The little lady of Xuanmen has become popular in the sixth palace by fortune-telling

Chapter 218 Ghosts are much cleaner than human hearts
Everyone dispersed at the entrance of Maojiayuan, and Xu Anan and Cheng Huai also moved into the same house as at the beginning.

Mrs. Mao also brought the meal, which she put on the table before hesitating: "Two distinguished guests, if..." She gritted her teeth: "If it's really not you, please help us find the murderer."

Xu Anan was helpless. Mao's family was really honest. If they were really the murderers, they would laugh until their stomach ached when they heard her request to hide in the dark.

She nodded and said: "Don't worry, the murderer is probably an acquaintance in the village, and he is very low-key, so you guys won't even think about him."

Mrs. Mao's expression changed. In fact, ever since the death of their first child, they had felt that it was a person from the village who knew every household thoroughly. However, most villagers were honest, so who would be so crazy?

In the past two months, five children have died.

Mrs. Mao walked out absentmindedly. Mao Yuanxiu and Li Xianglan were waiting outside the house. When they saw her coming out, they hurriedly asked: "Mom, why are you so distracted? But what did those two people say to you?"

"The two people said that the person who committed the crime was an acquaintance in the village, and it might be someone we couldn't guess."

Mao Yuanxiu pondered quietly. Naturally, he would not be like his sister, who thoughtlessly said that they were responsible for the death of the children in the village.

These two people only appeared recently, and Zhou Yaner's death most likely had nothing to do with them, but the person behind it wanted to frame them.

With the scapegoat, he no longer has to be found. It is very likely that he is not going to kill, but is going to stop.

Mao Yuanxiu felt a chill in his heart as he thought about it. Neighbors in the village had known each other for decades, and even if they had conflicts on a daily basis, they would not lead to murder.

He screened them one by one in his mind. There were almost no people in the village who were too low-key to go out, and everyone was smiling.

So who is it?

"Yeah, it's time. I want to go to Zhou's house."

Hearing Li Xianglan's voice, Mao Yuanxiu came back to his senses and said, "Why have you been visiting the Zhou family for the past two years?"

Even Mrs. Mao looked at her: "Yes, although you and Ling'er have a good relationship, it's a bit bad to go there so frequently."

Li Xianglan pinched her cuffs with her fingers: "My sister-in-law gave me a folk remedy, saying that she got pregnant with this recipe. I thought about it and tried it. My sister-in-law doesn't like to go out very much, so I had to go find her."

When she heard that it was for the purpose of giving birth to a child, Mrs. Mao didn't stop her. She even went to carry a basket and put some noodles and eggs in it.

"You have to bring something with you when you go to visit her and come back early."

Upon hearing that Mrs. Mao was right, Li Xianglan breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the basket and left.

Mao Yuanxiu sighed slightly: "Mom, the child will come naturally when it's time to come, so what's the best way to prevent it from damaging the body?"

Old Mrs. Mao glared at him: "Will your sister harm Xianglan? This is all for her good, so that the Mao family can flourish as soon as possible. At my age, I don't even have a grandson, so don't worry. Kill me."

At Mrs. Mao's age, it's time to have grandchildren, not to mention grandchildren. She doesn't even have a granddaughter. How can she not be anxious?

Every time she saw several elders in the village walking around with their grandchildren, looking happy and happy as a family, she was filled with envy.

Old lady Mao pushed Mao Yuanxiu: "Hurry up and give me a grandson to hug." When it came to giving birth to a child, Mao Yuanxiu was also a little embarrassed, and his dark face seemed to be blushing: "It's better to give birth to a grandson in the village first. Let’s settle this matter and let the child’s affairs take its course.”

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When dusk falls and it gets completely dark, villagers hold torches and come to Mao's house. They want to keep an eye on Xu Anan to find the murderer. If they don't find the murderer, they will hand them over to the government for disposal.

"You stay in the house and take good care of your legs. I'll go take a look at the mountain where the body was dumped."

Cheng Huai also heard Xu Anan's instructions, looked at his incomplete leg, and nodded helplessly: "Then be careful and come back immediately if there is any danger. Do you understand?"

Since Xu Anan recovered her memory, she now knows how to use her previous inner strength. She looked at her tender white palms and realized that her martial arts skills should be better than those of Cheng Huaiye's hidden guards. She thought that she could spar with Mu Qing when she returned. .

Everyone outside had been waiting for a long time. Seeing that Xu Anan hadn't come out yet, they gradually became impatient. Could it be that he was playing a trick on them?
The next moment, Xu Anan appeared in front of everyone. The villagers automatically made way for her, and the Mao family followed behind her.

After seeing Xu Anan leave the yard, everyone followed him spontaneously. They wanted to see what this outsider was going to do.

After walking for about a cup of tea, we saw the mountains of Guyuan Village. Even in November, the leaves in the forest were still dense and cold.

"Sheep, sheep, sheep, jump over the flower wall, the wall is broken, the donkey grinds the mill, the pig carries firewood, the dog makes the fire, and the kitten gets on the kang to make cakes."

A strange female voice suddenly sounded from the forest, and everyone stopped. The villagers looked at the dark forest and were stunned, not daring to take another step forward.

Who was singing in the woods in the middle of the night, and the voice was so weird? Village Chief Guyuan swallowed his saliva: "Oh, he must not be a ghost."

The villagers looked at each other, and Mao Ling stood up and looked at Xu Anan: "Mrs. Xu, please continue to move forward. Are you so hesitant because you are afraid that the ghost of the dead will come to claim your life?"

Hearing this, Xu Anan suddenly smiled: "Ghosts are much cleaner than human hearts. Why don't you tell me how your daughter died."

Mao Ling clenched her fists: "Isn't it you who caused her harm? I comforted her a little when she came back crying, and then let her go out to play. After you left, I went out to look for her and found her body!"

Her tone was not filled with sorrow, and her eyes were swollen from crying in the past few days. She was still in confinement period, and her disregard for her health moved everyone present.

Mothers always love their children.

Before Xu Anan could speak, the strange and permeating female voice sounded again, with a crazy smile: "Sheep, sheep, sheep, jump over the flower wall, hahaha, the wall is broken, there is a fat baby outside the wall, the baby said he is going home .”

Xu Anan snatched the torch from one of them and looked at the scene in the forest.

There was an unkempt woman wearing tattered and patched clothes, singing and dancing crazily in the forest. She slightly raised her head and looked at the dark sky, with a crazy and weird smile on her lips.

Mao Yuanxiu stood close and was startled when he saw this: "Ms. Xu?"

Once they heard it was Mrs. Xu, the villagers put down their fear. Only the crazy woman would come to this forest at night.

Some villagers sighed: "Oh, Mrs. Xu is very pitiful. Her son accidentally fell to death in this mountain five years ago. I'm afraid he has been wandering here a lot in the past few years."

　It’s over, Lao Cheng feels like he’s useless in this copy!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)