In the white woods, a young man wearing a white shirt floated in the air and asked the two dead souls opposite him.
The two dead souls nodded dully.
"Have you ever harmed others during winter hunting before?"
The dead souls nodded together again.
"Tell it like it is."
The two dead souls spoke at the same time, but were stopped by Cheng Yu, who told Guan Toubi to speak alone.
Just because he said just now that he was the one who pushed Old Man Xue into the pit last time.
Everything went as Cheng Yu expected. During a winter hunt a few years ago, the two of them had killed an old man named Xue using the same method.
Afterwards, they each received half a penny of silver from the village head, and a pig in the water.
After further questioning, I found out that although everyone called him Old Man Xue, he was only in his early thirties, and he only looked old because of overwork.
But even though old man Xue is old and poor, he has only one daughter, but he is famous far and wide.
Old man Xue also asked the literate Zhuangtou to give his only daughter a nice name, calling her Xue Xianglian.
"But that Xianglian who is now a servant of the Zhuangtou family?"
Cheng Yu asked, and Jia Fei, who was standing by the side of the interrogator, couldn't help but glance at him sideways.
The garlic nose nodded dully.
He vaguely guessed that the village leader Qian Duofu meant to harm others, but Cheng Yu still asked one more question:
"Why did Qian Duofu want to harm Old Man Xue?"
"The head of the village told me that Old Man Xue had repeatedly disobeyed him. In fact, everyone with discerning knowledge in the village knows that it was his eldest son who fell in love with Xianglian."
"Since you are interested in it and the matchmaker is marrying you, why do you have to kill people? Which family in this village doesn't want to have some relationship with the village head? Why do you insist on taking his life when you get to old man Xue?"
The garlic nose shook his head to show that he didn't know, and he asked the triangle eyes again but found nothing.
"Besides, what else have you done that hurt people's lives?"
Cheng Yu patiently continued to ask.
Triangle Eyes raised his hand and spoke:
"Old man Xue and his mother-in-law were strangled to death by me and then hung on the beam. Afterwards, I got half a stone of millet from Zhuangtou. Other than that, there was nothing else."
Triangle Eyes took the initiative to explain.
"Damn to hell!"
Jia Fei next to him cursed in a low voice.
"Where was the fragrant lotus when you did this despicable thing?"
"I was led away by Madam Zhuangtou."
Cheng Yu silently took out the Wu Jun Token from his arms and instilled his spiritual consciousness into the token through his five fingers.
After a few breaths, the two patrol envoys just appeared in front of Cheng Yu again.
"I'd like to trouble you two again."
"What did Mr. Cheng say? It's their job, these two..."
One of the patrol envoys asked, pointing to the two shivering souls that had huddled together.
"These two people have done many evil things, and they are no better than the three Hous before."
"Hey! Hou San is already a well-known member of the Wujun Palace. It seems that he has company now, so we have to entertain him well first."
"Then thank you both."
After Cheng Yu finished speaking, he bowed his hands and the patrolman shook the soul-binding rope in his hand, dragging the two souls huddled together and drifting to a secluded place.
"Wow! I can't help it, it's cracked!"
Jia Fei was still a little curious at first, so he poked his head in the direction of the screams, then turned around and saw more than twenty people coming from the other direction, all armed with weapons. It was the large group of people from this winter hunting that finally caught up. p>
The clan elder who led the team huffed and walked at the front and shouted:
"Fourth child! Fourth child! Just now Xiao Qiaoda told me that you should go first and something happened again?"
"Yeah, look at this...hey? Where's the little bump?"
"I asked him to go back to the village and report to the village head. He must have arrived by now."
……
"Second Grandpa! Second Grandpa!"
Qian Duofu was cleaning up the mess behind his yard when he suddenly heard someone running and calling him.
He straightened up and walked out the door, recognizing that the person was a young student who had been selected to be the first in the morning.
Qian Duofu's heart skipped a beat.
"Why are you so alarmed? Why did you come down the mountain alone?"
"Something happened! Something happened!"
The young man put his hands on his waist and panted as he spoke. After he had recovered his breath, he roughly recounted what happened before.
Qian Duofu secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that the new tenants, his father and his son, and Triangle Eyes and Garlic Nose were all dead.
