After Saving The Villain, He Had Sex With The Female Ghost. Chapter 35
byChapter 35 Chapter 35 Cat Ghost (10)
Exploring the enemy’s lair with Silly Heixian
Chu Yu took a taxi and drove to the entrance of the village. After getting off the car, she rushed to Chengcheng Supermarket. Xu Cheng was not there. Her mother was sitting behind the counter smoking, and the store was filled with smoke.
Chu Yu called her, and Xu Cheng gave her confusing directions on the phone. After taking several wrong turns, Chu Yu hung up the phone unbearably and used a map to locate her location.
By the river, she finally found Xu Cheng.Not to mention the murderer, she didn’t even see the cat.
“You’re here, take a look at this.” Xu Cheng said with a pale face and trembling lips.
There were a few lotus leaves placed in front of her. She closed her eyes and turned around to uncover the lotus leaves. Under the lotus leaves were two bloody masses, like skinned rabbits, but fatter than rabbits.
Chu Yu turned over the face of the thing with a branch without changing his expression, and then took a strand of hair from the flesh. The gray-black hair might be a civet cat, or a calico cat, she couldn’t say.
“It’s not rhubarb.” Chu Yu stood up and looked around. Opposite the river bank was a wasteland with several fish ponds surrounding it. There were bright lotus flowers in the ponds and no one was around the ponds.
“What do you mean? If it’s not Dahuang but another cat, is it okay? Why are you like this? Don’t you feel uncomfortable!” Xu Cheng suddenly squatted down and roared.
She had been squatting here since she found the cat, always on guard against someone attacking her from behind. She was also afraid that it was rhubarb, so she was so scared that she didn’t even dare to touch the body.
When Chu Yu arrived, the big stone in his heart fell to the ground, but then he was gripped by a deeper panic.
Dahuang has been missing for several days. This cat is not Dahuang. Could it be that Dahuang died in a worse way than this? Thinking of this, big teardrops hit the ground and rolled on the lotus leaves like crystals.
Chu Yu stood there confused. She was used to seeing these things so she didn’t feel any disturbance in her heart. Besides, she had known that the Dahuang family was in danger, so she wasn’t surprised. However, this seemed to anger Xu Cheng.
Chu Yu felt a little tired for the umpteenth time.
“Change the surveillance to find out who threw this.” She took out her phone and took pictures of the cat from all directions.
Xu Cheng blew his nose loudly: “City people, this is a village, and this is a fish pond in the wilderness. Who do you expect to monitor you?”
“Then there’s nothing we can do. Just let Dahuang die.” Chu Yu stood up, put away his cell phone, and walked to the village: “I’m going back. Don’t call me if you have nothing to do.”
Chu Yu didn’t walk quickly. Although she was thinking about Li Heru, she also wanted to catch the murderer of Xiao Huang. However, before Xu Cheng could speak, she turned back curiously.
Xu Cheng knelt down and sat on the ground, crying so hard that his face was hideous but he didn’t make a sound.
The so-called great sound and sound.
Chu Yu watched silently, then suddenly took out his cell phone and took a photo, without turning off the sound, there was a click.
Xu Cheng jumped up immediately, as sensitive as a bear just waking up from hibernation.
Seeing that she was about to eat shit and fall to the ground before sliding and kneeling in front of her, Chu Yu kindly went over to help her: “One: I’m leaving now, two: Let’s go to Huang Xia’s house, which one do you choose?”
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Huang Xia’s house is located at a dead end in an alley. No one lives in the surrounding houses. The lock on the door has been hanging for an unknown number of years and is covered with cobwebs.
“She should be at home this weekend, but I still think it’s impossible for her to do it.” Xu Cheng stood at the door, hesitated for a moment and whispered to Chu Yu.
Chu Yu didn’t want to speak, so he stretched out his hand to give her a violent shudder. He learned this trick from Li Heru and it worked surprisingly well. Xu Guo actually shut up and knocked on the door honestly.
After a long time, the door opened a crack, and Huang Xia stood inside the door, wearing home clothes, looking at the two people with surprise on her face.
“Well, my friend, Chu Yu, saw you in the store that day and thought you were very elegant. I told her that your home was very beautiful. She didn’t believe how beautiful it was, so I took her to visit it, hahaha.”
Xu Cheng smiled awkwardly and slapped Chu Yu twice on the back. Chu Yu listened to the two crisp snaps and looked at Huang Xia’s eyebrows raising higher and higher, hoping that he could be slapped to death by Xu Cheng at that moment.
But life must go on, Chu Yu forced out an awkward smile: “I am a designer, and I want to open a B&B in Qingwa County in the future, so I want to learn from the decoration style here.”
Huang Xia suddenly understood and nodded: “That’s right, then please come in. My home decoration is average, so I may disappoint you.” She smiled gently.
After entering the door, Chu Yu almost wanted to strangle Xu Cheng to death.
Huang Xia’s house has a very ordinary farmhouse style. The only difference may be that there are no farm tools on the walls, and there is no corn to dry in the yard. A few cracked bamboo chairs are thrown casually in the yard, which is even a bit messy.
The only praiseworthy thing about her home is its location.
The east wall of the courtyard is very low, facing a large mountain forest. In September, the crab apples at the foot of the mountain are all red and bright, and birds chirp from time to time. There is a low table in front of the courtyard wall, but there are no chairs.
Chu Yu walked to the low table. She lowered her head and looked from the wall. The yard was located on the edge of the cliff, with the dark forest below. She took her head back again.
“This place is nice. You can watch the sunrise in the morning. It would be perfect if there were some mats in front of the table.” Chu Yu looked at Huang Xia with a half-smile.
