Volume 1 In 2007, My Grandmother Gave Me Golden Silkworm Poison Chapter 17
After saving the souls of the dead, we walked back to the road in silence.
In the afternoon after the heavy rain, the road was so muddy that it made people crazy, and none of us spoke. On the stone platform at the entrance of the cave, my third uncle burned a talisman to dissipate the anger of these undead people who had been wronged. I always remember Zhongyang Village.
Deaf Luo once mentioned the "Great Black Sky" to me, fearing that the black shadow would cause some trouble, but there was nothing we could do. We had to return to Baokang County, go to the police, and wait for the follow-up treatment.
After the heavy rain, the water in the stream rose. The shallow ditch we had waded through before was already up to our waists, and the current was so fast that it was difficult for people to cross.
However, Third Uncle had an idea. He invited Mr. Tiger Cat to come forward, hold a rope, tie it to the trunk of a big tree on the other side, and tighten it with the big tree here to make a sliding rope. The few of us would slowly
I slowly crawled along the rope. The domineering Xiaoyang, who was controlled by the tiger cat, waded over directly. I was always worried that a giant salamander would emerge from the stream and bite it.
But no, perhaps because he was too full, the giant salamander that had eaten the gold never appeared again.
We passed the two corpses, and my uncle felt sad again.
After climbing up the slope and walking out of the climb, it gradually became dark. A few of us walked on the rugged mountain road, stumbling. Although the ground was muddy and wet, luckily it didn't rain again, and we walked until nine o'clock at night.
We just arrived at a nearby village. Near the village office, we () found the car we drove when we came here. We thanked the person who helped look after the car and gave us some money. The person was chatting with us, but suddenly he saw
Xiao Yang, who was squatting beside him, didn't want any money, yelled, turned around and ran away.
We watched him running like crazy towards the village, and we sighed in our hearts, this was too unsettling.
How to do it?
We had to drive to the township police station to call the police. Unfortunately, there were not many people on duty there. It was so cold that we didn’t know where to sleep. We found a young man who was watching TV with instant noodles and told him
He thought we were joking before, but when Xiao Yang's majestic figure appeared in the police station, he finally believed it. With trembling hands, he called the leader for instructions.
It can be seen from this that in terms of visual impact, Xiao Yang is really a killer.
A few of us were sitting in the reception room. After a while, four drunk policemen came. The leader was a muscular man in his forties. When he saw Xiao Yang, he was so frightened that he hid behind him.
I almost woke up from the wine. He was the leader here, but he didn’t dare to make the decision without permission. He quickly reported it to the county and asked for instructions. After such a fuss, someone recorded a confession for us. After that, we reported that there were injured people
, needed to go to the County People's Hospital for treatment. The leader hesitated, but still agreed, and asked a police officer to accompany my uncle. Zhou Lin and his third uncle took a bus to the County People's Hospital for treatment, while Zamao Xiaodao and I stayed there.
At the guest house in the countryside, we are waiting for the decision from above tomorrow.
We left Xiaoyang at the police station and locked him up in a separate room.
The tiger cat master said that he couldn't control it for long, so we had to use various ropes to tie up the animal. One police officer was curious and took out his mobile phone to take pictures. Zamao Xiaodao scared him and said not to spread the news first.
The matter has not yet been determined. If you do this, you will make the higher-ups very passive. At that time, you may be warned and excluded, or you may be expelled. You have to weigh the consequences yourself.
The threat of losing his iron job was far greater than the curiosity. He put away his phone angrily and said thank you.
Zamao Xiaodao politely said no thank you, and then asked, is there any relaxing program in your place? The police officer said with a cold sweat on his face, no, how could there be one in a remote area?
Back at the township guest house, Zamao Xiaodao and we each had a room.
After taking a shower, I lay on the bed, thinking about what happened today, like a dream. My spirit was so tired, but the Golden Silkworm Gu, which had been resting for a day, started to make a fuss, twisting its fat body, swaying around, and flying again.
The sophora wood sign on my chest told Duoduo to come out and play. The two little guys were making a lot of noise, so I naturally ignored them and fell asleep with my head on the pillow.
When I woke up early the next morning, I heard a lot of noise outside the room.
Someone knocked on the door. I put on my clothes and opened the door. I saw the middle-aged police officer from yesterday. He said they had someone coming from above and needed to know the situation. Then he introduced me to the person next to me and said his name was Captain Zhou. The corridor was crowded.
, all talking around Zamao Xiaodao. Zamao Xiaodao was obviously not in a high mood, just coping. After being busy for a while, we returned to the police station and talked about yesterday's matter. Captain Zhou was doubtful about what we said and didn't care.
The conclusion is that this matter has been filed and our cooperation is needed.
I said yes, and he added that we had discovered the Shennongjia savage. The Ministry of Forestry had previously issued a reward document, saying that we met the conditions and could apply, and the county would also indicate this, but further confirmation of the deceased was needed.
It has nothing to do with us. I understood what he meant. He wanted us to lead the way to the scene of the incident. Zamao Xiaodao said yes, but we don’t want the bonus. We will leave it to the families of the deceased. Without their sacrifice, this
You can't catch the wild man at all.
