Zhang Min was taken aback, and said in his heart: "It's not good, there must be an accident here." Hurriedly ran into the house, pushed open the door and walked indoors, and saw a family staggering, among them an old man, an old woman, and two children, each bleeding from the seven orifices, and had already died. Zhang Min was horrified, hurriedly ran upstairs again, pushed open the door and saw a young man half-kneeling on the ground, stretching out a bloody hand to push open the window and ask for help. Zhang Minji stepped forward, and saw that he was also bleeding from his seven orifices and was seriously injured, so he hurriedly helped him sit up, and asked in a trembling voice: "Little brother, don't be afraid, I'm not a villain." What is going on here? Who killed your family?" the man was even more grieved and indignant when he heard this, and he raised his head and shouted several times, and then he immediately withered to the ground and died of exhaustion. I only heard one of the people in the inner tent say weakly: "Flute...... Flute...... It's the sound of a flute...... Husband...... Our children ......" said this, and there was no more silence. Zhang Min hurriedly looked into the tent and saw a young woman who was also bleeding from her seven orifices, and she had also lost her breath at this moment. In an instant, seeing the strange death of the whole family, Zhang Min was shocked and angry for a while, and his chest was filled with indignation, and he couldn't help but be angry and bloody, and his eyes were full of tears, and he shouted repeatedly: "Who did this poison? ! Why did you exterminate people all over the house?! Who is it?!"

Hearing the sound of someone talking outside, Zhang Min looked out the window and saw that it was Murong Rongyue and the others who drove into the village.

Zhang Min was furious, went downstairs, walked out of the house, and stood on the street in a daze.

When they saw him, they hurried forward. Yu Wendi saw that his expression was different, and he was surprised, and hurriedly said: "Brother Min is fine, what's wrong?" When she asked, everyone stopped talking and laughing, and seeing Zhang Min's pale face and strange expression, he hurriedly stepped forward to surround him and ask long and short questions. Zhang Min was just in a daze and didn't say a word.

As soon as Yu Wendi entered the village, he felt that the atmosphere here was different, and at this moment, seeing Zhang Min like this, he knew three points in his heart. She just saw Zhang Min walk out of the house, so she wanted to go in to see what was going on. Liu said goodbye: "Miss Yuwen, I'll go in with you and have a look." Yu Wendi turned around and said, "You are here with Brother Min, I can rest assured." So saying, he walked towards the house.

Everyone surrounded Zhang Min, not knowing where to go. With only half a cup of tea, Yu Wendi had already come out of that house, and her expression was also solemn and serious, but she was not as angry and demented as Zhang Min. When everyone saw her come out, they were busy asking the reason, but Yuwendi didn't wait for everyone to speak, and quickly said, "Let's go and see elsewhere." I expected that all the people in this village had already suffered bad luck. After speaking, Murong Rongyue, Yao Shenyu and Sima Yunyi went door to door to inspect it. Sure enough, what everyone saw was the same as what Zhang Min saw. The people of this village and the village all bled and died tragically at home.

In the midst of everyone's fear, Liu said goodbye: "According to the situation of the deceased, it is all bleeding from the seven orifices, and it should be that someone broke the meridians with internal strength and died." Yu Wendi said: "It is possible to kill one or two people like this, but if you want to shatter the meridians of the people in Hecun in one fell swoop, it is really difficult to do it." Unless this person's internal strength is deep and has been perfected. It's just that I haven't heard of anyone in the rivers and lakes who has such internal strength, I don't know who did it? Why is this so?" Liu Beili said: "I once traveled to the rivers and lakes, and I heard that there is a kind of martial arts in the world called 'Zhu You Dafa', which specializes in intimidating people's minds with internal strength, destroying people into demons, and even cutting off people's meridians. Its internal strength and mental method are detailed in a secret book, called "Zhu You Thirteen Branches". Several martial arts contained in this book are all very evil, and practitioners must make a poisonous oath to cut off their children and grandchildren rather than leak the contents of the book. When outsiders asked, they were secretive. Yu Wendi said: "According to your intentions, the murderer should have shattered the hearts of the villagers with 'Zhu You Dafa', and then bled to death with seven orifices?" Liu Beili pondered for a moment, shook his head slightly, and said suspiciously: "I'm not very sure. Moreover, in such a large village, the population is at least thousands, and the villagers are scattered everywhere, either washing and cooking at home, or going out to cultivate the land and herding cattle, or wandering in the streets, or wandering in the alleys, each with its own affairs, and it is different. But now every family is closing their doors and windows, and everyone is dying in their homes. How did the murderer manage to make everyone die in their own homes?"

At this time, Zhang Min gradually came back to his senses and said sadly: "No matter who the murderer is, as long as I still have a breath, it will be the end of the world, and I will definitely let the real murderer be punished and seek justice for these villagers." Yu Wendi saw that he clenched his teeth and his eyes were about to split, so he was relieved: "Such a big case, I think the local government will not dare to slack off, and will also make every effort to investigate the truth and arrest the murderer as soon as possible." Brother Min is less relieved, don't be too anxious. Seeing this, Murong Rongyue pulled Zhang Min to sit down on a stone step on the side of the road, and said softly: "The anger hurts the most, let's take a break for the time being and calm our minds." As he spoke, he said to everyone: "In my opinion, now that the army is in chaos, the world is in chaos, and the government has long become an empty yamen, and they will never do anything without oil and water." The death of these villagers, I think, in the eyes of the official lord, may not be as good as a group of ants. If you want to use the government to investigate the murder, I'm afraid it's a pipe dream. But these dead bodies must not be left for a long time, otherwise the epidemic will spread. Sima Yunyi continued: "What Sister Murong said is that the plan for today is to bury all the dead, and then reason. Zhang Min was sad when he heard this, and after a while, he nodded lightly and stopped talking. So everyone lit a fire, from a thatched hut in the north of the village, at this time a gust of wind blew, the thatched hut instantly burned into a volcano, and also burned the houses next to it, so that one after another the houses in the village were burned, the fire borrowed the wind, the wind helped the fire, and the whole village was turned into a sea of fire in an instant.

As soon as the fire broke out, the people retreated to the south of the village, and by this time, they had retreated to the river crossing. At this time, everyone turned to look back, and the village was already on fire, and they could feel the heat from afar.

Zhang Min looked at the raging sea of fire in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion in his heart: "This village has suffered bad luck, everyone has died, it is really tragic." However, Skynet is restored, and one day the real culprit can be found, justice for the villagers, and revenge. It's just that if the disaster of war is connected today, hundreds of people are displaced, and they die in troubled times, who can do justice for them?" Zhang Min nodded slowly, glanced at the village one last time, and turned to walk.

After walking for half a mile, they reached the edge of the Yellow River crossing in the south of the village. There are several grass hut pavilions here, a memorial arch in the middle, although not very tall, but the carving is delicate and exquisite, in this troubled era on the ferry port of the north and south, it is also particularly eye-catching.