Why did a few people from the town stop, because they heard that from inside the mass grave, there would be a few wails from time to time, and when they heard this creepy wail, several men almost thought at the same time, who made the wail, whether it was the Taoist priest or Humbun, but everyone secretly hoped in their hearts that it was best to be muddy, because, although he had not yet developed to the level of robbing men and women and openly plundering in the market town, he was a scoundrel who ate for nothing, It really makes the people hate it so much.

Just as a few men stood at the edge of the market town in horror, looking and thinking, there was a sudden red light in the mass grave, as if something was burning, and then there was an intermittent and very shrill voice; "If you have a fart, let it go, grandpa, I don't have patience!"

Who is speaking, is it the one who is arrogant, it seems to be a little different, is it the voice of the old way, it is somewhat similar, but I am not sure, because they are still a long distance away from the mass grave after all, and everyone can only rely on guessing.

In the midst of everyone's speculation, everyone clearly saw that from the side of the mass grave, there was a wailing sound from the vigorous red light that came from the mass grave, a miserable wail, but there was no intention of begging for mercy, and after the wail, there was a sigh; "Blame me for not being as good as others!"

Immediately afterward, there were intermittent loud shouts; "Master, avenge me!"

After this shout, Dasheng's red light was extinguished little by little, and the string of red lanterns suspended in mid-air also began to float towards the mass grave little by little, and everyone refused to disperse, seeing the string of floating red lanterns disappear into the mass grave, everyone sighed softly, and after a while, the person who had just proposed to go to the mass grave said; "Tomorrow at sunrise, let's all go to that mass grave and have a look."

When everyone heard that person's proposal, they first looked at each other, until a person who was really bold on weekdays whispered; "It's time to take a look, anyway, if you gamble with your life, I'm afraid we will be able to encounter this time in our lives."

At this time, a person who did not want to go, did not dare to go, and was not willing to go, muttered in a low voice; "Actually, it's the same whether I go or not, anyway, in two days, or tomorrow, I will be able to know who won, because Hun Heng's home is not very far from my home, as long as the unknown mother-in-law of his family does not leave, or does not change the owner, it means that Hun Heng has won."

The man who had proposed to go to the mass grave tomorrow immediately retorted; "Pure nonsense, if he wins, he will be rampage through the market town tomorrow morning, the purpose of our visit is to see if there are traces of the fight just now in that mass grave, and how the red lanterns appeared, or what is going on with the red lanterns, anyway, tomorrow sunrise, there are people who are willing to follow me."

As soon as the man finished speaking, a man with a better memory sighed and continued; "No, I remember when the two of them were betting in the town, the little old man said that Hun Heng would let a group of wild wolves eat it, and the next day the first wolf would take Hun Heng's head into the town, but we obviously didn't hear the wolf howl just now, and we didn't see the shadow of the wolf pack, but a string of small red lanterns floated very strangely."

After listening to this man's words, the people began to talk about it, and some said; "That's a momentary anger, wolves are rarely seen in the mountains near us, let alone wolves, but there are more wild foxes."

Others say; "Maybe it's a Taoist priest's confusing strategy, didn't you see the posture just now, this Taoist priest is clearly a master of spells and the like."

The other retorted at once; "Maybe Hun Heng invited a master, maybe one of them knows how to spell, anyway, Hun Heng won't go alone!

Everyone said everything, but in the end, everyone seemed to agree on a point of view, it was definitely not the wolves fighting with them, so what happened to the matter, we can only wait for tomorrow to see, anyway, they don't dare to go to the mass graves now.

When the men had finished speaking, they dispersed.

Early the next morning, when the sun had risen, the people of the market town still did not look at Hun Heng, nor did they see his rogue friend, and now those who wanted to go and those who did not want to go gathered together again, and walked towards the mass grave on the south slope.

The sky was clear and the breeze was blowing, although the weather was very hot, but it couldn't stop the enthusiasm of those men to go to the mass grave to find out. When they came to the mass grave, they saw that the old ridges of the new grave were still the same, and the withered grass trembled with the breeze, and the arrival of the people disturbed the two hares who were foraging in the graveyard, and they hurriedly burrowed into a grave.

