scattered among the crowd, it is more confusing than demons. Are you a spies sent by the enemy country to seduce people? Wu Song tried his best to make his hat bigger. This kind of spy's rhetoric was already the biggest crime Wu Er could imagine.

"Absolutely not, it's all clear. I did see Qi Si, covered in blood. The corpse threads used by Andao's suture are clearly visible and can't be wrong. The old lady hasn't been far away in her life, and she is going to die again. It's impossible for a spy to find me like this. All heads are clear, all heads are clear." Grandma Wang couldn't help kowtoing.

"Auntie, in fact, I don't believe you, but you only have witnesses and no evidence." Wu Song's words turned around and his attitude eased down. He made a helpless expression to Grandma Wang and wanted to imply that the hat was not what he wanted to give her, but the pressure from the people around him.

And Grandma Wang obviously heard the mystery in Wu Er's words, so she raised her head and looked at Wu Song seriously. Wu Er found that Grandma Wang's forehead had been broken and he couldn't help bleeding.

"Look at you, that's what I said. Why are you kowtoing?" Wu Song took a silk handkerchief from the table and handed it to Grandma Wang, signaling her to hold the wound.

Wang Wang turned out to be a silk handkerchief and pressed her forehead. I haven't read the book and don't know what can be used as evidence. Please make it clear. Entong is recreated, and I dare not forget it.

What hasn't read, Wu Song laughed in his heart. Grandma Wang is indeed an elf among people, and she has almost guessed her purpose. Instead of giving evidence randomly, it's better to ask Wu Song what he thinks. Instead of retreating as progress, he has taken many detours. However, at this point, Wu Song has achieved the purpose of the threat and does not have to hide it. He believes that the spy's hat makes Grandma Wang dare not have any reservations.

"To be honest, Grandma Wang, I have come up with a way to confirm the authenticity of this matter, that is, let's dig up Qi Si's grave and see if his body is still there. Don't we know what's going on?" Wu Song is induced.

"What they all said is that the old lady is so stupid that I can't think of such a wonderful way." Grandma Wang nodded her head and praised.

"However, isn't it a little unpleasant to dig up the graves of people like Qi Si? You have to think about this mess you caused. It took me so long to talk about what I wanted to say. Wu Song felt very tired, but he knew that he had to do it.

"Let me think about it." One side of the handkerchief has been soaked in blood. Grandma Wang took off the handkerchief, folded it again, and continued to press the wound with a clean side.

Wu Song stared at Wang Po and found that Wang Po had no fear when she first entered the government. Instead, she was a kind of calmness to master the rules. Just forced by the spies' hat, he still knelt on the ground and dared not get up.

The time of incense passed in a hurry, during which Grandma Wang folded her handkerchief twice. The handkerchief was already stained with blood and looked a little dirty.

"Lord Dutou, I thought of the words." Just when Wu Song decided to give Grandma Wang another veil, Grandma Wang suddenly opened her mouth.

"Tell me about it." Wu Song sat on the chair and raised his legs.

"In our and nearby state capitals, we all think that it is unlucky for a wifeless person to die and need a little remedy for him. Of course, generally speaking, they burn paper people or something, and especially rich people will marry the deceased. Of course, people who can get married in the yin room generally have daughters-in-law, so there are not many people who do this. Qi Si died without a wife, so he could make a marriage to Qi Si in the name of his subordinates, and he could open his coffin with him. If this is done like this, it will not only not be left to others, but also bring a great reputation. Grandma Wang said the result of her thinking.

"How should we get married?" Wu Song had never heard of this custom before, so he asked Wang Po.

"The wife's room is very simple." Grandma Wang explained, "You just need to buy a skeleton of a dead girl who has never been married, put it in Qi Si's coffin, and do some Taoist rituals on your face, even if it's done."

Wu Song was impressed that even if he wanted to go for three years, he would not come up with such a good strategy of two birds with one stone. It seems that Grandma Wang is indeed a little Taoist.

(The marriage has a long history and appeared before the Han Dynasty. But this thing is really a waste of manpower and material resources and is useless to the living. Of course, it is not certain that it must be effective for the dead and has been banned. However, the actual situation in ancient China is similar to now. State officials set fire and the people lit lamps, and the upper classes of society have never stopped related activities. For example, Cao Chong, who is called an elephant, hired the dead Miss Zhen to be Cao Chong's wife because he did not marry his daughter-in-law. The Song Dynasty described in Water Margin is exactly the most prevalent stage of marriage, so arranging such a plot is not fabricated, but a reasonable imagination.

In addition, marriage, even now, still happens from time to time in some parts of China. Here, I would like to express my words of encouragement to many men who are still single. Even if they are alive and don't marry a daughter-in-law, there is hope to die.

Encourage with you.)