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Chapter 6 Death for money

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    Chapter 6: Man-made death

    After the uncle heard this, his face turned pale instantly, and he stared and asked, "You mean even if the things in that house don't come out, someone will find out that he has been imprisoned by us for so many years, and come to rescue him and avenge him  ,Is it right?"

    The old man nodded, and then continued: "So, I believe you know better than me what to do at this time, don't you?"

    Uncle was silent for a long time, just when I thought that uncle was persuaded and agreed to open the room, he shook his head more firmly: "If this is the case, then this room can't be opened, they want to avenge him  , can kill my mother, can we all be killed? Without us, he will never be able to come out of that room, and that room will not be opened, at least it is still a bargaining chip for us to negotiate terms. "

    The old man didn't seem to have thought that it's all here, my uncle is still so stubborn, his face is turning blue with anger, and he said viciously: "They want to kill people, even a thousand Chen Guilan is not enough for them  Kill, if you are really so stubborn and feel that you have a bargaining chip with them, then you just wait and see if they kill your whole family or come to you to negotiate terms."

    The old man hated what he said, and when the uncle heard it, his face turned completely pale, but he still said stubbornly: "But even if we open that room now, what can we do? Please forgive me? Or  kill him?"

    Speaking of this, the uncle suddenly showed a wry smile on his face, raised his head slightly, looked at the moon sky of the bamboo shoots, and said in a weak voice: "If I could kill him, my mother would have killed him a long time ago."  , is it necessary to hide him here so hard?"

    Some things are destined to end from the beginning, cause and effect cause and effect, since grandma planted this cause, if she can't repay the fruit, she will let her descendants pay for it.

    I don't know whether the thing hidden in that room is a human or a ghost, and I don't know why grandma and the others lured him home when they knew it was a big trouble, but after my uncle said all this,  But as if he was ten years old in an instant, he no longer stopped the old man, but walked towards the front hall step by step, sat next to the grandma's coffin, holding a stack of paper money in his hand, one by one towards the front hall.  Throwing it in the brazier, the eyes are full of loneliness and desolation.

    The old man's eyes also became incomparably hollow in an instant, he was no longer obsessed with opening the room, but sat in front of grandma's coffin, gently picking up the unfinished paper figurines of the two Feng Shui masters  , do the last thing, to see grandma off.

    My mother, my cousin and I naturally sat in the front hall, busy with things we could help each other, and the surroundings were so quiet that even a needle falling on the ground could be heard clearly.

    Suddenly there was a sound of hurried footsteps at this moment, completely breaking the silence in the house. The person who came was a subordinate of the village party secretary. As soon as he came, he pointed at the door and shouted in an extremely panicked voice: "  Something something happened! The village secretary, the village secretary was skinned, filled with straw, made into a scarecrow and placed at the entrance of the village, and his body was hung in front of his house"

    Everyone's expressions changed and they were taken aback. The old man reacted first, frowned, and asked puzzledly: "The village party secretary is dead? Then shouldn't you call the police and tell the village chief? Why are you here?"  "

    The subordinate of the village party secretary was so anxious that he almost burst into tears, and replied in a trembling voice: "I I don't know, but the village party secretary left your house today, it's like a different person  As if, specifically told me that if he dies, he must come to the Lin family and inform the second son of the Lin family as soon as possible"

    The second son of the Lin family was talking about my uncle.

    Everyone focused their eyes on the uncle, and then the uncle threw all the paper money left in his hand into the brazier, nodded to the subordinates of the village party secretary, and replied, "I see, I  Come with you to have a look."

    "I'll go too." The old man also stopped what he was doing, stood up and said.

    When I saw this, I subconsciously stood up. I was a little scared, but I shouted confidently: "II want to go too!"

    Unexpectedly, the uncle and the old man turned their heads together and replied to me, "Don't go."

    ?But I am also the Lin family, and I am still a participant in this incident. They intended to speak dumb in front of me in other accidents.

    After I insisted repeatedly, they both didn't want me to follow anymore, and they were too embarrassed to refuse. They nodded at me and told me to follow carefully.