The people came to the middle of the mass grave, and searched carefully according to the scene they had vaguely seen last night, and after a while, they heard a man speak aloud; "There's a pile of ashes here, and it looks like they've just been burned."

When they heard this, they all gathered together, and some of them understood, and they mused, and said; "This may be the traces left behind after the red light last night, let's see if there are any other things left around."

When everyone heard this, they were busy looking for a few feet away around the pile of ashes, but they didn't see anything. "It's really a strange thing, it stands to reason that the weeds around this pile of ashes will also be ignited, but, you see, the weeds next to this pile of ashes have no traces of being burned."

This person observed very carefully, and spoke very tactfully, did not directly mention the word ashes, nor did he say anything strange or anything like that, but looked up at the surrounding graves again, at this time, no one spoke again, he looked at the people around him again, and said hesitantly; "I remember that two red lights rose last night, or red lights, so there should be a bunch of such traces, let's look for them again!"

As soon as his words fell, he heard a tall man who was the first to turn and look elsewhere say in a loud voice; "Don't look for it, isn't there a pile of ashes somewhere!"

When everyone heard the sound, they hurriedly walked over, and after careful inspection, there was no difference from the pile of ashes, only traces of residual ashes, but there was no sign that the weeds had been burned. "Look, there's a knife there!"

Hearing that there was a knife, everyone suddenly surrounded it, and it was only when they got close that they saw clearly that it was a thick machete with a black handle and a blade shining with a cold light that was six or seven feet long.

At this time, last night he proposed to find the person who had disappeared the red lantern, and said to everyone; "Look, what should we do, whether to take this machete back and hand it over to the government, or just stay here and wait for us to report the case and let the officials pick it up."

Hearing this man's words, a fat man with a short dundangle said; "I said something that I don't like, for people like Hun Heng, there is one less death, why do we have to report the case, if we really report the case, can we catch that Taoist priest with the help of the bastards in the government, when the time comes, maybe they will say that we are murderers, in that case, wouldn't it be self-inflicted!"

When the crowd heard Humpty Dumpty's words, they immediately chimed in; "Yes, yes, it's still the fifth child who is right, we can't report the crime!"

At this time, a relatively short man said again; "Let's hide this knife here first, so that it will not be easily exposed, and it will not be picked up by passers-by, and we will act as if we didn't see anything!"

When the people heard that this man was very reasonable, they all agreed, and then hid the machete in a nearby grave that had been stolen out of a cave by a wild fox, and when the big guy had put everything in order, he proposed to find out where the red lanterns would disappear last night. "Let's go back, the string of lanterns disappeared there, I don't think we can find it, it's better for us to see if the chaotic home has changed its owner, and then go to report the crime."

At this time, the big guy hummed in agreement, and the man who lived not too far from Hun Heng's house continued; "Everyone come with me, I'll take everyone to Huheng's house first to see if anything has changed in his house."

When everyone heard this, they immediately followed him, whispering about the strange things that happened last night, and guessing whether the machete had killed anyone, and while speaking, everyone returned to the market town, a small market town, from this end to the other end, so after these people entered the town, they were soon led by that person to the place where Hun Heng lived, or his house.

The house is a two-story small bamboo building, and there is a small courtyard around the bamboo building, giving people a feeling of strong barriers. Other families plant bamboo in front of and behind the house, admiring the greenery brought by the green bamboo while avoiding the shade and enjoying the coolness.

The muddy home is very different, surrounded by a small bamboo building with stones to build up four walls, the wall is not much shorter than the two-story small bamboo building, standing outside the courtyard can only see the roof of the small building.

A small door, but it is made of heavy square wood, it seems that even if there are ten or eight big men, they may not be able to break open this wooden door.

It can be said that the people in the market town all walked around Hun Heng, and there was no one who really went to their house to cross the door, so after going up, after arriving at the gate of Hun Heng's house, everyone looked at each other, and no one dared to come forward.