The cheongsam beauty becomes a god after the end of the law

Chapter 25 25. Mysterious Man

Return to Wang Cuilan's house again and try to find some clues.

Aunt Feng didn't close her eyes all night, and now she huddled in the corner and fell asleep. Her tears mixed with the loess and formed mud. The man died and he had no heirs, as if the sky had fallen.

Quite pitiful.

Although she is also hateful, as a woman born in such a backward village, the ideological indoctrination she has received since childhood has destined her to look up to patriarchy and value fertility.

"If we can find the cell phone that Wang Cuilan used during her lifetime, we should be able to find a lot of clues." Chen Xiangyin rummaged through Aunt Feng's room.

"According to the family's temperament, they will either sell it or keep it for themselves."

Chen Xiang nodded and walked towards Wang Cuilan's room.

It was dark when I came in before, so I didn't notice that on the yellow soil in the corner, there was a mark left after heavy objects were moved away.

With this shape and size, it should be a clay child.

Next to the wall where the clay boy was originally placed, there was a hole as big as a palm.

Aunt Feng said that when Wang Cuilan was in her third trimester of pregnancy, she made a lot of noise every day, and the old bachelor couldn't take care of her alone, so she sent Wang Cuilan back to take care of her meals every day.

The meaty thing in Wang Cuilan's belly should have escaped from here.

The two of them dug around the house but couldn't find the phone.

"Could it be that Wang Guitian was asked to lead the well?" He Chongtian asked.

Chen Xiangyin didn't want to find the body: "I hope not. Do you think they are literate? Smartphones are so complicated, I guess they will sell them."

Are smartphones complicated?

"Agarwood, what was your previous education level?" He Chongtian teased her.

"My family was very poor when I was a child and had no money to send me to school, so..."

He Chongtian interrupted: "Well, I know you're pitiful. Why don't you go to a mobile phone store in a nearby town? I'll take you to eat something you haven't eaten before."

He seemed to be able to pick up a bit of Chen Xiang's nonsensical words, and he could even reply with a few sentences.

She always talks nonsense for no reason, without any beginning or end, and it sounds like lies. She doesn't always say it to express some meaning or achieve any effect. She just says it for fun and just opens her mouth.

But that doesn't mean that what she says when she's serious is true, and He Chongtian can't figure her out.

Zhou Zheng drove the two of them to the town, and it was only around ten o'clock in the morning.

As far as the eye can see in the town, there are only a handful of shops on both sides, and there is only one mobile phone repair shop. The shop handles many businesses, including weddings and funerals.

I don’t know whether it’s because the boss is versatile and has business acumen, or because it’s just hard to do business around here.

Seeing Chen Xiangyin and He Soaring into the sky, the boss was overjoyed and stood up: "You two, how can I help you?"

Chen Xiang smiled and tried her best to be friendly: "Boss, I want to ask you, have you received any old mobile phones recently?"

The boss was puzzled: "What's wrong?"

He Chongtian said: "The old man sold his mobile phone by mistake. There is very important information in it. We want to buy it back."

The boss was very arrogant and saw that these two people did not look like the people from the nearby villages. He was worried that someone had stolen their mobile phones and came to seize the stolen goods.

"No, no, we can't receive mobile phones here." He sounded a little impatient and turned to watch TV, a bit like rushing away from customers.

Chen Xiangyin's patience in the past two days has been exhausted, especially since he didn't sleep the night before, and he was very irritable at this time.

She put away her smile and said, "If I talk to you nicely, you will cooperate obediently. If you pretend again, the store will be smashed by you." Her voice was not loud, but her tone was harsh.

He raised his eyebrows and said nothing.

Chen Xiangyin slapped her hand on the counter with a loud bang: "Take out the mobile phone I received in the past two months."

The boss retreated to the wall: "Robbery?"

Seeing that the boss still didn't move, Chen Xiangyin picked up the stool next to him and threw it at the boss, but was stopped by He Chongtian.

He Chongtian stood in front of her, took out a dagger from his pocket, and placed it firmly on the table. The boss trembled, and then he took out a few hundred-dollar bills.

