Lingchu saw that he didn't speak, so he had to ask again, "You are Mr. Liu's husband Li Houmu. Is this your son?"
Li Houmu looked at her straightly, and after a long while, he said one word in a hoarse voice, "Yes."
Lingchu was not surprised by this. When she saw the little puppet that was burned beyond recognition, she had already guessed that it was Liu's son.
When Ling Chu saw Li Houmu turning his head and glaring at Mrs. Liu with resentment, he couldn't help but feel moved in his heart, "Do you have any last wishes? As long as you don't commit murder or arson, I can help you fulfill it."
Li Houmu quickly turned his head, his face shining with hope, "Really?"
Although his voice was hoarse, it was filled with a strong sense of expectation.
Ling Chu nodded, "I never lie to people, oh, and I don't lie to puppets either."
After a pause, Ling Chu added, "If you have a last wish, I can help you fulfill it, but my help will not be in vain.
If there are bones to be buried, five taels of silver. The Feng Shui treasure land is more expensive, with a minimum starting price of twenty taels. If you want the talisman formation, you will have to pay more.
We can also send you to the underworld for reincarnation, the price will be calculated separately. "
A bright light flashed in Li Houmu's eyes, and he immediately raised his hand and pointed at Mrs. Liu, "I want Liu Qianling to pay for the lives of my father and son!"
To pay for your life?
Or father and son?
Her son was burned to death by Mrs. Liu. Li Houmu resented her and wanted her to pay for his son's life. Ling Chu could understand this.
How can we say that we are paying for the lives of father and son?
Didn't Mrs. Liu say that her husband died of a sudden illness?
Ling Chu asked tentatively, "Is there another hidden reason behind your death?"
Li Houmu pointed a finger at Mrs. Liu resentfully, "I was poisoned to death by this **** with arsenic."
Ling Chu's eyes widened in surprise.
"Xiangu, I am willing to pay you one hundred taels. Can you help me expose the true face of Liu? I want her to get the retribution she deserves!"
Exposing Liu's true identity of poisoning her husband is not a violation of Ling Chu's principles.
She helped Li Houmu fulfill his last wish. She could not only earn money, but also receive merit rewards. Ling Chu had no reason to refuse.
“Ms. Liu, you poisoned your husband and burned your son to death, and now they are back to seek your life.”
Liu Qianling was already uneasy when she saw Ling Chu muttering into the deserted air, and now she was even more flustered and uneasy when she heard her words.
"You Taoist nun, don't even think about spitting blood. My husband will die of a sudden illness."
"Really? But Li Houmu said personally that you poisoned him to death with a bowl of arsenic."
As soon as Ling Chu said these words, everyone was shocked.
Mrs. Yang frowned, "Xiangu, is what you said true?"
Lingchu nodded, "This is what Li Houmu said himself. He is now with Mrs. Liu."
Mrs. Yang looked guilty. It was she and her mother who had harmed Li Houmu.
I saw that he had a good personality and was honest and responsible, so I thought of introducing Mrs. Liu to him.
I didn't expect Mrs. Liu to be so cruel, even to her own husband.
Ms. Liu's heart tightened, and she retorted with a stern expression, "I didn't. It's you, the Taoist nun, who is wrongly accusing me."
Ling Chu sneered, "Did I wrong you?"
“Didn't you fall in love with the wealthy businessman surnamed Li who came to Beijing from other places, covet his money, and then colluded with him into an affair, but Li Houmu exposed your adultery?
On the surface, he cried and repented, and after asking for forgiveness from Li Houmu, he secretly put arsenic in the cold medicine he drank and poisoned him to death? "
Ms. Liu's face turned pale with shock. How could this Taoist nun know these things?
She obviously did this secretly, and no one noticed it at all.
Liu tried her best to calm herself down.
She couldn't get into trouble. Now that Li Houmu was dead, even if the Taoist nun guessed that she poisoned him, she couldn't do anything to her. Ling Chu saw her eyes rolling around and sneered, "Do you think this was done covertly and there is no evidence to prove that you poisoned her?"
Although Mrs. Liu did not respond to her words, her expression was clearly that of confidence.
Unexpectedly, as soon as Ling Chu opened her mouth, she poured a bucket of ice water on her.
"The arsenic you poisoned Li Houmu to death was bought from Baicao Pavilion Medical Center. Li Houmu didn't finish the bowl of wind-cold medicine that you poisoned with arsenic. There was a little left, and you buried it together with the bowl. Under an apricot tree in your backyard.
These are all evidences. As long as they are dug out and examined by a doctor, you will know. "
Following Ling Chu's words, Liu's heart kept sinking.
But she still gritted her teeth and refused to admit it, "I have been away from the Li family for more than half a year. Who knows if you buried the medicine and bowl there deliberately to frame me."
"You still want to make excuses now? Although Li Houmu's body has been buried, if his tribe knew that he was poisoned to death, they would not ignore the matter.
As long as you find a prisoner, open Li Houmu's coffin and examine it, you will know whether I have wronged you or not. "
This time Mrs. Liu shut her mouth tightly and did not dare to say anything more.
After she poisoned Li Houmu to death, she told the public that he was seriously ill.
But his people did not believe it.
Mrs. Liu was worried that Li Houmu's tribe would find a widower to perform an autopsy on him, so she hurriedly sold all the valuable things in her home and secretly took her son to Beijing to seek refuge with Mrs. Yang.
It was only at this moment, after losing everything, that Ms. Liu began to regret.
Although her family was poor, since she met Mrs. Yang, she often gave her clothes, jewelry and money because of her generosity, and often took her to stay at An's house.
Liu had almost no shortage of money.
But after she married Li Houmu, Mrs. Yang also married into Kyoto.
Because she was far away, she could no longer get any benefits from Mrs. Yang as before. Although Li Houmu owns a grocery store, his income is not very large.
As a result, Mr. Liu gradually became dissatisfied with the peaceful life of being rich and wealthy.
Coupled with the fact that Li Houmu was busy in the shop all day long, Mrs. Liu hooked up with a wealthy businessman who came to Beijing from other places. The wealthy businessman not only treated her generously, but also sweetly said that he would buy her a five-seater house and then marry her.
Ms. Liu was stunned by his sweet words, and by accident, her affair was revealed by Li Houmu.
She cried bitterly and confessed. Although Li Houmu was unhappy, he still chose to forgive because she had given him a son.
However, he didn't know that Mrs. Liu was determined to marry the wealthy businessman, so she bought arsenic privately and mixed it into his cold medicine.
Li Houmu saw that Mrs. Liu had been very attentive to him in those days, and even made medicine for him with his own hands. He thought that she had sincerely repented, and felt very comforted.
But what he didn't expect was that Mrs. Liu gave him not only wind-cold medicine, but also a bowl of arsenic.
After poisoning Li Houmu to death, Mrs. Liu was afraid that his tribe would be suspicious, so she hurriedly buried him, sold her family property, and planned to find the wealthy businessman.
Unexpectedly, after the wealthy businessman saw that his affair with Liu was exposed, he was worried about being retaliated by Li Houmu, so he fled Kyoto long ago.
Although Mrs. Liu was angry, she didn't know where the wealthy businessman's home was. In desperation, he could only take his son to Beijing to seek refuge with Mrs. Yang.
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