Chapter Twenty-Three: The Dispute over the Funeral of Makino (Part I

When you are in the field, you have some things and have a headache, so you can write half of it first, and make up for the other half at noon.

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For us, there may be such a thing, but it will not last long.

As Ma Yiao said, we don't need to be responsible for other people's lives.

And at the moment, we still have a lot of troubles, all kinds of anxiety, so we really can't think about it too much, and after turning around, we don't think about it anymore and continue to move forward.

Seeing the small village, we walked along the village road and soon arrived at a small town.

In the town, I went to buy cigarettes under the pretext of talking to the boss in a commissary, and learned that this place was still in Leshan, but there was some distance from Emei Jinding.

The two of them ate some hot food nearby, and then Ma Yiao took me to the field, used the mud, redressed myself, and found that there was a signal, and immediately called Li Hongjun to talk to him about Su Chengzhi.

When Li Hongjun heard the news from us on the way, he immediately took a breath of cool air and said that he would immediately notify the local authorities and let them deal with it in a timely manner.

In addition, he will also report the news that Su Chengzhi is not dead.

It's a scary thing.

Fortunately, the southern province is a forward base to prevent the introduction of Huangquan, and the official force is relatively strong, as long as there is enough attention to this matter, there should be a very good deal with it.

Then we turned around and left, not staying long in the land of right and wrong.

Two days later, we arrived in Xinxiang City, Central Plains Province.

A lot of things have happened in the middle, first of all, the rivers and lakes are shaking, everyone is happy and worried about the appearance of the night reunion, some people feel that the night reunion is very likely to become the "Ranger Alliance" of the night walkers, and can form a kind of industry self-discipline for its night walkers, so that it may be able to form a positive and effective development trend, while the other part of the people are pessimistic, feeling that this is intensifying the contradictions, quickly dividing the two ethnic groups that are not very harmonious, and creating hatred.

Others feel that this is likely to anger the authorities, leading to the enactment of stricter rules and regulations that restrict the behavior of the entire world......

There are all kinds of speculations, and the name of the night resumption meeting was hit out all of a sudden, and everyone in the whole country was in danger, shouting "The wolf is coming".

The wolf is really coming.

After the appearance of the Emei Golden Dome at the Night Resumption Meeting, the rivers and lakes looked very calm on the surface, but the undercurrent was surging in private, and countless people with ideas, ambitions and calculations in their hearts were in series, and the conflicts that occurred in various places were large-scale, and there were even many murders.

Some of these things are led by the Night Resumption Meeting, and some are simply people blindly following the trend, in short, overnight, it seems that everything has changed.

And what shocked the rivers and lakes the most was the Yanzipo tragedy.

Su Chengzhi, the former Bao Zhilin who sold Yucan's lineage, actually took action after the death, in order to fight for Neidan, tortured and killed all the family members of a nightcrawler, and deprived people of the matter of Neidan, I don't know why, suddenly spread throughout the rivers and lakes of western Sichuan, and then under the guidance of people with a heart, many neutral nightcrawlers were panicked, feeling that this incident marked the attitude of some left-wing people, which was gradually taking shape.

And such forces are constantly increasing, and even have a dominant trend.

In order to protect themselves, many people began to huddle together to keep warm, and even chose to join the night reunion with a somewhat bad reputation......

We heard about this incident when we were on the train, and Li Hongjun asked with a skeptical tone whether it had been spread from us.

Naturally, we categorically denied it, but after hanging up the phone, we felt an inexplicable cool air appear in our bodies.

The reason why this matter has spread all over the southwest and caused a stir is naturally a promoter, as the official Tianji Department, it is natural to know the meaning behind this matter, and it stands to reason that it should be impossible to publicize it everywhere, and Ma Yiao and I have been busy in the past two days, and we don't know about this matter at all, so the most suspicious ones are probably Su Chengzhi and his two escaped subordinates.

Why did Su Chengzhi promote himself so much to the outside world?

Shouldn't this kind of thing be as secretive as possible?

Why do you still take the initiative to publicize it and make it boil everywhere?

At first, I didn't understand it, but it wasn't until Ma Yiao reminded me that Su Chengzhi was very likely to have a close connection with Huang Quanyin.

The thief shouted to catch the thief.

Using high-pressure terror to provoke contradictions in the rivers and lakes, and then intimidating the neutrals, carrots and sticks, this is actually very effective for many people.

It is foreseeable that in the near future, the Night Reunion will develop by leaps and bounds.

In this context, Ma Yiao and I arrived in Xinxiang, a beautiful city with a long history.

As one of the birthplaces of the ancient civilization of the Chinese nation, Xinxiang, also known as Muye, Jiang Shangwei River fishing, Bigan dissecting the heart and loyalty, encircling Wei to save Zhao, Zhang Liang assassinating Qin, the battle of Guandu, and the Chenqiao Mutiny all originated from here, full of a strong historical atmosphere, after the two arrived, they found a place casually, ate a bowl of Hu spicy soup, and made a big bowl of Yuanyang braised noodles to fill their stomachs, and then according to the address given by Yongxiang Zen Master, they found the door.

It is a small village located on the outskirts of the city, it is a large family, the house is very magnificent, but there is a mourning hall at the door, blowing and blowing, and there are many people wearing white filial piety clothes kneeling in front of the spirit, crying and crying, very "lively".

For some safety reasons, after we came to the door, we did not try to contact it immediately, but observed the periphery for a long time.

When it was time to set up the banquet in the afternoon, Ma Yiao and I came to the front of the mourning hall and looked at the photos in front of the coffin.

After the red candle, the portrait is an ordinary middle-aged man.

The following name is exactly the same as what Zen Master Yongxiang told us.

Here it is, indeed.

After we confirmed, we turned around to find someone to find out, but at this moment, a child suddenly appeared next to us and asked, "Who are you?" ”

I was stunned for a moment, turned around, and looked at the little boy in filial piety clothes, he was about seven or eight years old, tiger-headed, with a scar on his face, and was looking at us with a puzzled expression.

Ma Yiao reacted quickly and said: "We are friends of Lei Danong, I heard that he had an accident, come and see-who are you?" ”

The child heard, "oh", and said, "I'm his grandson." ”

Ma Yiao asked, "What's it called?" ”

The child spoke: "Thunder." ”

After that, he was going to go outside to call the adults over, but I stopped him and said no need, we just came over to have a look, and then left, no need to be so troublesome.

The child nodded, sensibly went to fetch two sticks of incense, handed them to me and Ma Yiao, and then left.

Ma Yiao and I put a stick of incense on the deceased and were about to leave, but as soon as we walked outside, a large group of people with various farm tools surrounded us.

The person at the head, who was a little similar to the deceased on the portrait, held up the dung fork in his hand and roared angrily: "Who are you sneaky? ”

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