The crowd was passionate and a mighty campaign of denunciation rushed through the alley!
The villagers looked ferocious, their faces flushed with excessive excitement and their eyes flashing fiercely.
Suddenly, I felt that these people were not feeling sad and angry for anyone, but were filled with excitement!
They screamed like hungry wolves, rushed and pushed each other, and rushed into the village chief's home with weapons in their hands!
The man in the lead was trembling with excitement, but after rushing into the yard, the ferocious blood beside the stone table caught his eyes, frightening him, and suddenly his heart pounded.
What a big pool of blood!
What’s even more terrifying is that the person lying in a pool of blood died in a miserable state!
The skin was torn and the flesh was torn, the limbs were weirdly twisted, the whole head was smashed, and a mixture of red and white was dripping in the pool of blood, which had a great visual impact!
The villager didn't know what he was thinking, and he took a step back in fear.
But at this moment, the crowd from behind also rushed in, pushing him emotionally and pushing him directly in front of the body.
He stumbled forward and fell forward. He was caught off guard and quickly put his hands on the ground. In an instant, he was only three or two inches away from the corpse's tattered head, and he was directly looking into the pair of bloodshot eyeballs.
"Ah!"
The man screamed in fright and quickly crawled back two steps.
"What's going on? Where's the iron pillar?!"
"Where is that kid Tiezhu? Catch him quickly!"
"What's your name? With so many of us here, are we still afraid of him?"
"It's so cruel! Tie Zhu has definitely been controlled by that witch, and he actually did such a crazy thing!"
"He is no longer from our Osmanthus Village!"
"Don't be polite to him if you find him!"
"The village chief is here!"
"..."
Suddenly someone discovered the village chief lying in the corner.
I saw the 70-year-old man with messy hair, blood-stained clothes, and a miserable state. He was clutching his waist and wailing in pain.
When the villagers rushed over with weapons raised, they originally planned to punish the old immortal village chief as well, but now they couldn't help but hesitate a little when they saw this situation.
At this time, the village chief stretched out his hand tremblingly toward them: "Oh, that brat Tiezhu has gone crazy. He even wants to kill me, an old man. He is a white-eyed wolf! It's unreasonable! Hurry, help me up.
I know where he is!"
The person pointed by the village chief was a member of the Zhang family.
After he caught the village chief's gaze, he hesitated a little guiltily, but hurriedly stepped forward to help the poor old man up.
But some people still looked cold and indifferent, completely losing their original respect for the village chief.
"Village Chief, I thought you were very protective of that iron pillar earlier. Now you know his true face." Someone laughed and made sarcastic remarks.
"I am too old-sighted to see clearly who he is. You are right." The village chief lowered his head and said in a deep voice, showing a very good attitude in admitting his mistake.
After all, it's not good.
There are too many people around!
Each of them was holding the weapons they could find, their faces were red with excitement, and their eyes were filled with undisguised malice that looked like madness!
The village chief had no doubt that if he still defended Wang Tiezhu, he would be hacked to death by these irrational people!
Madmen are scary, dozens of madmen are even scarier!
Among the villagers who swarmed in, there were members of the three families of Zhang, Wang and Li, and they were very fast. They took action almost within a few minutes after Wang Tiezhu finished killing the people.
Obviously, someone had probably organized it before this, but it just happened to be the opportunity for Wang Tiezhu to kill someone.
The situation in Osmanthus Village was more serious than he thought.
The village chief quietly looked at everyone's expressions, and then said angrily: "After Wang Tiezhu hurt me, he ran towards Beishan. I don't know if he planned to go home, pack his things and hide."
Everyone looked at each other, and the leader, a strong man with a black face and a turban, raised a hatchet and shouted: "Let's go! Go directly to his house to arrest him!"
As soon as the words fell, this group of people rushed out of the yard in a fierce manner, each one shouting with their faces red and thick necks, as if they were afraid that others would not hear or see their actions.
But even though a group of people left, a few villagers remained in the yard.
Someone looked at the village chief who was sitting on the stone bench and sighed, and said indifferently: "Village Chief, I think you are very old now. At this age, you should have been taken care of by your clan members. What happened in Guihua Village will happen in the future."
Just leave it alone."
The village chief, who was pretending to slap his waist, paused, then lowered his eyebrows and nodded: "That's what you said. I was beaten by Wang Tiezhu just now. I guess my body can't handle anything. From now on, you three families can watch it by yourself."
, I can’t control it anyway.”
The few people who stayed behind looked at each other, and they were obviously a little confused by such a sensible old village chief.
Normally, this old guy would be very impressive based on the Zhang family's reputation.
