"I didn't kill anyone. I just didn't kill anyone. It's great to keep good women for fun. I can support them for two fucking ten years. Why am I missing a mouthful of food from this woman? Why should I kill her? I didn't kill her. !”

"You didn't kill her, so why is she here? You are the only one who knows this place!"

"You ask me, who should I ask? How do I know why this damn woman is here? I don't even know when this coffin was brought in!"

The chamber pot guy was stunned after saying this.

Li Jia's face showed excitement.

"So, you are admitting that you know this place?" Li Jia is worthy of being a person who has climbed up from the thousands of people in Lijia Village to be able to stand upright. His brain moves faster than others, and he immediately deduce what he said. Got the Chamber Pot Guy's loophole.

"No, I didn't know this place before. I only know it now..."

"Stop quibbling, you just did it all, want to change your mind? It's too late!" Li Jia said.

The people around also echoed: "Yes, we all heard it, Chamber Pot Man, you have known about this stone chamber for a long time, and you are still pretending!"

The chamber pot man's eyes averted, his face turned the color of pig liver: "I, I..."

"You still speak harshly when you are about to die? It depends on your words or my dagger..."

Dagger madman Yang Ruoqing showed off her signature weapon again...

The chamber pot guy was so frightened that he jumped up from the ground and hid on the other side of the coffin. Only half of his head was exposed and he looked at the approaching Yang Ruoqing in horror. He begged for mercy incoherently: "Don't come here, I say, I say, I say everything!"

Yang Ruoqing took back the dagger and stepped back.

"Sister, sit down for a while."

Liu Xueyun lifted the stone stool from the corner and placed it behind Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing did not sit down, but glanced at Yang Huazhong.

Liu Xueyun understood and immediately moved the stone bench in front of Yang Huazhong.

"Dad, would you like to sit down and rest for a while?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Liu Xueyun: "Third uncle, please sit down."

Yang Huazhong was holding Yang Yongzhi down there, fearing that Yang Yongzhi, who was in grief and anger, would lose control and rush to kill the chamber pot man.

After hearing what they said, Yang Huazhong just said: "Please help me get Yongzhi to sit on a stool for a while!"

Yang Ruoqing glanced at the dirty things related to Chen Jinhong that were on Yang Yongzhi's body, and she said a few words of advice, but she stepped back.

Liu Xueyun stepped forward and helped Yang Huazhong help Yang Yongzhi sit down on the stone bench.

Seeing those things that were messing with Liu Xueyun, Yang Ruoqing quietly took a few steps away from Liu Xueyun, you honest child, hey!

Yang Yongzhi was temporarily sat on the stone bench by Yang Huazhong and Liu Xueyun, his red eyes staring fiercely at the chamber pot man behind the coffin.

"What are you waiting for? Be honest!" Li Jia saw that the arrangements here were in place, so he urged the chamber pot man again.

The chamber pot man rubbed his nose and said, "Li Zheng, I will tell you the truth, that is, just... can you give me a cigarette first?"

This is because he is addicted to cigarettes. He will not be energetic unless he takes a few puffs. All the men present understand this.

Li Jia looked troubled and looked around, "Which one of you has dry cigarettes on you?"

"I brought it, but I didn't let him use my dry tobacco pole. He is a disgusting person!" Someone among the villagers soon said angrily.

The chamber pot man was already yawning and rubbing his eyes, as if tears were about to come out.

"Why are you doing so much shit? I don't have any cigarettes to smoke, so just bear with it!" Li Jia said angrily.

The chamber pot man yawned again.

Yang Ruoqing coughed, and the chamber pot man's half-yawn stopped abruptly.

"Want to smoke, right? Okay, I'll help you smoke."

She rolled up her sleeves and walked forward. When she passed the group of villagers, she smiled and asked: "The brother who had a cigarette just now, please throw the cigarette bag to me."

"then!"

A man with thick eyebrows and big eyes swung the cigarette bag over.

Yang Ruoqing caught it steadily, "Thank you!"

She came to the chamber pot man and stared at the chamber pot man with a smile, "Don't be afraid, I'm here to help you smoke. If you smoke to your heart's content, I will pour the beans into the bamboo tube and pour them out at once."

Under the dubious gaze of the chamber pot man, Yang Ruoqing shook open the cigarette bag, twisted a small cluster of dry tobacco and gently rubbed it between her fingers.

Regardless of judging from the color or smell, this cut tobacco is the roughest and poorest quality.

It costs a few pennies to buy a large pack, or it may be cut from the leaves of dry tobacco grown in the villagers' own fields. In short, the kind smoked by rough men will choke your nose and even cause rhinitis.

However, the chamber pot man is not a subtle person, so giving him this kind of smoke is considered a good thing, not to mention that Yang Ruoqing personally came to serve him.

This kind of treatment, tsk tsk, even the current emperor Qi Xingyun has never enjoyed.

The chamber pot guy was a little confused. He was an old pervert himself. Looking at Yang Ruoqing's delicate fingers twisting the tobacco from a close distance, there was still a faint fragrance exuding from his body. He was so gentle and focused, which made him feel...

The old pervert chamberpot fell into a brief intoxication.

Such a woman... is the real best!

Yang Huazhong looked at his daughter's actions and frowned secretly.

Isn't it just an interrogation? The chamber pot man refused to cooperate and continued to beat me. How could Qing'er be so accommodating?

Yang Yongzhi was so angry that he wanted to stand up and rush over several times, but was held down by Liu Xueyun.

"Third brother, please be patient. Sister Qing'er has her own reasons for doing things." Liu Xueyun said in a deep voice.

Although he couldn't understand Yang Ruoqing's operations, after following her for so long, he knew that she was never an unprincipled person.

What's more, she will never compromise with a villain like Chamber Pot Man.

As for the other villagers watching nearby, they had witnessed Yang Ruoqing's previous series of operations, and each reversal made them stunned. So this time when Yang Ruoqing pretended to serve the chamber pot guy to smoke, they were even more vigilant. Unexpectedly,

Dare to believe it easily.

"Come on, let's smoke."

Yang Ruoqing said pleasantly, took out the fire stick and lit the ball of tobacco between her fingers that she had twisted into the size of a peanut.

The shredded tobacco was sizzling and burning, sending out curls of acrid black smoke, and delivered it to the chamber pot man.

The chamber pot man was stunned, "How can we smoke without a dry tobacco pole..."

"Just do whatever you have to do." Yang Ruoqing smiled as if she was harmless.

Under the sudden horrified gaze of the chamber pot man, she suddenly grabbed the chamber pot man's neck and stuffed the burning ball of dry tobacco into his nostrils.

The hair on his nose was ignited, and fire suddenly erupted from half of the chamber pot man's nostrils, while black smoke billowed.

He screamed, struggled hard, and finally sneezed out the lump in his nostrils.

The whole person was lying on the ground, covering his nose with both hands. Tears and mucus flowed from the pain, half of his face was burning, and his nostrils were even burnt.
Chapter completed!