Chapter Fifty-Four: The Formation of Suspicions
"Patriarch, you have to give an account to the dead children, they can't die in vain. β
"Just shut up. The patriarch's eyes widened, and he stopped the woman who was still chattering.
Looking at the eyes full of hatred and anger on the field, the patriarch sighed, the matter had come to this, he had to express his position, so his eyes instantly became sharp, and said: "Don't worry, the blood of my Miao family village will not be shed in vain, if he is really a murderer, I will settle accounts with him even if I fight for this old life." β
"Well, the patriarch is mighty. β
The crowd was so angry that they all took out their weapons at home, long knives, bows and arrows, iron rods, and nail rakes...... Even the sickle for mowing the grass and the kitchen knife for cooking were held in the hands of everyone, and the momentum was violent, and more than a hundred people rushed towards the place where Yue Zijin was.
If Qinglian didn't notice anything wrong at this time, I'm afraid she would be really stupid, her face was a little ugly, and she said, "Do they think that I will do this? β
β......β
Yue Zijin was silent, and the old man's face had a very complicated expression, which made Qinglian's heart chill for a while, it turned out that even she didn't believe in herself.
"Divine doctor, please hand over the murderer and give us justice. β
"Yes, Divine Doctor, hand over that little demon, and we can let you continue to live here. β
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Outside the house, they were surrounded by everyone, and their faces were full of bitter hatred and anger at the moment, as if they would kill them if they didn't give an explanation. It is not for nothing that the people in the mountains and wilderness are outspoken, especially when they are carried away by anger.
"Everyone, be quiet, I want to ask the divine doctor a few questions?" The patriarch stood up at this time, waved his hand, and there seemed to be sorrow between his eyebrows, stopping the noise of the crowd.
Yue Zijin said lightly: "Ask." β
The patriarch looked at the other party's calm eyes, and panicked for no reason, but still gritted his teeth and asked, "Divine doctor, do you know the demon ...... of your family last night?" Where did the kids go?"
He wished he could hear it from the other party's mouth, but Yue Zijin still said lightly: "I know, he sleeps in the house." β
Even Qinglian looked up at her suddenly, and seemed surprised by this, so she was still on her side.
"You're lying, he ran out and killed someone. β
"You're shielding him. β
The mean-looking woman jumped up again.
"Stupid pig. The patriarch's face changed suddenly, he scolded secretly, looked at Yue Zijin's face, and found that she didn't care, and his heart was a little calm.
But things have become tricky like this, the other party's attitude is there, it is impossible to hand over the demon, and obviously he can't beat the other party, and these people in the village are just delivering food.
The patriarch was very entangled and in a dilemma.
Yue Zijin's eyes were indifferent, he glanced at everyone, and said slowly: "Even if he kills him, then the others are here, I think which of you dares to go up?"
With her eyesight, she could naturally see that the fist marks left on the corpse were obviously from the Qinglian Hall inheritance, so who did it would be clear if she thought about it.
As for why he deliberately left traces, it was nothing more than to see how much status he had in his heart, and whether he was willing to offend him or kill everyone in the village. That's all.
It's naΓ―ve.
Yue Zijin is really becoming more and more disappointed in him, and it is Renzu who she wants to protect, not him. He was just threatening himself with the body of a human ancestor now, which was ridiculous.
I don't know when Yue Zijin has begun to get a little tired of him, tired of why he has occupied the body of Renzu for so long.
"You old witch, you ...... It's disgusting. β
"Let's go up together and kill these evil demons. β
"Uh......"
The mean woman who was still talking, the next moment her throat was pierced by a silver strand of hair, leaving a tiny Confucius, and red blood slowly oozing out.
With a "plop", her eyes widened and she fell to the ground.
"Murder......"
"Murdered...... Run......"
Where have the people seen such a scene, and suddenly their legs became weak, and they scattered like birds and beasts.
Seeing that the shot frightened everyone, Yue Zijin said lightly: "If you want to die, you can give it a try." β
After speaking, he didn't look at everyone, and returned to the house with a cane.
Qinglian's expression was complicated, and she stood for a long time before following into the house.
"Clan...... Patriarch, you said you would call the shots for us. The husband of the dead woman stood up at this time, looked at the patriarch with a blue face, and said only in a promise.
He was frightened just now, his face was still pale, and he couldn't even care about the death of his mother-in-law, and when he spoke, his eyes showed hatred and viciousness, like a poisonous snake.
"Get out!"
The patriarch suddenly slapped him in the face, and everyone was silent, not daring to speak again.
Now that they think about it carefully, they are also afraid, just now they were indeed carried away by anger, they didn't think about anything, they wanted to seek revenge on the other party, and the other party didn't kill them all.
The law of the jungle eats the strong, as a matter of course.
Even the patriarch is afraid of the strong, how can they deal with it, Aunt Zhu has a bad mouth, this time it is considered to have suffered a bitter fruit, and she deserves to die.
As for the matter of avenging the children, no one dared to mention it again.
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Inside the house, Yue Zijin had his back to Qinglian, and his figure was rickety.
"Sister...... Qinglian called softly.
"Don't call me, can you stop being so naΓ―ve in the future. Yue Zijin turned his head and interrupted him coldly, his eyes full of disappointment and annoyance that made Qinglian's heart tingle.
"Could it be...... Do you think I did it?" Qinglian's face was full of incredulity.
"Are you still pretending to be at this time?" Yue Zijin sneered, "It's ridiculous that I always thought you were a good boy, but it turned out that you were just a demon wearing a layer of human skin." β
"I, what's wrong with me?" Qinglian still didn't understand why she was so sure that she did that thing, she obviously didn't, why did she wronged herself?
"You were out there just now helping me. Qinglian said loudly again, a little hysterical.
Yue Zijin sighed and fell silent.
"No, don't be sentimental. She is helping Renzu, helping this body, not you. Ji Jiu's indifferent voice suddenly sounded from Qinglian's heart, as if it came from Jiuyou, and the cold of Sen Sen dispelled the last trace of warmth in Qinglian's heart.
"Don't you think the fist marks left on those corpses are familiar?" Ji Jiu asked again.
"Cooked...... Familiar. Qinglian was stunned for a moment, and when she thought about it carefully, her face showed a little pain, "Because that's what my sister taught me...... Ah......h
Yue Zijin frowned, Qinglian in front of her seemed to have suddenly gone crazy, let out a cry of pain, and then fell to the ground with her head in her arms, her limbs twitching, like a sheep epileptic attack.
"Since you didn't kill those people, then who do you say they will be?" Ji Jiu asked indifferently.
"It's her, she's the one who killed her. β
"Why did she frame me?"