Chapter 473 Could it be a ghost?

"You said that you are the miracle doctor who solved the plague in the fifth-class district!" Mo Li's pupils dilated because he was too shocked.

He saw the usual calmness on the faces of others before accepting this surprising news.

Yun Fu had long been accustomed to this look in his eyes, so she didn't waste any words and asked calmly, "What's wrong with your mother?"

Mo Li said anxiously, "My mother has been having unbearable abdominal pain lately. Her abdomen is swollen, and she has trouble sleeping and eating. I don't know what's wrong with her. I've seen all the doctors in the fourth-class district, but no one can figure out what's wrong."

He had really no other options, so he sought medical treatment in the seventh-class area.

Yun Fu saw that his attitude and words were quite polite, so she said that she could go back with him to the fourth-class area to check on the condition of the patients.

She had also planned to go to the fourth-class area to discuss the joint development of the Ghost Prison.

Not all areas need to be conquered by force.

Liu Moli stayed and had a meal.

At the dinner table, Mo Li once again felt the gap between the seventh-class area and the fourth-class area.

He originally thought that the bowl of white rice in front of him, with plump grains, crystal clear texture and fragrant aroma, was tribute rice or something like that, bought from outside at a high price.

There is also a wide variety of dishes that are colorful, fragrant and delicious, which are things that you may not be able to find in restaurants outside.

Mo Li even said politely, "Actually, a simple meal will do. There's no need to prepare such a fancy meal."

Unexpectedly, someone at the table replied, "Oh, we usually eat these things."

"Do you usually eat this kind of precious white rice?" Mo Li widened his eyes in disbelief when he heard this.

"These are grown in the eighth and ninth grade areas. They simply can't eat them all, so we exchanged some for other supplies. But this year, we are also planning to plant in the seventh grade area." Xuanji Zhang gave him a look that showed he was surprised by something he had never seen before.

Mo Li gained a lot of knowledge from this meal.

Has it become so bad that the crops grown in the eighth and ninth grade areas are not enough to eat?

He couldn't even imagine how happy the people in the fourth-class district would be if everyone could eat from this table of food.

While eating, Yun Fu asked casually, "Do you guys in the fourth-tier district need these seeds?"

"Ah? But, is it possible? Are you willing to give us these seeds? What's the reward? I mean, how much supplies do we need to prepare in exchange?" Mo Li was very surprised. He didn't expect that he would have such an unexpected gain when he came to the seventh-level district to seek medical treatment.

"Just some seeds, no compensation required." Yun Fu had originally wanted to develop and grow all areas of the Ghostly Prison.

Everyone is good, that’s the real good!

Mo Li seemed to understand why such a young girl could make the people in the five major regions willing to submit to her and obey her orders.

This little girl has a courage that many men don't have.

After finishing the meal, the group took away seeds of crops such as rice, potatoes, soybeans, and corn.

There were also craftsmen and farmers in the seventh-class area who had rich experience in building water wheels and reclaiming paddy fields and went to the fourth-class area.

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The group passed through the territories of the sixth and fifth class areas and arrived at the fourth class area smoothly.

When he was still some distance away from home, Mo Li heard crying sounds coming one after another.

He had a bad feeling in his heart, dismounted, pushed open the gate and rushed in.

What caught my eye was a large coffin parked in the yard.

Everyone in the courtyard was dressed in white and in mourning.

"Husband, you are back. Mother, mother..." The woman kneeling on the straw mat stumbled to her feet when she saw Mo Li, and threw herself into his arms crying.

"Fang Niang, what happened to mother? Tell me clearly!" Mo Li's eyes were bloodshot. In fact, when he pushed open the door and saw the coffin, he guessed what was going on, but he didn't want to admit it. He hoped that he was wrong and the person lying in the coffin was not his mother!

However, the opposite happened.

"Mother, mother was tortured so much by the illness that she took advantage of the fact that no one was in the house and hung herself on the beam, wuwuwu..." After the woman said this, she covered her face and cried even more sadly.

"No, she won't! Before I left, mother promised me that she would wait for me to find a miracle doctor and come back! How could she commit suicide!" Mo Li's body seemed to have been drained of strength, and he walked towards the coffin with weak steps.

"Dad, please don't be sad! Grandmother's spirit in heaven wouldn't want you to be so sad for her." At this time, a young man about sixteen or seventeen years old came over. His eyes and eyebrows looked very similar to Mo Li, so they must be father and son.

Yun Fu and Qi Hanzhou followed Mo Li into the yard.

Unexpectedly, they were still late.

I thought that what remained was Mo Li's family affair and there was no need for outsiders like them to interfere.

But she glanced up at the higher beams inside the house, as if thinking about something, and then said, "This beam is not low! An old man who is tortured by illness and can't sleep can actually hang a rope on such a high beam and commit suicide. It must be difficult!"

She just expressed her thoughts.

Unexpectedly, the crying woman in the yard and the young man who looked somewhat like Mo Li all looked at her.

"Husband, who is this woman?"

"She is the miracle doctor I found for my mother." Mo Li was extremely sad and did not think deeply about what Yun Fu said. He came to the coffin and wanted to open it to see his mother for the last time, but found that the coffin lid had been nailed shut.

“How did you book it?”

The woman hurried forward and explained, "The old lady passed away suddenly, and we don't know how long it will take for you, my husband, to return. We're worried that leaving the body for too long won't be good, so we thought we'd bury it first."

Mo Li said, "Now that I'm back, have someone open it. I want to see my mother one last time."

The woman and the young man looked at each other at an angle that Mo Li didn't notice, and they seemed to be exchanging some information in their eyes.

Then, the woman said, "My dear, you've forgotten that according to our Dasheng custom, a coffin that has been sealed must never be opened. Otherwise, the deceased will not be able to rest in peace."

If Yun Fu hadn't noticed that something was wrong between the two of them, she would probably have thought that they were afraid of breaking the custom. But she noticed the little movements in the mother and son's eye contact.

I felt more and more that something was wrong.

Could it be that there is something fishy going on in the hearts of these mother and son?

"I wonder when the old lady passed away?" Yun Fu suddenly spoke.

The mother and son were both stunned for a moment: "Yesterday."

"Yesterday? You closed the coffin lid too hastily. I remember that Dasheng also had the custom of keeping the body for a few days." Yun Fu raised her lip.