Huang Xia said warmly: “Yes, even for me, the wall is still high for me. I have to step on the table to look down.”
Huang Xia is indeed not tall, about 1.5 meters tall. She looks petite no matter where she is.
Chu Yu looked at the courtyard carefully. Except for a few slightly messy chairs, the rest of the courtyard was clean. There was a large wooden stake in the corner of the door with a rusty kitchen knife stuck on it.
“Teacher Huang chops the meat himself and eats it.” Chu Yu picked up the kitchen knife with interest and smelled it. There was damp moisture on the knife, and his nose was full of fishy smell. He couldn’t tell whether it was blood or rust.
“It’s good to chop the meat yourself. I like to eat small pieces. The meat in the butcher shop is always too big for one person to eat.” Huang Xia walked over and blocked the door of the small house next to the wooden pile without leaving any trace.
“This knife is rusty. Can you still eat meat with this chop?” Xu Cheng frowned and picked up the knife. The top of the knife was stained with rust, but the blade was very bright.
“Then you sharpen it for me. I’ve heard that you can sharpen the knife.” Huang Xia smiled.
“Hey, why am I hungry? Teacher Huang, what delicious food have you stocked in your cellar?” Chu Yu interrupted the two of them. Huang Xia maintained her dignity and said, “There are sweet potatoes, let me get you some.”
“No, I’ll go by myself. I haven’t seen the cellar yet. I want to go down and have fun. Is it in here?” Chu Yu smiled and turned sideways to enter. Huang Xia dodged and grabbed her, clasping her fingers tightly on Chu Yu’s arm: “I’m not here, don’t go in randomly.”
The corners of her mouth seemed to be nailed, hanging by her cheeks.
Chu Yu rushed to the window pretending to be curious: “What treasure are you hiding? Let me see.” Xu Cheng finally had an epiphany. She jumped behind Chu Yu and blocked Huang Xia who came to catch her: “Let my friend see it. People in the city have never seen the world, so don’t be stingy.”
When Chu Yu got closer, she discovered that the area she thought was reflective was actually covered with a layer of black paper. There was a lock on the door, and the cracks in the door were so tight that not even a mosquito could fly in.
After a lot of tossing, the two of them walked out of the Huang family yard with their sweet potatoes dejected.
“What do you think she has in that house? Is there something fishy about not letting you see it?” Xu Chenggaba said as he took a bite of the raw sweet potato.
“Nothing, just cats…what did you just eat?” Chu Yu looked at Xu Cheng in horror.
“Sweet potatoes, her sweet potatoes are so clean, there’s no mud at all, so you don’t have to wash them.” Xu Cheng took another bite.
“The cellar is empty. There is nothing but sweet potatoes. Do you think it’s her or not? Dahuang, you can’t live without seeing the cat or dead body.” Xu Cheng slowed down his chewing speed.
Chu Yu suddenly took away the sweet potato in her hand, “What are you doing? You want to eat my leftovers too?” Xu Cheng was startled and reached out to grab it.
Chu Yu turned around. As Xu Cheng said, the surface of the sweet potato was very clean, and the dark red skin was quite tender. It could be pinched into fingernail marks with a little force.
At the root of the sweet potato, she found two small, pointed teeth marks. She touched them and pulled out a tuft of yellow hair in the recessed part of the skin.
“What are you doing!” Xu Cheng grabbed her from behind and tried to grab her.
In an instant, Chu Yu threw the sweet potato to her and said casually: “Look at your broken sweet potato, why are you so stingy?”
She flicked the tuft of yellow hair into her pocket with her other hand. Xu Cheng snatched the sweet potato back and slapped her with a smile: “I have never seen the world.”
Chu Yu was a professional in acting, and the two of them chatted and laughed all the way back to the main street. Chu Yu left first on the pretext that he had work in the afternoon.
When Xu Cheng’s back was completely invisible, she took a deep breath and slowly sat down under the shade of the tree.
Huang Xia killed Dahuang.
But she had no evidence. A little yellow hair on a sweet potato was nothing. She could just say it was her own cat. After all, cats in rural areas had homes all over the world, and no one would be surprised if they had never seen her cat before.
What about the body?
Chu Yu felt cold all over. She thought of the low wall and the lush mountains and forests under it.
The brain is like a sophisticated computer, connecting all relevant information in an instant, and the truth emerges like a cocoon.
Intuition helped her deduce the truth, but she could not use her intuition to convict Huang Xia.
She needs proof.
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“Hey, I’m back. The briquettes are in much better condition. Do you want to take a look at it?” Manager Luo came over with the steel ball in his arms. The steel ball was too big, with most of its butt hanging outside, and it was climbing up along the arm of the store manager Luo.
Chu Yu raised his face tiredly: “Who is Briquettes?”
“Oh, I forgot, it’s that little black cat, just wait.” Manager Luo put down the steel, turned around and went to the back corridor.
Chu Yu sat on the low sofa, sinking in it like a zombie that had been drained of its energy.
“I’m in a bad mood. It’s such a nice weather. Let’s go out for a walk.” Seeing this man’s depression, the front desk couldn’t help but said kindly. After all, there weren’t many long-term guests, and this man came alone. He left early and came back late every day, not knowing what he was busy with.
Sometimes she was frowning, and sometimes she was alone and happy. She saw this woman sitting on the lawn that day, talking to herself, and she was so absorbed in the drama. She was so frightened that she quickly put up her family’s ancestral evil charm in a hidden place in the store.
But why is this talisman useless to her?Maybe she had a mental illness, so she decided to adopt the language healing technique.
Chu Yu lowered her eyes and hummed politely and perfunctorily. When she said about going out, she saw a familiar figure outside the glass door.
[The author has something to say]
The timing is wrong, it’s late today [crying]