Before he could get to the village chief, he heard a crying sound. When he walked in, he saw that it was Hu De's wife and his family, crying.

Qi Lechuan paused slightly and thought that the old lady had passed away. When he saw that the old lady was sitting under the locust tree, he was full of energy, "Why are you crying? This is retribution. No one can escape it."

Hu De's wife was also too scared, "This will cost the lives of the whole village. Mother, Dezi has gone, what should I do..."

"Then wait for death to die, make a fuss, go back to sleep, cry, and cry." The old lady was not afraid at all and started to curse.

"Grandma, this Dezi has gone, the location of this village chief..." A middle-aged man spoke out, and his eyes could not cover his greed.

The old lady snorted, "Dragon, it's too ugly to eat. You might not be able to survive tonight. You are still thinking about the village chief's position, go home and wait for death."

The middle-aged man's face turned pale.

The old lady spoke viciously, and everyone in the village knew about it. They cursed and went back to their homes without getting any benefits.

Heixiao felt a little cold in his heart. There was a portrait of Hu De in the center of the mourning hall. This guy had just greeted them at the entrance of the village.

Qi Lechuan saw that his expression had changed and his lips pursed. It turned out that this was the first time that Hei Ye had seen such a scene.

The mourning hall is filled with candles, which is also the only place with light in the entire village.

Qi Lechuan changed his smile and entered the door, "Grandma, I'm here to see you."

The old lady looked at her happily when she heard this, "Oh, come here, be good."

It was her own son who died, but she was still the most calm, as if she was not the one who died of her son.

"It's a coincidence that you came here. Grandma has nothing to entertain you. Go back, Huai Village can't come again." The old lady narrowed her eyes, as if she couldn't see clearly at night.

Using the candlelight, Qi Lechuan observed a rough idea. Hu De's wife knelt in front of the mourning hall and guarded her. She didn't dare to cry loudly, for fear that the old lady would scold her.

The others all scattered and ran faster than anyone else, but they had one thing in common: no one left the village anyway.

"Grandma, what's going on? Some people say it's a plague. I'm worried that you can come and have a look." She spoke sincerely, and with that harmless face, it was indeed convincing.

Heixiazi stood behind her, and there were countless complaints in her heart. She could make the old lady happy with nonsense and clichés.

The old lady patted her little hand, "Yeah, Huai Village has been stable for a hundred years, where did the plague come from? It's just that our time is up, and it's time to atone for what we have done."

When Hu De's wife heard this, she burst into tears, "Mother, it's obviously their mistake, how can we use us to atone for our sins?"

"You are afraid of forgetting that the girl who sacrificed back then and your sister had something that would not have a memory." The old lady suddenly cursed fiercely, "Get out of the house."

Hood's wife was scared and hurried into the house.

When he looked at Qi Lechuan again, he changed his face, "How many innocent people have they killed in the past few decades, there is no need to be sad for them. Now that the fox fairy has been punished, we should all apologize for death."

The old lady could see it and even felt that they were worthy of death.

After hearing the old lady's words, Qi Lechuan realized that so many things had happened on them when they were placed in the tomb.

That day, the young Wang Chuhe was released by the old lady privately. Wang Chuhe left for a day and then returned.

Then he continued to say that he had been infected with the plague and asked the whole village to bury his sister with him. The man in the village was also fierce and beaten to death.
Chapter completed!