Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

The next morning, Dingxiang and the other three went to the witch's village. It was a rare two-story building in the village. It looked different from other houses in the village and was very imposing.

Dingxiang walked in with a cold face and raised her hand to knock on the door.

Soon the door opened, and a charming woman in her forties looked at them with a smile. "Hey, isn't this Ding... Ding something from Chenjia Village? What do you want from me?"

"Child, where are the three children my husband gave you?"

The witch raised her hands to cover her face and said, "Oh, those three children have been given away for adoption. They are all doing well now. If you have that much time, you might as well think about how to have a son."

When Dingxiang thought of the tragic deaths of her three daughters, which were caused by the man in front of her, she couldn't control her anger and raised her hand to slap him hard.

A crisp slap was heard, and the witch's face twisted for a moment, a resentful look flashed across her eyes, but she quickly returned to normal, covering her face and looking at her aggrievedly.

"What are you doing? I gave the child away out of kindness for you, but I didn't charge you a penny, and you actually hit me."

As she spoke, she began to cry out of grievance. The men around her heard her crying and rushed out. Seeing this, they shouted, "Who are you? Who asked you to come to our village?"

"Witch, how are you? Are you hurt anywhere?"

"Hey, I'm fine. I just don't know what's wrong with her. Not only did she give birth to three daughters in a row, but now she's taking her anger out on me. It's really unreasonable."

Ding Xiang felt disgusted when she saw her delicate and artificial appearance. She reached out and pulled her out of the door with force: "You are already a 70-year-old witch. Why are you pretending to be so disgusting?"

The witch: “……!!”

He pushed the door open and rushed in. Seeing this, the witch's face changed. She looked at the others and shouted, "Hurry up and go in. People from other villages are bullying us."

"Come find the village chief and give me an explanation. Otherwise, I won't be responsible for delivering babies anymore. This is really too much."

Upon hearing this, the villagers hurried to find the village chief.

Ding Xiang led people in and began searching the yard, anxiously asking, "Master, where is my daughter's body?"

Su Chen looked around and shook his head: "It's not here. Let's look for a small door. It must be not far from here. She can't have left the bones too far away."

After walking around, I found a small door to go out. What I saw was the emerald green lotus leaves and blooming lotus flowers, which looked very beautiful.

"Grandmaster……"

"Found it. It's in the lotus pond. Go down and look for it first and dig out a pair. Then drain the water and dig out more."

When Dingxiang heard this, she looked at the blooming lotus flowers and felt a chill. How could these originally clean things be used to bury corpses?

Chen Kun jumped in without saying a word and began to grope in the lotus pond.

The witch and her men followed him. When they saw him jump into the lotus pond, their hearts skipped a beat and they immediately realized that something was wrong.

"Quick, bring him up here. This lotus pond is mine. Whoever let you in there? Get out now."

Ding Xiang said coldly, "He's a policeman. If you don't cooperate, then call the police and get more police officers. I wonder how long you can keep this a secret, you old, harmful thing."

The witch hated being told she was old the most. She said with a gloomy face, "You..."

A cry of surprise was heard: "Ahhh what is that?"

Chen Kun was holding a skeleton in his hand. It looked very small, only about 30 centimeters long. The white head could be seen clearly. There was some blood on the body, and it seemed that the person had died not long ago.

The witch looked at it with a distorted expression, and the villagers were shocked when they saw it: "Witch, what is that? A baby's corpse, how could it be in your lotus pond?"

When Dingxiang saw the corpse, she was so angry that she couldn't control herself. She rushed towards the witch, grabbed her hair and started slapping her.

One slap after another, his eyes were red and scary.

The witch was usually very delicate and was no match for the man who was used to doing farm work. She was slapped so many times that she felt dizzy and forgot to call for help.