Everyone dispersed at the entrance of Maojiayuan, and Xu Anan and Cheng Huai also moved into the first house again.

Old Mrs. Mao even brought the meal and put it on the table, then hesitated: "Two distinguished guests, if..." She gritted her teeth: "If it's really not you, please help us find the murderer."

Xu Anan was helpless, and the Mao family was really honest. If they were really the murderer, they would laugh so hard that their stomachs would hurt when they heard her request to hide in the dark.

She nodded and said, "Don't worry, the murderer should be an acquaintance in the village, and he is very low-key. You will never think of him."

Old Mrs. Mao's expression changed. In fact, since the death of her first child, they thought they were people in the village or people who knew every household well. But most of the villagers were honest, who would be so crazy?

Five children have died around the past two months.

Old Mrs. Mao walked out absent-mindedly. Mao Yuanxiu and Li Xianglan were waiting outside the house. When they saw her coming out, they hurriedly asked, "Mom, why are you a little absent-minded? But what did those two say to you?"

"The two of them said that the person who committed the crime was an acquaintance in the village, and maybe someone we could not imagine."

Mao Yuanxiu pondered quietly. Naturally, he would not say, like his sister, that he would be foolish, that the dead children in the village were caused by them.

These two people have only appeared recently, and Zhou Yan'er's death is likely to have nothing to do with them, but the person behind them wants to frame them.

With the scapegoat, he no longer needs to be found. It is very likely that he is not going to kill him, but he is going to stop.

Mao Yuanxiu thought about it and felt chill in his heart. The neighbors in the village had been together for decades, and even if there were conflicts on weekdays, they would not be as good as killing people.

He screened one by one in his mind. There were almost no people in the village who were so low-key that they couldn't go out, and everyone was smiling at people.

So who is it?

"Oh, it's time, I'm going to go to the Zhou family."

Hearing Li Xianglan's voice, Mao Yuanxiu came to his senses: "What have you been going to the Zhou family for the past two years?"

Even Old Lady Mao looked at her: "Yes, although you have a good relationship with Ling'er, it's a bit bad to go so often."

Li Xianglan pinched her cuffs with her fingers: "My sister-in-law gave me a folk remedy and said she was pregnant with this remedy. I thought about it and went to try it. My sister-in-law doesn't like to go out, so I can only go find her."

When she heard that it was for the sake of having a baby, Old Mrs. Mao didn't stop it, and even put some thin noodles and eggs in with a basket.

"I have to bring some things to visit her and come back soon."

When Li Xianglan heard that Old Mrs. Mao was accurate, she breathed a sigh of relief and left with the basket.

Mao Yuanxiu sighed slightly: "Mom, the child will come naturally when it should be. So what folk remedies should not damage the human body."

Old Mrs. Mao glared at him: "Will your sister still harm Xianglan? This is all for her good and can make the Mao family grow up as soon as possible. I am so old that I don't have a grandson, so don't worry about me."

At the age of Old Lady Mao, she was just the time to play with her grandchildren. Not to mention her grandchildren, she didn’t have any granddaughters. How could she not be anxious?

Every time she watched a few old people in the village walk around with their grandchildren, looking happy and family-friendly scenes, she was so envious.

Old Mrs. Mao pushed Mao Yuanxiu and said, "Hurry up and give me a grandson and hug me."

When it comes to giving birth, Mao Yuanxiu was also a little embarrassed. His dark face seemed to flush: "Let's solve this in the village first, and the child's affairs will go with the flow."

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When dusk came and the sky was completely dark, villagers came to Mao’s house with torches. They wanted to stare at Xu Anan to look for the murderer. If they were not found, they would hand the two over to the government for disposal.

"You keep your legs in the house, and I'll go to the mountain where the body is thrown away to take a look."

Cheng Huai also heard Xu Anan's advice, looked at his unwell legs, and nodded helplessly: "Then be careful, you can come back immediately if you are in danger, do you know?"

Since Xu Anan recovered his memory, he knew how to use his internal strength before. She looked at her tender white palm. Her martial arts should be above Cheng Huai's group of hidden guards. She thought that she could compete with Mu Qing after she went back.

Everyone outside had been waiting for a long time, but when they saw that Xu Anan had not come out, they gradually became a little impatient. Could it be that they were fooling them?

The next moment, Xu Anan appeared in front of everyone, and the villagers gave her a way, and the people from the Mao family followed her.

After seeing Xu Anan out of the yard, everyone spontaneously followed, and they wanted to see what this foreigner was going to do.

After about a cup of tea, I saw the mountains of Guyuan Village. Even in November, the leaves in the forest were still dense and cold.

"Sheep, sheep, jumping into the flower wall, broken walls, donkeys push mills, pigs carry firewood, dogs make fire, kittens go on the kang to pinch buns."

A strange female voice suddenly rang out from the forest, and everyone stopped. The villagers looked at the dark forest and did not dare to move forward any more.

Who sang in the woods in the middle of the night, and his voice was so weird, Village Chief Guyuan swallowed his saliva: "It's, it's not a ghost."

The villagers looked at each other, Maoling stood up and looked at Xu Anan: "You are so hesitant that you are afraid that the dead ghosts will come to find you to take your life?"

When Xu Anan heard this, he suddenly smiled: "Ghosts are much cleaner than humans. Why don't you tell me how your daughter died?"

Maoling clenched her fist: "Isn't it just you who caused it? I comforted her when she came back crying, and then let her go out to play. After you left, I went out to search for her and found her body!"

Her tone was not sad, and her eyes were swollen in tears these days. She was still in confinement, and she ignored her health so much that everyone present was moved.

Mothers always love their children.

Xu Anan was not yet ready to speak, and the strange and infatuating female voice rang again, with a crazy smile: "Yangyang, sheep, jumped into the flower wall, hahaha, the wall was broken, there was a fat doll outside the wall, and the doll said it was going home."

Xu Anan snatched one of the torches and looked at the scene in the forest.

There was a woman with disheveled head and face wearing a ragged patched dress, singing and dancing madly in the woods. She looked up slightly at the dark sky, with her smile on her lips crazy and weird.

Mao Yuanxiu stood close and was stunned when he saw this: "Madam Xu?"

When the villagers heard it was Madam Xu, they let go of their fear. At night, she would only come to this forest, who was crazy.

A villager sighed: "Oh, Mrs. Xu is very pitiful. Five years ago, my son accidentally fell to death in this mountain. I'm afraid he's often wandering here in the past few years."

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Chapter completed!