That person turned out to be Wang Fugui, the head of our village.

At this moment, Wang Fugui was standing in front of me, with murderous aura in his eyes, and he looked down at me in a daze.

Although I was so frightened that I wanted to retreat, my body was pinned to the spot, unable to move at all.

I kept hinting at myself with what little consciousness I had: calm and calm, this is just the picture that Mu Wensong saw before he died.

I had just thought this subconsciously, and Wang Fugui waved his hand behind him.

Then, several people walked out from behind him.

At first, because my vision was blocked by Wang Fugui's body, I couldn't see the appearance of the person behind him clearly.

When the men approached, I was surprised.

It turned out to be Wang Dacai with his five younger brothers, the same people who forced me to dig up the arrow monument more than two months ago.

Without saying a word, Wang Dacai took the lead in choking me by the neck, and the rest of the people picked me up and lifted me up from the ground.

Wang Dacai and I looked at each other and found that his eyes were very strange, and I saw that his eye sockets were covered with black silk, without the slightest blood.

I was taken aback by the coldness, and I quickly looked at the other five people and saw that they were looking at the same thing.

My heart began to beat faster and I felt a hint of fear.

At this moment, the voice of the old man Mu Xiuping came, and he cried:

"Please, don't hurt my grandson! Don't hurt my grandson! ”

Wang Fugui said coldly: "Old man, as long as you give me the iron sword hanging under this bridge, I will not kill your grandson." ”

His voice sounded very strange, judging from the sound alone, he was a little different from my impression of Wang Fugui.

My mouth moved uncontrollably and spontaneously, but my voice changed to that of Mu Wensong.

I said to Mu Xiuping weakly: "Grandpa, don't listen to them!" ”

Old man Mu Xiuping didn't reply to my words, but snorted at Wang Fugui: "What you said is true? As long as I give you the sword, you will let us go. ”

Wang Fugui nodded, and said in a weird manner: "Well, talking counts!" ”

Listening to his words, my body struggled a few times in the hands of Wang Dacai and them, but it was only in vain.

My own consciousness couldn't help but secretly think: I didn't expect that I Wu Thirteen had been forced to dig up the monument before, and tonight from Mu Wensong's point of view, I experienced that he was threatened by Wang Dacai and others.

This grandfather and grandson, how similar to what happened to our grandfather and grandson at that time, they were both threatened by the same group of people.

Soon, my mouth moved again, and I spoke to Mu Xiuping.

"Grandpa, since I was a child, you told me that the iron sword hanging under the bridge is used to keep the waters of the Wujiang River calm, and you also said that our Mu family on the bridge should protect the iron sword......

"I really just thought it was a story, but I didn't expect someone to come and grab the sword. Grandpa, you must not give it to them. ”

At this point, I was suddenly punched in the face, and I suddenly felt like a star in my eyes.

Old man Mu Xiuping whimpered, "Wen Song, I originally wanted to wait for grandpa to fail before I explained the matter of guarding the sword to you, but I didn't expect it......"

Wang Fugui suddenly lost his patience, and said angrily: "I don't have time to listen to you old and young people talking here, quickly tell me the secret method of taking the sword." Otherwise, I will throw your grandson into the Wujiang River to feed the fish. ”

After he finished speaking, he tilted his head towards the side of the bridge, and Wang Dacai and the others put me on the edge of the stone bridge, as if they were about to push me down.

Below the stone bridge was the sound of the roaring water of the Wujiang River, which made me feel a chill.

Seeing this situation, the old man Mu Xiuping hurriedly said: "Don't, don't, I'll go and help you get the sword!" ”

As he spoke, he went into the side slope and moved a few stones and some thatch.

Then he set up something at each end of the bridge with stones and thatch.

After doing this, he walked in from the sheep's intestine path, which was the same road that Jiu Ye and I walked during the day.

Not long after Mu Xiuping walked into the road, the stone bridge suddenly began to shake several times, like an earthquake.

At this moment, there were many strange sounds in the Wujiang River under the stone bridge.

Resentful roars, screams, and grotesque laughs......

The only consciousness I had when I heard those voices made my scalp tingle and felt a little scared.

Soon, Mu Xiuping came to the bridge with an iron sword.

"The sword has been brought, let my grandson go!"

Wang Fugui looked at the iron sword, a gloomy smile appeared on his face, and he didn't pay attention to Mu Xiuping.

He walked to the bridge, stared at the river that came from the direction of our village, and said excitedly:

"The Zhenjiang Sword has been withdrawn, you can enter the river now, come on!"

After Wang Fugui said this, it didn't take long for me to hear the sound of water in the Wujiang River, which sounded like a buffalo boiling water.

I vaguely saw something coming under the stone bridge, but the stone bridge was so high up to the river that I couldn't see it very clearly.

Just when I was in doubt, suddenly a voice came from the middle of the river:

"Hmmm! Not bad, you're doing a great job! ”

Hearing this, I couldn't help but feel nervous, and my voice was exactly the same as the big python that the Ninth Master let go.

I have a deep memory of the sound of the big python.

But what makes me wonder is that the old man Mu Xiuping didn't seem to hear anything, he just said to Wang Fugui, let his grandson go.

At this moment, the voice came again from the river.

"That young man, I want it!"

Wang Fugui's face suddenly sank, and he made a gesture to Wang Dacai.

Immediately, they jerked me down the steep slope of the stone bridge.

I opened my mouth, and Mu Wensong's voice sounded in my ears, and he shouted to the bridge in horror: "Grandpa, save me......"

Before he could finish speaking, I fell like a stone to the surface of the river.

Although I only had a faint consciousness to feel Mu Wensong's dying experience, I was also a little panicked at this moment.

I was very frightened, and secretly thought: It's all here, why didn't the Ninth Master let Mu Wensong's ghost leave my body.

"Puff ......"

I slammed into the Wujiang River, and then I felt my consciousness drift into a trance.

At this moment, the voice of the ninth master suddenly came from a very distant place.

When I heard his voice, my eyes went dark, but my mind cleared a lot.

I slowly opened my eyes and saw that Jiu Ye and He You were both a little anxious.

He You said: "Wu Thirteen, you finally woke up. ”

As he spoke, he glanced at Mu Wensong and said, "Mu Wensong, you almost killed him just now." ”

Mu Wensong's ghost stood beside him, looking guilty.

The Ninth Master said: "It's not all because of Mu Wensong, it's also related to Thirteen's physique. ”

At the moment, I was sweating all over, and my short-sleeved T-shirt was going to get wet.

The scene of Mu Wensong's murder flashed in my mind, and I said with palpitations:

"Ninth Master, the person who grabbed the sword turned out to be Wang Fugui! After he threatened Mu Xiuping to withdraw his sword, the big python in our village ......"

Speaking of this, I couldn't help but be shocked and suddenly realized that something was wrong.