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Chapter 175 Yin Yang Village (Part 2)

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    I was about to ask Xiaoqian why she called me here, but when I looked back, I saw that she had disappeared, and I couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

    At this moment, I seemed to hear a loud noise in my ears, and I couldn't help feeling dizzy.

    At this moment, I felt someone pushing me: "Uncle, wake up, get up and watch the fun!"

    I just woke up.  After he regained consciousness, he realized that he was still lying in the home of Aunt Guo in that farmhouse, and Duan Yunyao had already woken up.  It turned out that the Xiaoqian incident last night was just a dream.

    "Why is it so noisy outside?" I frowned.

    "It seems that the villagers are making trouble at the entrance of the village, saying that some tombstone has been smashed." Duan Yunyao said: "It sounds very lively, I'll go and have a look."

    With that said, the guy jumped out of bed and went out.  I shook my head and thought to myself: After all, I am a child, and I still love to join in the fun.

    I got dressed and went out, and saw a group of villagers gathered outside the compound of the farmhouse, most of them were onlookers.  In the crowd of onlookers, a middle-aged man turned his back to me and was fighting four other people.  One of them was an old man in his sixties with a serious face.  Next to her was an obese rural woman with a swollen face; after that were two men in their early thirties, who also seemed to be from the same village.

    At this time, the rural woman was pointing at the middle-aged man and yelling.  I turned to the side and saw that the middle-aged man turned out to be the driver of the hearse, Ding Yuli.

    I don't understand Henan dialect very well, but I feel that the woman is swearing viciously.  I saw Aunt Guo was also in the crowd, so I leaned over and asked, "Auntie, what are these people doing?"

    Aunt Guo said in a low voice: "The one cursing is the wife of the village chief, and the one next to him is our village chief. The two men behind are the nephews of the village chief. It seems that dozens of tombstones in the village chief's house have been smashed. The village chief  The family has been born and raised in our village for several generations. Although some people have gone to other places to live, the foundation is here. No, the ancestral graves have been smashed, and the news has exploded in the village. Now it is reported to the police station  Yes, the police will be here soon."

    "The cemetery?" I suddenly remembered the place I visited last night, and couldn't help feeling horrified.

    "But why is Uncle Ding here?" I asked suspiciously.

    Aunt Guo sighed in a low voice: "Why can it be? Xiaoqian said that she died by accident, saying that there was a traffic accident. But Lao Ding suspected that the grandson of the village chief was killed on purpose."

    "What's the matter?" Duan Yunyao also came over and asked.

    Aunt Guo just told us that the eldest son of the village head is quite powerful and has become the secretary of the county party committee.  Giving birth to a son is very violent, and Xiaoqian is a high school alumni and a fellow villager, so they chase him.  As a result, this kid had many girlfriends outside, Xiaoqian got angry when she found out, and proposed to break up.  The other party tried to entangle her many times, but unexpectedly drove Xiaoqian to death.  There are many witnesses to this incident, but who dares to provoke the son of the county party secretary.  Moreover, someone above the secretary of the county party committee suppressed this matter.

    I frowned after hearing this, but recalled that Xiaoqian's right hand was cut off, so I asked Aunt Guo if she knew about it.  Aunt Guo sighed: "I heard from the people in the village that Xiaoqian was arrested by a few gangsters by that kid before she died. She said that she taught her a lesson, chopped off her hand, and was finally tied to the road and hit by a car.  .

    "Damn, lawlessness!" Duan Yunyao scolded: "This kind of family will not be relieved if their ancestral graves are smashed!"

    Aunt Guo sighed: "What can we do? People don't fight with officials, we can't fight with others who are officials. Everyone in the village sympathizes with Ding's family, but no one dares to speak out to help. Now we can only help Xiaoqian  Prepare a decent funeral and that's it."

    After hearing this, I was out of breath.  The grandson is so fucking cheap.  At this time, Uncle Ding got into a fight with the village head's family. It seemed that he smashed the tombstone of the ancestral grave, so what happened to revenge for Xiaoqian.  People in the village began to fight, and after a while, police cars roared from the mountain road.

    This quarrel caused Ruan Lingxi, Wu Dan, and Zhao Yu to quarrel.  When asked why, everyone was extremely speechless.  When the police station heard the reason, they said they were going to visit the cemetery.  A few of us saw this and followed.

