At this time, the Ye family was already in chaos, and Ye Cheng's two brothers sold the five blood lingzhi plants that Ye Cheng had dug up, which was not enough to compensate and bury the six strong men who died in the tomb. The two had to sell their property and scrape together to make several bereaved neighbors temporarily silent.

Lan Gu lost Ye Cheng, the pillar of support, and when she buried her husband, such a big event happened, she was in a hurry, she fell ill in bed, with more air in and less air, and it was difficult to survive.

The little child, who was rarely cared for, only ate some rice soup for several days in a row, and his stomach was hungry, and his cry became louder, which sounded as heart-rending from a distance.

How did Xiao Tong know that in Wan'an Town, ninety percent of the people were pointing and scolding him for being a "bad star" who killed his father. There were even some people who secretly cursed him behind his back, wishing that he would starve to death soon.

Even the third aunt, who had been taking care of the mother and son, couldn't stand the little boy's crying day and night, and seeing that Lan Gu fell into a coma again and was unconscious, she simply picked up the little boy and came to her pigsty, put the little boy next to the sow who was feeding the four little piglets, and said loudly: "Cry, cry, cry, you know crying, aren't you hungry? Then eat pig's milk!"

Half an hour passed, Lan Gu had not woken up, but the child in the pigsty stopped crying, the aunt was not relieved after all, and ran quickly, but saw the child lying on the sow, holding the sow's ** and eating with relish, but the four little piglets were so frightened that they hid far away and did not dare to approach. The sow lay honestly on the ground, and there was not the slightest dissatisfaction.

The aunt was so angry and funny, and only after the little boy hiccuped a few times did she pick her up, and the little boy seemed to be so full for the first time, and she was very happy, and she even smiled at her aunt, and her voice was clear and pleasant.

The aunt was shocked, her heart was swelling, and she hurriedly picked up the child, found her husband, and told her. When Xiao Tong's third uncle saw the smiling Xiao Tong, his face changed suddenly and he couldn't speak.

In this world, where can a child who has just been born for more than a month laugh so clearly?

Thinking of the child who stayed in his mother's womb for thirteen months, the couple looked at each other silently, and two words flashed in their minds at the same time - demon!

Lan Gu finally failed to survive, and after being in a coma for a day and a night, she left the child behind and died. As if sensing the death of his mother, the boy cried so much that his face turned purple and died, and he did not stop crying until his aunt threw him into the pigsty again.

Ye Cheng and Lan Gu passed away one after another, and the doctor who gave birth to Lan Gu began to mumble in his heart, thinking of all kinds of weirdness of the child, and under the horror, he couldn't help but tell the secret that Lan Gu was pregnant for thirteen months before giving birth to the child.

The news spread faster than the wind, "one stone stirred up a thousand waves", and the people of Wan'an Town could no longer sit still.

Two days later, I heard that the person in charge of the town was discussing the secret of this little "evil star" who killed his parents, and many people who loved to watch the excitement flocked to the Ye family ancestral hall.

After listening to everyone's discussions, the most respected old man in the town, Ye Cheng's "Eighth Uncle", stood up from the mahogany chair tremblingly, with a righteous and stern expression, and said slowly: "Everyone says, what is it that is not a monster when you are 13 months pregnant?

Several old men chimed in. The crowd also screamed.

"Kill this evil star!"

"Sink him into the river, and see how he can harm the village?"

"This little monster should have strangled him to death when he was born, and it was already cheap for him to live until now. ”

"It's too cheap to sink into the river, he's going to throw him in the mountains to feed the wolves!"

For a time, the crowd was excited.

The eighth uncle, who was sitting on the big chair, waved his hand, and everyone slowly stopped shouting. The eighth uncle's face sank, his eyes swept over the few big men standing in the front row, and said, "What are you waiting for? Do you want us to do it with a bunch of old bones!"

A man in black with a gloomy face said, "Uncle, don't worry, this matter will be handed over to a few of our juniors!" After that, he whispered a few words to a few people beside him, and then turned around and walked towards the outside of the ancestral hall, and suddenly more than a dozen men followed.

An old man's shrill voice came from the corner of the ancestral hall: "Slow, what are you going to do?"

The man in black stopped, didn't look back, and replied, "Naturally, I sank that evil star into the river." Why don't you let him continue to harm others?"

"Hurt people? Who did he harm? How could a little child who couldn't even eat enough milk and couldn't walk hurt people?" The shrill voice sounded again, and the voice was noticeably raised.

The man in black turned his head and looked coldly at the left side of the ancestral hall, where there was an old man in his fifties, dressed as a Confucian scholar, with shabby clothes and a gray beard.

The old man's cheeks were squeezed, his face was haggard, and his lips twitched, as if he was very angry.

