Some people must ask, is there such a strict control in the Jiaojiao Gada Valley, which has no village in front of it and no store in the back?
Wrong, the further here you are, the stricter the control!
There are corresponding competent departments, and the Feng Shui treasure land chosen by Mr. Song happens to be above the reservoir and close to the water source. How could anyone ignore it!
The man named Lao Quan is the third son of Song Nai. He has always been very filial. He just wants his mother to go away intact. So, last week and the week before, the xx Bureau issued a notice to Lao Quan.
I tore it all up without even looking at it. I didn’t tell anyone else, and even asked my wife to keep quiet.
"Ignore them, let's go and drive to the crematorium."
"Who dares to leave!"
"Let's see who dares to leave!"
Lao Quan stood directly in front of the truck, his face was ashen, his eyes were red, and he was holding on to the pole in his hand tightly. The other descendants of Li Nai also had similar expressions, and they immediately surrounded the truck!
The back of the pickup truck was pulling a coffin, and there was still mud on the coffin. The leader was not a coward.
He got out of the window and yelled: "Quan Baolin! Do you know what you are doing! Get out of my way!"
"I let xxxx!"
"How dare you touch my mother!"
"Kill these grandsons to death!"
Lao Quan shouted with red eyes and smashed the mirror of the truck with a pole! Seeing this, more than a dozen people also got on the pole and started smashing the truck!
The leader was also a villager, and he was not a coward. He directly asked people to get out of the car and fight back. On one side were more than a dozen people, and on the other side were seven or eight people, some with bare hands, and some with poles and sticks. The two groups were at the reservoir.
A war broke out on the border.
Shouts, curses, and shouts were heard one after another, mixed together with the cries of toads in the reservoir.
Er Pengju was about to rush over, but I grabbed him and said, "What are you doing?"
Er Pengju's eyes were red, he pulled his neck and said loudly: "Grandma Li hugged me when she was a child! Don't stop me! I'm going to fight!"
"Okay," I said, go ahead and I won't stop you.
Er Pengju rushed over while running!
The two groups of people were fighting fiercely at the edge of the reservoir, and their heads were bleeding. I saw two descendants of the Li family hugging a man, holding him head down, and throwing him directly into the reservoir with a thud.
I backed away quietly, hid behind a big tree, and secretly watched everything.
Even though Er Pengju was slow to react sometimes, he really came to the rescue when something happened. He beat a buddy until his head was covered with blood. The two of them rolled around in the dirt, and the flashlight they turned on fell into the grass nest.
inside.
I thought to myself that it would be better to run away first.
After taking two steps, I turned my head and took a look. I rubbed my eyes vigorously, thinking I was being blinded.
I saw an old lady with a blue cloth on her head and a wrinkled face, sitting cross-legged on a red coffin, holding a pipe pot in one hand and smoking.
Moreover, the pipe pot is bright yellow, like gold.
I rubbed my eyes and looked, but there was nothing there.
There was only a velvet coffin cover on the coffin. When the night wind blew, the hanging tassels of the coffin cover swayed back and forth.
I saw it wrong... I saw it wrong... I must have seen it wrong...
Swallowing, I leaned against the wall in the dark and walked down the mountain.
Just as I was relieved after running down the mountain, I heard a person shouting.
"Little brother! Little brother!"
"who?"
It was dark. As soon as I turned on the flashlight, I saw Mr. Song running towards me, panting.
He was sweating and was wearing a vest, shorts, and slippers. Maybe he was running so fast that he even lost one of his slippers.
He gasped: "Hey...hey..."
"What's going on! What happened on the mountain!"
I said that two gangs got into a fight, and Nai Li’s coffin was dug out and was now being taken to the crematorium for cremation.
As soon as he heard that the coffin had been dug out, Mr. Song's face turned livid, and he immediately cursed: "You son of a bitch! Such a big thing! You didn't even tell me in advance!"
