Then, Mo Feifei and Qiao Ruolan, who screamed hoarsely, were pushed and got out of the car.

Although Mo Feifei and Qiao Ruolan's mouths were sealed with duct tape, their eyes were not. He looked around, and it seemed that there were neighborhoods nearby. Behind the tall buildings, there is a large park.

In the park, somewhere about 50 meters away from the high-rise building, there is a three-story white house, which seems to be the original sales department of this community.

However, it has now been converted into an ancestral hall.

This can be corroborated from the four big characters of "Shicun Ancestral Hall" written on the plaque at the door.

In rural areas, such ancestral halls are common. But in the city, there are almost no ancestral halls, but I didn't expect that there was one here.

The area of the ancestral hall is very large, with a floor of six or seven hundred square meters, enough to accommodate thousands of people.

I don't know what kind of meeting it was holding, when Mo Feifei and Qiao Ruolan were escorted into the ancestral hall, it was black and pressed, and it was full of heads. And inside, there are all men, and even half of the women can't be seen.

Mo Feifei is from the countryside, and knows that in most parts of the country, women are not allowed to enter the ancestral hall, not even the women of their own clan and village. This is caused by the ancient patriarchal mentality.

Of course, there are exceptions to everything, and if something bad happens, such as something bad in the village, or when outsiders cause trouble, individual women can be allowed to enter.

Like now.

When they entered the ancestral hall, the door was closed, and it seemed that they were going to be lynched.

Qiao Ruolan was so frightened by the oppressive atmosphere here that she couldn't speak, she couldn't even hear the sound of crying, only low sobs remained, two long lines of tears hung on her cheeks, and there was clear snot under her nose, depending on the situation, she was not lightly frightened.

Although Mo Feifei's mouth was sealed with adhesive strips and he couldn't speak, his eyes were sharp and firm, and he seemed to be full of strength, which made Qiao Ruolan feel a little comforted in his heart. If it weren't for Mo Feifei by her side, she would have to be incontinent on the spot.

Mo Feifei and Bai Qiling were taken to the middle of the ancestral hall, and on the main hall, there was an old man with white hair and a stick in his hand, who looked to be at least ten years old.

Judging from the respect of the people around him, this person must be the elder of these people, or maybe the patriarch.

Next to the old man, stood two people in school uniforms who looked like students. The two of them were beaten with blue noses and swollen faces, and even their clothes were torn.

Mo Feifei guessed that these two people should be the two robbed high school students they were referring to in the quarrel they heard in the Internet café.

"Your companions will be here soon, don't worry. A man in his forties and fifties next to him said.

It seems that these people are thinking of themselves as a gang with the group of thugs who robbed halfway.

Not long after Mo Feifei and Qiao Ruolan came, another car stopped in front of the ancestral hall.

Then, three young men who were beaten to the point that their noses were blue and their faces were swollen, and they were escorted into the ancestral hall. As in the previous case, after these people entered the ancestral hall, the door of the ancestral hall was also inserted from the inside.

"Patriarch, the people who bullied the three and five men have brought it here. Three more people slashed a dozen times and threw them at the Internet café. ”

As he spoke, several big men threw the three men in the middle. The three young people don't have Mo's extraordinary hardness. As soon as I arrived here, I was so frightened that I kowtowed again and again, and I didn't know what to say.

Seeing them, the two students in school uniforms immediately became furious, stepped forward directly, punched and kicked the three of them, and kept shouting: "Let you rob, let you rob." ”

"Damn, if I don't kill you, I dare to provoke the people of our stone village. ”

Here, it is like a small kingdom independent of the law. In this kingdom, the law is not important, but the family rules are important.

Everyone around them wondered how they could just hit these three and not the other two. Could it be that there is something else hidden in this?

It felt almost over, and the old man with gray hair thumped the ground with his cane: "Okay, three guys, five guys, go to the side." The country has national laws, and the family has family rules, let the village deal with it. ”

The two high school students, who were also obedient, honestly stopped and stood aside.

The old man first looked at the three people kneeling on the ground, and then at Mo Feifei and Qiao Ruolan who were standing, his voice was loud, and he said in a strong spirit: "It was a few of you who robbed us of the money of our Shicun descendants?"

Qiao Ruolan shook her head vigorously, and shouted indistinctly, "I didn't rob it, no." ”

Mo Feifei was not as exaggerated as Qiao Ruolan, he simply shook his head. But the three young people who really robbed the money to go to the Internet were so frightened that they didn't dare to come out. They were in this area, and they had heard of the name of Ishimura. However, at that time, lard was blinded and thought that they could not find themselves.

Who would have thought that they would actually mobilize the strength of one or two thousand people in the whole village to search for nightclubs, Internet cafes, and game halls in the vicinity. If I had known that this was the case, I would have killed them, and I wouldn't have dared to provoke the people of Ishimura.

They did rob the money, so they were so frightened that they didn't dare to come out, so they only kept kowtowing to show their shame.

"Caught the wrong one, three boys, five guys, do you know them?" the white-haired old man pointed at Qiao Ruolan and Mo Feifei.

Two high school students shook their heads like rattles: "We haven't seen them." ”

"They are the accomplices of this group of little bastards, they may not have been directly involved in the robbery of money, but they have put down several of our brothers, this kid is so powerful, three or four people are not his opponents. If we hadn't been quick-eyed, he would have run away. Someone next to him hurriedly added.

When the white-haired old man heard him say this, he immediately understood.

He coughed and said in a sonorous voice, "Then according to the ancestral family law, please send out the training whip." The men beat fifty sticks, and the women twenty sticks. When you're done, throw it out. ”

"Yes!" the people around him agreed, and then from the second floor of the ancestral hall, respectfully asked for a red stick. This stick is as thick as a child's thigh and 1.5 meters long.

The appearance is a strange red, not like paint, nor like natural red.

Mo Feifei looked at it for a while, and suddenly gasped, could it be that this is what human blood looks like after it has dried up.

Thirty strokes with such a thick stick will definitely open the skin and flesh. If you are unlucky, it is possible to be beaten to death, and it is not impossible that it will be stained with human blood.

Seeing that these people were really going to lynch, the three thugs were completely frightened, and their mouths were whining, as if they were vaguely saying: "We are not with them, we are not with them, spare our lives." ”