At the same time, the rest of the relatives in the villagers' homes also ran out of the courtyard with frightened and panicked faces.

Aunt Xiang's son Liangliang rushed out of the hospital, and after a fall, he quickly got up, wiped the nosebleed on his face, and shouted: Mom...... Mother...... My dad ......

Aunt Xiang, who was far away on the slope, heard her son's voice, and replied tremblingly: Liangliang, I ...... I'm down the slope, what's wrong with your father?

Liang Liang snorted and cried: My father's face was ...... ...... by Zhuangzi Snatch...... Take it away.

Zhuangzi is a big golden retriever raised by Aunt Xiang's family, and his whole body is snow-white. In order to buy it, Liangliang added a few hundred yuan to the owner of the pet store.

When Liangliang and Aunt Xiang shouted to each other, Aunt Qin's teenage granddaughter, that is, He Weiwa's daughter Fangfang, a little mute who couldn't speak by nature, threw herself into Aunt Qin's arms, pointed in the direction of home, and kept screaming.

Aunt Qin hugged Fangfang, who was full of horror, and asked urgently: Is it your father?

Fangfang nodded "wow", and tears welled up from her eyes. She reached out and compared her face to herself, then slashed her hands apart to create a large object with a "grunt" pig cry from her mouth.

Aunt Qin remembered the terrible dog Yiren face just now, and after two or three strokes of the little granddaughter, a terrifying picture, as if stung by a bee, quickly stabbed into her brain.

"Pig for face?"

Don't say that you have such thoughts, but you haven't even heard of them.

Aunt Qin's family is an expert pig farmer in Shili Eight Villages.

These days, there is an old sow in the family who is about to give birth, and she is afraid of danger, so she and the strange baby have made great efforts to carry the old sow from the backyard to the front yard in order to take care of it.

At this time, a few bold and enthusiastic young men helped Aunt Qin to walk towards her house.

When passing by a sand pile outside Aunt Qin's courtyard, a young man shouted "Zhang Xiaojun", and the rest of the people followed the young man's gaze quickly, and his face was bloodless.

In the not very bright moonlight, a fat pig with white flowers was looking at the people who came with a blank expression. And its face turned out to be Zhang Xiaojun's face.

Suddenly, the fat pig met everyone's dead eyes, walked slowly, and a few strong young men, with an "ah" sound, let go of the hand holding Aunt Qin, and slipped down the slope quickly.

For a while, Aunt Qin's legs were like a few heavy sandbags, her body was weak, her eyes rolled over, and she fell to the ground.

At this time, another older old sow ran out of Aunt Qin's courtyard gate with a swaying head and shaking her ears.

Under the shade of the tree, through the flickering moonlight, Aunt Qin saw that it was her old sow waiting to give birth who ran out, and the pig's face had been replaced by the face of his son He Weiwa.

Two fat-headed and big-eared white-faced pigs swayed to Aunt Qin, arching and biting on Aunt Qin's body like arch food.

"Ahh The heart-wrenching howl kept shouting out from Aunt Qin's mouth.

A few young men who had just left Aunt Qin and fled ruthlessly were full of remorse in their hearts, and gritted their teeth and rushed back to save people.

Although Aunt Qin was rescued, her legs, feet, face and neck had been torn open with several bloody wounds. Blood gushes out like a flooding river.

After a simple bandage for Aunt Qin, several guys felt guilty and slapped themselves three or four times.

A few loud rooster crows, in the village where the ink color cannot be dissolved, sounded heartily, and came at the right time.

As if the seal had been lifted and the shackles had been removed, the crowd had the courage to gather again under the locust tree in my house.

Wang Ruyu sat on the ground, crying and saying: Please ask a few uncles and brothers to do me a favor and go to my house to have a look.

No one answered. A few young men bothered up and wanted to help this poor little daughter-in-law, but when they thought of the tragic scene just now, they were all overshadowed and lowered their heads.

Brother Da Tie held Uncle Erbao, who was leaning on the locust tree, steady, and said weakly: Hurry up...... Call the police.

The third sister hurriedly took out a lock of notes from her pocket, handed it to Brother Da Tie, and said: When Officer Li left yesterday, he wrote me a phone call, saying that if my brother had anything abnormal, he would call him as soon as possible.

The lesser of two evils. Hearing the little fairy sister talk about yesterday's events, everyone seemed to have found a word that was not very frightening, and asked the little third sister one after another.

The third sister crossed her hands, held them in front of her abdomen, and said in a sad voice: Last day, my brother had to run to Shandong, and in desperation, Officer Li and I tied up my brother and carried him on the bed. From yesterday afternoon until about three o'clock this morning, I kept telling him in detail about what had happened in the past 10 years or so. I finally put him to sleep, and I fell asleep, but after a while, I was awakened by the screams of everyone.

Brother Da Tie asked: What about your brother? Who is watching him when you come out?

The third sister smiled wryly: I sprinkled a little sleeping pill in the water I gave him to drink, and it was fine.

It was Liu Xiaoyue, a primary school teacher yesterday, who called the police.

Originally, Brother Da Tie wanted to call the police himself, but after the phone was dialed, he was trembling and couldn't tell clearly.

Helplessly, the villagers woke up Liu Xiaoyue, who had corrected her homework all night and was asleep at the desk.

Liu Xiaoyue's husband went out to work, and her children went to boarding school. The villagers were about to smash the door of her house before she woke her up.

When Liu Xiaoyue asked about the reason for calling the police, the villagers stopped talking.

Simply, she had to go to Uncle Erbao's house in person, and after she escaped with a scream, her face was already distorted and her mouth full of sour juice was spitting out.

In the end, she worked hard, staggered to Brother Da Tie's side, grabbed her mobile phone and shouted: Dead, compare ...... It's worse than yesterday.

Before dawn, the police car with dazzling fluorescent lights and the siren of "Ula Ula" rushed to my house under the locust tree.

This time, four police cars came, and eight police officers and two police dogs came down.

Of the eight police officers, only Officer Li came to our village yesterday. The other three yesterday must have gone to support a neighboring village.

After the group arrived, the villagers quickly gathered around.

The police officers wanted to ask the villagers briefly, but they were dumbfounded.

At this time, a clear voice said: Go inside and have a look.

Everyone looked at the speaker, and it was a male police officer who was about 50 years old, with white temples, calm eyes, dark eyebrows, and a calm expression.

Officer Li glanced at the villagers and said with a smile: "Fellow villagers, this is Qin Hui, the director of our town police station.

The villagers nodded, and when they saw that the director had come in person, their confidence in their hearts had improved a lot.

There are many strong and bold people. The villagers followed closely behind the eight police officers and walked towards Uncle Erbao's house first.