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"I followed you the day before yesterday!" I pointed to the direction of the back mountain: "I saw Yan Ping's grave in that woods, if my guess is right, you want Village Chief Yan to die, but you don't want him Died on the same day as Yan Ping's death!"

Yan Hao's face was gloomy, and he glanced at the village head Yan who fell unconscious on the ground and said: "He deserves to die."

Wang Xiulian also said with hatred in her eyes: "This bastard killed my precious girl. He deserves to die, but he doesn't deserve to die on the same day as my daughter."

I took a deep breath and said, "Cunchang Yan and Daoist Yin are in the same group. If Daoist Yin knows about this, I'm afraid you will be in trouble."

Zhao Wenjing sneered at the side and said, "The old man is a little bit capable, but there is a saying that he is hard to guard against. If he is capable, he is also a mortal."

Hearing this tone, it was obvious that Zhao Wenjing had done something to Taoist Yin.

The current situation is very unfavorable to me. They are all in the same group, and it has been calculated long ago.

And they acted separately. Now that Village Chief Yan and Daoist Yin are killed, and as a witness, if I want to get away, I'm afraid I will kill people to silence them.

Besides, Village Chief Yan died here, and they could easily blame me for his death.

I glanced at Yan Ping next to her. She could see everyone present, but obviously, none of them could see Yan Ping.

Now Yan Ping is very weak, and she must be sent to reincarnation as soon as possible.

I had a plan in mind, staring at Wang Xiulian seriously and said, "You should miss your daughter very much, right? Do you want to take one last look at her?"

Wang Xiulian was taken aback for a moment, with a surprised look on her face, but she quickly recovered, and said with an unkind expression, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Did you just think that Village Chief Yan was poisoned by drinking that cup of tea and had hallucinations?"

I collected myself and said calmly: "Actually, what happened just now is true. Yan Ping is watching everything in this yard!"

What I said was like a bomb. Everyone felt incredible, especially Wang Xiulian, who was full of disbelief.

I drew a soul-sending talisman, quickly and silently recited a death curse, and after lighting it, Yan Ping returned to the netherworld.

Her figure finally appeared in front of everyone.

Zhao Wenjing looked terrified, exclaimed, and took several steps back.

There was shock in Yan Hao's eyes.

"sister……"

He murmured unconsciously, his voice a little hoarse.

The moment Wang Xiulian saw Yan Ping's figure, two lines of tears could not stop falling on her wrinkled cheeks.

"Pingping!" She couldn't help trembling, bit her lip tightly, shook her body uncontrollably, opened her mouth and didn't know what to say for a while.

Seeing this scene, Yan Ping opened her mouth, but she couldn't shed a single tear, she could only cry and shout: "Mom!"

At this moment, Yan Ping's soul began to slowly dissipate from under her feet as the soul sending talisman burned out and the dust flew away.

At the last moment, Wang Xiulian seemed to come to her senses, and immediately wanted to prevent Yan Ping from leaving.

"Pingping!" She yelled, and wanted to jump to Yan Ping's side to protect her, but she passed through her figure and almost fell to the ground.

"Mom, I'm sorry!" Yan Ping choked up and said.

Following these words, her voice floated into the sky and the earth, and her figure completely dissipated, disappearing from everyone's sight.

Wang Xiulian's whole body went limp, as if she had no bones, and she slumped on the ground, as if she lost her soul in an instant.

I passed by slowly, and this parting scene also made me feel very painful, so I could only comfort her: "People cannot be resurrected after death, she has already gone to the place she should go! There's a better place."

As soon as the words fell, there was suddenly the sound of hurried footsteps outside the door not far away.

I suddenly turned my head and looked out, only to see a familiar figure appearing at the gate of the courtyard.

"What happened?" Qin Heng froze in place after entering the door, followed by a few strange men.

Although they were all in casual clothes, I already guessed their identities.

Qin Heng saw the village chief Yan lying on the ground, not knowing whether he was dead or alive. After a brief moment of stupefaction, Qin Heng showed his ID card to Wang Xiulian: "I am a policeman. Now I suspect that you are related to the abduction case. Please come back with us to assist in the investigation."

