Just when Luo Ming and Qiu Xi arrived in the provincial capital to start a carpet search, the calm Luoshui Village was already angry.

Today is not the fifteenth day of the new year, let alone a good day, but a large number of villagers gathered in front of the Guanyin Temple, and they came to Li Temple to discuss the law.

I don't know who first discovered the secret of Guanyin's theft, at first it was just some rumors, but within a few days, it seemed that every villager knew about it.

Regarding the rumors, this should be the case in most rural areas.

In the morning, some people came one after another, pretending to offer incense, but they were almost silent, they came to confirm the situation, after all, there was still some fear in the subconscious, for fear that the Bodhisattva would blame. After noon, more and more people came, crowding the Guanyin Temple.

There is a lot of power in people, and the Guanyin Buddha statue is not real, and it can't withstand so many pairs of fiery eyes.

Seeing that the matter was about to be revealed, Li Miaozhu slipped out of the back door of the kitchen, and went straight to the commissary at the head of the bridge while no one was paying attention.

The commissary has a landline, which is already rare in the village. Li Miaozhu usually doesn't use his mobile phone much, the main reason is that there is no one to call, the machine is equipped with one, but it has been in a state of power outage for a long time. So in a hurry, he could only run here to contact Luo Ming and hide by the way.

He tried dialing two, but they didn't connect. Li Miaozhu, who was restless, had to ask the boss to call Luo Ming a few more times, and the boss saw that he was flustered, but he agreed, but he couldn't get through if he didn't prompt him, or no one would answer if he didn't get through.

Li Miaozhu secretly patted himself on the leg and regretted it, how could he send such an unreliable person as Luo Ming into the city to do such a life-threatening event, but there is no regret medicine in the world.

Although he was angry, Li Miaozhu didn't dare to stay too long, he wasn't sure what the villagers would do, after all, there had never been such a bad incident in decades.

Will the temple be demolished?

It's entirely possible! The villagers are usually docile, but when they become angry, they are completely unpredictable.

"Tear it down, just dismantle it. Li Miaozhu thought secretly, I hope I don't want to tear myself down. He pretended to have just finished using the toilet and hurried back to the temple, and just as he was about to slip into the kitchen through the side door, he caught a familiar face.

Li Miaozhu was overjoyed: "Fuqi, it's great that you're here...... I'm dying of sorrow. ”

Li Fuqi frowned, and he was equally anxious: "Third uncle, you hurry up and tell me the truth, what's going on?"

Li Miaozhu muttered: "What can happen, these people are aggressive, they don't care about it, they are messing around, and they are messing ......around."

Li Fuqi is angry and funny, this third uncle, still has a fluke mentality.

As the village party secretary, he had to pierce this layer of window paper: "Third uncle, don't hide it from me, is the Guanyin Bodhisattva in the temple gone?"

Li Miaozhu was still struggling in his heart: "What kind of nonsense is talking like this without a door...... What kind of bastard is talking nonsense like that?......"

Li Fuqi sighed helplessly, the old man in front of him made him admire and hate, admired that this old man had been guarding this temple for decades, and hated that no one was more self-deceiving than this old man.

Li Fuqi proposed: "Do you want me to ask my uncle and them to mediate?"

Li Miaozhu came back to his senses instantly, and was a little hesitant at first, but after a few thoughts, this was obviously the best way.

This is why Li Fuqi couldn't find Li Qisi, so he had to come to Li Yiting's house and ask Li Qihuai to mediate instead.

After listening to Li Fuqi's account, Li Yiting also felt a little tricky, whether this matter is big or small, it depends on whether the villagers are generous enough.

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Li Qihuai soon rushed over.

When such a thing happens, how dare he slack off, although the third child is chattering, he is his own brother after all. The eldest brother Li Qisi couldn't find anyone, and when he led his son and Li Fuqi to the Guanyin Temple, the situation had become uncontrollable.

Li Miaozhu couldn't say a word, the corners of his mouth were bloodshot, and he trembled like chaff!

