Chapter 682: Villagers on the Run
"Got it?" I said to Wang San.
At this moment, Wang San's face was full of shock.
So there was no talk.
"Okay, let's focus after talking for so long, in case I miss something, don't forget what our mission is this time!" Xigui said encouragingly to everyone.
"At the moment we are searching for any clues around, after all, what we need most now is to find out where the village chiefs are! It is possible that the villagers are being organized to burn at the stake! ”
But now it's late afternoon. In the afternoon, the sky was whiter, and the white sun was as hot as a blazing fire. The roads leading to Dazhai Village are white everywhere. At this point we seem to smell a scent. The strong smell and the scorching sun were so strong that we felt a little suffocated as we drove and couldn't help but close the window doors.
"What the hell is going on? Is there something going on somewhere? Take a look! Xigui suggested to us.
After a while, a man ran from a distance. Wave at us.
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"So we drove over to find out what was going on, and it was much better than wandering around like a fly without a head."
"He seemed to be weak, and it was obvious that he had come all the way through the whole process.
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"Are you from Village A, excuse me? What's the matter with being in such a hurry? Do you know what has been going on in this village lately, what have they been doing lately, and where do they usually appear? I asked the villager a lot of questions.
"There are memorial activities, and people are used to pay tribute. It's held almost every month, and this time it's held twice for some reason, and today the person who paid the memorial ...... Arrested my wife and took her to pay respects, saying that she colluded with foreign parties to harm the interests of the village.
Now I guess they've killed me. They are also planning to cut down the grass and eradicate the roots, I don't know if it is the village chief or someone else, I feel that someone in the village wants to kill everyone step by step.
"But just now, just now I ran out alive and dead, they have been chasing me, and now I have decided to call the police, and I don't dare to go back, because I will be arrested and sacrificed if I go back. The person who presided over the memorial was my second uncle, who didn't know anything, but he couldn't help me. I might as well die, why am I alive! At this point, the villager crouched down and began to cry.
"Don't worry, you take us over immediately, we will get justice for you, you just need to provide us with clues and assist us in our investigation. That's what we're here for. As I spoke, I took out my ID and showed it to him. ”
"You're cops, good! I cooperate with you. "I saw a hint of viciousness in the eyes of this villager, and it flashed.
Picking up the villager, we watched as he showed the way and moved on.
"Tell us everything you know. I said to him. ”
"As soon as I heard about the preparation of the memorial today, I wondered how it was possible to have another memorial after the memorial just half a month ago, and along the way, everyone who went to the memorial was reluctant to speak, willing to bury their heads, or look at the sky, and then kept wiping their faces and necks with their hands, sleeves or tissues. It's hot after all. Only footsteps were heard, not even a hint of wind.
Each person expresses his or her reverence for life in his or her own unique way. The living were properly settled, but none of the lives buried in the village were recovered.
The memorial service begins at 2 p.m. in the afternoon. In that white sunshine, standing in a large open space below, everyone mourned in silence, bowed, and wept. No one can control themselves.
A thin man. Medium height, pale complexion, kind face, everywhere written his dedication and yearning for life, this is our village chief. He was standing under the sun and preparing to light a torch.
An old gray-haired father sits on a plastic stool with a cane in his hand, and several women stand beside him. He cried and spoke, and the cane struck the ground once, and I couldn't hear his words, I couldn't understand his pain, and I couldn't bear his sorrow. And the women who stood beside him did not persuade him, and let him be sad, but their faces were dazed, and their faces were full of tears, and they were stunned. This man is the old father of our village chief. He grieved every time he sacrificed, and perhaps he had long since become unaccustomed to the way he dealt with what was happening in the village.
Then another woman appeared in the crowd, at first hiding her face and weeping, then crying loudly, and finally kneeling in the direction of her home. Many people tried to persuade her and help her, but she wept and wept, or she was clumped to the ground, unwilling to get up. Later I learned that her daughter had been falsely accused of adultery with outsiders and burned at the stake a year earlier, and finally committed suicide in humiliation. ”
Her name is Yunxiu, and last year, in order to build a beautiful house for her daughter and make her family's life better, she and her husband worked as migrant workers in the city all year round. On the day his daughter was victimized, she learned the bad news from the phone, but it was too far away from home, and it would take time to take a fast bus. "
"I don't know, what did she think of before she knew what was really going on? However, when she saw the body of her daughter with her own eyes, and gave her the place of sacrifice in the village where she was born, one day disaster befell her family, I don't know, what did she think? ”
In this disaster, people who have lost loved ones like her occupy a relatively large part. A college student who has just been admitted to university, one day suddenly slandered him by cruel villagers for no apparent reason, and he has spread his wings towards his dream. "But it has been a long time since I was spared the sacrificial activities in the village. In the spicy sunshine, the sad person's hair was wet, her clothes were wet, and no one could persuade her, so she couldn't kneel for a long time. In her opinion, if she didn't go out to earn money, her daughter wouldn't die, and this idea made her unable to forgive herself for the rest of her life. ”
A woman in her sixtieth year, standing in the middle of the crowd, leaning on crutches, weeping faintly and calling a person's name. She may or may not be from this village. She was crying for her sister, sister, or other loved ones. Next to her stood a mother with a small child on her back, and the mother held her hand and persuaded her not to cry, because crying broke her body, who raised the child. There were two little girls, right next to the old man, watching her cry.
Then he went to find a stone and placed it beside the weeping old man, and the two little girls sat and talked to themselves. In the face of the tearing cries of the grandmother and some of the people around them, the two children didn't seem to know what was going on? As for tears and crying, children will only cry out in pain if their bodies are hurt.
"A village memorial, I have been standing there quietly, watching, listening, when I see my wife tied up and pressed up, I cried, we have been together, how could those dogs catch her."
"I see that each one of them is a devil! The devil who kills! I'm going to kill them all!" Yoshiko! Yoshiko! You wait for me! I will avenge you! I'll be there for you! You wait for me! The villager roared.
At this moment, the villager began to stir. Want to jump out of the car.
"Quick! Give him a tranquilizer! He was completely out of control. ”
I said eagerly to Huang Na. And quickly controlled his next move.
"Okay, right away!"
Huang Na responded.
At this moment, I only hope that the pace of time will go faster, perhaps, only time can soothe some wounded souls.
At the moment, he did not wake up after being sedated.
Huang Nali quickly came over to take a look, and then went over to speak.
"Maybe he's too tired, he just fell asleep, wait a minute!"
"Without his guidance, and then we don't know how long we walked, we had to look for it slowly."