Although I had guessed just now, after hearing it with my own ears, I was still shocked. I thought of a series of things that I encountered since I entered the village.

The eyes of the villagers, greedy, complex and disgusting, and the pockmarked face of picking goods, I connected everything at once.

I didn't expect that this isolated village would be so evil.

The reason why this village doesn't allow outsiders to come in is that it has a dark secret, and Mazilian dare not reveal this secret to me directly.

So, he let me come in as a buyer, so that the villagers and the village head thought I was a customer, hoping that I could pick a satisfactory person and make a lot of money.

No wonder Village Chief Yan and Daoist Yin complimented me so much.

With Yan Ping's departure, Wang Xiulian was like a puddle of mud, without any emotions or fluctuations in her eyes.

Yan Hao, on the other hand, glanced at the dying village head lying on the ground, and smiled coldly.

Suddenly, there was a noise outside, and it seemed that many torches and flashlights were lit in the village at night.

"What's going on here?" Qin Heng was caught off guard by the sudden scene.

"Captain Qin, it's not good!" Another plainclothes policeman hurried over: "The villagers heard that the connector was arrested, and they all shouted that their money was cut off, and they started causing trouble in the village!"

At this age, I still stubbornly believe that right and wrong in the world are as clear as day and night, black and white.

But the villagers taught me a lesson. In the face of their own interests, it is right to kill people and set fires.

Although Sanghun Village is isolated from the outside world, every household has ample food and clothing and even made a lot of money these years.

What is justice and what is right?
In the eyes of these people, only the village head who brought them prosperity is right, even if it is killing someone, even making his own daughter a sacrifice, even sending his own old man to a death kiln.

The villagers who have always been known as honest people, when encountering a little chance to change their destiny, the greed and selfishness that erupts makes people shudder.

The loess land not only feeds food, but also the unwillingness to be destroyed by sweat for generations.

Who wants to be poor if they can be rich.

What morality and ethics, but the benefits have not yet reached the extreme.

Daoist Yin had an accident, and now Village Chief Yan has also been arrested, completely cutting off their way to get rich.

Those villagers seemed to be crazy, chasing and killing our group like wild beasts with tools that can be seen everywhere in the village.

I was extremely shocked in my heart. If there is really an end to the world, it should be no different from now.

Later, Wang Xiulian, who was more familiar with the terrain, led us out of the village.

A stone bridge stands on the river, leading to the opposite bank.

"Didn't the bridge collapse? What's going on?" Qin Heng looked at the arch bridge in front of him with a straight face, with disbelief on his face.

But at this moment, I saw the old man on the bridge again, he did not demolish the bridge, he stood on the bridge and smiled at me.

"Stop talking, let's go!" Seeing the flames on the village road behind them, those villagers followed the demons to drag us into hell.

I don't have any time concerns at all, so I can only urge everyone to leave quickly.

After running to the opposite side, I realized that Wang Xiulian did not follow us across the bridge.

She stood alone at the entrance of the village, picked up the torch and left us a desolate figure, and burned down all the absurdity in the village of mourning souls.

Yan Hao's family was torn apart, and when Zhao Wenjing helped him into the car, he looked disheartened.

The body of Daochang Yin was not carried out, and the village head Yan who was carried out by the police has been transferred for treatment.

After he wakes up, what awaits him will be a death trial.

Those innocent children who were poisoned by village chief Yan were rescued by the police, and they will gradually settle down in the future.

Many villagers living in Sanghun Village are criminals. They will go to various cities to bring kidnapped and deceived children back to the village.

Then, wait for the customer to pick up the goods.

"I worked as an undercover agent in Sanghun Village for two years!" Sitting in the police car, Qin Heng told me about that memory: "The village head Yan and Taoist Yin are very cunning, in order to find out the transactions between them and those so-called sellers , I did everything possible to gain their trust, and in the process, I successfully saved many people."

Qin Heng raised his head and glanced at Zhao Wenjing, then lowered his eyes again: "But I can't save anyone."