ChineseSkinning was carried out in the courtyard, and it was Lao Wang who was skinned, and as we expected, it was a young woman with a pale face who was skinned.

Lao Wang knelt on the ground, with a triangle iron stuck behind him, and fixed his whole body to it, and when we entered, the young woman was cutting his tongue.

In the cold winter, the young woman has very few clothes on her body, sweatshirts and jeans, this dress is not like winter, but like autumn.

Lao Wang is not dead yet, and when he saw us, his body twisted a few times, and his eyes were full of pleading.

"Widow Cao?" Widow Wang took a step forward and asked tentatively. The young woman turned around, looked at us fixedly, and nodded slowly.

"Go on!" The widow made a gesture of please, took a step back, and assumed the posture of watching the play.

Lao Wang let out a sound of ah-ah from his throat, shook his head eagerly, and the wire around his neck sank in, making Lao Wang's eyes bulge outward.

Widow Cao turned around, compared the cone in her hand, and stretched out to Lao Wang's mouth again. Lao Wang's mouth is inserted with four thick needles for sewing sacks, two horizontally, stretching the lips, and two longitudinally, stretching the lips up to form a square.

So every time Lao Wang moved, it was a pain in his heart. The cone is different from the ordinary one, the head part is like a knife, it is a flat head, about half a centimeter below the flat head, it is a hook shape, and after sticking in, it just hooks Lao Wang's tongue.

Widow Cao is very skillful in her hands, it seems that this is not the first time she has done this kind of thing, and she pulled and stretched out Lao Wang's tongue.

Widow Cao tilted her head to look at Lao Wang, walked around behind Lao Wang from the front, leaned into his ear and said

"Back then, the village chief, you criticized me by name on the village radio, saying that I was morally corrupt, do you remember this?" This is the first time Widow Cao has spoken, her voice is very brittle, and there is a kind of magnetism, just listening to the voice, it can make people's hearts itch!

Lao Wang shook his head excitedly, and the wire was tightened.

"You remember, don't you?" The crisp voice had a hollow tone, but the cone thrust down sharply at this time, penetrating Lao Wang's tongue.

Lao Wang's eyes opened in an instant, covered with bloodshots, and from his throat came out a wail similar to a beast's roar.

"Don't worry, what did you do to me back then, I will return it little by little!" Widow Cao muttered softly, but her hand did not stop, she changed the cone and lifted it up, and moved her head sideways with a sharp rubbing, and soon cut a gap in Lao Wang's tongue, and bright red blood dripped out.

None of us moved, and Lao Wang really lied. If the villagers' message only pushed Widow Cao into the abyss, then Lao Wang's villager broadcast completely pushed Widow Cao into the abyss, and tied a big stone to Widow Cao's body, making her fall into it forever.

The cone was still cutting, and soon Lao Wang's tongue was cut off. The moment his tongue broke, Lao Wang's head struggled forward, and then he drooped down and fainted.

Widow Cao didn't stop, and moved along Lao Wang's chin, drawing circles on his face, the purpose was very simple, she wanted to peel off Lao Wang's face.

"Ahh Lao Wang was woken up by pain, and after a whimper came out of his throat, his face was completely removed.

However, compared to Xie Youcai, Lao Wang was much less tortured, and when the taper was nailed into his eyebrows, his head was crooked and he lost his breath.

We looked at everything coldly from beginning to end, Lao Wang has a way to die, and it is not clear how many bad things the Zou brothers have done, but one thing is certain, Lao Wang's role in it is very disgraceful, and I even have some suspicions that many of the things that the Zou brothers did were instructed by Lao Wang.

Widow Cao's technique is very neat, peeling skins and digging bones, just like Xiaoping in Dongping Village, if there is no connection between the two, I don't believe it myself.

So this time, we can't retreat, but find the person behind the scenes who directs it all. This kind of thing can be one or the other, the first two times, we can still make an excuse, saying that the ghosts and gods have appeared and come back to take revenge, if it happens for the third time, there is no way to explain it.

How can there be such a coincidental thing in this world, three times before and after, the same method, the same thing taken away, and even the same excuse, a discerning person will know what is going on at a glance!

If the third skinning incident happens, I can be sure that Gao Laosan will definitely come, and with our relationship with the craftsman, Gao Laosan will use us as scapegoats at the first time.

After putting the skin and eyebrows in place, and putting the cone in her breast pocket, Widow Cao stood up, her face without sorrow or joy, and walked out with empty eyes.

We took a step back, Widow Cao's state has said it all, someone is controlling her behind her back.

Seeing Widow Cao walk out of the courtyard and walk out along the path between the villages, Widow Wang couldn't stand it anymore and said to Xu Laofu

"Go for a drive!" Xu Laofu didn't say a word, turned his head and ran. Widow Cao's speed is very fast, her long legs are very big, and every step carries a sense of rhythm, following her, obviously she can keep up, but it brings people a sense of depression.

Fortunately, Xu Laofeng drove up to catch up, and after getting in the car, we were much more relaxed, but Widow Cao didn't stop, and still maintained the inherent rhythm and walked out.

Unlike other villages, Da Niu Zhuang is divided into two parts, the front village is more populous, and more than four-fifths of the residents in the village are here.

There are few people in the back village, and the houses are very scattered, often in an alley, there are only one or two people. After arriving in the back village, Widow Cao entered and walked towards a dilapidated house with lights on.

The gate of the courtyard was ajar, and Widow Cao slammed into it, walked to the innermost, and opened the door to enter. We got out of the car and followed.