These people are all stunned young people in Yuancun, and they have always been known for their toughness, Li Miaozhu has done something wrong, so he is naturally afraid of death.

Looking at this posture, it is not easy for others to come forward to fight, including Li Fuqi, the village party secretary, who is not qualified to mediate. Respect is the only magic weapon to solve rural contradictions, Li Qihuai is actually not qualified, but at this moment, he can't care so much, and he stepped forward to pull Miao Zhu Li Qiwen behind him.

The two young boys glared angrily, they didn't recognize who Li Qihuai was, and they wanted to spill, only to find that they couldn't move at all, so they could only scold.

Li Yiting still kept a sense of proportion, after all, he understood the situation and knew that the third uncle was at a loss, just out of the original intention of protecting his father, and striving for a chance to mediate.

Li Qihuai had already learned about the incident through Li Fuqi, so he said to everyone as gently as possible: "Everyone is a fellow villager, let's talk about it if we have something to say, don't do it." ”

There were a few older people next to him, who finally recognized Li Qihuai as the second child of the Li family, and motioned to a few young people to leave some room for talking, and the atmosphere of the scene eased a little.

A middle-aged man in his forties asked in a rough voice, "Where is the boss of your Li family?...... Why don't you come out and say a word?"

Li Qihuai frowned and checked Li Qiwen's injuries, except for the redness and swelling on his face and blood congestion on his mouth and nose, there was no major problem, but the old temple was humming and chirping, looking half-dead.

Li Qihuai is angry, but now is not a good time to get angry, a bunch of people are eyeing up and ready to pounce.

Li Fuqi replied for the second uncle: "Uncles and brothers, everyone should calm down first, Guanyin Bodhisattva will not move by himself, he must have been invited away......"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the middle-aged man in the lead: "You are the village party secretary, a bowl of water has to be even, Li Laosan didn't keep the immortals, and ruined the feng shui of our village, what do you say?"

Li Fuqi carefully identified the middle-aged man in front of him, and quickly remembered that it was Zhang Kun, an old bachelor from Iwamura, and the reason why he had an impression was naturally because this person was addicted to gambling and couldn't marry a wife in his forties.

Li Fuqi was secretly strange in his heart, but he had spent a lot of time in the city, and he had not been back to Luoshui Village for more than a year, so he was not familiar with the specific conditions of several villages, and he did not dare to make judgments.

Li Yiting has not spoken, and he is also not familiar with the situation in the village in recent years, but he knows that this is not a reasonable place, whoever has great power, many brothers, and hard fists can have the final say.

It is inevitable that the third uncle will suffer a little bit of flesh and skin, as for how serious the consequences can be, Li Yiting is still relatively optimistic, after all, the six brothers of the Li family are more or less famous, and they are also a well-known big family in Li Village.

If the fourth uncle is here, who dares to step on the head of the Li family and? The fourth uncle is known as the "desperate Sanlang", not to mention losing a Guanyin statue, even if there is no golden mountain, Li Laosi can still make you obedient.

Li Fuqi obviously did not inherit his father's domineering characteristics, and as a cultural person and village official, his methods of doing things were much gentler.

It's a big deal, Li Yiting thinks so.

So he didn't call Chen Tianyu and the others, and dealt with it as a family matter.

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When Luo Ming rushed back to Huishui Village, it was already the morning of the next day, and he slept until the sun dried his buttocks, and then he took the shuttle back home.

He was greeted by a bolt from the blue!

The door of the Guanyin Temple was noisy, but the old temple Zhu never appeared, the main hall and the side hall were open, but the door of the wing room was locked, no matter how everyone knocked on the door, no one answered.

The villagers planned to smash the door and enter, but because Li Qisi, the patriarch of Li Village, personally arrived at the scene, many people did not dare to be too presumptuous, but everyone noisily thought that Li Qiwen had absconded in fear of crime.

Li Qihuai made a package ticket, because he had already had a long talk with Li Qiwen for half a night last night, and he returned home at ten o'clock, and when he left, he gave his third brother a reassurance: no matter what, the Li family will take this head for Li Qiwen.

