Meng Li raised his eyebrow: "Oh? It's amazing. "

The villager nodded, and Meng Li said, "is there no way for them to harm others?"

"How to harm people? I hear there are The villagers look at Meng Li mysteriously, and Meng Li looks back with an indifferent look.

Then the villagers refused to speak.

This makes Meng Li laugh. This man is a little funny.

That's all.

She took out another 100 yuan to the villagers, and the villagers refused twice, pretending not to, saying that he didn't mean it. When Meng Li was going to collect the money, he said thank you to Meng Li and collected the money.

He praised Mencius for his kindness and generosity.

Meng Li just laughs.

The villager said, "there was a mysterious doctor in their family who had done harm to others. He made a feud with others outside. Then his enemy fell off the cliff and died. It's really a coincidence that they all said that they killed him, but no one dared to say it in front of them. They were afraid of causing trouble."

Meng Li said, "did they leave any books?"

These should be inherited, and we can also find out whether there is magic in them. At least we can find some evidence to prove that it is their family. Although Tang's mother said that it is not far away, there is no conclusive evidence.

The villager said: "after old man Jiang died, the village head brought people to their house to collect things. It is said that there are several boxes of books left by old man Jiang. Some people want to learn from them, but they can't understand them."

"Where are the books?" Asked Meng Li.

The villager said: "the village head took it away, but later it was burned by the little grandson of the village head's family. When playing with the fire, it was all accidentally burned, and the house almost disappeared."

Meng Li nodded and didn't say anything. Heaven's will is so. If heaven wants to destroy these things, he can't leave them.

The inheritance is broken.

The evidence is broken.

Now that everyone is dead, the evidence is even harder to find. It seems that we can only reply to the client with the answer. Mother Tang knows best who will do it to her child.

However, Meng Li still left a heart, if it is the village head to hide these books, just an excuse to burn them.

She asked the villagers about the location of the village head's house, the appearance of the house and the color of the wall tiles. The villagers told them one by one that Meng Li used his mental power to search and found the village head's house. With his mental power, he really didn't find the cabinets of books.

It's all children's textbooks, books his grandson needs to read.

"By the way, is his grandson good?" Meng Li asked.

The villagers said, "his grandson? It seems that I've been dead for some years. If I'm still alive, I'm about my age? It's not as big as me

Meng Li said.

The villagers frowned and thought for a while, then said:

"his grandson didn't want to stay in the mountain village, and promised his grandfather not to use those things when he went out. As a result, he still died. It was said that his grandson was very talented, and his grandfather often lamented that if heaven could accommodate them, his grandson would create more brilliance."

"How is his grandson?" Asked Meng Li.

The villagers hesitated: "who are you?"

"I don't have much contact with them, but I feel like a good person."

Meng Li said.

Just don't ask.

"Thank you. I have nothing to know." She said politely to the villagers.

The villager laughed, his dark face showed yellow teeth, and said to Meng Li, "how do you get out? Shall I give you a ride? "

Meng Li: "can you send me?"

"I have a tricycle. I can go down the mountain road, take the main road and make a little detour." The villagers said.

Meng Li takes another look at the Jiang family's house. If a rainstorm comes, it can break it down. Sooner or later, the traces of their existence will be completely buried. It can only be said that their fate is so, and they are not allowed by the way of heaven.

"I'll trouble you." Meng Li is also lazy to walk down, let the villagers go home to get the tricycle, his house in the river around.

I'm leaving now. I don't think I'll find anything more. I didn't expect to scan it carefully with my mental energy. I also found that she found a red cloth package under the dilapidated and collapsed wooden bed in her bedroom.

Enduring the pungent smell of mildew, she took out the thing. The thick red cloth was wrapped layer by layer, and the outermost cloth was bitten by mice. Inside was a Book wrapped in many plastic bags, but inside it was still rotten, or rotten before it was wrapped.

This thing was originally under the mattress, but because the bed collapsed and the mattress was rotten, it fell under the bed.

Meng Li opened the rotten pages of the book, and there were even a lot of bugs in it. He couldn't read all the fonts on it. There were only a few words that could be seen on a page, but Rao was so. Meng Li could also guess what the book was based on those words.

This is the professional book of their profession. There are ways to harm and save people.

But also found a suspected introduction to the spell, the spell is diverse, here is just a general, Meng Li hesitated, this book is also a proof.At least it proves that Tang's first love really has these aspects, and his family is good at them.

Go further to affirm mother Tang's judgment.

Meng Li shakes the book, shakes off all the insects in it, and then takes a clean plastic bag from her bag. It was brought from home. She originally intended to use it to load snacks and garbage on the road, but she is not interested in eating. She didn't eat all the way, and the bag is also useful now.

Wrap the book in a plastic bag, and Meng Li puts it in his bag. Then he kicks the red cloth and other rubbish back under the bed.

She used her mental energy to scan around, hoping for other discoveries. Finally, she found a book written by someone. There was no important content in the book. From the only words left, she could see that it was all about complaining that heaven would not allow him. I think it was written by Tang's first love grandfather.

She didn't take it away because it didn't make sense to her. After hearing the news, she could see the villagers coming on the muddy road with tricycles.

Before she walked out of the house, she looked up at the top of her head. The tiles were on it. The surrounding tiles had fallen down. Now it was crumbling on it. It was as if a gust of wind could blow the tiles down on her head. This urged Meng Li to step faster, go out of the door faster, stand under the eaves and look at the villagers.

The tricycle couldn't drive any more. Meng Li went out and sat next to the villagers. There were two people in front of him. Xu was worried that Meng Li thought his car was dirty. He also found a new towel to pad it there. Meng Li laughed and was quite satisfied with the villagers' details.

It's just that the towel is not well padded, or it may be caused by bumps on the road. He said to Meng Li, "please make it for you. It's specially padded for you."

Meng Li said with a smile, "thank you."

She pulled the towel and sat on it.