Zhang Xingguo looked at the back of Zhang Xingzhi's family leaving, and ...... for a long time

It wasn't until Zhang Haisong touched him that he turned around, looking at the clansmen and villagers who were afraid of being intertwined with murder, his face remained unchanged, "Do it!"

Several strong laborers looked at each other a few times, and tightened their grips on the steel fork hoe, and one of them rushed forward, kicked the door open, and several rushed in.

"Ahhh......h Help me...... Yes!...... Why...... No...... Ah......h

Some people who couldn't listen to it hurriedly turned around and left here, but most of the villagers stayed to watch, and the people who were digging in the field didn't see rare things every year.

However, Xiao Bei, who basically had no ability to resist, was brought out.

He was tied with a hemp rope and hung on a steel fork, his hands and feet were tied firmly, his mouth was also blocked by linen, his emaciated body was trembling in the wind, the cloth on his head had fallen off, revealing a hideous scar, one eye was left with only a hole, and the other eye was trying to be open, looking at everyone with tears in his eyes, these usually gentle and generous uncles, why did they treat him like this today, he didn't even know what was going on!

"Ah, look at that wound, it's actually healed, it's only been a few days, and the scab has healed!"

I don't know who said it, but the whole village commented on his wounds. A man who followed him and didn't know what to think of, he took out a knife and cut a bloody hole in Xiaobei's arm.

I saw blood gushing out, but after a few seconds, the blood clotted, and the wound began to heal and scab over......

"Wow!" the onlookers hurriedly dodged, and those who had kept doubts about whether he was a mountain demon were now completely convinced.

"Look at that bloody wound, it's healing when you see it, can this be a human?!" "It's really not normal, it's about to become a demon!"

Zhang Xingguo's face was ugly, and some of the remaining thoughts were also buried in his heart, and he waved his hand, "Now, it is confirmed that Zhang Xiangbei is a mountain demon, and I announce as the patriarch that Zhang Xiangbei is sentenced to death." ”

After receiving the order, a few men lifted Xiaobei and ran to the wild forest in the west, and some curious people also followed to see the excitement.

The wild forest in the west of Zhangjia Village is a barren forest, there is a lonely grave on the edge of the forest, the Zhang family built a village here for a hundred years, during which there are also widows and lonely people who do not enter the ancestral grave, they are buried in this place, this kind of lonely grave mass grave usually no one comes.

At this time, more than half of the people in Zhangjia Village followed, and the strong man threw Xiaobei next to a lonely grave, and dug it here.

Xiaobei opened one eye, huddled beside this unknown grave, looked at the people around him, looked at their faces, their eyes, and tried in vain to find a little pity and hope for him in it.

But no, everyone looked at him in horror and disgust, and he could no longer find a little bit of warmth! He felt that his heart was sinking little by little, trapped in a bottomless black hole, no matter how he struggled, he couldn't find a way out, no one, no one came to save him!

"Patriarch, dig it up!"

Zhang Xingguo took a closer look and nodded, "Bring the bodies of Haiqing, Haiyan, and Hisense here, they happened to be buried together today." ”

"Yes. "Immediately, a few people went back to the village, and it happened that Xiaobei's house was close here, and it only took a moment to come and go.

Zhang Xingguo glanced at Zhang Haishan, saw that he couldn't bear it, and was unhappy, "Haishan, your third daughter, is it really okay?"

Zhang Haishan's face turned pale, and he hurriedly shook his head, "No, my three children, there is no problem." ”

Zhang Xingguo nodded, as for what he thought in his heart, only he knew.

After waiting for a while, I saw a few people who had just gone and came over carrying the bodies of the three people together.

One of them looked at Zhang Xingguo, "Patriarch, what about the six coffins in the courtyard?"

Zhang Xingguo frowned, someone died violently in the village, in order to appease people's hearts, he specially found a Taoist priest from another village to set up a three-talent and three ghost array, and then there were indeed no more violent deaths in a row, but I didn't expect that the real murderer was the child who couldn't survive.

It's a pity that he didn't ask what to do with the six coffins at the beginning, and thinking that the house would not be inhabited in the future, he muttered, "Set it on fire!"

He looked at Xiaobei, "Let him go, today, let the bad luck in the village be buried together!"

One person walked over, grabbed Xiaobei's clothes, dragged him over despite his struggle, kicked into the pit, and moved the bodies of Haiqing and the others, and threw them into the pit in no particular order or head and foot.

A few people who were digging the pit just now spat in their hands, grabbed the shovel and began to dig and fill the pit.

Xiaobei was pressed under the corpse, and through the gap between the corpses that had begun to decompose, he looked at the people who buried him outside, and his tears were mixed with unwillingness, hideousness, and resentment.

The person who filled the soil panicked in his heart, and quickly filled with dozens of shovels of soil, and a big pit was filled.

After everything was done, the sky suddenly became gloomy, and the villagers looked at each other, and their faces were not good.

Seeing this, Zhang Xingguo snorted coldly, stepped forward, stood in front of the newly built tomb, and spoke in a deep voice to the villagers, his voice was full of a sense of righteousness, "I, the fourth-generation patriarch of Zhangjia Village, Zhang Xingguo. Led the whole village of Zhangjia Village 384 people, in today's elimination of the mountain demon here, although there are occasional sacrifices for this, but our village has enjoyed peace since then, then we have no regrets and no complaints. If God has the virtue of a good life, when we understand our intentions, in this world of chaos, demons and evil are in power, we ask for nothing but the word peace. However, the evil demon was born, slaughtered the livestock of my village, and strengthened the blood of the strongman, in order to seek great power, and the warriors of my village bravely came out to destroy the monsters, which is really a great hero. Therefore, in the name of the patriarch, I give all the participants today a tael of silver for each of them. ”

Hearing this, the villagers' faces were immediately full of excitement, especially the people who had contributed just now, they were even more red-faced, raised their heads and chests, and felt very heroic.

At this moment of excitement and inexplicability, a gust of wind came from the mass grave out of nowhere, blowing the fallen leaves on the ground and swirling, the surrounding leaves rattled, and a few thunderbolts faintly rumbled in the sky.

The scene that was still excited and hotly discussed just now was silent for a moment, and everyone looked at Zhang Xingguo.

Zhang Xingguo's face was slightly pale, he looked up at the sky, and nodded calmly, "Well, it's not early, let's go back early, it's time for lunch!"

When everyone heard this, they immediately nodded their heads and agreed, "Yes, yes, it's time for lunch." "There's still a fire burning in my stove, I'm going to go back and see." "I'm eating on the stove, I have to go back early." ”

A group of people hulala followed Zhang Xingguo back to the village, near the entrance of the village, suddenly more than a dozen consecutive thunderbolts hit the woods, just someone looked back, saw this frightened screams, everyone trembled, and turned around to look.

I saw that in the wild forest that was still quiet just now, lightning bolts in the sky slashed down and hit the grave, and the dry autumn leaves in the woodland suddenly burst into flames.

"Mountain...... Wildfires...... There is a mountain fire!" A scream was deafening.

Everyone's faces changed dramatically, in the late autumn winter, the deep mountains are full of fallen leaves, at this time, a little spark, can lead to a fire, the fire caused by the lightning strike, in the blink of an eye, turned into flames, swept the surrounding trees, and plumes of smoke rolled into the sky.