The house is not a good house, highlighting a sense of dilapidation, as if there has been no owner for a long time, the key is that the chimney is not smoking, and the light in the house is a little wrong.

The light is not the color of a normal light, but a halo of yellow, and it shakes from time to time, which is candlelight, not light.

When we entered the house, a faint smell of blood came out.

"I'll take the head!" I took the widow by the hand, gave her a look, and walked ahead. The moment I pushed open the bedroom door, three faces came into my eyes, and I was stunned.

There are three women's faces, one is Xiaoping, the other is Widow Cao, and the other one, which I am familiar with, is Xiaowei who was kidnapped by the Taoist priest of Xiamaozong.

"Xiaowei?" When I came back to my senses, I exclaimed. Xiaowei raised her head and looked at me indifferently, on her face, I didn't see a trace of familiarity, those eyes were full of coldness, looking at me was no different from looking at a stranger.

Hearing me call out the name Xiaowei, Widow Wang and Xu Laofu were also stunned, and they knew about the matter between Zhao Liang and Xiaowei.

"Xiaowei?" I took a step forward and called again, and Xiaowei looked at me in confusion, and her indifference faded into a trace of hesitation.

I breathed a sigh of relief, there is still a play, Xiaowei doesn't recognize me!

"Who are you? Why do I feel familiar with you? The next moment, Xiaowei spoke. I'm a little happy, as long as there is a sense of familiarity, Xiaowei hasn't completely forgotten me.

I will know why I feel a familiar smell in Xiaoping and Widow Cao, who have a similar smell to Xiaowei.

"I'm your brother!" I took a deep breath and whispered.

"Brother?" Xiaowei's brow locked, and she fell into the memory. I held my breath and looked at Xiaowei worriedly.

Xiao Wei has always been in the hands of the Taoist priest of the Xia Mao Sect, and looking at her current appearance, it is obvious that she has almost been refined.

It stands to reason that the Taoist priest of the Xia Mao Sect should take Xiao Wei with him at this time, but looking at Xiao Wei's appearance, she has obviously regained her freedom.

The things of the past two days should have been done by Xiaowei herself. I'm curious, where did that inferior sect go?

I was still analyzing, Xiaowei suddenly held her head, staggered two steps, and kept repeating the same sentence in her mouth

"Who am I, who am I?" With Xiaowei's mutation, Xiaoping and Widow Cao also had abnormalities, the two of them held their heads, let out a roar from their throats, and their bodies staggered.

"Xiaowei?" I was a little anxious, and took a step forward, but the widow grabbed me and didn't let me come forward.

"Ahh Xiaowei screamed at this time, her originally dark eyes were full of blood, and she howled like crazy and rushed to the window.

With a bang, Xiaowei rushed out, followed by Xiaoping and Widow Cao, frantically following.

Seeing this, I can be sure that there is definitely something wrong with that Taoist priest! But this would not be the time to think about that, and I immediately followed.

Rushing out of the courtyard, the figures of Xiaowei and the three disappeared to the northeast. To the northeast of the village is a small forest, beyond which is the earth, and beyond that is the highway.

The terrain in front is very complicated, the car must not pass, the snow in the ground is very thick, some places are frozen firmly, some places are not frozen, the car can not get in at all, we can only fall one foot deep and one foot shallow in front of the figure.

After nearly ten minutes of following, the three figures crossed a low bridge and disappeared from view once more.

When we came to the bottom of the low bridge, we heard the sound of the wind and a looming cry.

At this time, it was completely dark, and it was an exaggeration to say that you couldn't see your fingers, but it would be difficult to continue looking.

"Brother, keep looking, the two of us are fine!" I tried to persuade them not to follow, but the widow rushed past me.

Xu Laofu didn't say anything, but followed the widow Wang silently. I didn't say anything, I wrote it down.

After crossing the low bridge and crossing the highway, there was a white expanse in front of me, and I could vaguely see a figure in front of me.

At this time, how can I take care of so much, I can only catch up. It's still a big snow shell, you can't break it at all, which piece is frozen, which piece is empty, often one foot down, half of the leg is sunken.

Chasing people in this kind of environment is not fast at all. And the figure in front of us seems to be deliberate, keeping a good distance from us, always allowing us to see a trace of shadow, so as not to lose it.

By now, it's clear to me that there's something wrong with this, and we've probably been led into a trap. Just as I was about to give up on a steep slope, there was a patch of orange-yellow lights in front of me, and houses of varying heights, and a village in front of me, and the figure disappeared into the village.

I said as I panted on my legs

"Sister, brother-in-law, I'll go in first, if it's okay, I'll give you both a letter!"

"Okay!" They thought about it for a moment and agreed. From here, about two hundred meters from the village, I breathed a sigh of relief as we stepped out of the earth and climbed the slightly broken path.

The rural areas in the northeast are often separated by more than ten miles, with various names, including villages, brigades, and villages, all of which are different.

So when I saw the village in front of me, I didn't think much about it, but one thing is certain, the village that the three entered will not be simple.

"Keep in touch at all times!" Widow Wang took out her mobile phone and sent me a voice message. I answered, nodded to the two of them, and walked forward.

The village was broken, the roads were broken, the houses were of different heights, the roads were bumpy, and the lights varied, from flickering candles to hazy oil lamps, to the orange-yellow glow of electric lights.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but since I entered the village, I had a strange sense of familiarity, as if I had been here before.

"Hey!" As I walked cautiously forward, I was suddenly tapped on the shoulder. Cat flutter Chinese