When the brother heard this, he was furious and was about to beat someone with a stick. "You are filial, will your filial piety stop your own father from being buried? Who doesn't know that I am obedient to my father! And what about you? He was kicked out of the house by his father, and now that his father has passed away, you are back to compete for his family property. He is simply not a human being!"

The two of them refused to give in, and they were about to fight again!

Min Weixiu was impatient. If they continued to fight like this, wouldn’t they be unable to leave the city even if it was dark?

"Hey, if you are really filial sons, can you still let your father lie on the ground like this? Be careful that your father is watching you behind your back!"

Under the scorching sun, the two mourning people shivered and couldn't help looking back, then ran over and lay on the dead and started crying, "Dad, you're going to be dug out in the coffin, you're so desperate to die!"

The younger brother was not willing to be outdone and cried, "Dad, you were starved to death by your cruel son. Of course, you are dying with your eyes open! I want to sue the official, I want to sue the official, I want to avenge you!"

Min Weixiu listened and felt sorry for the old man lying on the ground. How sad he was, he had raised two sons, and neither of them were filial.

While speaking, Yelu Jin led a team of men to come over, "Get out of the way, why are you all crowded in the road? If you have grievances and grudges, go to the yamen to tell me. The original prosecutor was waiting there, give up the road first, let His Highness Shou of Da Chen pass first, you should throw your face away, don't you?"

When the people on the street heard this, they all made way out. The funeral team also leaned against the side and gave up a road.

Jiang Yanzhi nodded at him, waved his hand and the convoy passed by first.

When Yelu Jin saw Jiang Yanzhi standing still, his mouth twitched. The palace said that he must send Jiang Yanzhi out of the city today! After receiving the news that he was blocked, he rushed over immediately.

"The three kings, this person really starved to death. This year's weather has been good, and I haven't seen anyone starved to death for a long time. There must be something strange about this case. The three kings, please help Yuan Qing with his help."

Yelu Jin opened his mouth and closed it again.

Yuan Qing is in the capital, and has a nickname called Shitou Qing! No matter how powerful you are, no matter how rich you are, he is still like the smelly stones in the pit, unmoved.

Jiang Yanzhi nodded.

Yelu Jin secretly glanced at Min Weixiu and said nothing. Empress Dowager, it’s not that I don’t want to drive him out of the city, but there is really a murder case that I want to keep him!

It was almost one step away from the city gate. Yuan Qing found a tea room nearby and led Jiang Yanzhi and others into the house.

The servants in the family of the deceased carried the old man back into the coffin, and all the people close to him followed him in.

When Min Weixiu saw that there were four people in total, two brothers who had been beaten up by blood before, and one girl with the same old lady.

"My name is Wu Dalang. My family is a businessman. My father is called Wu Yuanwai. There are three brothers and sisters. The second brother was not in a row a few years ago and was out of business outside. He was driven out by his father. I helped his father manage his business and often went out and was not at home. My younger sister was responsible for taking care of his father."

"Master, I dare to swear to God that I really did not abuse my father. I am the eldest son of my father. After a hundred years, my father's property was originally mine. Why did I harm him? To put it bluntly, the reason why my family has such a large property depends on my father to support him."

"I wish he could live a hundred years old, live longer, earn more money, and do more things to do. What's the point of harming him? And, how much rice can a person eat? Why should I starve him to death? He is good at it, and has more friends and has been abused by me. Wouldn't you find someone to save him?"

As soon as Wu Dalang finished speaking, Wu Erlang rushed to say, "Master, don't listen to his nonsense. I have changed my mind long ago. I went home this New Year Festival. Because you have never had a son, and I just got a fat boy, who is my father's eldest grandson. So my father said in front of everyone that he would leave his family property to his eldest grandson."

"You must have wanted to take over your property, so you killed my dad!"

"I don't!" the two of them said, and started yelling again.

Jiang Yanzhi frowned and looked at a young girl Wu who lowered her head and didn't say anything, "You are the one who has always been responsible for taking care of Mr. Wu. Let me tell you, what's going on?"

Wu Xiaomei shrank her neck and raised her head, "There are ghosts! There are ghosts in my father's stomach, and I ate all the things he had eaten... He is not the first one, and there are other people who died. The ghost said, "I'm so hungry..."

Wu Dalang and Wu Erlang were shocked when he saw her strange appearance, "What's going on? Little sister, little sister, you're probably being possessed by evil spirits!"

But Wu Xiaomei's eyes were straight and she stopped talking.

Jiang Yanzhi looked at the old woman again, "What the hell? She said she was not the first one, who else died?"

The woman knelt on the ground with trembling trembling, "I am the one who has always been responsible for taking care of the master. Dalang and Erlang are often not at the mansion, so I don't know. Ten days ago, the master took his little girl to Zhuluo Mountain, and fell ill after he came back."

"I often say that there is a starving ghost in my stomach. Then I start eating constantly. At the beginning, I ate six meals a day, and at the end, from the morning, I keep eating and vomiting, vomiting and eating... Although I ate so much, I can see that the naked eye has lost weight..."

"Xiao Niang invited a doctor to see it, and then invited a great immortal to catch ghosts, but it had no effect at all. I heard from Xiao Niang that the people who went to Zhuluo Mountain that day had hit ghosts. Three people had died before, and the master was the fourth..."

"Since the master died, the little girl has become this strange appearance. Dalang and Erlang are busy fighting for family property, but they don't notice her. She is afraid that she has also gone to Zhuluo Mountain. Is it her next person? The next person to be entangled by a starving ghost is her..."

"Everything of what I said is true. If you don't believe it, you can ask our chefs and the buyers. Because the chef really didn't have time to cook, we even went to the nearby Fugui Building to serve wine and food. There is also a doctor, a doctor named Guo in Ping'an Hall, who is also a Han Chinese, so he has always seen it before."

"As for that immortal, he is a witch named Zhang living in Tojo Lane... you can all check it out, there is absolutely nothing wrong."

Jiang Yanzhi nodded. The nanny's words were very organized and each had its origins, not like a fake.

"So, what are your masters and his wife doing to Zhuluo Mountain? Who have you gone there? Do you know?"
Chapter completed!