"My dear girl, how are you?" Dalinzi suddenly barged in.

Yu Qingfeng was so frightened that she hurried away from the wall.

Dalinzi didn't notice anything unusual about Yu Qingfeng, and he didn't care about the wall. He grabbed Yu Qingfeng's hand and said, "Go out, you've been watching for so long, that's enough. You said that you, a girl, will stink if you stay here for a long time.

"

Yu Qingfeng laughed dryly and followed Dalinzi out, "Have you two finished vomiting?"

"I'm done vomiting, there's nothing left to vomit." Dalinzi said honestly.

It is not convenient to meet people in the secret passage with such two idiot spies following them. What's more, Yu Qingfeng is not sure whether the other person is the person they are looking for. Even if they are both from the end of the world, they can't count on the other person.

ah.

"Let's go to the Beggar Clan." Yu Qingfeng quickened her pace and rushed out of Yizhuang.

After running a long way in one breath, Yu Qingfeng took off her homemade mask and took a deep breath of fresh air. Compared with the air in Yizhuang, the fresh air outside had its own sweetness.

"How's it going? Did you see anything?" The beggar waited until Yu Qingfeng took a big breath to catch her breath, and then asked carefully.

"What? Do I still have to report to you? I can only tell Gang Leader Diao directly. Lead the way."

Arriving at the beggar gang's territory, Yu Qingfeng made a reasonable request to the beggar, "I want to change into new clothes and have a meal."

"Ah? This..." The beggar was in trouble.

"Okay, as long as you hesitate and deal with me, I will make a quick decision. Do you really want me to see Gang Leader Diao in such a disgusting manner, and make me vomit acid water in front of him?"

"Okay, okay, hurry up then!"

The beggar was quite discerning, so he called a maid who was Diao Dechao's favorite concubine and led Yu Qingfeng into the room.

Dalinzi and Lao Sun are like two door gods, guarding the door of the room.

Yu Qingfeng really made a quick decision, cleaned up, opened the door, bathed in the hungry and envious eyes of Dalinzi and Lao Sun, and simply drank porridge and ate pie.

Just to make them hungry and greedy, who told them to eat breakfast, when eating burritos and rice cakes, Yu Qingfeng was hungry?

After all, Dalinzi and Lao Sun were on someone else's property, and were stopped at the door of Diao Dechao's room by a few beggars.

They didn't make a fuss, and didn't dare to make a fuss. They could only wait obediently at the door. After all, they didn't know about Diao Dechao teasing Pan Dacai, and they thought the Pan family was relying on the beggar gang to offer sacrifices to the hungry ghosts of Yizhuang.

Diao Dechao was lying on the bed, his face was embarrassed, his expression was painful, he was thin and haggard, he really looked like he was terminally ill. When he saw Yu Qingfeng entering the room, he let out a long sigh.

"Master Diao, you're polite." Yu Qingfeng only said polite words.

"Can you catch ghosts?" Diao Dechao's voice was weak.

"Yes." Yu Qingfeng straightened her back proudly.

"Can you heal my foot?"

Yu Qingfeng felt a little guilty, but she had to lie at this time, "Yes!"

"How do you know that we created the Yizhuang Hungry Ghost out of thin air?" Diao Dechao seemed a little unconvinced.

"A discerning person can see this kind of thing at a glance. I believe many people in Linfu County have seen it, but they can't say it for various reasons. Anyone who dares to expose it will be regarded as enemies from all directions.

"You gang of beggars will not let go of the exposer, and the three families will not tolerate the smart people who want to stab them. It is like the doctors who dare not tell the three families that the illness of the young masters and young ladies is just a simple illness.

It's not like revenge from a hungry ghost at all.

"Since you only listen to what you like to hear, why should they ask for trouble and talk too much?"

Facing a profiteer like Diao Dechao, Yu Qingfeng couldn't help it. She pretended not to be good, her face was ugly, and her tone was unpleasant.

In fact, there are more unpleasant things that she wants to say without vomiting:

Pan, Hu, and Shan are all businessmen. Food is the most important thing for the people. What they are doing is the people's business and the food industry. The people have no choice at all.

The three families had an extra expense. They thought it was to make offerings to the hungry ghosts of Yizhuang twice a month. In fact, it was to support all the beggars in Linfu County and to support Diao Dechao to reach heaven.

Will businessmen be willing to have one more gap? Of course, they have to find a way to fill it. Where to fill it? It's very simple, from the common people.

The consumption level of Pan's restaurant has increased, the price of grain in Hu's rice shop has increased, and the efforts of a single family to exploit farmers have increased.

How is Diao Dechao robbing the rich and giving to the poor? He is clearly taking advantage of the people who are already struggling at the bottom.

As long as you are not disabled, you can obviously support yourself by working, but you have to be lazy and enjoy the benefits through crooked ways, becoming an accomplice of the rich in exploiting the poor.

It's so abominable! Rotten feet are retribution, retribution is unpleasant!

"Tell me, what did you find out in Yizhuangdu?" Diao Dechao looked at Yu Qingfeng with a small flame of hope in his eyes.

"In broad daylight, there is not much aura left in Yi Zhuang, but I am certain that there are innocent souls. Since hungry ghosts do not exist, they must be other innocent souls. The only person I can think of who has resentment towards you is Wang Qian

Wan. If you destroy someone's body and use it to make a fuss about deceiving people, it is certain that he will be resentful."

Yu Qingfeng had no confidence. It was indeed possible that someone who avenged Wang Qianwan was playing tricks and took away the tribute sent in on the first day of this month; but it was also possible that there were two escapees to avoid pursuit, and one master and one servant were hiding in the

In the secret room of Yizhuang, he ate tributes to satisfy his hunger.

