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Wang Qi didn't die. For some reason, the pillow monster killed and murdered others but didn't take his life. However, he was possessed by evil spirits for a long time, resulting in insufficient yang energy in his body and remained unconscious. Qin Chuhan simply took a piece of talisman and boiled it. Water was fed to him, and Wang Qi finally woke up after a few days.

At first he sat on the bed in a daze, as if he still couldn't regain his senses, Qin Chuhan played another calming song, taking it easy, slowly pulling Wang Qi back to consciousness.

Many families with missing relatives and sons came here one after another to ask for an explanation. He hardly talked to people and let them beat and scold him. Later, Lu Wanfeng couldn't see it, stopped the people outside, and comforted: "There is a Taoist priest. Rest assured, he will give you the answer when he regains his senses."

After waiting for a few days, he didn't expect that Wang Qi went to the government to surrender himself, saying that he had killed people, not only the dozens of people who disappeared this time, but also the murder of the butcher's house more than 40 years ago.

Everyone in the county was shocked. Dozens of lives were caused by him alone. The county magistrate took people from the yamen to the bed in the main room of Wang's house and found a large number of fragments, twisted and entangled bones, which had been corrupted for many days. The stench was overwhelming, and several nearby families complained that the smell was so strong that they could not live in their homes.

As for the murder case more than 40 years ago, the officials who served at that time had already been transferred to unknown places. So far, several county magistrates have been replaced, and the records of the murder case from many years ago have been found after rummaging through the files and files overnight.

Lu Wanfeng went to listen to the trial in the yamen, Wang Qi hadn't fully recovered yet, and now he was kneeling on the ground as a fat middle-aged man, and he looked like a 80-[-]-year-old man, his vitality was already seriously injured.

According to Wang Qi's statement, his ancestral home was actually in Wangqi County, and the house that was massacred many years ago was his own, but he only killed his father, and his mother was beaten to death by his father.His mother is a well-known beauty in the county, and has countless suitors, including the butcher. What is surprising is that the beauty finally chose to marry the butcher, and she lives with pork all day long.

In the beginning, the butcher was extremely gentle and considerate to the beauty. When a pig was slaughtered at home, the best piece of meat must be sent to Wang Qi's mother. It was probably because of this that she was moved to marry him.But the problem soon appeared. The butcher was not satisfied with the beautiful woman back home, but had suspicions. He felt inferior and couldn't understand why he could marry such a wife. She is a slut who is always on the move, he doesn't know how to resolve it, and in the end all his troubles can only be vented through violence.

Wang Qi's mother shed tears all day long, complaining about her suffering, and the butcher didn't calm down until she was diagnosed with pregnancy.I thought that all the difficulties were over, but the butcher began to suspect wildly again, thinking that the child in his wife's belly was a bastard from outsiders, and started a life of beating and kicking again, until Wang Qi was born prematurely. After seeing the butcher, he gave up.

But despite this, there will be a second time of violence, not to mention the fact that it has been the case for many years. The butcher vented all the pressure in life on his wife.Finally one day the wife broke down and fought back, hid a small knife in her body, and took advantage of the butcher's cruelty to fight back, but the blow failed, which completely angered the butcher. He chopped it down hard.

At that time, Wang Qi was already five or six years old. He witnessed the process of his father killing his mother on his birthday. He lived a deformed life since he was a child and matured earlier than ordinary children. He who was only close to his mother finally stole He took the kitchen knife and killed his father on the back of the neck when no one was prepared.

He was weak, and the blade got stuck in the middle of the neck bone, unable to advance or retreat, cutting off the meridian. The butcher swallowed his breath before he even had a chance to react, and his whole body trembled on the ground convulsively.

The two corpses were both his closest relatives, but at that moment he was extremely calm, and continued to chop with the kitchen knife, venting the resentment and anger accumulated over the years.

Afterwards, he threw away the knife and hid and cried. The neighbor's uncle came to ask the butcher to go to work together, only to find out the tragedy in the house, and hurriedly reported it to the police.The people in the government had no idea, so they could only guess that the husband and wife quarreled and attacked each other. No one suspected a five or six-year-old child, and Wang Qi left the county and started his wandering life.

When he grew up, he came back here because he missed his mother. Having already made a small fortune, he sold his previous land and the land of several nearby residents to build the current royal residence.The shadow of his childhood caused him to be irritable, so he dared not marry a wife for fear that his wife would suffer the same pain as his mother. However, in recent years, he missed his mother more and more. In a few days, his mother's birthday will be his mother's birthday. He is overworked and often wakes up in the middle of the night. When he came to see the evil, his temper became more violent and began to spread to the innocent servants.

