"I think so." Yue Jin agreed with Huai Zui's point of view, she lowered her head and smoothed the fine hair on the neck of the little black cat, and a bold assumption formed in her mind, "Have you noticed that there is no stove at the door of the villagers' houses." ”

Huai Zui thought about it for a while, and pondered: "Then it is also possible that they built it in the house." ”

"Impossible." Yue Jin shook her head, "The houses in the village are almost wooden, and it's too dangerous to put them in the house. ”

"Hmm...... There must be a place in the village dedicated to cooking. Huai drunkenly said, "But why are you talking about this?" ”

"Think about it, what are the ways to take away the cattle and sheep of the whole village without being discovered?"

"Slaughter? Wrong. Binding? Unreliable ......" Every time Huai Zui puts forward an idea, he denies himself after a little thought.

He paced up and down anxiously, looking up at the snow falling on the trunks of the trees, his gaze spreading, and the sky and the earth were vast.

"Villagers." Huai was drunk, "What if the problem itself is with the villagers?" ”

"What do you mean?"

"As you said, if the villagers don't have a stove, they must go to the same place for dinner, and they don't have ......to talk about where to do their hands and feet."

"That's something you can do with ordinary sleep aids." Yue Jin added, more convinced of her guess.

A gust of wind blew, and she couldn't help but shiver, followed by another sneeze.

"Take it, dragging and hanging will affect my play of stealing saints." Huai Zui ripped off the cloak and threw it to Yue Jin, which was a light short brown inside.

"Anyway, you don't need it now, lend me a drape."

Seeing that Huai Zui looked at himself and didn't speak, Yue Jin took him as if he agreed, and quickly wrapped himself tightly.

Huai Zui squinted his eyes and moved his muscles and said to Yue Jin: "Don't leave here, I'll go to the village to have a look." ”

Huai drunk walked along the path to the edge of the house facing the road, from time to time he leaned down to listen, and suddenly jumped in a certain place, raised his hand to hook the eaves, and shook his body on the roof.

He tiptoed through the roofs of each house to find the location of Yizhuang.

There was a small stove in the small shed in front of the main entrance of Yizhuang, and the two sat on the bench chatting, one young and one old, and their faces were red in the light of the fire.

Huai drunk groped to the back of Yizhuang, and he wanted to sneak in through the window, but found that both windows were firmly nailed by thick wooden boards.

Looks like he can only break through, he thought.

He searched around, picked up a few gravels from the ground, and lay on his back on the eaves of Yizhuang.

He kept his figure as low as possible so as not to be discovered.

Huai drunk threw the stone in his hand, deliberately did not pick it up, let it fall on the tiles, rolled out with a grunt, and fell to the ground again.

The young man raised his head and looked in the direction where Huai was hiding, and the wind and snow were so heavy that he was not sure if he had really heard something.

The older skillful took out the sweet potato from the stove, peeled it off, took a bite, and said, "Don't make a fuss, this kind of place is heavy in yin and qi, and it is normal to have a strange sound." ”

Is it normal? The young man didn't say anything, but muttered in his heart.

He took the sweet potato handed to him by the older one, held it for warmth, thought about it and said, "Why do you say that so many people died and didn't report to the official?" ”

"Shh The older one waved his hand, "Don't say that." ”

"But the facts are right in front of you, why ......" The young man was not convinced, and looked at the house where the corpses were parked in Yizhuang.

It didn't matter if he looked at it, the sweet potato fell to the ground with a pop, and he raised his trembling hand and said, "I just saw a figure." ”

"Nonsense." The older one reproached, still looking in the direction of the young man's finger.

In his opinion, it was nothing more than an empty clearing.

He gave the young man a blank look, lowered his head and continued to break sweet potatoes to eat.

"Again!" The young man shouted.

He looked around, but there was still nothing.

"It'...... In there. "The young people are crying.

The older one walked over and turned around twice, but didn't find anything unusual, and when he came back, he patted the young man on the head: "If you make trouble again, you will come alone tonight." ”

With that, the older ones removed their stools and did not talk to the younger ones.

When the time was ripe, Huai drunk fell lightly in the courtyard and swaggered into the house.

Although he had been mentally prepared, he was still startled when he entered the house.

In the small Yizhuang, there were more than a dozen corpses neatly arranged, and what made him even more frightened was that these corpses all showed an unbelievably distorted posture, and their states were also different.

Some were unrecognizable as if they were burned by fire, and only black bodies remained; Some are red and swollen, twice as large as ordinary people; Others......

Huai Zui couldn't stand it anymore, and the air was filled with the smell of rot, even if he was well-informed, his stomach couldn't help but churn.

Suddenly, the only corpse in the room, covered with a white cloth, caught his attention.

He walked slowly, and before his hand touched the white cloth, the door was pushed open with a thud, and he was thrown to the ground.

The young man was much stronger than Huai Zui, and at this time he pressed the weight of his whole body on Huai Zui's body.

Fang Caihuai's attention was all on the corpse covered with a white cloth, without any defense, and he couldn't break free in a short time.

"I'll just say someone." The young man suppressed Huai drunk and said triumphantly to the older one.

The older man's face was very embarrassed, "I actually let outsiders in!" He said.

Sensing that Huai Zui wanted to break free from his restraints, the young man raised his elbow and hit Huai Zui's stomach hard, Huai Zui's eyes were suddenly dazzled, and he bent down in pain and had no power to fight back.

The two dragged Huai Zui to the village chief, who looked at Huai Zui who was searched expressionlessly, and said, "People from other villages, don't meddle in your affairs." ”

"Village chief, I'm just a ghost for a while, you let me go, I promise not to say anything." Huai drunk admits his mistake and is very sincere.

"Let you go?" The village chief sneered, "I saw things that shouldn't be seen, but I have to pay the price." ”

With that, he waved his hand.

Huai Zui couldn't turn his head, but he heard heavy footsteps behind him, as if someone was dragging something.

The man behind him stopped, and the sound of chains rang out, along with the sound of air cracking.

Huai Zui flipped forward in desperation, and looked back again, and an axe smashed into the place where he had been.

The man pulled out the machete that had sunk into the ground and staggered backwards, apparently without any mercy on his men.

"Hero, sparing someone's life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter,

You ......"

The man ignored Huai's drunken pleas for mercy, turned his arm, and lifted the machete to slash again.

"Village Chief, it's not good!" At this moment, someone ran and shouted, "Someone is coming from the government!" ”

The village chief stood up suddenly, his hands trembling, but he quickly calmed down, and said to the man with the machete: "Go and lock this man up, and if you kill him now, you will surely be discovered." ”

He also said to the onlookers: "Don't panic, let's go back to our respective homes first, as long as we have the same caliber, the government can't do anything to us." ”

Afterwards, the village chief walked slowly towards the entrance of the village on crutches.