C62 (1/2)

At the beginning, Da Jian was busy with everyone in the courtyard preparing to be buried things, but when he heard the commotion, he also charged in. He grabbed the door handle tightly and shouted at the Lin Zhishu outside.

One of them put down his things and ran out, probably to call someone, while the others put down what they were doing and rushed in with their fellows, as if they were facing a great enemy, looking at me with the same eyes as last night when they were holding a torch and were about to burn me to death.

Then the slapping became a dull thumping sound, as if someone was banging their head against the door.

However, this was not the time to think about what it was using to knock against the door. Rather, it was the time to think about how to prevent it from coming out.

Not long after, Qiao Anshan hurried back with the person who ran out to get them.

The moment he walked in, he immediately asked what was going on. I briefly explained the situation to him.

Qiao Anshan frowned after hearing it, he did not know what to say, although the corpse had strength, the red rope that had the effect of suppressing the Yin should not have been broken by him, so, Lin Zhishu, take the little kid and leave, I will think of a way to deal with him.

Lin Zhishu gave me a look, and I immediately followed him out. I temporarily returned to his house, but not long after I arrived, the Village Chief walked in.

When the village chief came in, he had a serious expression on his face. Lin Zhishu pulled over a chair for him to sit on and asked why he was here.

After the Village Chief sat down and looked, he glared at me, his expression becoming even more serious. After a moment of silence, he asked, I heard that you are Zhang Luofeng's grandson?

I nodded and said yes, and asked him how he knew my grandfather's name.

The village chief didn't answer my question. Instead, he asked me, ”Do you know what your grandfather does?”

I said I knew, my grandfather was a tinker when he was young, and later went to India to be a corpse oil.

The village chief said, if you know all about it, why did you sell it to our village?

Originally, I wanted to explain myself. However, seeing that the Village Chief's expression was unkind, I decided not to speak anymore. I was afraid that adding fuel to the fire would only be worse for me. Thus, I decided to simply stay silent.

Do you know why your grandfather wanted to go to India?

I shook my head and said I didn't know.

He said that because your grandfather had offended everyone in this circle, if he didn't escape the country, it would be very difficult for him to survive. That was the reason why he went abroad.

I didn't say anything, and I didn't have any special feeling in my heart. I had lived together with my parents and grandmother since I was young, so I didn't have a deep impression of my grandfather.

The village chief was silent for a moment before he continued. We will not talk about what exactly happened that year, but it is because of you that so many things happened in our village.

I smiled wryly. Even though this matter started because of me and I have to admit to that, I don't have the ability to do anything at all.

I do not believe that you can't do anything about it. No matter what, you have to think of a way to bring that thing out of our village, and since the Lin Zhishu has saved you, we will not pursue this matter, but this is my bottom line.

I didn't say anything. I quickly tried to figure out what to do with this village chief, but no matter how much I thought about it, I couldn't think of anything to do with it.

Only after a long while did news come through from the Bao Family. Qiao Anshan had already finished, by the time we rushed over, Bao Wenjun's corpse was already tied up and placed in the coffin. Da Jian's arm seemed to have suffered some injuries, and a bandage was wrapped around it, causing a bit of blood to drip out.

However, Qiao Anshan's body was covered with scars, as if he had been captured.

Seeing us come, Qiao Anshan said. Witch, this is not a Cyan Forehead!

But if this was not a Cyan Forehead, then what was it? I clearly saw Bao Wenjun's forehead change.

Qiao Anshan said to Da Jian weakly. ”Hurry up and give me first aid!”

After saying that, he sat on the ground, untied his clothes, and then laid down on the ground again.

It was only then that I saw that, in addition to the scratches on his body, his back and spine were also injured in varying degrees. It seemed to be quite serious.

Da Jian shouted at me while he bandaged his wounds, don't just stand there, hurry up and call for people!

At this moment, I felt as though I had just awoken from a dream. I gave myself a slap on the face, immediately becoming much more clear-headed. Quickly, I turned around and ran out.

But when I arrived at the courtyard, I was stunned. Where was he? Why was there no one else around?

At that moment, I heard a chuckle behind me. It was very soft, but I heard it too.