It was precisely because of this experience of being taken away by the police for saying there was a ghost that his family and village officials stopped letting Old Man Chen talk nonsense again.
It's a pity that "the tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop."
Since then, people in the village have drowned in the pond one after another.
Women, the elderly, children, adult men, in short, Pond seems to be "not picky about food" and is eclectic...
The villagers were completely frightened when they saw this situation, and rumors spread all over the place.
In order to stabilize everyone's mood, the village cadre immediately organized a team of adult boys to patrol day and night, and no one was allowed to get even half a step closer to the pond.
Unfortunately, the situation has not improved, but has become more serious!
It was so serious that five guys on patrol one night collectively drowned in the pond.
When they were discovered the next day, they were all floating on their backs on the water, their faces full of horror.
That kind of twisted panic!
At this time, the villagers were completely "exploded" and their panic could no longer be suppressed.
Those who have relatives abroad have gone to live with them;
Those without relatives would rather rent a house than leave the village.
The continuous occurrence of so many murders has certainly attracted the attention of relevant departments.
First a Taoist priest came to see it, but he shook his head and sighed for a long time, burned a few talismans and threw them into the river before leaving.
He just said that his moral character was too low and he couldn't suppress it, so the higher-ups would send another expert over.
A few days later, an old intellectual and an extremely muscular old man came over together, accompanied by a Taoist priest wearing colorful robes.
Behind the Taoist were two young men with gloomy faces.
When Old Man Chen said this, Wang Shushan couldn't help but take out a photo.
"Old man, see if that old intellectual is someone from above?!"
Old man Chen nodded repeatedly after taking it.
"That's right, it's this old gentleman!"
"He is so kind. He not only helped us suppress the water ghosts in the pond, but also spent his own money to build a new school for the village!"
"The original old house is almost collapsed..."
Due to his impatience, Wang Shushan no longer cared about etiquette and interrupted Old Man Chen's words.
"Old man, do you know where my master went after he left here?"
"Did you go with the others!?"
Old Chen shook his head slowly and looked at his disabled legs, indicating that he did not know these things due to physical reasons.
It was the village cadre who took the call.
He stood up and said cautiously.
"After handling matters in our village, the old gentleman in the photo stayed for three days before leaving."
"He said firstly, he wanted to make sure that there would be no more barbarians making trouble; secondly, he wanted to see with his own eyes the construction of Xinjian Village Primary School."
"Barbarians?!" Hua Jiunan said with a solemn face.
"Uncle, are you sure Mr. Xun Yi meant the word 'barbarian'?!"
Although Hua Jiunan is young, his bearing is like that of a mountain.
The village cadres heard this and did not dare to neglect, and immediately nodded repeatedly.
"Well, I'm sure the old gentleman is talking about barbarians!"
"You looked very angry when you said it!"
"Three days later, when the construction site of the primary school started to be cut and the ribbon was cut, he left after mentioning it to the school."
"But...but..."
Chen Daji was anxious and stuffed the Huazi in his mouth into the mouth of the village cadre.
"But what are you talking about?"
The village leader subconsciously took a sip before continuing.
"But when he left, he was obviously a little out of sorts, and his face looked very bad."
"I asked him to stay for a few more days to recuperate, but the old man didn't agree."
"And there was one person missing when I left, a young man who didn't like to joke much."
"Oh, by the way, I heard the old gentleman call him Zhang Shangdeng!"
After hearing this, Chen Daji finally couldn't help himself.
"Damn it, it's really the lamplighter who is causing trouble!"
"If it weren't for him, how could Uncle Yi not be able to defeat the little devil?!"
"This traitor must have shot him in the back!"
Chen Daji's words shocked everyone except Hua Jiunan.
Hua Jiunan knew that some things couldn't be told in public, so he quickly expressed his doubts.
"This is wrong!"
"According to Uncle Chen, weren't the water ghosts in the pond suppressed by Mr. Xun Yi? How could something happen again?!"
"Also, even if there is no suppression, there is a great scholar and calligrapher (a word given to the village primary school) in your village, so dirty people should not dare to come near..."
The village cadre obviously did not fully understand what Hua Jiunan meant.
He answered with a puzzled look on his face.
"This... this little leader, our village has indeed been peaceful for a few months after the old gentleman left."
"But since half a month ago, people have died again..."
"He also drowned, but not in the original pond, but in the reservoir at the foot of the mountain!"