Then he only had intermittent memories left, vaguely remembering that he kept killing and hacking, suffering but feeling very happy. At that time, he was possessed by the pillow monster. The pillow monster has the memory of his mother. Ye absorbed strong resentment and resonated with Wang Qi.

The fact that cultivators do not participate in the officialdom is the night that Lu Wanfeng came forward to describe. The horrific murder case decades ago was finally concluded, and dozens of innocent people were killed in the palace. Wang Qi begged If one dies to atone for one's sins, one should be sentenced to death, but the applicable criminal law depends on the laws promulgated by the current court.

The common people who had lost their loved ones cried their hearts out. After leaving the yamen, Lu Wanfeng felt depressed and panicked. He and Qin Chuhan went to the restaurant in the market and asked for a jug of wine, and drank it sullenly.

Seeing that Qin Chuhan also picked up the wine glass, he wondered: "Why are you drinking too?" It seemed that he didn't drink at all except for necessary banquets, saying that being drunk was a mistake.

Qin Chuhan froze for a moment, put the wine glass back on the table when he reached his mouth, and said calmly, "I was distracted for a while."

Probably also feeling quite emotional about the matter of the Wang family, and Lu Wanfeng was also very preoccupied.

Almost everyone in the county went to the yamen to watch the trial. There were no other customers in the restaurant. The proprietress stayed with her four or five-year-old daughter to watch the restaurant. The little girl hid from a distance and watched the two for a long time. Courage leaned over, raised his head and asked Qin Chuhan in a childlike voice: "Brother Daochang, is it true that pillows can turn into monsters?"

Qin Chuhan didn't seem to be good at dealing with children, so he only answered "Yes".

The little girl asked some other questions, and it was inevitable that she would be disappointed if she didn't get an answer. Lu Wanfeng laughed, teased the little girl, and successfully hugged the little girl into his arms.

"Is little sister afraid of monsters?"

The little guy showed a frown that didn't match his age, raised the doll in his hand and said: "This is the doll my mother made for me. I sleep with it every day. Will it become a monster one day? Will it be?" Will eat me?"

Lu Wanfeng pinched her little nose, and said with a smile, "Old objects are monsters. Old objects may turn into monsters, but every newly formed monster is neither good nor evil. It can imitate the behavior of people close to it, so as long as my little sister has kind thoughts in her heart, even if one day the doll turns into a monster, it will be as cute as you and become your best friend!"

The little guy was amused, rubbing back and forth in his arms, and kept asking innocent questions, "Did my brother have a doll when he was young? Now that you've grown up, has it turned into a monster?"

"Dolls are played by little girls. Boys don't play with dolls. We..." He stopped, frowned slightly, closed his eyes and shook his head. The little guy yelled a few more times before returning Come to think of it, "Big brother can't remember clearly when I was young, probably just playing with pebbles and catching loaches."

The child excitedly said: "I know, I know! The little brothers next door always gather together to hopscotch and blow mud! It's fun!" After finishing speaking, he pouted and raised his head proudly, "But there is no mother for me. It’s fun to make dolls!”

Lu Wanfeng patted her head and said, "So take good care of your doll, this is a gift from the person who loves you the most."

The little girl was so happy that she was about to stand on his lap and dance. Seeing that the trouble was almost over, the proprietress came over to take her daughter away with apology, and then gave the table a plate of food and drinks, and gave Qin another Chuhan served a pot of tea.

The surroundings became quiet all of a sudden, Lu Wanfeng fiddled with the empty wine glass in his hand in a daze, his thoughts drifted thousands of miles away.

When I was a child... When I was a child... What was I doing when I was a child?

After thinking for a long while, he didn't recall anything, but Qin Chuhan said, "What are you thinking, sir?"

He didn't think about it, and sighed: "I don't know why, I can't remember anything about my childhood."

"Before six years old?"

"Yeah... my mind is a mess." He propped his chin and sighed, "Perhaps it's been too ordinary, and I can't even leave a trace in my mind."

I wanted to say this, but suddenly remembered that this topic should not be discussed in front of Qin Chuhan. I heard that Qin Chuhan was the only son of a wealthy family before Ling Shanghuan brought him back to the Ling family. , only he was left to escape by hiding in the slop bucket, and it would be a nightmare that anyone would never let go of.

I hope it didn't bring back bad memories for him... Lu Wanfeng glanced at him secretly, he was relieved when he saw his complexion, and changed the subject: "Since the matter here is over, let's continue on the road, Jiangnan is a long way away , it is better not to delay on the way."

Qin Chuhan got up suddenly and stared straight at Lu Wanfeng from high to low, thinking that he was going to have a sad incident when he was mentioned, but he saw him go to the counter to buy wine, and when he turned around, he was holding two exquisite wine bottles, In sharp contrast to his supernatural temperament, he said calmly, "Let's go."