Chapter 100: If You Don't Die, You Won't Die

"Uncle Thirteen, don't mess with the rhythm, okay?"

"If you like, you can go!"

Thinking of Chu Renmei's gloomy blue clothes and miserable white face, Jiang Yang couldn't help but shudder.

What are you kidding, marry her?

Then you might as well kill yourself!

While Jiang Yang and Chen Bo were talking in their hearts, the villagers below were still expressing their opinions.

However, there is little controversy.

Because their opinions are very unanimous, they do not agree to build a tomb for Chu Renmei.

As soon as Jiang Yang heard this, he pulled the village chief to his side and whispered to him: "Village chief, Chu Renmei must be buried in the earth. ”

"Although the villagers are against it, as the head of a village, you should use some prestige at this time and work hard to settle the matter."

The village chief's forehead wrinkled a few times, and his face was embarrassed: "Sir, I'm afraid it's not easy to do, you have also seen it, everyone is swearing and swearing......"

"Oh yes? By the way, I forgot to remind you before, village chief, your Yin Tang is black and full of evil spirits. ”

"I'm afraid it's a sign that you're being targeted by a ghost!"

Jiang Yang said, looking at the village chief with a leisurely look: "You were the one who ordered the lynching, and now that the culprits Bu Wantian and Zhang Xiaosan are dead, I'm afraid you will be next!" ”

These words turned the village chief's face white, and his lips twitched slightly.

Then, turning around, he shouted to the villagers below, "Everyone, be quiet, listen to me!" ”

"Our Huangshan Village has always been based on virtue first, although Chu Renmei has done ugly things, but everyone doesn't need to worry about her."

"Next, in the name of the village chief, I ask everyone to work together to find a place to bury Chu Renmei."

Although the people below still have discussions, they have to admit that the village chief is still quite prestigious.

The crowd gradually quieted down, and only two people ran up, grabbed the village chief and asked, is it really to bury the body?

These two people are Bu Wantian's father and brother.

After they heard the village chief announce that Chu Renmei would be buried, they were immediately unhappy.

That's why I ran up and asked.

The village chief was very resolute: "Lao Bu, this is what Mr. meant, besides, you have also seen that there has been an evil incident in the village." ”

"If you don't do this, everyone will be in danger, and as the head of a village, I have to think about everyone's safety first."

The righteousness that the village chief said was awe-inspiring, but Jiang Yang gave him a blank look.

"Lao Bu, as for the beautiful place where the Chu people are buried, I think I will choose the mountain behind your house."

"No matter what, she is the daughter-in-law of your Bu family after all......"

Although the Bu family was not happy, they saw the resolute face of the village chief and stopped saying anything.

"Ladies and gentlemen, without further ado, every household that can contribute labor will take action, and if it can't, some money will be paid."

Next, the village chief made a brief arrangement.

Then he came to ask Jiang Yang, "Sir, what are the specific requirements for the coffin to be buried?" ”

"With seven feet three."

Jiang Yang replied: "I have my own arrangements later." ”

"But be quick, and do it by tonight!"

The village chief nodded, and hurriedly arranged for someone to go to the town to pick up the coffin, and then organized the digging of the grave.

Jiang Yang and He Laoba followed up the mountain, and these villagers worked very diligently.

And it was quite efficient, and after the place was chosen, they soon got busy with their tools.

It's just that some of the villagers' behaviors shocked Jiang Yang and He Laoba.

Many of them kept spitting in the grave as they dug it.

While spitting, he scolded in his mouth.

What's more, I took off my pants and urinated directly inside......

Jiang Yang heard that many people had been scolding Chu Renmei in their mouths, and they were obviously very disgusted with her.

He Laoba shook his head and said, "Brother Yang, the villagers of Huangshan Village are afraid that they are stunned, and they can't tell right from wrong at all. ”

"If it weren't for the mission, I wouldn't have saved these guys even if I had saved a dog."

Jiang Yang also felt the same way, and when he was resting halfway, many villagers gathered over.

"Sir, can you really clean up Chu Renmei?"

He Laoba pretended to nod profoundly: "Don't worry!" ”

"In that case, I have a request, can I make the beautiful soul of the Chu people fly away and never be reborn?"

Jiang Yang saw that it was a middle-aged uncle who said this, and the hair on his head had almost fallen out. People are thinner and thinner.

"Why do you hate Chu Renmei so much, you must know that the soul is scattered and will never be reborn, and it is the most ruthless kind of ghost."

The small-eyed man sitting on the side spat and said, "Chu Renmei, this slut, ran out to act in a civilized drama and was coquettish, it was so cheap to the extreme!" ”

"That's right, what's even more excessive is that she has to pretend to be high when she comes back, and I just touched her ass that day, and this slut scolded me for being bloody."

"Phew!"

Several men gathered around and chatted unscrupulously.

The content is all about how cheap Chu Renmei is, and how they deal with this slut.

Jiang Yang and He Laoba were speechless when they heard this.

These guys are all LSPs who want to take advantage and have been scolded by Chu Renmei.

Now the collective is whining here.

The main thing is that they are afraid that Chu Renmei will come back to them for revenge.

Therefore, Jiang Yang is asked to be ruthless, and it is best to let Chu Renmei never be overborn.

Jiang Yang nodded on the surface, but he didn't bother to bird them at all.

Xin said that Chu Renmei may be in Huangshan Village, but the men in the village have a big opinion of her.

Who knows, as everyone chatted, several women who brought tea water up the mountain also participated.

They also abused Chu Renmei, saying that the people in the village wanted her to expose her corpse in the wilderness......

He Laoba really couldn't listen to it anymore, and hurriedly shouted for everyone to go to work.

Waiting for the coffin to be delivered, Jiang Yang followed Uncle Chen's words and lit some cinnabar around the coffin.

Then a few runes were drawn on it.

When everything was ready, everyone worked together to lower the coffin to the ground.

Originally, the process was very smooth, but on the way back, there were accidents with two people who were responsible for carrying Chu Renmei's body into the coffin.

These two guys were the two who took the lead in scolding Chu Renmei when they were resting before.

One of them also said that he had touched Chu Renmei's buttocks, which was blatant flirtation.

"Come and see, sir."

"Ma San's tongue is gone."

"Also, Yang Dazhuang's hand, his right hand is broken!"

"Mom, it's scary!"

"Their eyes are dripping blood!"

The crowd was in a mess.

Jiang Yang and He Laoba rushed over, and the two people called Ma San and Yang Dazhuang had already lost their breath.

Blood kept gushing out of his eyes, and his mouth was big, and he looked very scary!

"It's weird, I was fine before, why did I die all of a sudden?"

Jiang Yang looked at the corpses of the two and wondered.

"It must have been something they did while carrying the body."

Chen Bo replied.

Jiang Yang was furious, glared and hurriedly asked the rest of the people, "I ordered you to carry the corpse before, what did you do?" ”

"Let you not be dissatisfied, all behave, are you all deaf?"

A short man whispered back, "Sir, I, I'm doing what you say." ”

"It's just...... It's just that Ma San and Yang Dazhuang are them, they have a soak of urine on the corpse, and they ........."

"Damn, you deserve it!"

When Jiang Yang heard this, he was angry.

If you don't die, you won't die!

These people are really not saved.