The old man's yard was very dilapidated, with only three broken houses, and a piece of glass on the window was sealed with plastic cloth.

After she invited us into the room, she limped and poured water for me and Uncle Huzi.

I told her not to work hard, it is important to treat her.

Then, the old lady sat opposite me and stroked her trouser legs. When I saw that this was a typical rheumatism, her knees were red and swollen, so she asked: "Old man, is your disease related to the weather? When it rains on cloudy days, it will cause unbearable pain in this joint and it is difficult to walk?"

Hearing this, the old man nodded repeatedly and said, "Yes, yes, it took several cloudy days, and the knees hurt so hard that they couldn't walk smoothly."

"Old man, you should avoid living in such a damp and dark house for this disease. When the sun comes out, you should go out to bask in the sun frequently, and you should pay attention to keeping warm in normal times. This way, I will give you acupuncture first to relieve the pain. I will prescribe a prescription for you later. For external and internal administration, you can recover within half a year as long as you follow the prescription I prescribed.

The old man thanked him repeatedly, and then I took the silver needle from Uncle Huzi, pricked a few needles on the acupoints at the swollen joints of the old man, took out moxibustion, and smoked and roasted it in the swollen place of the old man.

After about twenty minutes, I took off the silver needle and asked the old man to try to walk around.

Soon, the old lady magically discovered that the joints not only reduced swelling, but also no longer hurt, and she walked much more quickly.

"Young man, you are so amazing. I have an old habit. I have been to many hospitals but have not been cured. You will not hurt after a few injections." The old lady said excitedly.

I smiled and said, "This is just a temporary relief of the pain. The prescription I prescribed for you. If you take medicine on time, it can still be cured. But I have something I want to ask you."

"Young man, just ask if you have anything to ask, don't be embarrassed." The old man said happily.

"I heard that every time Boss Wang comes to this village in the past few years, he will pay money to elderly people over 65 years old, at least 10,000 yuan per person. You should have received this money, so why don't you need money to build a house? Look at the house leaking everywhere and grass growing on the roof. Living in such a house is not good for you." I asked tentatively.

After hearing what I asked, the smile on the old lady's face disappeared immediately, as if she was a little afraid to say it.

Uncle Huzi said with a smile: "Old man, you don't have to worry about it. We are not from the same group as the village chief. This time we came with Boss Wang just to take a look. We have never said a few words to the village chief."

In this way, the old lady relaxed a little and began to complain to us, saying, "The village chief is too unauthorized. He and Wang Guilin are still relatives and have several brothers. They are usually arrogant and domineering in the village. No one dares to provoke him. Wang Guilin asked the village chief to give us money, but in fact, there was not much money in our hands. Each old man only had one or two thousand yuan in his hands. The rest of the money was used to build bridges and pave roads. But everyone in the village knew that Wang Guilin also gave the village chief a large amount of money for repairing bridges and paving roads. It didn't take our money at all, but no one dared to provoke him, otherwise he would not get a penny."

Uncle Huzi and I looked at each other and felt a little sensible.

From the very beginning, we felt that there was something wrong with the village chief.

But what I didn't expect was that the village chief was really greedy. Not only did he greedy for a large amount of money for bridge repair, but he even took most of the pension money sent to the elderly.

"It seems that this village chief is really not a good thing." Uncle Huzi said angrily.

"Who said no? You saw just now that his son drove from the bridge to the river and drowned. The people in the village were still talking about it. The village chief had done too much morals and God could not bear it anymore." The old lady said again.

"By the way, I seemed to have heard you say that this bridge is not the first time that people have died. How many people have died before?" I asked.

The old lady relaxed her guard against us and then said, "Yes, there was no bridge in the west of the village, so there was only a small bridge built with wooden boards. It rained heavily, and even one could not walk through it. Later, Wang Guilin paid the money to ask the village chief to repair the bridge, which was a great thing for the people in the village. However, after the bridge was repaired, strange things always happened. During the day, it felt gloomy when walking over the bridge. Within a year, five people drove down the bridge and drowned in the river."

"Are those drowning people from your village?" I said curiously.

"Well, they are all from our village, and they are very close to the village chief. Some of them were trapped in the river by tricycle, and some people fell into the river by tractor. Two months ago, another bicycle fell into the river and drowned. Since then, even if the people in the village have taken a detour, they have never crossed the bridge. I don't know why the village chief's son Tiezhu insisted on walking on the bridge. As a result, such a thing happened. The child was pitiful. He had not married a wife yet and died at a young age." The old lady said with great regret.

"Do you know why something happens on the bridge?" I asked.

"It's hard to say. When building the bridge, the village chief also asked the Feng Shui master to come and see it. When the bridge was first built, cement pillars could not be erected in the river and it always collapsed. I don't know why it was built later. Since I remember, many people have drowned in the river. The villagers all said that there were water ghosts in the river. After the bridge was built, they suppressed those water ghosts, so those water ghosts would harm people." The old lady said mysteriously.

"Old lady, I have another thing to ask you, is there anyone in your village who looks dirty, has messy hair, and feels like a beggar?" I asked again.

"The person you are talking about is a madman, right?" the old lady said suddenly.

"Who is Madman?" I asked.

"Mad Ma is a lunatic in our village. His mind was abnormal when he was born. His parents had been sick a few years ago. This Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad

"Where is the madman now?" I asked quickly.

"I couldn't find anyone more than a year ago. He was crazy all day long and ran around, maybe he was lost." The old lady said.
Chapter completed!