    A village party secretary died so badly, the village naturally sent people to clean up the scene early, and put his scarecrow skin and headless body in the village's yizhuang. As soon as I entered, I saw  alive in the morningPeople, like this, were so frightened that a chill almost rushed from the heels to the forehead, and subconsciously grabbed the uncle's sleeve and hid behind him.

    The old man is a Taoist priest and has a lot of dealings with the dead. Naturally, he is not afraid of these corpses. He walked up to the corpse of the village party secretary. He was about to take out a yellow talisman and light it, but his uncle stopped him and shook his head gently.  Pointing to the crying family members of the village party secretary outside the door, he indicated that now is not the time.

    At this time, the village chief also rushed in from the outside. When he saw the corpse of the village party secretary in this state, he closed his eyes in fright and almost fainted. It was the villagers who followed him who stroked him.  Come on, he stabilized his body now, but he was so frightened that he turned his back directly, how dare he take half a step into this Yizhuang?

    "Well you are the second child of the Lin family, aren't you? Let's come out and talk." The moment he turned around, the voice of the village chief also sounded slowly.

    Uncle heard the sound and walked towards the village head, and the old man and I followed behind, but we were pulled to the corner together. As soon as we got away from the crowd, the village head almost cried out in anxiety: "Although I am a junior, what happened?  I was still young when I was young, but I also heard my father, my grandfather and the village party secretary talk about it. I know that your family has made great contributions to the village.  Temple, I heard today that when Aunt Chen Guilan had an accident, she was still on a business trip in the town, and she was thinking of visiting your house when she came back. Why did this happen as soon as she came back? Was the death of the village party secretary related to Aunt Chen Guilan?  Like death, is it all related to that?"

    The village chief looked young, probably in his early thirties, and was so frightened that he didn't know what to say. The moment my uncle nodded, he trembled all over his body, his feet softened, and he sat on the ground directly, but he didn't know what to say.  Before she could get up in time, she dragged her uncle's leg and cried while shouting, "Aunt Guilan was able to put this matter to rest more than twenty years ago.  There are so many people involved in this matter, you must not just ignore death!"

    I was on the sidelines, listening to what the village head said, I was in a daze, I didn¡¯t understand what was going on with my family, why did it have something to do with the villagers, but my uncle looked cold, and gently pushed away the village head¡¯s hand holding his thigh  , looked at him sarcastically, and said word by word: "I don't know if my mother has supernatural powers, or whether a temple needs to be built for what she does, but I still understand the principle that people make money and birds die for food. You two  More than ten years ago, I was able to do that for money. My mother lost all her life's morality and was trapped in the village without going out all her life. Just to protect your lives, she got into trouble, and now she is still because of this  and die."

    "You make an understatement, saying that you are on a business trip in the town, and you can get rid of it if you don't have time to visit my house, but what about the others? My mother saved so many people back then, and she passed away today. How many people remember her well, dare  Come to my house to burn incense? All avoid it, for fear of getting into trouble, aren't you?"

    "No that's not the case. Everyone is thinking about Aunt Chen Guilan's love in private, and they all say it's a pity that we can't build a temple for her" The village chief hurriedly shook his head to explain, but the more he talked, the more sarcasm on his uncle's face  It got thicker and thicker, and when he was about to say something, a village official ran over and shouted in panic: "Village chief, something happened! The hole that everyone dug a few days ago  , just collapsed!"

    Hearing this, the village head quickly winked at the village cadre, wanting him to stop talking, but the uncle's expression changed instantly, and he almost gritted his teeth and asked the village head: "What kind of hole are you digging?  "

    The village chief seemed to be hesitating to hide it, but the village cadre was also an honest person, so he answered my uncle in a hurry: "What hole can there be? Antiques are so valuable now. Twenty years ago we  The village finally dug a big tomb, but your mother stopped everyone from digging it. If they had dug it at that time, everyone would have made a fortune. Does the village need to be as poor as it is now?" (Remember this website URL  : www.hlnovel.com
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