Upon hearing this, the tiger cat flattened his lips and cursed Silly Boy.
His skills astonished everyone.
At noon that day, Uncle San came from the county town, joined us and staff from the Public Security Bureau, Forestry Bureau, Tourism Bureau, Township Government, County TV Station, etc., and returned to the scene of the incident to conduct case investigation and evidence collection. This time the number of people
There were quite a few of them, including the accompanying armed police, nearly twenty people. It was quite peaceful along the way, but there were a few cadres and comrades who were used to living a pampered life, and fell in the mud, miserable.
When we returned to Climb Gouzi, there really wasn't much to see. The body and head were all there, not moving.
After surveying the scene, we invited some accompanying villagers to collect the body and carry it back. Captain Zhou was also planning to visit the underground sacrificial hall we mentioned, but halfway through, the cave was blocked by landslide rocks.
, it was too difficult to dig out a passage, so he gave up. After seeing the scene, he did not make things difficult for us and characterized the death as a wild animal attack... As for the weird beheading and skinning incident, he just
I didn’t mention it, so I guess there’s a reason for it.
On the way back, the giant salamander appeared among the rocks in the distance again. It was discovered. The delicate TV hostess screamed and scared it away. It disappeared into the stream and disappeared. The photographer was stunned for a while.
Complaining, saying that not a single shot was taken, what a pity.
If this could be photographed, it would be really big news.
Back in the county town that afternoon, the family members of the accident-ridden traveler gathered in the hospital and asked for an explanation from my uncle. His family member died for no reason, and no one would forgive him because of his injuries, so they started to make a fuss.
, some yelled, some cried silently, and some acted arrogantly. I was annoyed by it, squatting at the door of the hospital, looking at the passers-by on the road, sighing in my heart. Everyone is sad when someone dies, but whose is it?
Where's the responsibility? If it's a human, just catch him, but it's a wild beast that committed the crime, a Shennongjia savage who has never been exposed before.
What can be done?
The only way to find survivors and ask for a sum of money is to ask for a sum of money, which is better than having nothing. Finally, the third uncle promised to the family members that when the bonus comes, he will share it equally with each family, and then things calmed down.
Some anger.
On the third day, we came to a small mountain village in Maqiao Town and found Lao Jiang’s family. His family was holding a funeral, with music and music playing. Outside the white shed, an old woman was kneeling.
In front of the coffin, there was a young man crying heartbrokenly. There was also a young man, wearing sackcloth and mourning, sitting on his knees in a daze, not speaking, staring blankly at the dancing candles on the coffin, as if he had discovered something interesting.
When we arrived, we were besieged by the villagers. There were many uncles and brothers in Lao Jiang's family. They surrounded us one after another and almost didn't use their knives. Fortunately, the third uncle brought some money and gave it to Lao Jiang's mother-in-law.
We cried hysterically and stopped for a while, sobbing. There were only three of us in the group. Me, Zamao Xiaodao and my third uncle were eating at noon, and they didn’t let us stay. After giving us the money, we worshiped in front of the soul.
After a while, I was ready to leave.
The third uncle suddenly stopped in front of Lao Jiang's son.
He recited a spell, and then struck the child's forehead fiercely. The child was stunned for a moment, and then recited it again, and it was complete. He knelt down, looked into the child's bright eyes, and asked him questions. Then
The child looked at him calmly and answered fluently. I was surprised. I heard Lao Jiang say that his son is a twelve-year-old boy with autism. Except for staying with that local dog Jinzi, he rarely speaks a few words a year.
However, at this moment, the third uncle and his uncle were no longer normal people, just like a smart child.
The others were stunned and looked at these two people in disbelief, unable to understand why.
What happened was completely beyond our expectations. The third uncle () found Lao Jiang’s mother-in-law, and the two of them murmured in the house for a long time. As a result, three of us went, four of us came back, and there was an extra young man with us, who was Lao Jiang’s
Autistic son Jiang Bao.
Later, Jiang Bao became the apprentice of his third uncle, a disciple of Yibo.
On the way back, the boy still didn't speak, but just got close to his third uncle. Zamao Xiaodao and I secretly found an opportunity to ask the third uncle what was going on. The third uncle said that this child was not autistic, but was born intelligent.
.How to say it? It’s hard to say. Anyway, he has a very good foundation and will become a great person.
We stayed in Baokang County for five days to deal with related matters. The Xiaoyang, also known as the Shennongjia Savage, was secretly transported away in the middle of the night one day, and the relevant staff were issued a gag order. The distribution of bonuses was also surprising.
Quickly, and then divided it equally among the five families of the deceased. After the matter was over, the third uncle and the others wanted to return to Jurong, but Zamao Xiaodao did not follow him back. The third uncle asked why, and Lao Xiao said forget it. The Iron Teeth God was right.
He could not return home. When he returned home, his grandmother died and his uncle became disabled... He was a man destined to wander outside.
Those who are homeless should become a monk.
The third uncle nodded, said nothing, and left in the car with the uncle who had lost his arm, Zhou Lin who was missing his ears, and Xiao Jiang who was silent.
The matter was already settled, but two months later, I received another call from my third uncle.
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