A gloomy smile appeared on the corner of the black-clothed man's mouth, and he said, "Who am I? It turned out to be Jiang Xiucai, may I ask Xiucaigong, if it wasn't for that demon who came into the world, how could Brother Ye Cheng and Lan Gu die one after another, and how could the six villagers die in the tomb inexplicably?

The old man's yellow eyes suddenly widened, his beard trembled, and he pointed to the man in black and the dozen or so people behind him and said, "What kind of demon, I think you are the evil spirit." Ye Cheng fell from the cliff, what does it have to do with the child? Before that, someone also fell from the cliff, do they have to blame this child? As for the six villagers, I think the person who rammed the tomb was lazy and did not ram the tomb solidly, so there was an accident, and it has nothing to do with this child!"

Before the man in black could speak, there was a noise among the people, and a bald man with a rickety figure said loudly: "Jiang Xiucai, you fart! My Wang Huozi has been ramming the tomb with his master since he was ten years old, and more than 30 years have passed, and there has not been a single accident at all, even your mother-in-law's tomb was rammed by me, why didn't it collapse, why didn't you say it wasn't strong at that time?"

As soon as the words fell, another fat man in a red robe with a full face of pits took over the conversation in a strange way, and said: "Lao Jiangtou, as long as you can bear it, this evil star has killed eight people just over a month after he was born, if he grows up, I am afraid that the villagers in Wan'an Town will be killed by him." ”

There was a lot of discussion in the crowd, scolding Jiang Xiucai one-sidedly, and some people even shouted that Jiang Xiucai and the baby would sink into the river together.

Jiang Xiucai's face was pale, his right hand trembled, pointed to the fat man in the red robe, and said: "Wang Youcai, you ungrateful thing, don't forget that the old man saved your life back then, and even your name was given to you by the old man, and today you actually said such a thing, your conscience called the dog to eat?"

The fat man in the red robe snorted fiercely and said, "Did I ask you to save me back then? Even if you don't save me, others will save me! Besides, you have eaten white food at my house for a year, and it has long been enough for you, what do you want? Look at what bullshit name you gave me, rich, hehe, which eye did you see me rich?"

The crowd was uproaring.

Hearing this, Jiang Xiucai's blood surged, Tie Qing's face instantly turned red, his right hand pointed at the fat man in the red robe, his lips trembled and he couldn't say a word!

The eighth uncle coughed lightly, and the crowd suddenly calmed down again, and they all turned their eyes from Jiang Xiucai to the eighth uncle. The eighth uncle slammed the dragon cane in his hand on the ground twice, and said, "Okay, don't make any noise, for the safety of the whole town, this evil star must not be left." ”

The man in black glanced at Jiang Xiucai contemptuously, turned around, waved his hand to a few people around him, and strode towards the outside of the ancestral hall. This time, there were more people behind him.

When the crowd dispersed, Jiang Xiucai slowly walked out of the ancestral hall, his steps were staggering, his face was sad, as if he had suddenly aged more than ten years old, and his mouth trembled and said: "Child, although I haven't seen you once, I cry at you, and the old man also knows that if you live, you must be a great person! It's the old man who is useless, he can't save you, the old man has read the sage books all his life in vain, but in the end he has achieved nothing, and the sage can't help me, let alone you!"

Jiang Xiucai stopped, coughed violently, and a trace of red blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth! Jiang Xiucai didn't care about him, looked up at the sky, saw that the sky was shining, and a trace of indignation flashed in his cloudy old eyes, and said: "Blind God, if you really have the way, you should send down divine thunder and chop all these lard-blinded harmful fools to death! Child, you must remember that when you are reincarnated in the next life, don't be a man, in this world, it is difficult to be a good person, and it is even more ...... to be a good person for a lifetime." The voice was indignant at first, followed by desolation, gradually deepened, and when it reached zuihou, it was almost inaudible!

Ye Cheng's two brothers and their respective wives were talking in a low voice, worried about Langu's funeral, but a large group of men broke into the dilapidated courtyard, led by the man in black.

Before the people in the house could stand up, the man in black had already strode into the small grass house, his cold gaze swept over the entire grass house, Zuihou looked at Ye Cheng's big brother's face, and asked, "Where is that little evil star?"

Seeing the menacing appearance of everyone, the four people in the room were nervous for a while, and Ye Cheng's eldest brother said, "What are you going to do, what kind of little evil star?"

"What kind of pretence, it's the little sinister who cries day and night, and makes Lao Tzu can't sleep well!" said the red-robed fat man Wang Youcai impatiently.

"Yes, it's that little evil star, dare to hand it over quickly!"

"Hand it over, hand it over, where did you hide it?"

"Hey, it's weird, this little evil star didn't even cry when he knew that everyone was coming!"

Everyone said a word, I said a word, and shouted violently.

End of this chapter, to be continued!

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