"Choose one." He Chongtian said slowly.

The boss scratched his bald head and rummaged around in the yellowish glass counter. After a while, he took out a mobile phone: "This, it was just delivered not long ago."

A new smartphone this year.

He Chongtian picked up the phone and turned it on: "Have you deleted the contents?" "It was formatted when it was sent over."

I have to take it back to recover the data. Just as I was thinking about this, my phone that had just been turned on suddenly started ringing text messages one after another.

Chen Xiangyin immediately approached He Chongtian and looked at it.

[Unknown number: When is the due date? I will look for you. 】

[Unknown number: Don’t make any mistakes this time. Eat every day. The first child will be the consequence of disobedience. 】

[Unknown number: Shut down? Where is the child? 】

This is a virtual network number. If you want to find the source, you have to go back.

But at least, they got important information about this matter, and there was an important mysterious person who never showed up.

Aunt Feng said before that Wang Cuilan was talking nonsense and someone would pick her up and lead her to a better life. It was not hysteria, it was a real person like this.

And it may be dormant around.

"Who do you think it could be?" He Chongtian asked.

Chen Xiang shook his head, turned around and left the shop, "What's the father of the mud boy? Not sure."

He Chongtian picked up the dagger on the table and caught up with her: "You said before that Wang Cuilan has a boyfriend."

Chen Xiangyin walked all the way to the nearby drugstore and patted the counter: "Dude, do you have cardamom powder? One pound." Turning to He Chongtian, he said: "If we infer from the information we know, this boyfriend is very suspicious. Mango said before that Wang Cuilan's boyfriend forced her to eat something, but she didn't want to, so she returned to the village. But right now, I'm more interested in this fat baby."

He Chongtian: "What move did you come up with?"

"You'll know later. It's still early, and I have a trivial wish. I wonder if Mr. He can satisfy it."

"What?" He Chongtian felt that she didn't hold it in well.

Agarwood pointed to the guest house size opposite the drug store: Royal Hotel.

I don't know if she saw it wrong, but He Chongtian seemed to glance at the health care area on the counter unintentionally, "I told you, I won't do it again."

Chen Xiangyin: "What? You want to take a hot bath or catch up on some sleep?"

She suddenly covered her mouth with both hands and said in surprise: "Don't you think..." She pretended and shook her head, "I'm afraid it will be another sleepless night tonight. Sleepiness will make people sluggish. I must sleep for a while."

Knowing that he was being teased by her, He Chongtian raised his eyebrows and smiled teasingly, rubbing his eyebrows with his fingertips.

Chen Xiangyin took what the store clerk handed over and yawned: "But if... I wouldn't mind sleeping more soundly."

……

In the afternoon, I checked into two single rooms in the hotel. After a short repair, I returned to the entrance of the village before sunset.

In front of the clay child statue, the morning tributes were placed intact.

Chen Xiangyin took out her silver needle, pulled out the clay boy's head from the shrine, and used the needle to pierce the Tianling Cap on top of the black statue.

He Chongtian said: "You are quite brave."

"Shouldn't I praise the sharpness of my needle?" Chen Xiangyin pulled out the needle and touched it with his fingertips. There was only cement dust. "This should be an ordinary sculpture."

"How can you tell?" He Chongtian bent down to look at the silver needle.

"My needle has become spiritual over time. The black color means there is something dirty." Chen Xiangyin put the silver needle away and took out the bag of cardamom powder.

"What is this for?" He Chongtian asked.

Chen Xiangyin took a step forward: "Tell you a secret of mine. I am allergic to this stuff. Please help me spread it on the tribute."

"Allergy?" He Chongtian asked.

"Yes, so we are bound to win tonight. No matter who it is, whether it's a villager, a mud kid, or someone else, as long as they have this thing on them, I will definitely follow them."

"How allergic are you?" He Chongtian asked.

"sneeze."

"What kind of secret is this?"

"What a huge weakness." Chen Xiang's tone was pretentious, and the next second she was slightly excited: "Let's wait and see, what is this clay boy who has manifested his spirit?"

(End of this chapter)