Fairy, the chasing husband crematorium

According to her analysis, this is likely to involve a struggle for power.

The income of this tea garden is quite good, even after it was handed over to Xizilou, there is still a lot of surplus. Over the years, people have been greedy, and Mengtian's illness may not be peaceful.

And their purpose is very simple, that is to maintain the stability of the tea garden.

Because with the current situation in Sichuan, it is really not easy to have such a stable income industry.

Thinking that the money collected here may be his own in the future, Duan Yu's expression suddenly became serious.

This place must not be messed up!

Obviously, although Xia Xi is young, she has a high reputation in this area. After hearing her coming, several people in the tea house immediately came out to greet her with respectful faces.

Xia Xi still had a cold face and said, "Call Master Meng to come see me."

The manor of this tea house is located at the end of the hillside. Looking from here, you can clearly see the tea fields rolling along the hillside.

To be honest, this is indeed a very refreshing sight.

But when he heard that Xia Xi wanted to see Meng Tian, ​​an old man who was supposed to be the butler couldn't help but wonder: "Miss Xia, the owner has something to go out."

Xia Xi raised her eyebrows and said, "Really? I heard that he was ill. Don't you guys know the price of lying to Xizilou?"

The old man hurriedly said: "Miss Xia, forgive me, the owner, the owner is sick, but Madam won't let us tell."

When he said these words, he looked around, as if he suspected that the people around him had leaked the information.

Xia Xi crossed her legs and sat in the playing hall.

She obviously looks like a sweet and lovely little girl, but her posture and aura have a bit of Miss Yu's taste.

Although Xia Xi's stature is not tall now, her body proportions are very good. With her long legs overlapping there, coupled with her indifferent eyes, she can really calm down the situation for a while.

"What disease does the owner have? Is it too serious to come and see me in person?"

"This..." The old man didn't know how to answer for a while, he hesitated.

Because after the owner fell ill, even they rarely saw each other.

At this time, there was a slight change in the light and shadow outside, reflecting the shadow of a woman.

It was a middle-aged woman in green clothes, she was well maintained, after seeing Duan Yu and Xia Xi, she saluted and said respectfully: "Miss Xia, my husband is indeed ill, he is undergoing treatment, and it is not convenient to see people for the time being. .”

Xia Xi looked like an adult, took a sip of tea, and said lightly: "What's wrong?"

Duan Yu saw it, and thought it was a bit funny, like watching a child play house.

The middle-aged woman was silent and did not speak.

At this moment, Xia Xi's eyes turned cold, and he said, "You can't even tell me about any illness? Mrs. Meng, don't you think this tea garden belongs to you?"

Faced with Xia Xi's questioning, the middle-aged woman was obviously a little guilty, but she still managed to maintain her composure and said, "I dare not."

"Okay, I want to see him, I don't want to repeat this sentence a second time."

Xiaxi gave the ultimatum, and the middle-aged woman was sweating on her forehead, unable to hold on, she had to agree.

Duan Yu looked at Xia Xi's demeanor of a big boss, and could only feel that this boss really started from a baby.

He felt that if he was allowed to come, he would never be able to do so well.

After all, he has never been a leader, and he is a real rookie in this regard.

On the way, Mrs. Meng took Duan Yu and Xia Xi to the depths of the manor.

While walking, Mrs. Meng suddenly cried softly: "Since the master came back from the outside a month ago, he has become very fond of taking a bath. You must know that he didn't bother to take a bath for ten days and a half months. It's like changing a bath." people."

"I didn't pay much attention to it at first, thinking that the master just wanted to be clean all of a sudden. Who would have thought that the number of times he took a bath became more and more frequent. Sometimes it took a long time to soak for a long time, and he didn't want to get up when his skin was white. Only then did I realize that he might be sick.

I originally wanted to tell the building, but the master refused, saying that it would be fine after a while.He said that, and I dare not do anything..."

Speaking of this, Mrs. Meng's expression suddenly became terrified.

Duan Yu saw it in his eyes and said: "Madam looks very afraid of the owner of the villa."

Mrs. Meng raised her head, looked at Duan Yu's handsome face that made people feel like a spring breeze, and her flustered heart calmed down a lot, and she murmured: "Because you have never seen the appearance of taking a bath for your husband, I always It felt like he thought he was a fish.

I didn't dare to spread the matter, because I always feel that the master is a little lost and crazy. "

Hearing this, even Xia Xi's expression became serious.

A person feels like a fish soaking in the water. After imagining this picture, it is indeed a bit scary.

However, Xia Xi did not change her mind, and said, "Let's take a look first. If there is any problem, let the doctor in the building take a look."

Ever since, Mrs. Meng brought the two of them to a courtyard in the deepest part of the manor.

The black gate of the yard is locked, according to Mrs. Meng, the owner of Meng does not like to be disturbed when taking a bath.

Mrs. Meng was a little nervous, and finally took out the key, and opened the courtyard door with a click.

There are many bamboo baskets for tea and some large black frying pans in the yard. Obviously, this is the place where tea is fried in Zhuangzi.

However, it can be seen from the dust on the ground that this place has not been used for a long time.

Behind the yard is a boxy stone room, which should have been used as a warehouse for storing tea. It looks like a coffin.

The door of the room was ajar, Madam Meng pushed open the door, walked in front, and said softly: "Master."

There are many brown porcelain jars piled up in this room, the kind that ordinary people use to store water.

It can be seen that there is water in these tanks, because there are many water stains left on the ground.

Mrs. Meng's questioning voice echoed in the dim room, and it seemed gloomy for a moment.

