I could see that Su Jiafu didn't believe what I said.

If you don't believe it, once it involves human life, Su Jiafu can't ignore it, he is the spiritual pillar of Su Jiawan.

"I'll talk about this until dawn." Su Jiafu whispered to me and instructed Su Wei and the others: "Go, get a stone slab to cover this well." ”

There are still some building materials piled up at the base of the wall, and I guess that Su Sanqiao built a house and bought it.

After that, we went to Su Youchun's house together.

On the way, Wang Ka learned that Su Wei was born in special forces, and after returning from demobilization, he was going to go to the county public security bureau, but he didn't know what was going on, he refused the organizational arrangement and stayed in Sujiawan as the militia captain.

Su Jiafu introduced me to Su Youchun's family, focusing on his wife.

Su Youchun has been working outside, and he hasn't come back once for a few years, he has a good wife, Zhang Aihua, with a flamboyant personality, extremely coquettish, a very bad reputation, and has an affair with many strong guys in the village, of course, this is all rumors, and no one has any evidence.

Su Youchun's house is in the northeast corner of the village, close to the cool river, and the sound of the river is heard in the distance, and the water vapor is pervasive and damp.

The gate is open, and the courtyard is clear at a glance.

This is not an era when the road is unrelenting, and at night, the doors are still closed, and they will never open the door like this.

The north wind mixed with snowflakes poured into the gate, blowing the dead leaves in the yard.

What attracts people's attention is that in the middle of the courtyard is a large red coffin that seeps people.

Red has always been taboo at funerals, especially this dazzling red color.

Su Jiafu was also stunned, he didn't expect Zhang Aihua to put such an unlucky coffin in the yard, and asked Su Wei, "What's the matter?" ”

Su Wei's face was ugly, and he said: "I don't know, it stands to reason that it is impossible for such a big object to enter the village without anyone paying attention, and Zhang Aihua can't do it alone." ”

This matter is full of weirdness, I said: "Uncle Fu, let's not care how the red coffin came from, let's see if there is a corpse inside." ”

"Yes, that's right, Weizi, open it and take a look." Su Jiafu kept burying people during this time, burying him so much that he was so tired that he was afraid to die.

Because there were no coffin nails, the four big men could easily move the thick coffin board away as soon as they exerted their strength.

Su Wei screamed, he had also experienced the rain of bullets, and he was scared like this.

Seeing that Su Wei's face was different, Su Jiafu walked over to take a look, and he was also surprised.

"What's wrong?" There should be something in the red coffin, otherwise, it would be impossible for a few people to be scared like this, I asked loudly.

"This can't be, it can't be, how could this happen?" Su Jiafu's face was ugly, shocked and angry.

There was a faint smell of corpses, and I looked inside, and there was an old man with a mutated head, his face collapsed, apparently caused by a heavy object.

The young strong man next to him threw up as soon as he turned his head, and the others whispered, I heard it very clearly, this old man in a black shroud turned out to be the hero of the afternoon funeral procession, wasn't he buried in Nanshan?

Wangka and I looked at each other, a man who should have been lying in the tomb, but appeared here, who is not afraid?

Wangka leaned into my ear and whispered, "Stone, your hometown is not simple, so many disasters happened in one night, we have to be careful." ”

I ignored him, and Su Wei asked a young man to go to Zhang Aihua's room to check.

The man kicked open the door and walked in, only to hear a scream.

We turned our heads and saw that we didn't know what was happening, but the man was halfway into the house, his lower body still standing outside the door, as if something had cut him in two.

"Ergui, what's wrong with you?" Su Wei ran over and shouted at Su Ergui.

Su Ergui screamed like the roar of a demon, that kind of hellish torture, ordinary people looked at it, and suddenly felt that the soul was in danger, and he shouted: "Viagra, don't come here, there is a knife at the door." ”

Su Wei is also a knowledgeable person, as soon as he heard it, he stopped at the door in an instant, and slowly checked it carefully with the miner's lamp, the miner's lamp he was holding was several times brighter than the flashlight in my hand, and there was a silver thread as thin as silk in the light, and a silver ray flashed from time to time, just in his waist, Su Ergui shouted a little later, and he would follow in Su Ergui's footsteps.

I also leaned over to take a look, this is a kind of thing similar to a wire knife, the big black sky, it will not be noticed at all, just touch it with my hand, and a bloody hole will be cut on my finger, which shows how sharp it is.

"Third uncle, this is Miao Jiang's silver mangsi, someone deliberately stopped at the door. I think our enemy must have found him. Su Wei looked at Su Jiafu solemnly, carefully untied the silver silk tied to the iron nail, and suddenly shrank into a small ball of silver wire.

No other dangers were found, so we gathered around Su Ergui.

Su Ergui was angry, but he still didn't die, his internal organs, bones, and skin were cut in two, and blood flowed all over the ground, what kind of painful torture is this, only Su Ergui himself knows in his heart, and begged Su Jiafu: "Fifth master, beg for ...... Please, give it to me...... Give me a good time, I hurt so much. ”

Su Ergui died so miserably that he couldn't bear to look at it directly.

Su Jiafu nodded, Su Wei pulled out a black military dagger from his waist and stabbed it into Su Ergui's heart.

No one spoke, and the room was eerily quiet.

Since Yinmangsi appeared here, according to the reasoning of height, it is reasonable for Zhang Aihua to have her neck cut off, and her first death scene is here.

"Weizi, go, call a few more people, carry Uncle Gen's coffin, and go to Nanshan." Su Jiafu didn't dare to wait until dawn, for fear that there would be other variables.

After Su Wei left, Su Jiafu took us to the ancestral hall of Sujiazhuang to get a coffin, found a woman with a big needle on the sole of the shoe, and sewed Su Ergui's two bodies together with white thread.

No one did this kind of work, so Su Jiafu sent the task to me to stitch up the dead body, and for the first time, I experienced that the back of my spine was wet with cold sweat.

In a hurry, Su Ergui's mother-in-law, who was crying and red-eyed, found a new set of clothes, changed Su Ergui, wrapped it in white silk, put it in a black coffin, and carried it to Nanshan in a majestic manner.

Originally, I thought it would be dawn before I arrived in Nanshan.

Now, I am also nervous in my heart, and I am more anxious than Su Jiafu.

Su Laogen's body suddenly ran back from Nanshan, someone must have been playing tricks.

It is not difficult to imagine that my mother's grave is estimated to be doomed.

Damn thieves, digging people's ancestral graves, is more hateful than the hatred of killing one's father and taking one's wife, which is a detrimental detriment to yin morality.

The swarthy Nanshan Mountain is like a huge stone ox lying between the mountains, shrouded in a dark night like thick ink, and extremely depressed.

It was snowing and the road was slippery.

When I crossed the stone bridge, I saw a little ghost fire floating on the surface of the river, like countless small lanterns, and I couldn't hear the sound of water.

Suddenly, the big red coffin of Cheng Su Laogen slammed a few times, and the hemp rope with thick fingers broke together, and the big red coffin smashed heavily on the stone bridge, splashing all the water.