    Walking down the mountain road, when I reached the cemetery, I found that it was really the place I saw in my dream.  When a group of people walked past the mound, I subconsciously glanced at it, thinking that this was the place where Xiaoqian's hand was dug out in my dream last night.  I silently wrote it down, thinking that when I came back, I asked Zhao Yu and the others to help dig it out to see if it was really manned, not just a dream.

    When I arrived at the cemetery, I saw, wow, the village head's house, the broken tombstone was tilted aside, the incense ash was scattered all over the place, and the scene was a mess.

    "Comrade policeman, look, this is him.?Our house was smashed!  "The rural woman pointed at Uncle Ding and shouted.

    I looked at the cemetery and thought to myself that it would be impossible for one person to drop so many tombstones.

    But it seems that except for Uncle Ding, other villagers will not, or dare not smash the ancestral grave of the village chief's family. After all, his son is still the secretary of the county party committee.

    I looked carefully at the side of the cemetery, and saw some gold and silver papers and other things scattered beside the tomb.  If it is for relatives and friends to go to the grave, it seems that except for Xiaoqian, no one else has died in the village recently.

    However, it seems wrong to visit Xiaoqian's grave.  Xiaoqian's body had just been brought home, so why would she have to stay at home for three to five days before the funeral could take place?  I thought about it, I saw a new grave in my dream last night, what about the grave?

    Thinking of this, I looked around, and it seemed that there was nothing.  Could it be that the tomb appeared later, because Xiaoqian reminded me to find her severed hand?

    The police probably did not dare to offend the family of the secretary of the county party committee, so they asked Uncle Ding to trouble him, saying that he would take him back to the police station to ask about the situation.  When I heard this, I felt that it was not a big deal.  I'm afraid that if a secretary enters the police station and avenges his private revenge, Uncle Ding will suffer a lot from now on.

    I frowned, and stepped forward and said, "Everyone, you say that the case must be based on real evidence, right? So many tombstones were smashed by you in one night, how can you just smash them by one person? Besides, this stone tablet seems to be of good quality."  , thick enough, if it breaks open, besides strength, you must have a tool, right? Do you have evidence for a big hammer for smashing stones, and if you don¡¯t have evidence, you embarrass others, what kind of public officials?!"

    Originally, the villagers were quite critical of the village chief's family. When I said this, many people whispered in agreement.  The policeman glanced at me and snorted coldly, "Who are you?!"

    Zhao Yu stepped forward and showed them the police officer's certificate: "My friend, but what my friend said is right, we handle the case, don't we pay attention to evidence. I think so, you should investigate this matter first, let Ding  Uncle, go home and wait for your notice to assist in the investigation. After all, there is a funeral at home, and it is not good to arrest people without warrants and show them to the villagers at this time."

    When the villagers heard it, they all echoed: "Yes, the girls are all dead, so what else do you want?"

    "Is there really no way for people to survive??"

    "This smashing of the tombstone doesn't look like someone did it. Could it be that he was punished by heaven and struck by lightning"

    These words completely angered the middle-aged woman, and the flesh-faced woman immediately became angry: "What are you talking about, why was it struck by lightning, your family was just fucking struck by lightning!!"

    The people at the police station were also a little embarrassed, and finally warned Uncle Ding a few words, and then drove away.

    Uncle Ding looked at the few of us, sighed, and turned to leave.  I wanted to follow up and ask, so I called Wu Dan and they all followed up.

    Looking back, I saw Wu Dan staring at the destroyed tombs.  I called out to him, and Wu Dan followed.

    "Master, what are you looking at?" I asked.

    "Looking at the shredded paper beside the grave, it's interesting." Wu Dan smiled, rushed up a few steps, and patted Uncle Ding on the shoulder: "I said brother, how about we chat at noon?"

    Ding Yuli said coldly: "I am not familiar with you, so I have nothing to say."

    Wu Dan smiled and said: "Oh, this is too unfeeling. Didn't this help you just now. I said brother, did you smash the tombstone? I have seen gold and silver paper next to the tomb. By the way, you still understand  Do you want to use the technique of "borrowing ghosts to dismantle yang"?" (Remember this site's website: www.hlnovel.com
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