Smash the little fairy doctor, relying on fortune-telling to popularize the entire dynasty

Chapter 27 He Was Killed

"I don't know, I just remember that I passed out at some point, and when I woke up, my father couldn't see me and couldn't hear me when I got home."

Hearing his son's frightening and pitiful words, Fang Dawei's stopped tears began to fall continuously.

Holding tightly the body without warmth in his arms, Fang Dawei knew that maybe this was the last time he saw his son, and he was afraid that if he didn't pay attention, his son would disappear from his eyes again.

"Little sister, do you know how I died?"

Seeing that his father was so sad, Dabao wiped away the tears all over his face, and looked at Su Qingtian with red eyes, "If you know, can you help us?"

Hearing his son's words, Fang Dawei couldn't help but look up at Su Qingtian with anticipation in his eyes.

Mr. Xiao couldn't hear Fang Dabao's words, but Fang Dawei's eyes immediately caught his attention, and he couldn't help but also look at his good granddaughter.

"What happened?"

Mr. Xiao squatted beside Su Qingtian and asked in a low voice.

In the beginning, there were no other problems in the room other than the darkness, but now he suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing, and even his whole body was chilly.

"He wanted me to help find the body of his son Dabao."

Su Qingtian never planned to hide the ghosts and gods from her family, except for Xiao Nan who was too young to be suitable, she would not deliberately hide the matter from a person like Mr. Xiao who had gone through the battlefield.

Mr. Xiao was startled, and looked at his granddaughter's little face full of tangles, "Grandpa, do you think I should tell him?"

The dead cannot be brought back to life, even if Fang Dawei finds his son's body, he will not be able to bring him back to life, and more problems may arise.

Faced with such a serious question, Mr. Xiao was also silent for a while, stretched out his hand to touch Su Qingtian's small head and said slowly.

"It's sad for a white-haired man to send a black-haired man. If he can't find the body, he will not be peaceful for the rest of his life." The old man's voice was low, and there was a trace of warmth in this slightly cold room.

"My little Qingtian is very capable, why not help him this time."

As a grandfather, he shouldn't let his little granddaughter get involved in this kind of incident too much, but he watched Fang Dawei come all the way to the frontier from nowhere in order to find his son, and it must be hard to let go of his love.

The old general couldn't help thinking of his own Sanlang, the son who had been missing for a long time and still didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

It's a pity that he doesn't have the courage of Fang Dawei, and he can't leave other people in his family and the safety of the people, and look for Saburo all the way around the world.

Su Qingtian naturally saw the flash of sadness in Grandpa's eyes, she nodded.

Since Fang Dabao found herself by fate, and she has already helped the father and son, why not do the good thing to the end and send the Buddha to the west.

Su Qingtian left the protection of her grandfather, walked up to Fang Dawei and said slowly, "I can tell you about your son."

Fang Dawei couldn't help hugging the spirit body of his son tightly in his arms, and looked straight at Su Qingtian.

"He was murdered."

This answer made the man's eyes open angrily, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Dabao was...killed to death?!"

As he said that, he also lowered his head to check whether there were any scars on his son's spirit body, but unfortunately, the spirit body would not show the appearance of the injury when he was alive.

Seeing Su Qingtian nodded affirmatively, Fang Dawei asked excitedly, "Who is it?!"

"Li Zhaodi."

"Li Zhaodi? Who is she?"

Fang Dawei was taken aback by the unfamiliar name, as these three words did not appear in his memory at all.

There are indeed more than a dozen women surnamed Li in their village, but people in the village call them by synonymous names. Few people call women by their full names, such as the daughter-in-law or the mother of the child.

Seeing that the other party really didn't think about it, Su Qingtian thought about it and reminded her.

"Her husband just passed away last month."

Just passed away last month?So this woman surnamed Li is a widow?
widow? !
With a flash of inspiration, a figure appeared in memory.

It turned out to be that vicious mother-in-law!

Fang Dabao raised his head and blinked his eyes as if recalling, he looked at his father and said suddenly, "Before I fainted, I seemed to see Aunt Li."

"Is it Aunt Li from the house at the west end of the village?"

Fang Dawei looked at his son nervously, but Fang Dabao only had fragments of his memory, he said in a daze, "It seems so, I can't remember clearly either."

Although his son couldn't be sure, Fang Dawei at this moment has already determined that the murderer is Li Zhaodi. He looked at Su Qingtian and said, "Why did she kill my Dabao!"

"My family has never had any grievances with her family, why should I be so cruel to my son?!"

Holding the translucent Fang Dabao in his arms, the man's tears couldn't stop streaming down his face, but there was an unconcealable anger under the tears.

Su Qingtian sighed softly. This was one of the reasons why she didn't want to meddle in other people's business. Whenever a problem was involved, there would be endless troubles in the future.

"Because Dabao accidentally ran into her and her concubine killing her husband."

This was the reason why Fang Dawei never thought of it. He recalled that before he left the village to find Dabao, he did see Li Zhaodi's house was in mourning, and he even went in to pay his respects when he passed by.

Is it...

"At that time, people in the village said that this scholar had some serious illness and passed away after only a few days."

"So it's all the evil done by that poisonous woman Li Zhaodi!"

Now it seems that this woman Li Zhaodi must bear more than Dabao's life.

"Dabao, where is Dabao?"

Fang Dawei covered his son's ears and asked softly.

He really couldn't say the word corpse.

"Dabao's body is under Zhang Xiucai's coffin."

After saying this, Su Qingtian felt a burst of hunger in her stomach. It seemed that the stomach of this small body was still too small to absorb much nutrition.

Under someone else's coffin? !

Fang Dawei's hairs stood on end, Li Zhaodi, a vicious woman, could think of all sorts of tricks.

Old General Xiao behind him was shocked by the vicious methods of this village woman. She killed innocent children for her own self-interest, and even pressed the corpse under her own husband's coffin.

Is this woman really not afraid of ghosts and gods, and not afraid of someone knocking on the door in the middle of the night? !
After taking a sip of the wine to regain her senses, Su Qingtian said slowly, "This woman poured chicken blood mixed with black dog blood on the coffin, and then asked someone to seal the coffin with seven-inch black nails, for the souls of Dabao and her husband-in-law Can't escape the confines of the coffin."

"Fortunately, Dabao was just sealed under the coffin, and escaped with a daze of luck."

"If you have been suppressed in it for decades, you will eventually become a ghost who kills your relatives first and then destroys your family."

There was silence in the house for a while.

Except for Su Qingtian, the two of them were so frightened into cold sweat by this vicious and shady method, if Fang Dawei hadn't been so persistent in looking for his son, if he hadn't met Su Qingtian today.

The two murders will probably never be discovered.

"Go back early when you're full. Li Zhaodi will marry her concubine next month, and they will leave Fangjia Village together. It will be difficult for you to find clues to catch her."

(End of this chapter)