Changping Village. The news that a chamber pot man imprisoned a woman in a cave in Lijia Village swept through eight villages in ten miles like a tornado.

With Changping Village and Lijia Village as the center, it radiates to eight surrounding villages. In just one or two days, the number of people visiting relatives and friends in Changping Village and Lijia Village suddenly increased several times.

Although this time has caught up with the second rice harvest in autumn and the busy farming season of crazy cotton picking, the number of people visiting relatives and friends has only increased.

Some people are even more exaggerated. They are busy doing farm work at home during the day, and after finishing work at night, they will call a few people to visit relatives in Changping Village and Lijia Village to listen to gossip and drink two bowls of tea.

, smashed it again and left with a satisfied smile.

As for the host, he also enjoyed this feeling very much. It seemed that this sensational event happened in the same village as himself. The person involved was someone he often met, and he vaguely felt that he was involved in this capture operation.

A kick, like giving a shot.

Along with this 'craze', a piece of gossip spread like wildfire.

At the end of the village, in the fields, in front of the melon vines in the vegetable garden next to the pig pen, wherever there are people, people are talking about this matter.

"It's best not to collect pine hair near the little black house in Back Mountain Shanchong during this period!"

On the field bordering Lijia Village, a woman from Changping Village was chatting with a familiar woman from Lijia Village. It was the woman from Changping Village who was talking.

"Why can't you go to that area to collect pine hair? The pine hair there is so good. It's a thick layer on the ground. Just pull it a few times and it will fill a cart!" asked the woman from Lijiacun.

The man from Changping Village added: "Chen Jinhong's body is still lying in that small dark room and has not been buried!"

The man from Lijia Village was surprised, "Why haven't you been buried yet? Didn't you say before that you would be buried the next day after you were brought back?"

"That was spread by outsiders." The woman from Changping Village waved her hands repeatedly, glanced around, and whispered a few words into the ear of the woman from Lijia Village.

I don’t know what I muttered, but this woman from Lijiacun was so frightened that the vegetable basket she was holding fell to the ground.

"Her aunt, please don't talk nonsense. Is there such a thing? It sounds so perplexing!" The man from Lijia Village complained as he rubbed the hair on his arms.

The man from Changping Village curled his lips, "I don't dare to tell nonsense. Can the gossip leaked from Lao Yang's house be false? No wonder it has been so secretive these past two days. When it was dark yesterday evening, someone saw a carriage quietly

Stopping at the gate of Yang Huazhong's yard, two people came down, one older and one younger, both holding medical boxes in their hands, which was scary..."

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The woman in Lijiacun picked up the basket on the ground and ran back to Lijiacun without caring about the fact that the wild vegetables were not yet fully dug.

At the entrance of Lijia Village, the former homestead of Li Dashan's family was transformed into a grain drying field. A group of men and women gathered there to dry rice and cotton.

While everyone was resting, they took off their straw hats and fanned themselves to the wind. They were also talking about the things about the Chamber Pot Man.

I saw this woman running over in a panic, and someone laughed and ridiculed her loudly: "Sister-in-law, why are you running in such a hurry? Is the chamber pot guy chasing you?"

"I'm going to kill you, and all the girls in your family are being chased by chamber pot guys!" The woman was so angry that she started to curse loudly before she could stand upright. After she finished cursing, she even spat on the ground, saying that even the name "chamber pot guys" was unlucky.

"This woman must have been bitten by a mad dog. Why did she bite someone when she came up!"

The person who was teasing muttered a few words and did not dare to add fuel to the fire.

After the woman spat, she immediately called on a few close women next to her to talk nervously about what she had heard before:

"I'm telling you, don't go to the mountain rush area in the back mountain during this period. It's better to take a detour when entering the mountain and don't go to that area!"

"Why?"

"Chen Jinhong's body is parked in that small dark room and has not yet been buried!"

"Ah? It's been better for two days, won't it stink if I don't put it in the soil?"

"What do you mean it doesn't stink? When I found it in the stone chamber, half of my face was rotten. I was just watching from the side!" The man who retorted happened to be one of the villagers who followed Li Jia down to the stone chamber that day.

The women all glanced at the man, and the woman before continued: "Half of his face was rotten then, and maybe his whole body is rotten now."

"It's all turned into a puddle of smelly water. Why didn't the old Yang family bury it quickly? Didn't they say they would bury it the next day?" Someone caught the key point.

The woman who ran back to report the news was waiting for someone to ask questions. She immediately opened her eyes and said in horror: "I just heard people from Changping Village say that the burial was fake. The old Yang family came from the town."

The medical clinic invited an old doctor to come down, and the old doctor was also working as a clerk in the county government office."

"Wu Zuo? What is Wu Zuo?"

The crowd was filled with men and women who had never been to Qingshui Town, and many of them were so narrow-minded that it was scary.

But there are also some people in the crowd who have a little more knowledge.

"Wu Zuo? No way? Why did the old Yang family ask Wu Zuo to do it? Is it possible that they still need to perform an autopsy on Chen Jinhong?"

Someone started shouting in fear, and now everyone who understood and didn't understood understood everything at once.

The faces that had been burnt red by the sun instantly lost their color and turned pale.

The woman who came back to report the news said again: "Rumors say that the old Yang family suspected that the murderer was not the chamber pot man, but someone else, so they invited a widower to come over for an autopsy..."

At this point, all the men, women, and children in the drying yard stopped what they were doing and gathered around to listen to the excitement. Even Li Jia, the upright man, was attracted.

He stood on the outskirts of the crowd with his hands behind his back. He was too embarrassed to ask everyone to make way for him, so he could only stand on tiptoe, stretched his neck and pricked up his ears.

"...I heard that the man was really good at it. It seems that he really found something on the body. It is said that following that thing, it seems that he can find out the murderer..."

"Really? Isn't this amazing?"

"What the hell is that thing?"

"I don't know what it is. They didn't say it, but they said it was the woman's corpse that was tightly held in her hand. It's probably some kind of evidence that was torn from the murderer's body."

"Oh my God...what is this called? This is called the sky has eyes, karma."

"That's right, even if others don't know when you do bad things, God and the gods three feet above your head are watching. This is retribution!"

Everyone said something to each other, condemning the murderer for his unlucky death, and at the same time lamenting the awesomeness of this crime.
Chapter completed!