But then I thought about it, the village chief really only has a few years to live at such an old age. He was probably intimidated by Wang Tiezhu today, which is why he is so easy to talk to.
"Oh, I'm such an old guy, help me go in and have a rest. You can take care of this place yourself."
At this time, the village chief suddenly started wailing again and stretched out his hand to the Zhang family next to him.
The man subconsciously stretched out his hand to support him and carefully helped him walk towards the main room.
The few remaining people listened to the village chief's instructions just now, and actually didn't feel anything was wrong for a moment.
The hideous corpse on the ground was still challenging their vision. After a few people looked at each other for a while, they endured their nausea and fear and picked up tools to clean up the blood on the ground.
…
In the house.
The village chief was helped to lie down on the bed.
His figure was stooped, still stained with dirt and dust, his weather-beaten old face was full of wrinkles, his sunken eyes were cloudy and weak, and his embarrassed figure looked particularly sad at this moment.
The village chief sighed and waved his hand: "You go out, my body really can't bear it anymore, I have to lie down, ugh..."
Seeing this, Zhang's family members felt a little uncomfortable in their hearts, so they nodded and left, and thoughtfully closed the door for him after going out.
The footsteps outside gradually faded away.
After a while.
The village chief, who was half-dead just now, immediately sat up and walked over silently to lock the door bolt.
Then he pushed open the window of the house, carefully observed his surroundings, and then climbed out of the window with ease.
There were still noises in the front yard.
It should be the few people left behind who are cleaning up the bodies.
The village chief left neatly from the side door of the backyard and stood in the narrow alley. After thinking for a moment, he walked towards the west in the direction of Wang's house.
…
…
The village house to the west is where the Wang family gathers.
The Wang family is a large landowner, so the houses they build look more luxurious than those of ordinary villagers. The houses closer to the foot of the mountain are more particular in form.
At this time, in a certain house on the periphery.
The cousin successfully abducted the female literary youth.
She usually lives alone in this courtyard, and even the two servants will not follow her.
Because Miss Cousin's character is an orphan from the Wang family branch who has been living with her grandma since her parents died. What's even more pitiful is that even her grandma passed away a few years ago.
So in order to take care of this child, the Wang family specially sent two uncles from the Wang family to help.
Although he is pronounced as uncle, he is used as a domestic servant.
"Just wait at the door. I want to have something to say with this lonely sister." After the cousin entered the house, she drove the two servants outside.
"Miss Cousin, this person..." The servant glanced at the female literary youth who was looking at the yard, looking a little nervous and embarrassed.
"You guys are right at the door. If anything happens, I'll shout."
"But……"
"Um?"
Miss Cousin pressed her brows down, showing a rather displeased look. Seeing this, the two servants had no choice but to take a step back and stand at the entrance of the courtyard.
None of them can afford to offend this aunt, so what else can they do, they can only provide for her.
After there was no one in the way, the cousin took the female literary youth into her room, carefully closed the door and bolted it.
The female literary youth looked at her movements, her brows twitching, and she suddenly felt that she had become a caged bird.
But what can two girls do.
The female literary youth who comforted herself in this way felt a little relieved.
The cousin's room is a standard girl's boudoir, about 20 square meters, with the bed at the end and the wardrobe opposite the bed, next to the door.
The mirror was placed next to the bed, and my cousin was rummaging through the drawer for something.
"What do you want to show me?" Female Wenqing asked while looking around the room.
"Are you curious about the bride who appeared that night?" the cousin said without looking back.
"Then what?" Female Wenqing asked calmly: "Do you know where she came from?"
"Of course I know. No one in the Wang family doesn't know."
Miss Biao took out a box from the drawer, and when she opened it, she saw two items lying inside.
One is jade and the other is peach wood.
Both of these things are only about the size of a palm, and they both look like gourds.
The cousin took out the mahogany gourd and handed it to her. She stared at her face and said with unclear meaning: "Open this and take a look. I think this should be the identity of the bride."
The female literary youth took it over doubtfully.
The mahogany gourd is closed, but the mouth of the gourd seems to be open.
After looking at her cousin, who had a normal smile, the female literary youth rubbed the gourd in her hand. After thinking about it, she reached out and gently opened the mouth of the gourd.
But just this action, she carried out it for dozens of seconds as if she was facing a formidable enemy.
After opening the gourd, her muscles tensed up and she felt worried, but after waiting for a long time, nothing unusual happened.
Instead, the cousin opposite covered her mouth and let out a chuckle.
"Why are you so nervous? How can this thing be dangerous if it is placed next to me? Pour it out and take a look."
The female literary youth looked at her angrily, followed her instructions, flipped the gourd upside down and slapped it on her palm, and then poured out a small rolled up note.
