C57 (2/2)

The middle-aged man seemed unhappy. He said no, if we don't bury him alive, we won't be able to vent our anger!

The atmosphere immediately became tense, and it was me who was most nervous, not knowing what they were going to do to me.

After a long discussion, the silent Bao's Father finally spoke out. He said villagers, I finally understood the relationship between everyone, after all, this was something that had happened in my family, we should let them go, but we should not bury them. If there is anything, we should listen to the village head, what do you say?

The middle-aged man turned around and looked at everyone. After discussing it for a while, he finally nodded in agreement. One of them turned around and ran back. Not long later, he brought me a rope.

I glared at Second Master Lin and asked him, Second Master Lin, your way of entertaining guests is too unique.

Second Master Lin looked at me without saying a word. The middle-aged man leading the group used his hand to push his glasses and said, ”Let's go to the Village Chief's house.”

After saying that, the group pushed me out of the Bao Family and continued towards the village.

I thought, what is this? He was already very careful when he came here, how did he end up being discovered? It couldn't be that the Bao Family people had leaked it, right? There were only three members in his family. There was no one else in his family.

Could it be that Second Master Lin informed him? I didn't tell him I was coming, and even if he'd guessed on the phone that I was coming, he wouldn't have known exactly when I would be here, which was odd. How did they know?

No one spoke on the way, and they continued to walk towards the Village Chief's house.

When he arrived at the Village Head's house, he found the door wide open and brightly lit, as if he had already known that I would be escorted here.

The main hall of the Village Head's house was very spacious. With the Village Head as the leader, there were already more than ten people standing in the main hall, lined up in a row, waiting for me to arrive.

In the center of the hall was a large coffin, also red, with a tablet on top.

Although the coffin was also red, it was different from Steamed Bun's coffin. His coffin had all sorts of carvings on it. The coffin in front of him was completely red without any patterns.

When the village chief saw me being tied up, he revealed a sly smile. Then, he shouted to the people beside him, ”Call out old man Qiao.”

The person immediately walked to the side room and helped out an old man who was already in his sixties. Although this old man was helped out, it was clear that his body did not need support at all. That person only helped him out out out of respect.

The old man was dressed very simply. He was wearing a yellow tank top, grey dungarees that had also been washed, and a pair of slippers.

Although he dressed like an old diaosi, he looked to be in good spirits. His bright eyes were like copper bells, and his face had a lot of wrinkles. However, he had an angry look on his face. Even though his hair was completely white, it was slicked back.

After the old man was helped over, the village head respectfully walked over and said that old man Qiao, someone else had brought over.

At this time, Second Master Lin whispered to me, this old man is called Qiao Anshan, he is an old carpenter in the village, do not provoke him, no matter what he does, do not speak, do not struggle, and remain silent.

He ignored me and stood aside.

I thought, No talking, no struggling, no silence? It looked like he was going to kill me. Was he going to give up and give up?

Qiao Anshan suddenly looked at me with a sharp gaze, and then shouted loudly, throwing him into the Miasma River!

When I heard this, I got so scared that my legs went soft. This... What was going on? Would he really throw me into the river to feed the fishes?

Even though I don't know what he meant by ”the other side of the river,” I knew it must be a river and they were going to throw me in and drown me.

After Qiao Anshan finished speaking, all the villagers surrounded me like tigers eyeing their prey. They were holding files in their hands, as if they wanted to tear me into shreds.

At this moment, several young men lifted up the crimson coffin, not knowing where to lift it.