The incited villagers lost their minds and threw away their deaths.

After a while, Feng's father's tombstone was pushed down and the tomb soil was dug open.

"one two three!"

Several powerful farmers of Kongwu shouted trumpets and hung a wet coffin from under the dark pit soaked in water.

The coffin has been buried in the soil for several months, but when it was unearthed, it turned out that there was no trace of decay, and everything seemed to have just been buried.

Feng Mazi, who was tied up by a fishing net not far away, watched his father's grave be dug up, screaming in anxiety, even his voice hoarse. His resentful eyes stared at Wang Tuozi standing in front of the grave, almost spitting out a fire.

Wang Tuozi looked at Feng Mazi, who was invisible to see him. He looked at the intact coffin and nodded slightly, secretly affirming his guess.

However, someone saw that the grave was dug open and only dug out a coffin, and questioned: "Wang Tuozi, where is the drought-ba? Didn't you say that you were buried in the grave?"

"Yes, Wang Tuozi, we are just burning the drought, not digging people's graves first."

Digging out people's ancestral tombs for no reason is not only a lack of morality, damages privateness, but also violates the law. Therefore, everyone was reluctant in their hearts, that is, they thought that as long as the drought caused by drought was really eliminated, even if Feng Mazi sued the government, it was understandable and then he took action.

Of course, there is no need to blame the public for their luck.

But now the grave was dug open and even the coffin was hung out, but there was no sign of the drought. They had to wonder if they were exploited by Wang Tuozi's conspiracy.

Wang Tuozi looked at the expressions of everyone, knowing that if there was a disagreement, everyone would rush forward and knock him down and bury him in the grave with deep water.

But he just smiled in his heart and immediately replied confidently: "Things have been done. I can still deceive everyone. The drought is in the coffin, and you can see it when you open the coffin."

The villagers were on the string at this time, so they could only choose to believe Wang Tuozi and walk all the way to the black.

The coffin nails were lifted out, and then the lid was slowly pulled open from afar.

Everyone is afraid that if there is really a drought sterile hiding in the coffin, the drought sterile will suddenly jump out and hurt people's lives.

No one knows what the drought bald looks like, and once the drought bald goes out thousands of miles away, it is only heard from legends.

If a drought is more ferocious than a tiger, wouldn’t it be very dangerous?

But after the lid of the coffin was opened, there was no movement for a long time.

I imagined that the monsters and monsters that would pop out of the coffin were not seen.

Seeing everyone wandering and suspicious, Wang Tuozi walked directly to the coffin and pointed to it and said, "Don't everyone believe it? Seeing that it is true, everyone comes over to see what the drought is like. It's good to have a good understanding."

Seeing that there was indeed no danger, everyone bravely surrounded him.

But they didn't see the monster with green face and fangs, but only saw a corpse.

Someone saw the true face of the corpse and exclaimed: "Isn't this Feng Dequan?"

Someone who is familiar with Feng Dequan replied with certainty: "I recognize that Feng Laogui turns into ashes even if he turns into ashes. Not to mention that his body is very complete, Feng Dequan is right."

The others started to talk about it after hearing what the two said.

However, the men who were responsible for digging the grave and hanging the coffin just now became excited and angry. Without saying a word, they rushed to Wang Tuozi, grabbed him, and punched him a few times.

"Wang Tuozi. How dare you lie to us, you won't die a good death."

Wang Tuozi was punched a few times, grinning in pain, protecting his head and begging for mercy: "Don't hit, don't hit, listen to my explanation, listen to my explanation."

A big man with a big waist and a round waist grabbed Wang Tuozi's collar like a chicken: "Do you still want to argue?"

Wang Tuozi quickly took the opportunity to ask a question: "I'll ask you, how long has Feng Dequan been dead?"

Someone replied: "It's more than half a year."

When Wang Tuozi saw someone answering, he knew that things were easy to deal with: "I have been dead for more than half a year. So who can tell me why they were buried in the soil for more than half a year, and the bodies were not corrupted?"

"this……"

Everyone was attracted by Feng Dequan's body because of fear. They didn't notice this problem for a while. Now, after Wang Tuozi's reminder, they all suddenly realized it. However, no one can answer Wang Tuozi's question.

Wang Tuozi broke free from the clutches of the man, tidied up his torn robe, and said in an orderly manner: "Because Feng Dequan became a drought, it did not corrupt."

"Feng Dequan is a drought-ba?"

"How is this possible?"

“Drought squats change?”

Wang Tuozi's words seemed to be shocking. His words caused a thousand waves, and everyone could not believe their ears.

Feng Dequan was a farmer who could not beat a single fart during his lifetime. He was the most honest and honest person. They could not imagine that such a person who had never even walked out of Ganhe Town in his life would be the culprit of drought.

Facing everyone's questions, Wang Tuozi asked calmly: "Who can tell me why its corpse still remained like it was when it was alive if it was not a drought."

Everyone couldn't speak again. Wang Tuozi's words seemed to be either one or the other, but they didn't seem to be very reasonable, but they couldn't refute them.

Of course, someone still discovered the problem: "Feng Dequan, no, this drought bar is lying in the coffin and buried underground, unable to move, so how can you get a thousand miles naked?"

After hearing this, Wang Tuozi snorted and said, "I didn't say just now that this drought has not yet become a climate. It is because it has not yet become a climate that we must prevent problems before it happens, burn it to death before it becomes a climate and completely eliminate it."

Among the people, after seeing Feng Dequan's body that had not been rotten for half a year, they completely believed the saying of Drought and Ba. Some people did not believe it very much, but they also believed that even if Feng Dequan was not Drought and Ba, he was very evil and could not be kept.

"No further ado, let's do it together."

In the end, except for Feng Mazi, everyone agreed to burn Feng Dequan's body.

Wang Tuozi looked at Feng Dequan's body in the raging fire, retracted into the crowd, and quietly retreated out.

That night, Wang Tuozi didn't even sing the lantern. He took advantage of the moonlight and found that he was late at night, under a banyan tree outside the village.

Seeing the figure under the banyan tree, he was delighted and walked over and said flatteringly: "Master Dao, the matter has been done. Do you think the remaining money?"

He just used a little trick and took a little bit of talk to incite those hopelessly stupid people to complete the matter beautifully without any flaws, and he didn't even have to do it himself.

After getting five hundred taels of silver, Wang Tuozi said happily and said thanks and turned around to leave.

But he turned around and suddenly let out a muffled groan, then fell to the ground with a slap, and silver rolled all over the ground.

"Money can make the devil push the mill. Hey, it's a pity that you are a human, not a ghost, and you can't bear it." (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!