As soon as Wu Feng and Zhou Ming left the yard, a squeaking scream came from behind. Soon, the yellow-haired monkey jumped out of the yard and climbed onto his shoulders along Wu Feng's trouser legs. He hugged Wu Feng's neck and felt intimate. Recently, the yellow-haired monkey fell in love with the two little daughters of the headmaster teasing Guo's family. Wu Feng did not follow him many times when he went out. This time, he didn't know what the monkey had in his mind was wrong again, and he actually caught up with Wu Feng. Wu Feng also ignored it. This yellow-haired monkey has become more and more playful recently. He has long been a little dissatisfied with it and has not taken his little master seriously at all.

The group walked in a hurry. After about half an hour, they had arrived at the door of Zhang Tuanlian's house. It was noon. The curiosity of the people who were watching the fun at Zhang Tuanlian's house did not decrease at all. They still blocked the door. As soon as Guo Dacheng and everyone arrived, the people flashed a way out. Everyone entered the yard. In the past half a day, Zhang Tuanlian's house was filled with coffins, and most of the people's bodies had already been buried. The county magistrate had already returned home, leaving more than a dozen officers, soldiers and yamen runners to clean up the scene.

As soon as he saw Captain Guo bringing people, a yamen runner hurriedly came up to him. Before he could speak, Master Qingfeng asked: Where is Mrs. Zhang Tuanlian's body now? Take me over and take me over to take a look.

The yamen runner was stunned for a moment and looked at Captain Guo. Captain Guo nodded and said: The Taoist priest asked you and just do what he said, it's all his own people.

Zhang Tuanlian's wife has just been buried in the coffin, please come with the younger one.

The yamen runner said, turned around and walked towards a large coffin. The weather is still hot now, and the speed of decay of the corpses is faster. In order to cover up the fishy smell of the corpses, the officers and soldiers also covered the coffin board early, but did not nail it with the coffin nail. Even so, a strong smell of blood and the smell of decay of the corpses could be vaguely smelled. After all, most of the corpses were incomplete, especially the corpses in the small garden. The yamen runners pieced together for a while before roughly putting the corpses into a complete shape. Some of them were really incomplete, and they were probably swallowed by the dead.

Mrs. Zhang Tuanlian's coffin was not even covered by the coffin board, because the mistress was observing carefully at that time and found a lower lip from Mrs. Zhang Tuanlian's mouth.

Priest Qingfeng and others walked to the coffin of Mrs. Zhang Tuanlian, and stared at the female corpse in the coffin for a while. Not long ago, everyone was just concerned about helping Xiaobao, who was so scared that he lost his soul, and no one paid attention to Mrs. Zhang Tuanlian's body. Now, when you look at it, the lady Zhang Tuanlian is really a beauty, with a willow leaf bent eyebrows and a cherry mouth, and a standard melon-shaped face. She has died for so long, her face turned blue and there are still many blood on the corners of her mouth.

Where is the lower lip in Mrs. Zhang Tuanlian's mouth? You won't let it go. Master Qingfeng turned his head and looked at the yamen runners beside him.
Chapter completed!