The paper is bright yellow talisman paper and has a somewhat frosted texture to the touch.
The female Wenqing put the mahogany gourd on the table, unfolded the talisman paper and looked at it. What she saw was a piece of small cinnabar characters.
"Blessings for Chun Xiao, Xin Mao Moon in the Year of Xin Chou..."
The female literary youth stopped reading halfway through the text.
She looked at Miss Ciao in surprise: "Is this the bride's birth date?"
My cousin was sitting on the bed, dangling her feet, and nodded when she heard this.
The female literary youth turned her eyes and looked at the white jade gourd lying in the box and said, "Can you also show me the things inside?"
But Miss Cousin shook her head: "This won't work."
The female literary youth stretched out her hand to take it herself, but her cousin was also very fast. She suddenly stood up and held down her hand on the white jade gourd.
At this moment, the female literary youth's right hand reached towards her chest without any warning!
The cousin subconsciously blocked it, but she didn't block it.
Snapped!
The excessive force was pressed directly on the flat chest, which also shocked the cousin's body!
Get a piece of soft dough.
The female literary youth also retracted her fingers and grabbed it.
Then the atmosphere in the room fell silent.
The cousin looked at her with a strange expression: "Sister, if you have this hobby, I can't do it at night..."
The female literary youth, whose head was covered with black lines, closed her fingers and pulled the white scarf around her neck. The cousin was startled and quickly retracted her hand to cover her neck.
At this time, Nu Wenqing's freed left hand also successfully took the white jade gourd.
The brief confrontation between the two ended with the cousin looking sad and angry.
The female Wenqing loosened her white scarf and unscrewed the opening of the jade gourd.
Sure enough, a piece of talisman paper was poured out from inside.
She unfolded it, looked at it, and smiled.
"The birthday numbers in the peach wood gourd belong to the bride, and the birthday numbers in the jade gourd belong to you. One is to suppress and the other is to protect. And the reason for doing this is because you are worried that the bride will come to you for revenge at night?" Female
Wen Qing said leisurely.
"That's a good guess!" It was the cousin's turn to be annoyed. She was putting on her white scarf again.
"Wang Xiulian, your name is quite delicate."
"hehe."
"Besides these, is there anything else?"
The female Wenqing stuffed the two cinnabar talismans back into the gourd and said, "This information alone will not allow me to accompany you on the adventure at night."
Miss Biao had already put on her scarf and curled her lips and said, "Yes, but the relevant records are kept in the Wang family's ancestral hall."
The female literary youth looked confused: "The Wang family's ancestral hall? Don't the three families in your Guihua Village share an ancestral hall?"
Female literary youths can still detect this bit of information on their own.
"It's different. The Wang family's ancestral hall is where the Wang family's genealogy is stored, and the village ancestral hall is only visited when praying for blessings and making offerings." Miss Cousin shook her head and said.
"So can you take me there?" the female literary youth asked.
"The defense there is very strict. There are people guarding the ancestral hall all the time, and there are also many eyes and ears of the Wang family on the road. You have a special background, so it is easy for something to happen if you just walk there openly." Miss Ciao looked serious.
"Oh~"
The female literary youth suddenly realized.
Does this mean you have to sneak past?
Should I go now?
Or go again at night?
At this moment, there was suddenly a loud noise outside.
It seemed that a shouting sound came from not far away, but it was different from the shouting in fear. Instead, it sounded like it was about to break through something, and it was filled with a fierce and indomitable momentum!
There were even several messy footsteps passing in front of the house here, which sounded hurried.
In an instant, the two people in the room looked at each other.
After waiting for a while, the sudden burst of movement gradually faded away, but some distant sounds could still be vaguely heard.
The cousin frowned slightly.
She stepped forward and pulled the latch of the door, raising her voice and asking the two people guarding the door: "What happened outside?"
A servant quickly responded: "It seems that boy Tiezhu killed someone at the village chief's house. Everyone was afraid that he would run away and not admit his guilt, so they rushed to catch the boy!"
The cousin was suddenly confused.
So why are there so many people there?
And listening to the vigorous movement just now, it seems that the people passing by were carrying a lot of weapons.
So are you here to arrest people, or are you trying to beat them to death on the spot?
The cousin looked strange for a while and closed the door again.
The female Wenqing thought thoughtfully: "It should be that something happened to the village chief. After all, they were still discussing the osmanthus tree in the yard just now. In this case, why don't we act quickly?"
Miss Biao thought for a while and nodded: "Let's get what we want first, and then go to the village chief to check on the situation."
Female literary youth: "Let's go now?"
"Walk!"
The two of them immediately climbed out of the window and went out!
