Although the perpetrator was a master of the masters, no matter how fast he moved, he did not dodge the column of blood that spurted out of the deceased's chest before he died. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Wushuang walked farther and farther, and the bloodstains on the ground became less and less obvious, and when the bloodstains on the ground finally disappeared, Wushuang looked up and saw that the temporarily beaten house in front of him was a little familiar. Isn't this Liao Laosi's mourning hall?

"Xiaobai?" At this moment, Xiaobai was standing in front of the mourning hall waiting for the master, this little beast had a very smart nose, especially sensitive to things with heavy yin qi and heavy blood.

Wushuang was suspicious in his heart, was it him? Probably not? Last night, I had clearly sprinkled raw glutinous rice beside him, and it stands to reason that if he really cheated the corpse, it would be impossible for him to get up and walk out of the coffin. But the bloodstains are obviously gone here, which is ironclad evidence.

Wushuang hesitated, if it was really Liao Laosi's corpse, then he would definitely not be able to tell outsiders, because Liao Laosi was highly respected during his lifetime, and his identity in the three mountains and nine villages of Miaojiang was extremely special, even if he killed a few of his own clansmen, it was not a big deal, after all, this is Miaojiang, they are autonomous, and the power of life and death of the clansmen in the village is in the hands of Lao Si.

But in order to confirm his guess, Wushuang still lifted the curtain and broke into the mourning hall for the second time.

The ever-bright lamp in the mourning hall was flickering, and it was quiet inside, only Liao Laosi fell calmly in the coffin, and his complexion was still the same as when he saw it last night, basically unchanged.

"Hiss......" Wushuang smacked his lips and walked to Liao Laosi's coffin and looked down, the soles of the cloth shoes that Liao Laosi was wearing were covered with dust, he scraped the dust with his fingers, and found that the soles of the shoes were stained with blood.

He hurriedly took two steps back and drew his dagger, was it really him?

No, the sky outside is getting brighter just now, although the sun has not yet come out, but the rooster has crowed several times, even if it is a big dumpling, it will definitely have to avoid this hour.

It's strange, Liao Laosi has such a noble identity, it's like a soil emperor of one side, there are always eight spiritual guards at the door? Why didn't you see any of them when you came in just now?

Just as he was thinking wildly, he suddenly felt a yin wind coming behind him, and Wushuang subconsciously raised his hand and stabbed behind him with a short knife!

"Huh, is that you?" Wushuang shouted, quickly recovering eighty percent of his strength, but the dagger was already on the neck of the man behind him, and the sharp blade had already left blood marks on his neck, but fortunately he reacted quickly.

The other party may not have expected that this seemingly inconspicuous Northeast ruffian would be so fast, and he was also frightened by Wushuang's sudden reaction. He stood there and didn't resist.

With a grunt, the man swallowed his saliva, it was too scary, as long as Wushuang reacted slowly for a moment, the sharp short knife in his hand would probably have cut his throat open and bled open.

"You...... You're open to the knife!" Shi Bo stammered.

"Shi Laosi, it seems that you should explain to me why you are here first, right?" Wushuang was very vigilant, he didn't notice anyone in the mourning hall when he came in just now, why did this guy suddenly appear behind him?

"Little boy, I should ask you this, right? You still sue me first? Let me ask you, did you kill the people outside?" Shi Bo asked.

"Hmph! Shi Laosi is really good at acting! You'd better not move, I don't have a weight in my hand, it's not good for you to be injured by mistake." The short knife in Wushuang's hands was held tighter, and the frightened Shi Bo hurriedly leaned his neck back, and then was forced out of the mourning hall by Wushuang step by step.

Outside the mourning hall, housewarming and Liao Hai also rushed over with people, and hurriedly came up to persuade them when they saw this posture.

"Shi Laosi, tell me in front of everyone, why did you appear in the mourning hall?"

A group of people in Jin Mingzhai surrounded Wushuang with bows and arrows, and the arrows were already aimed at his head, as long as Wushuang dared to hurt Shi Bo, it was estimated that Wushuang would have to be shot into a sieve.

"I don't need to explain to you a Han person, this is Miao Jiang, and I can't allow you to go wild here! The sea? How did you do this old boss?" Shi Bo saw that his subordinates had already arrived, and he also had confidence, and he questioned the cowardly Liao Haidao.

"Brother Wushuang, forget it, it's not good for anyone to make a big fuss, maybe it's a misunderstanding, put down the knife quickly, don't hurt anyone. Liao Hai hugged Wushuang and dragged him back.

"Okay, okay, let's all disperse, it's okay, it's okay, let's get ready, we're going to hold a sacrifice in a while, and then we're going to bury my grandfather." Liao Hai said in a round game.

"It's okay, the sea, a person has died in our Jin Mingzhai, you say it's okay, it's okay?" Shi Bo asked Liao Hai aggressively, and Liao Hai retreated behind the housewarming.

At this time, it happened that the two brothers of the Ma family also rushed over.

These two people have always been at odds with Jin Mingzhai, pointing their noses and scolding him, and there are people over there, not to mention that this is Mingyue Village after all, not his Jin Mingzhai's territory, Shi Bo had no choice but to give up and leave.

It stands to reason that this matter is over, in the minority villages, the death of a person is actually not a big deal, but Wushuang is worried, I am afraid that there is another master hidden in this Mingyue Village, he has an intuition, the murderer is definitely not Liao Laosi, because he saw very clearly just now that the pair of cloth shoes with blood on the soles of the shoes were not the pair he saw last night, that is to say, someone borrowed Liao Laosi's corpse to transfer the bag.

But now that there are people around, it's not easy for Wushuang to say it directly, even if you want to catch it, I'm afraid the murderer has already taken advantage of the chaos to escape.

But this person is a hard stubble, one move can pull off the head of a living person, how much strength is that? I'm afraid that if it really starts, even Na Xiu and Bai Su may not be his opponents. It seems that it is still unknown who will kill the deer.

Liao Laosi's funeral was very solemn, at 4 o'clock in the morning, all the guests gathered in front of the mourning hall and stood solemnly. Everyone An Zhuji successively sent a glutinous rice noodle dumpling, and Wushuang didn't know what it meant. After eating, everyone cleans their hands with rootless water, and then the most respected person in the cottage reads out the sacrificial words, that is, the deeds of Liao Laosi's life, naturally, of course, this work is not allowed to be handed over to the housewarming to do, because there is no Gu woman in Mingyue Village.

After the sacrificial speech was read, several young men brought four kinds of domestic animals, cattle, sheep, pigs and chickens, to be slaughtered. This custom has its roots in ancient legends and historical relics. According to Ren Fang's "Shu Wei Ji" volume, the famous tribal leader of the Miao ancestors, Chi You, was described by the ancient folk as the appearance of a cow, "the vulgar cloud (Chi You) body cow hooves...... Qin and Hanjian said: Chi You's sideburns are like swords and halberds, and there are horns on his head. This proves that the cow has a special relationship with the Miao ancestors. "Road History, Postscript IV: The Biography of Chiyou" also said that after Chiyou's death, "the head of a cow is not used to sacrifice Chiyou", which proves that there is a custom of sacrificing cattle in history.