The owner of Mengzhuang has been taking a bath in this kind of big water tank.

These tanks are nearly identical, some with wooden covers and some without.

There is water in the tank without a lid. In this dim environment, the water body is pitch black, and it looks like a bottomless well at first glance.

"master?"

Mrs. Meng stepped on the water stains and walked towards one of the water tanks.

There, there was a gap in the wooden lid of the water tank, as if something was inside.

Seeing this, Duan Yu and Xia Xi couldn't help leaning over.

"Master, are you here?"

The water tank still didn't respond, it just leaned there.

Mrs. Meng was a little nervous, but she still leaned over.

She accelerated her right hand, pushed open the cover, and stepped back.

In the water tank, there was a pale human face.

That face has a big mouth and a gray beard, who is it not the owner of Mengzhuang?

That face was floating there, quite frightening in this dark environment, even Duan Yu and Luoli Xiaxi were startled.

Mrs. Meng was much calmer than expected.

Obviously, she had seen this scene many times, so she was prepared.

She took a tentative look at Duan Yu and Xia Xi, the meaning was obvious, what she said was that her husband was soaked in water like a fish.

Duan Yu had to admit that the owner of Mengzhuang really looked like a fish.

The beard didn't know whether it was a coincidence or on purpose, it was divided into two sides, like the whiskers of a carp.

Mrs. Meng tried: "Master, Miss Xia is here to visit you, you should come out first."

This kind of communication screen is indeed very easy to think of losing one's mind.

People with madness are in a state of ecstasy, and sometimes they act like children, so they communicate as if they were coaxing children.

Now Duan Yu finally understands that Mrs. Meng is unwilling to publicize this matter.

If the husband looks like this, if it can't be cured, the tea house will naturally be managed by another person from Xizilou.

Manor Meng has always managed the tea garden very strictly and offended many people. When he is healthy, those people in the manor naturally dare not speak out, but once he is crazy, he may be retaliated against, even family members like Mrs. Meng will be implicated.

Seeing that rather terrifying face still floating there, motionless, Duan Yu couldn't help but said: "Did Master Meng not even change his breath when taking a bath?"

Now Montaigne's head is half slanted on the water surface, his mouth is wide open, like a big fish, he is motionless, he is indeed not breathing.

When Mrs. Meng heard this, she became nervous all of a sudden, and said, "No, no, the master usually breathes out."

She walked over nervously, touched the face of the owner of Mengzhuang, and shouted: "Master, what's wrong with you!"

With a crash, Mrs. Meng hurriedly dragged Master Meng out of the water tank. A moment later, a burst of heart-piercing crying sounded in the square room.

The owner of Montaigne who was dragged out of the water tank was indeed dead. He was soaked in the water, his skin was swollen, and his two beards hung at the corners of his mouth, like fish whiskers.

Looking at Montaigne's body, Xia Xi and Duan Yu's expressions were both bad.

They thought Montaigne was insane at best, or had a strange disease, but they died just like that.

His body was lifted out, wet and smelling like fish.

On the way back, Duan Yu kept thinking about things and said, "Is it possible for a person to drown himself alive?"

Xia Xi said: "According to Mrs. Meng's intention, Manor Meng will feel that he is a fish, but a human is not a fish after all. If he stays in the water for too long and breathes like a fish, he may really drown."

"But that water tank..."

The water tank is only about 1.5 meters high, almost as high as Xiaxi.

And the owner of Meng Zhuang is a big man with a height of nearly [-]. As long as he stands up a little bit, he will not drown.

But he drowned himself like that.

Duan Yu couldn't help but said: "Master Meng has become like this, is it because of evil spirits?"

Xia Xi shook her head and said, "Maybe."

She didn't perceive the existence of evil, and the funeral of the owner of the Montaigne was about to be held soon, and what made them a headache was that they needed to find another person to replace Montaigne.

......

At night, Mrs. Meng wore sackcloth and filial piety, because she was well maintained, she looked quite pretty.

She looked at the tightly closed coffin and wiped her tears sadly, looking extremely sad.

But when she wiped her tears with a handkerchief, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth inadvertently.

Also sad on the surface, but actually smiling is Lu He, the young steward of the village.

It was he who told Xizilou that the owner was ill.

This is not because he is loyal to Xizilou, but because of a bureau.

It took him three years from a groom to become the steward of this huge tea garden.

The reason why Lu He has risen so fast is not only because he is young, capable and energetic, but also because he is young, capable and energetic.

His drive conquered Mrs. Meng.

In the days of being a groom, when the landlord was earning money outside, he rode a horse during the day and his wife at night, and his life was very happy.

If this matter had not been brought to light, owner Meng would not have died.

The owner of the villa is kind to him, but his wife is too charming, and the position of the owner is too tempting.

So if they didn't do anything, they killed the owner of Meng Zhuang.

There are many ways for a lady to subdue a defenseless husband.

So the well-informed Mrs. Meng chose the most deceptive one.

She has been by her husband's side for so long, knowing that her husband didn't practice in Xizilou because of his lack of talent, but she has never given up. She often searches for other cultivation methods and elixirs to see if they can be used.

And because of this, she also knew the story that practice may cause distortion, so she set up such a situation.

In fact, her husband was drowned by her two hours before Duan Yu and the others came.

No matter how strong a person is, when he has no strength to resist, a child can drown him.

After she drowned Montaigne, she deliberately imitated the description in the strange book and combed her husband's beard to look like a fish's whiskers.

In this way, it will be possible to deceive the world.

This huge tea garden, after the death of her husband, only she can take over the stall.

At that time, everything here is up to you.