Chapter 62: The Informant Liu Erdan
I thought for a moment, then quietly retreated, stuck to the base of the wall, and looked at everything in front of me with cold eyes.
The smell of corpses became stronger and stronger, and the villagers didn't notice anything, but showed an inexplicable excitement, and some even cursed loudly!
"If you want me to say, those stinky bitches have no conscience, if we hadn't bought them back, they would still be living like dogs, and they don't know how to be grateful at all!"
"It's just that we feed them every day and drink them every day, and they don't appreciate it, and they want to come back for revenge, a bunch of stinky bitches with no conscience!"
"Damn it, it's light to kill them!"
"If you can kill them once, you can kill them a second time!"
More and more villagers began to curse, and no one noticed that a string of white lanterns with a faint green light had drifted into the village council compound.
Just when the villagers' emotions reached a peak and they were about to rush out of the village committee to find the five women, the white lanterns exploded.
Dozens of white lanterns burst at the same time, and the pale green yin fire flew like fireflies in every corner of the village committee compound and stained the villagers' bodies.
Even if I shrank in the corner, there was a little bit of yin fire on my body.
The moment the yin fire fell on his body, an inexplicable cold feeling struck, and there was also a wave of anger, which surged almost instantly.
I didn't hesitate, I took the yin needle to pick off the yin fire on my body, and only then did I control the anger.
"The material of the sinister fire is wrong!"
I knew immediately what was going on.
Yin fire is a flame formed by the burning of corpse oil mixed with bone meal and other materials.
As for corpse oil, there are many ways to obtain it, one is to refine it in living body, and the other is to refine it after death.
Let's talk about refining after death, if it is a normal death, the corpse oil refined from this corpse contains the lowest yin qi and resentment.
If it is an unnatural death, such as homicide, suicide, etc., the corpse oil extracted from this type of corpse is considered standard corpse oil.
Most of the time, this kind of corpse oil is used to cultivate and lower the head and make Kuman Tong.
Living refining, on the other hand, is to bake oil while the person is still alive until the person dies.
The corpse oil made in this way, the resentment of the deceased will be sealed in the corpse oil, supplemented by other materials such as bone meal, and burned after the production is completed, which is equivalent to the second injury to the deceased, and the resentment will also reach an extreme.
Once infected by this kind of yin fire, in addition to the rapid decrease of yang energy, it will also make people rise up a desire to destroy, and a little trouble will make people want to kill.
The yin fire floating in the compound of the village committee at the moment was all refined in this way.
"Three babies, what the are you stepping on my feet for, I'll kill you!"
"I'll kill you!"
Almost as soon as the fire fell, some villagers began to fight, and this was just the beginning.
More and more villagers got involved, people began to get hurt, someone was bleeding.
After seeing the blood, the fight began to escalate.
The villagers didn't notice that the door of the village committee was quietly opened, and no one noticed that several blood-covered women quietly came to them and began to kill people.
I leaned against the corner, pretending to be dead, trying not to make a sound.
The village committee compound has now become a slaughterhouse, where the smell of corpses, blood, urine, screams, wails, cries for help, all kinds of smells and sounds are mixed together, like hell.
I trembled uncontrollably, is this what Dongmen Village has ever experienced?
In front of the row of houses in the village committee, the third uncle of the village chief and his second son looked at everything coldly, without any intention of stopping it, but showed a trace of excitement.
It's not that they're excited, it's that something attached to their body is excited, it's anticipation.
I don't understand, what are they excited about, what are they expecting?
The villagers are dead, what good is it for them?
As the slaughter continued, one villager fell, sticky blood mixed in the sand, giving a special texture.
Who the hell is behind the design of all this.
This design is not a sudden idea.
Not to mention anything else, just those yin fires, the corpse oil needed is not a small amount.
And those five female corpses, who have killed so many people and stained so much blood, no one is sure what will become of them.
Will the people who are behind the scenes be able to control them without being backlashed?
I'm getting more and more incomprehensible.
Gradually, the screams became smaller and smaller, the wailing voices became weaker and weaker, and there were fewer and fewer villagers alive.
And after killing so many people, the five women set their eyes on the village chief and others standing in front of the bungalow.
"Your revenge is not over yet, and there are still people alive!"
At this moment, the third uncle of the village chief smiled strangely, stretched out his hand and pointed to the flagpole, and said, "That person is below!" ”
None of the five women moved, and all stared at the village chief with blood-colored eyes.
"Liang Mo, have you forgotten who told the secret and asked those villagers to arrest you?"
"It's Liu Erdan!"
"Didn't you always think that he was the only good person in Dongmen Village?"
"But you know what? The day you escaped, you were the first one he told the truth, if it wasn't for him to tell you you wouldn't have died, and the child in your belly wouldn't have died! ”
The village chief said with a strange emphasis.
When I heard this, my heart thumped.
I thought that there was no such person as Liu Erdan in Dongmen Village, because from beginning to end, Liu Erdan did not appear, but I didn't expect that the village chief would mention Liu Erdan at this time.
"And you, Yingzi, haven't you always been curious, why did your man say that you stole men?"
"It's the second egg, it's him who told your man that he saw you meeting the wild man in the outer village privately!"
"If it weren't for him, how could you have been beaten to death!"
"It's your good brother, and the secret to your man!"
The village chief continued, his gaze on the other woman.
When I heard this, I was completely confused.
There is no need for the village chief to lie, that is, what he says is true.
That Liu Erdan turned out to be an informer.