On the one hand, Li Qisi confessed and tried to find out who stole Guanyin's golden body, on the other hand, he really couldn't find it, and the Li family would go back to welcome a new Guanyin to come to the master, which was not a blasphemy.

This and Li Qiwen inadvertently thought of it, so Li Qiwen and his second brother revealed that Luo Ming had privately entered the city to purchase, and Li Qihuai was so angry that he scolded Luo Ming for not doing enough and more than failing, and there was a little complaint in his tone.

"Something happened, don't you tell our brother and believe an outsider?" Li Qihuai was moved.

Li Qiwen didn't dare to say anything, he knew that although the second brother was usually gentle, he was never ambiguous in front of major events, and this time he was indeed in a hurry.

But at this point, he could only pretend to be pitiful, and seeing that the second brother's anger quietly subsided, he said timidly: "I also look at the apprentice I brought, I know the roots, I didn't expect ......" This argument is very weak.

"A drunkard and a gambler, you know the roots. Li Qihuai was angry and helpless.

He picked up his mobile phone and dialed Luo Ming, prompting that it could not be connected, it should be the time when Luo Ming took the train back to the city, the city is a mountain city, and it is common for the signal to be bad.

Li Qihuai didn't have much hope, he wanted to vent his anger, but he could only give up, his third child was like such a bear all his life, and no matter how much he scolded, he would play the piano to the cow.

Besides, this is to blame for the lawless thief, Li Qihuai is a sensible person.

"It's already happened, it's too late to say more, you take care of the rest of the house, don't lose anything anymore, and the villagers will really not be able to spare you when the time comes." He finally confessed.

Li Qiwen nodded again and again: "No, I didn't dare to enter the city, I was also afraid of thieves...... You can't make mistakes again and again. ”

"You......" Li Qihuai sighed, too lazy to talk nonsense, and left the Guanyin Temple alone.

He listened to the third child groping into the wing room, closed the door, and left with confidence. The third child is timid, and he is afraid that the third child will not be able to figure it out, so he will sneak to Li Village to hide, and then he will be charged with absconding for no reason.

The big deal is to spend money to eliminate disasters, Li Qihuai thought in his heart.

So when he came over this morning, he firmly believed that Li Qiwen must still be in the temple, but he also felt a little strange why he hadn't shown up so late.

Calling and turning off the phone, he and his eldest brother could only squat in the main hall and wait, discussing the aftermath with some old people in Luoshui Village by the way.

After all, the old man in Luoshui Village is still more reasonable, and Li Qisi's face is big enough.

Li Yiting belongs to the younger generation, and it is inconvenient to participate in these things, but today he and Chen Tianyu also arrived at the scene, because the conflict was not intense, the two of them just stood outside the temple and chatted.

During this time, several young people also knocked on the door of the wing, and finally restrained themselves, and after more times, the noise became stronger again.

Luo Ming returned to the Guanyin Temple at this time, and as soon as he appeared, more than a dozen villagers surrounded him and denounced him to their heart's content.

At first, he still said a few words, pretending not to know, and a few of the villagers who made trouble were still card friends, he shouted loudly, looking indifferent.

But soon, he was stunned, and he saw that the clay fetus that had been placed on the altar table in the main hall was now shattered to the ground, and he knew that all the bravado was in vain, except for a few words, and his red face turned the color of pig's liver.

I heard that Li Miaozhu hid in the wing room and didn't come out, so he volunteered to get the key to open the door, although he and Li Miaozhu usually don't live in the same house, the key is still there.

Everyone stared at Luo Ming and entered the chamber, and a few minutes later, a pig-like howl came from the chamber.

The villagers were stunned at first, and then rushed in, and couldn't help but be frightened by the scene in front of them!

Luo Ming stood stiffly beside the wooden cabinet, his eyes straight, and his soul was lost.

On the ground, lying upright, was a hideous-looking corpse spitting blood......