Chapter Thirteen The Monk(2/2)
Colluding with outsiders and harming people in the village is a taboo among taboos. Even though this rule has been violated by no one in the village for many years, it has even been somewhat forgotten.
But as long as you are not stupid, you should understand this after staying in the village for so long.
"Brother Yu, do you want to hear what they say?" the chief asked again.
"No, I don't really want to hear it, and I know what they will say."
What can be said?
It was just that I was bewitched by An Yue, and I regretted it very much. Don’t kill me. It was all done by An Yue. An Yue would take them away, blah blah blah...
What else is there besides these?
Stupid or not, Yu Ziqing was very sure that An Yue would never say anything like this, nor take them away, nor even look at them twice.
The chief nodded with approval, and waved to the strong men beside him.
The strong men, who seemed to have been unable to wait any longer, with fire in their eyes, lifted the two of them up without saying a word, came to the entrance of the village, and threw them directly into the locust tree forest.
The thick layer of fallen leaves in the locust tree forest was like quicksand, and along with the sound of rustling, it swallowed up the struggling two people bit by bit. After a while, the locust tree forest returned to a deathly silence.
The group of people turned and left, and Yu Ziqing understood in his heart why the director did what he did.
This is to reassure Yu Ziqing.
This means that you are a member of our village and the most important group among your own people.
It doesn't matter whether the director knew about it before or had any guesses.
From today on, the old sheep is just a sheep. Let alone mentioning that the old sheep is a human being. Even if you are guessing, it is a big taboo in the village. After death, you will not even have the right to be buried in the back mountain, and your status will be worse than
Chapter completed!