Jiang Xi was not afraid at all and thought that he had a good suggestion: "The prince's appearance is peerless and can't be covered. It's better to pretend to be sick and not come out, and by the way, he can help us delay the time of leaving."

Ye Zheng smiled: "I think this proposal is good, too."

Chu Ji glanced at him coldly, shook his sleeves and turned around.

"He's angry?"

"No, he agreed."

Jiang Xi raised his eyebrows and showed a pleasant smile.

"Then what we are going to do next." Ye Zheng took the initiative to ask Jiang Xi for his opinion.

Jiang Xi took advantage of the fact that there was no one around and said his inference in one breath.

The so-called bold guess, be careful to prove it-

"Since the little mute said that Grandma Wang was lying, then the story of Grandma Wang cannot be believed, but it cannot be completely unbelieved. Sister Zhang also said that Song Er and his brother Song Da have a bad relationship, but the little mute Aweng and Song Da have a better relationship. So, I might as well imagine it and turn this story upside down..."

"Song Er becomes a little mute Aweng, and the little mute Aweng becomes Song Er?"

Jiang Xi nodded: "I guess, the story is probably like this. The little mute Aweng picked up a person with a broken leg on the mountain, was unable to take care of the patient, and entrusted him to everyone Song... Not to mention whether this person's identity is a real fugitive, it can be confirmed that the Song family really got into trouble because of this, and among them, Song Er played a role that was not very glorious."

"Why is it not glorious?"

"For example, rumor, or something." Jiang Xi shrugged and continued his inference, "Anyway, Song Er harmed his brother's family, causing Song Da's family to be involved in trouble. After that, Song Da's family's life and death were uncertain. The little mute Aweng, who saw everything, had a dispute with Song Er. Maybe he had some evidence from Song Er. Song Er was anxious and chose to kill people to settle it."

Ye Zheng calmed down and said, "It sounds like something makes sense, but there are still some things that can't be understood."

Jiang Xi spread his hands: "I am not a premonition, and it is impossible to guess everything. This is just a little inference from me. Boldly guess and carefully verify. Next is the process of our verification. First, we need to find the Song Da family!"

On this point, Ye Zheng and Jiang Xi's ideas coincide with each other.

"Let's go to Song first and have a look."

After the two agreed, they were walking towards the door of the yard. After opening the door, they ran into Grandma Wang who was wandering nearby.

There may be countless lies and viciousness hidden under her kind-hearted face. Jiang Xi could not have a good impression of her. She said hello to Grandma Wang like she was just acting.

"Did you see the little mute? I'm looking for him for something."

Jiang Xi shook his head decisively and said he didn't see it.

Then he closed the door again with Ye Zheng.

Grandma Wang stared at the door with a smile and did not leave for a long time. Her profound gaze made people creepy.

Jiang Xi was very decisive and pulled Ye Zheng to say that he might as well climb over the wall and go in.

As a result, when he turned around, he saw Ji Xing standing at a loss beside the little mute who was lying on the ground.

"Disappointed?" Jiang Xi hurried forward to check the little mute's condition.

The little mute face was pale, and there was still a little fear on his tender face. I don’t know if it was because he saw Grandma Wang’s appearance.

Jiang Xi could not wake him up, but his soul kept falling and falling under the stimulation of fear...

...

He suddenly sank into the darkness, and the surrounding air became wet.

Someone held his shoulder and shook it twice, then woke up.

He opened his eyes in a daze, and before he could notice what had happened, he felt that he was stuffed into the cabinet by Ahon who had stood up in a hurry.

Ahon?

"No matter when Ahon didn't call you, you couldn't come out, do you know?"

He didn't know what was going on, so he could only listen to Ahon and nodded obediently.

Ahon touched his head, carefully closed the cabinet door, and did not forget to expose the gap to make him breathable. Then he turned around and went outside the yard-

The faint eyes, which blended with the environment in the darkness, saw the lightning and thunder outside through the gaps in the cabinet door, and the heavy rain was pouring out.

Snow and lightning illuminates the yard.

The wardrobe he was in was facing the yard. He saw Song Er from the same village at a glance, swaggeringly pushing the door and walking in, hit Ahon hard, and cursing and talking about old things and the like.

Ah Weng was not angry, and he swallowed his anger and asked Song Er to enter the house to hide from the rain.

"What are you looking for me?" Ah Weng said in a bad tone, and Song Er was not very happy.

Song Er turned around sinisterly: "You really plan to go to the government and talk about my eldest brother's family?"

Song Er's words seemed to touch Awen's reverse scales, and Awen was furious: "Beast! That's your elder brother! Your dear brother! They killed your elder brother's family! A total of seven people! And your elder brother's newborn grandson..."

"What's the matter with me?" Song Er's face was as ferocious as an evil ghost. "Their family was dead! You can't drag me to die with them, right?"

Ah Weng was so angry that he trembled all over: "So you want to save your life and make your elder brother's family die in vain?"

"Of course not." Song Er suddenly calmed down.

Ahon thought he had changed his mind and was about to say something.

Song Er lowered his head and suddenly pulled out a sharp short knife from behind his waist and stabbed it into Ahweng's stomach!

Half of the sharp blade was lost in Ahweng's belly, and blood flowed, and Ahweng instantly knelt on the ground.

"It's not only for my life, but also for my wealth! They all agreed. If I don't pursue it, I'll give me a lot of money! So... die!"

Song Er roared angrily, and the remaining half of the blade disappeared into it.

Ah Weng's expression changed in pain, but he still drank back without wishing to be outdone: "Must... say it! Song Da can't just die like this... say it! Say it!"

Song Er seemed to be crazy, pulled out a short knife and stabbed it again.

One knife, one knife, another knife.

"Can't say it! Can't say it! Can't say it!"

He repeated the sentence and stabbed it. He repeated the sentence and stabbed it.

That face can no longer be described as an evil ghost.

Even the evil ghosts in hell are not as terrifying as the swelling greed on this face.

Grim, dark and bloody.

This house is the real hell on earth.

But Song Er did not notice that there were still eyes hidden in the closet. He witnessed everything in shock and stiffness. Finally, he met the gaze that seemed reluctant to leave when Ah Weng fell to the ground after he died.

Song Er realized what he had done when his hands were full of blood.

He turned around and ran away in a panic.

And the child in the wardrobe kept echoing in his ears-

"Don't say it!"

Don't say it.

If you say it, you will die.

He fainted in the closet. When the person who was rushed to find out, his high fever did not subside and his convulsions continued.

When he woke up again, he forgot the scene where Ah Weng was killed by Song Er, and only remembered Song Er's "Don't say it".
Chapter completed!