After he lowered his head and thought about it for a while, he called the little kid who came to report the news and whispered:
"Go to the new tenant's house and tell his mother-in-law that both his father and son were killed by the black man. Go quickly."
"Then what?"
"Then? Don't go to the other two families to report funerals. Just go to the godly mother-in-law's house. Then you can go home and rest. You don't need to participate in the following winter hunt."
Xiao Qiao was overjoyed when he heard this and ran happily to Qian Linhai's house to report the funeral.
Qian Duofu looked up at the gloomy sky and saw that it was going to snow heavily again.
……
"Old godly woman! Come out! Your family is dead!"
The little pimple man had a small mouth and spoke without mercy. He stood in front of the most dilapidated thatched house in the village and pinched his waist and shouted.
"Squeaky."
The door hinge turned, and a middle-aged woman wrapped in a thick winter coat and with loose gray hair in a bun leaned tremblingly on the door frame and looked out to see who was shouting in front of the door.
The little lump walked forward a few steps and said with a smile:
"You don't know yet, but your head and your son were killed by the black man on the mountain. I guess you can meet them tonight."
"Ah?"
The woman stared at the young man opposite with a look of disbelief.
"Hey! This old pious woman still doesn't believe it, but I saw it with my own eyes. Your son's neck was broken, with only a layer of skin attached, and his head hung down to his back.
A hole as wide as the mouth of a well was dug out of your master's chest, and blood was spilled all over the hole."
After saying that, he smiled and glanced at the trembling woman. She was wearing a nice winter coat.
The inside is made of suede, and it looks just right for me.
There are also these winter shoes. Judging from the size, they should fit my mother.
They have all become tenant farmers, and they are outsiders just like me. How can they deserve to wear such fine clothes and shoes?
The woman leaning on the doorframe seemed to have been mentally prepared for such an outcome, and she stared blankly at the white land outside the house.
The heavy snow began to fall again, and there was no one outside. The farmers were hiding in their homes to warm their homes.
She slowly slid from the door frame to the ground, letting the little lumps take off all her winter clothes and shoes.
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Maybe it was because it was too cold, but she couldn't stop shivering.
"No! I don't believe it. I want to find the head of the house and my son!"
The woman got up, barefoot and wearing single clothes, and stumbled step by step toward the outside of the village. She turned a corner and bumped into Qian Duofu, who had come to inquire about the news.
"My son is dead?"
The woman asked blankly.
"Ah? Ah... I was about to sue you. Your father and son fell into a trap on the mountain and were killed by the black man."
"All dead?"
"Yes, I was fucked to death by the black man."
"Kuroro-kun?"
"Ah!"
"No! It's not Hei Langjun! It's not Hei Langjun..."
The woman's eyes began to lose focus.
"Nonsense, who else could it be if he wasn't a black man?"
"You! It's you! Give me back my son!"
The woman pointed at Qian Duofu and suddenly rushed forward like crazy.
Qian Duofu was strong and strong. He was knocked to the ground unprepared by the woman at first. When he reacted, he kicked the woman to the side of the road.
The woman stood up, her eyes were red, and she was not as weak as before. She picked up a sharp stone on the side of the road and threw it at Qian Duofu on the ground.
Qian Duofu rolled to avoid it, but unexpectedly the woman jumped on him again, opened her mouth and bit him hard on the neck.
"Hmm!"
Qian Duofu let out a soft cry, his neck felt hot and painful, and he gritted his teeth and kicked the woman again.
Unexpectedly, the bite was so severe that he only kicked her body away, but the mouth was not loosened at all. The woman was in pain and bit deeply into the flesh. With a "sting" sound, a large piece of flesh and blood was removed.
Qian Duofu only felt a burning pain in his neck, and streams of blood gushed out from between his fingers, but he couldn't stop it.
Within a few breaths, he felt that except for the warmth in his neck, his whole body was getting cold, and his legs were weak and he was half-kneeling on the ground.
For the first time in his life, the head of Qingluo Village felt threatened by death. He never imagined that he might die at the hands of a tenant's wife.
"Bang!"
A sharp stone hit him on the back of the head, and Qian Duofu fell down.