At night, the lights in front of the mourning hall are brightly lit, and there is an endless stream of playing, playing, playing and singing, mixed with a few wailing from time to time.

At the entrance of the village road in Linjiazhuang, a group of people came in a mighty way. They were the Sun family of Dafengzhuang and their relatives and friends.

Holding a harpoon in his hand, Lin Mengjin led a group of young men from the Lin family to stop at the intersection, glaring fiercely at the passers-by: "What are you doing? What's the use of coming to our village at night?"

"Where did you arrest my Sanlang? Let him go!" An old woman in the crowd howled harshly.

"What Dalang Saburo, it's none of our business! Didn't get caught or didn't see it! Get out of here, don't come looking for bad luck!"

Lin Mengjin insisted that he didn't know, and firmly refused to admit that he had arrested anyone.

"How is it possible?! Xiaoliu saw it today, you dragged my Sanlang away from Fang's Casino!"

"We, a group of good people who follow the rules, how could we go to some gambling house? If you didn't see it, you didn't see it! Hurry up, outsiders are not welcome in our village at night! If you want to go to the funeral, please go early tomorrow!"

Anyway, by tomorrow, the murderer must have no bones left.

Under the moonlight, the gleaming harpoons in the hands of everyone in Linjiazhuang stopped everyone in Dafengzhuang from moving forward.

A few years ago when they were fighting for water, they had fought with the people from Linjiazhuang, and they knew that this was a group of butchers who could really kill.

Lizheng is also the patriarch of the Lin family, and the elders are also facing them. They have settled in Dafeng Village as foreigners, and they dare not fight head-on with the Lin family.

White and black can't play with others.

The Lin family and Zhuang family are all blood relatives, and they are unanimous to the outside world, while Dafengzhuang is just a mixed household, and the difference between them is quite big.

At least at this moment, the people in Linjiazhuang really dared to do anything desperately, but the people in Dafengzhuang couldn't do it.

"I'll fight with you!" The old woman gritted her teeth, and rushed towards the men in Linjiazhuang like an angry cow.

Lin Mengjin put away the harpoon, stretched out his hand and pushed it back when she was about to rush to him.

The old woman was pushed to the ground, slapped her thighs, and looked at the people behind her while howling.

However, the group of people behind them were only talkative and didn't dare to take a step forward.

Thinking of her son whose life or death was uncertain, the old woman felt sad and howled even more terribly.

The news that someone stole melons and set fire to Linjiazhuang last night and killed someone had already spread nearby.

But the old woman felt that her son just stole a cold melon. Is it a big deal to pick one from the field?

Maybe it was set on fire, but he was already beaten, isn't that enough?It was his own bad luck that Lin Mengyi was burned to death, so what does it have to do with her son?

Why did Linjiazhuang kidnap people and still not release them?He also denied that he had kidnapped someone. What is this for? !

The more the old woman thought about it, the more flustered she became. She couldn't do it anymore, so she knelt down and begged.

Lin Mengjin and the others hurriedly dispersed to prevent her from worshiping him, but it is impossible to back off, and it is impossible for anyone to take anyone away today.

Killing their relatives, there is no other way but blood debt.

In just a moment, the dispute here attracted more people in the village.

All the big guys are carrying things in their hands, either harpoons, agricultural tools, or stones, in short, no one is empty-handed.

Those who knew it was a group of farmers and fishermen, but those who didn’t know thought they had entered a cottage!
The person named Xiao Liu in Dafeng Village was stunned.

Like Sun Sanlang who stole cold melons, he is a bastard, he refuses to plant the fields well, and spends his days in various places of different religions and low-level schools.

There is also a lot of blood under their hands, but they have never encountered such a tough person as the people in this farm.

In the past, everyone said that the Lin family village was a Haimin, who was extremely vicious and not easy to mess with, but he still didn't believe it, so tonight has taught him a lot.

All these eyeballs are staring at people like hungry wolves, making people frightened, and they dare not step forward to fight recklessly.

"Auntie, let me figure it out. Didn't they say that Sanlang is not here? Let's look elsewhere. Where is Sanlang probably going?"

Li got drunk. "Xiao Liu swallowed, said something dryly, then turned his head and walked back.

As a person who needs to fight every day, Xiao Liu's force is not good, but his eyesight is very strong.He can tell which ones are done by fools regardless of the consequences, which ones are hard to provoke, and which ones are done by outsiders.

The group of people in front of them are fools and cannot be provoked.

Especially now that it was night and by the sea, more than a hundred people from the other side had already gathered, and there were only a dozen or so of them, which was not enough to fit between their teeth.

Why stay here? Where can I find the soup and medicine fee after being beaten.

Xiao Liu's retreat was like a domino card, instantly affecting the people behind him, and then everyone retreated one by one, leaving only one sentence.

The old woman, who was sitting up and crying between the two deer-headed people, one on the left and the other on the right, also left.

"I won't go! I won't go! Saburo, my Saburo!" The old woman's crying sound could still be heard clearly even after walking a long distance.

Lin Mengjin said to the clan brothers next to him: "We will be on vigil for the next few days starting today. Everyone has arranged for a team of 20 people. Let's take turns, just in case."

"Okay, it's just us tonight."

Everyone quickly discussed a charter, and everyone was already very proficient in the aftermath of this kind of group fight.

Since they were fifteen or sixteen years old, they have fought with outsiders countless times because of water, land, and fishing grounds. Several people in the clan died because of this.

After Lin Wanwan went to bed and coaxed Xiao Qingyu to sleep, she returned to Hyundai to work, and at the same time changed her mood.It wasn't until she came back from her busy schedule in the modern age that she heard the movement at the entrance of the village.

She opened the door and went out to ask the swan geese watching the night what happened outside.Hongyan has been staying outside to guard his master, and he doesn't know what's going on outside.

"Miss, Mr. Meng Bo told us to close the door tonight, no matter what happens outside, don't go out to find out."

Lin Wanwan sighed, opened the window and looked in the direction of the mourning hall for a while.

It was very late at night, and the village was still very lively with playing, playing and singing.Today will never be peaceful, and when the time comes, people from the Sun family will not stop making trouble.

Although Lin Wanwan felt that it was only natural for the murderer to pay for his life, when he thought about the need for an autopsy later, he still felt that it was cruel.

Compared with the injection euthanasia of modern death row prisoners, the ancient punishment is really cruel and bloody.

"Is it really okay to use lynching like this?" Lin Wanwan muttered to herself.

Hongyan said disapprovingly, "Lady, what's the matter? Patriarch Lin is both patriarch and Li Zheng. If he speaks, he is the king of the country. Before I was betrayed, I saw a lady in our village. Being tied in a cage and thrown into the river to sacrifice to the river god! I don’t see any official to take care of this matter.”

Lin Wanwan remained silent. Compared to towns, the management of the countryside was indeed dominated by squires and clan autonomy, not only in the Tang Dynasty, but also in the entire feudal society.Unless someone goes to the county government to beat drums and complain, the imperial court will not take care of it.

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