The short-lived ghost of the Xie family has lived a long life

Chapter 773
Hearing that his brother was not poisoned, a hint of surprise appeared on Chen Pi's originally expressionless face.

"Little girl, what's your name?"

"Yan Sanhe."

"Why does the court want to re-investigate the Zheng family's case?"

"A few days ago, the Zheng family's wall collapsed overnight, and 180 ghosts are still there."

Chen Pi's expression briefly became blank.

"You said you were sent to Haitang Courtyard because you were young; you also said that you became the person you are now, not a human being, not a ghost, not a ghost, after that corpse collection."

Yan Sanhe: "It seems that you must have discovered something that cannot be said."

Kong Mang dispersed, and Chen Pi stared at Yan Sanhe. After a long while, he bit out one word from between his teeth: "Yes!"

Although he is young, his master is a powerful one.

The master started working for free at the age of 16 and worked until he was 70. He has never seen any kind of dead person.

Sometimes the gangsters from the Criminal Department would secretly come to him to ask for help when they encountered a corpse that could not be detected.

Although he only studied with the master for four years before becoming a master, he worked with the master after graduation.

After working for ten years, the master fell down and never got up again, so he started working alone.

In the eighth year of Yonghe, as soon as the massacre of the Zheng family came out, he guessed that he would be taken away to collect the body.

There are only a few dozen people in Sijiu City doing idle things. With so many people from the Zheng family dying, there simply aren’t enough manpower.

Sure enough, two days later, the four East, South, West and North families began to gather people to prepare coffins and funeral items.

Fortunately, every coffin shop has some bottom-of-the-box inventory, otherwise there might not even be enough coffins.

The next day, the coffin and people arrived at the Zheng family's residence.

Chen Pi will never forget that scene until his death——

The coffins were transported into the Zheng family one after another, and finally they were lined up neatly, which made people's scalp numb.

At this time, an official spoke loudly. Chen Pi could not remember the original words, but only remembered three things the man said.

In the first one, the good coffin is for the master of the Zheng family, and the bad coffin is for the people;
The second thing is that the master of the Zheng family should also be given good clothes and shoes to wear. The master's face and body must be clean, and he must look like he has died.

The third thing is, no one is allowed to discuss this matter outside this door. Anyone who dares to talk about it behind his back will not only be deprived of food but also suffer trouble for his family.

At the end, he added: The case has not been solved yet, and the murderer is at large. If you say it casually, and someone who cares about it hears it, if it reaches the ears of the murderer, it will ruin a big thing.

Hearing this, Yan Sanhe had to interrupt.

"What is the surname and name of this official? Which yamen he is from?"

"Qian Chengjiang, Minister of Criminal Affairs."

"Where is this person serving as an official now?"

"Where is the King of Hell?"

Yan Sanhe: "How did you die?"

Chen Pi: "It is said that he fell asleep and never woke up again."

"Supposedly?"

Yan Sanhe frowned: "The implication is that there is a secret behind his death?"

Chen Pi shook his head slightly, "Miss Yan, let's talk about going back to Haitang Courtyard."

Yan Sanhe no longer asked, but made a mark at Qian Chengjiang's place, "Go on."

Chen Pi raised his head again, "After he finished speaking, he began to assign work to us. Several people collected the corpses and several coffins were clearly separated."

He waited for a long time but didn't hear his name being called. He was still wondering why he didn't send more dead people to him even though he was strong.

For a dead man, the official will give him four taels of silver.

Collect a few more so that I can treat my eyes.

It wasn't until there were only four coffins left on the ground that Chen Pi heard his name.

In this way, he followed a row of guards with knives and walked to the inner courtyard of the Zheng family, followed by sixteen coffin bearers.

After walking to the northeastern corner of Zheng's mansion, the guard pointed to a yard in front and asked him to go in and work. "Later I found out that the courtyard was called Haitang Courtyard, and the family of the old general's youngest son lived there. The couple had a son and a daughter.

There were two corpses lying in the yard, and two more corpses in the west wing of the second room. "

Chen Pi's voice suddenly became distant, and the only thing left in Xie Zhifei's ears was "a husband and wife with a pair of children."

Haitang Courtyard is a second-entry courtyard. The courtyard is not too big, but it has rockeries and running water.

My father and mother lived in the east wing on the first floor, and the west wing was my father's study;
He and Huaiyou lived in the second room, he lived in the east wing, Huaiyou lived in the west wing, and there was a main room in the middle.

Her father also set up a swing for her in front of Huaiyou's wing.

Xie Zhifei looked at Yan Sanhe's very pale face and said in a deep voice: "Chen Pi, you don't need to elaborate on anything else. Just tell me what you think is strange."

There are some things that you cannot listen to more than once.

If you listen to one more words, it will be a heart-piercing pain.

Who would have thought that if he was alive, she would be alive too!
"There are two strange things."

Chen Pi breathed hoarsely, with a very painful expression on his face, "The first part is the general's youngest son. His intestines... don't look like... they don't look like..."

"It doesn't look like I pulled it out by myself."

The thin skin on Chen Pi's face trembled fiercely, "Miss Yan, you, how did you know?"

Yan Sanhe: "I will follow your words and continue."

"I don't know, I really don't know, it's just...just..."

Chen Pi shook his head and suddenly became incoherent.

"There is no blood...it's not...there is blood...it's not...the blood is wrong...it shouldn't be there...it's not..."

Xie Zhifei couldn't listen anymore, so he stood up from his chair, put his hand on Chen Pi's shoulder, and gave it a gentle squeeze.

Chen Pi's face suddenly turned grim in pain. He looked up and saw Xie Zhifei's sharp jawline.

"Miss Yan, ask a question, answer it, don't say it on your own."

Xie Zhifei winked at Yan Sanhe, who immediately asked: "Chen Pi, where's the blood?"

Chen Pi: "The one in my youngest son's hand?"

Yan Sanhe: "Which hand?"

Chen Pi: "Right hand."

Yan Sanhe: "What's wrong with the blood on Zheng Huantang's right hand?"

Chen Pi's eyes slowly moved: "There is blood on the back of the hand, but there is no blood on the palm..."

Xie Zhifei's pupils suddenly tightened, he stood up and threw himself on the ground, crawled forward a few steps, and grabbed it with his right hand, as if he had really caught something.

He looked down.

His complexion changed dramatically.

After looking at it for a long time, Xie Zhifei's face showed an expression of despair, so he reached his hand to the wound on his lower abdomen and pulled hard.

Yan Sanhe stood up involuntarily.

She immediately understood the meaning of Chen Pi's words——

If it was Zheng Huantang's right hand that pulled out the intestines, there should be blood on the palm of his right hand.

However, there was no blood on the palm of his right hand, but there was blood on the back of his hand.

Yan Sanhe raised his eyes and looked at Xie Zhifei: "Why is there blood on the back of Zheng Huantang's hand?"

Xie Zhifei was silent for a moment, "Because he was holding the knife in his right hand, blood spattered and fell on the back of his hand."

"Then why is there no blood on his palms?"

Xie Zhifei lowered his head and looked at Yan Sanhe, his eyes trembling a little, but his voice was unusually calm:

"Because he didn't pull out the intestines by himself at all."

(End of this chapter)