Yu Qingfeng naturally hopes it is the latter.

"It's not Wang Wanwan." Diao Dechao shook his head in denial without thinking.

"Why are you so sure?" This was beyond Yu Qingfeng's expectation.

"The government office made a mistake. That was not Wang Wanwan's body at all." Diao Dechao's expression was distorted, as if he was about to cry.

"From what you say, do you know the identity of the corpse?" Yu Qingfeng had a hunch that she would not come back empty-handed this time.

"I don't know. I don't know that person, but he, he was beaten to death by me. I destroyed his appearance in order to destroy the body. In fact, I wanted to smash the body completely.

But after smashing it for a while, I was so tired that I almost fainted, after all, I couldn’t even eat enough at that time.”

When Diao Dechao said this, he kept staring at his feet under the quilt, puckering his lips, trying hard not to cry.

"No wonder, you killed him and left his body like that. How could he not hate you?" Yu Qingfeng didn't expect that there was an unexpected gain. There was a human life involved.

Pei Wuyan had previously said that there was no human life in the Yizhuang Hungry Ghost case, but they did not expect that the murder case was so hidden.

"Retribution, retribution!" Diao Dechao clenched his fist and hit his knee. He didn't know if it affected his rotten foot. He grimaced in pain.

Isn't it retribution? Not only the retribution of indirectly preying on the people, the retribution of poisoning three young ladies, the retribution of defrauding three families, but also the retribution of killing people.

Yu Qingfeng firmly believes that there are no ghosts and gods in the world, but she believes in retribution and would rather believe that good will be rewarded with good and evil will be punished with evil. In her heart, this is not contradictory, but fair.

"Since you don't know him, how do you know it's not Wang Wanwan? Since Wu Zuo personally examined Wang Wanwan's body, he should recognize it. If that body is not Wang Wanwan, then Wang Wanwan's body should still be there.

Inside Yizhuang."

Diao Dechao still shook his head and said firmly: "I know Wang Wanwan. He is a good man. Although he is just a pharmacy clerk and very poor, he will often give us some food and medicinal materials. At that time, I heard that he fell off a cliff, and he was quite good.

Sad.”

"That's weird. Isn't the government official too careless?" Having said that, Yu Qingfeng felt that it was unlikely that the official was careless, and it was very possible that he admitted his mistake on purpose.

"It's not that Wu Zuo was careless, it was Xue Yintian who bribed Wu Zuo." After Diao Dechao finished speaking, he muttered in a low voice, "Divine Doctor Xue, Doctor Xue, I didn't betray you on purpose. It's really, ugh!"

"What's going on? Tell me from the beginning."

Xue Yintian stared at Yu Qingfeng hesitantly for a while, and finally made up his mind to tell the whole story. After all, like Pan Dacai, he only had a chance of survival now, and could only trust the ghost-hunting expert from the capital.

The time went back nearly two years ago. That night, the beggar Diao Dechao was waiting outside the door of Panji Restaurant, waiting for any guests to bring out some food and give some charity.

The restaurant is always lively before the curfew in the evening, and the regular patrons who like to get together to drink and chat are not only recognized by the restaurant owner Pan Dacai, but also by Diao Dechao, who is a regular beggar.

Those people didn't regard beggars as human beings at all, and Diao Dechao didn't expect them either. His eyes had to follow those unfamiliar faces, looking for and expecting possibilities.

Not long after, a strange face actually came out of the restaurant. God helped Diao Dechao. The man was drunk. He was holding a roast chicken in his left hand and a wine pot in his right hand, and he was walking staggeringly while drinking.

The smell of roasted chicken and wine stimulated Diao Dechao, and he followed him unconsciously.

The success rate of praying for alms is too low. Since the man is alone, we might as well just rob him.

After just a few steps, the man turned a corner again and went to the Cuixiang Garden not far away to have fun.

Diao Dechao was still guarding the door. Although the other party would probably spend the night inside and not come out, where else would he sleep? He might as well sleep opposite Cuixiang Garden tonight.

During this period, Diao Dechao made a calculation.

This man looked to be twenty years old at most, just a young boy, but he went out alone at night to eat, drink and have fun.

Although he is not well-dressed, he is definitely rich. Otherwise, why would he be so fat and go to Panji Restaurant to spend money? Otherwise, how could he go to Cuixiang Garden for so long without being kicked out? He must be rich!

What's the use of robbing him of a roast chicken and a pot of wine? If you rob him of the money, you won't be a robber in vain.

Diao Dechao made up his mind to wait for him here, whether tonight or tomorrow morning, follow him and take action when the opportunity arises.

Diao Dechao was in a daze, and finally waited until the curfew was imminent, and many guests suddenly poured out of Cuixiang Garden. He took a closer look, and there was really that young boy!

The roast chicken and wine are also still there. This is really strange. Those who can enter Cuixiang Garden must have some wealth. The roast chicken and wine they brought in can still be brought out as they are.

Diao Dechao didn't understand. Is this person rich or poor? Does his family just lack such a roast chicken and a pot of wine?

The man was disheveled and looked like he had enjoyed himself briefly. He stumbled along the way and drank three or two sips along the way.

Seeing that the curfew was coming soon, there were fewer and fewer people walking on the street, and the man hadn't even reached home yet.

Diao Dechao looked at the direction, calculated the distance, and concluded from the analysis: the nearest residential houses in this direction are also a certain distance away. If this drunken boy goes at this speed, he will definitely not be able to get home before the curfew.
Chapter completed!