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I still remember the scene that day, and when you don't see the next scene, you never know what a real shock is.

When my grandmother took my hand and ran to the old house that Fengxia's family was demolishing, I saw several men kneeling there crying, wailing one after another, the loud voice could be heard from afar, they desperately shouted the name of a certain person, and some people were still shouting to help the collapsed wall up.

Uncle Lin took the lead in following the shirtless man to run there, and knelt down as soon as his legs were weak.

I followed my grandmother's side, and clearly saw a particularly thick stone wall, which was pressed down smoothly, and there were several people's hands stretched out under the wall, which had been completely unfolded in the dark, and had no strength.

Several men took crowbars and tried to lift the wall so that they could get out the people who were pressed underneath, but no matter what, they couldn't lift the wall, as if the wall weighed a thousand gold, which was extremely inconsistent with the principles of mechanics.

At first glance, I let go of my grandmother's hand and watched them wail and pry at the wall.

At second glance, I saw a thick layer of corpses lying on the wall, pressed against the wall, falling layer by layer, as if they could be one story high, arms twisted and outstretched, heads crooked, all looking at me, eyes either staring at me blankly open, or closed, and some of them had no eyes at all.

I knew that these were the people who had died here, and their clothes were all in tatters, and there was a rag-like popping sound in the wind, and I felt the wind was very strong, and it was cold, very cold.

But the men who were prying against the wall didn't feel it at all, they shouted, do a little hard! I make a little effort!

And the men kneeling there saw that the wall could not be pried open, so they reached out to pull the hands of the people pressed under the wall, and the more they pulled, the more uncomfortable they became, and the louder they cried.

I suddenly burst into tears, looking at the corpses, I don't know how long they had been dead, but I seemed to feel the pain they had suffered, and I just stood quietly, and let the queen cry silently.

Grandma stepped forward and told them to stop working first, and then put one hand on the wall, closed her eyes and muttered something in her mouth, and then I saw the corpses on the wall stand up one by one, and then scatter away, and finally disappear on the pile of stones.

Grandma closed her eyes and muttered for a long time, and when she opened her eyes, she signaled that the men could continue to pry, they nodded, and this time, it was very easy to lift the wall, and the people under the pressure were already lifeless, and red blood flowed from their eyes, noses, and ears.

A few men couldn't bear it anymore, so they turned their heads and ran to the side to cry, and I stepped forward, and there was a little boy who looked to be only seven or eight years old under the wall.

Uncle Lin shouted the name of the little boy, and stepped forward to pick him up, "Oh, isn't this a sin, how old is this child, Fengxia!" Fengxia!! ”

But there was no shadow of Fengxia's family at all, and as soon as the few men who pried open the wall heard Uncle Lin shouting Fengxia, they were about to go to Fengxia's house to find them, but Uncle Lin couldn't stop him, so he let another one follow, for fear that something would happen.

Some villagers don't know what's going on here, and they come over one after another, some of them are relatives of the men who work here, and two of them fainted when they saw that their relatives were crushed to death, and then their neighbors went back to find people and told them about the rest of their family, and then wave after wave of people went to Fengxia's house to settle accounts.

The shirtless man who called Uncle Lin recounted the incident, the little boy who was held in Uncle Lin's arms was the son of the Fengxia family, and he originally came to tell them to stop work and go to eat, but as soon as the child ran over, he stood under this wall, opened his mouth and shouted, "Don't do it!" My mother told you to go to my house for ......."

Then there was a bang, and before the word 'rice' could be spit out, it was smashed down by the wall, and three or four people who were still resting at the base of the wall went together.

At first, they thought that they would not be crushed to death, but they couldn't lift the wall, and finally saw the blood flowing out from under the wall, they were scared and didn't know what to do, so they went to find Uncle Lin.

Since things have developed like this, Uncle Lin can only go to Feng Xia's house to find her, after all, this matter started because of their family, excluding some emotional factors, Feng Xia's family must be responsible.

But before Uncle Lin could walk a few steps to Feng Xia's house, the person who had gone to find Feng Xia ran back, looking at Uncle Lin with a worried face, "Feng Xia ran away!" ”

"Those two actually ran away, x !! Lao Tzu is looking all over the country, and he wants to catch them, and pay for them with blood!! Some of the families of the dead men shouted loudly.

I looked at the child who was brought over and covered under the list at that time, and I always felt that he was pitiful, the child died at such an old age, and died so miserably, and his parents ran away, and there was no one to do the funeral.

Because of Feng Xia's run, these people became more and more radical, and finally found a younger brother's house in Fengxia's village, which was actually either a younger brother or an uncle's younger brother.

They were holding things as if they were going to raid his brother's house, and the scene was very strong, and they were all very angry, and they felt that they could eat a big living person in a minute.

Feng Xia's younger brother was frightened, and when he saw so many people entering the courtyard of his house, and holding a shovel and a crowbar in his hand, he looked fierce and vicious, he stood in front of the door of his house, and knelt down for these people with a pop, kowtowing again and again while kneeling, and said in his mouth, "I'm sorry for you, I'm really sorry for you, but my sister's affairs have nothing to do with me, I beg you not to touch my house." ”

The men raised their shovels and shouted "Kill him!" Shoot him! Their family was paid for their lives! If we die a few people, we have to kill a few people in their family! ”

When someone incites like this, others shout "Yes!" Shoot him! Kill! “

'Smack'!! With a bang, I don't know who picked up a brick and threw it on the window of Feng Xia's younger brother. The glass shattered on the spot.

Feng Xia's brother's daughter-in-law screamed in the house, too frightened to come out, and their children were also so frightened by this scene that they cried loudly in the house.

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