I, the last yin and yang embroidery master

When the old village chief heard these words, a wave of anger suddenly rose in his heart.

Now the whole village is working in full swing.

Suddenly someone came out and said.

Stop or you’ll be punished.

If only it were placed in ancient times.

Such people will be spurned by all people.

Or even directly kill on the spot on the grounds of disturbing the hearts and minds of the people.

But considering the identity of this old man.

The old village chief only said coldly with a displeased face.

“Taigong, it’s not the era before, it’s about putting an end to feudal superstition, don’t talk about it anymore.”

This old man.

He is now the oldest person in the village, and everyone will call out Taigong respectfully when they see it.

It is mainly responsible for some funeral, tomb selection, and marriage in the village.

If there is any child in the village who cries strangely in the middle of the night, then it is right to find the prince.

But there are countless rules and regulations.

Until now.

It was even beaten into feudal superstition, if not for his advanced age.

Ineffable.

It’s time to go to the squat cell.

Taigong sighed and explained.

“We are committing evil!”

“Such predation of livestock and wild fowl, whether adults or cubs, is captured or killed alive, leaving no room at all.”

“Even those dead beasts are skinned and dried.”

“Occasionally once or twice is enough, if it goes on for a long time, it will definitely be robbed!”

“In my opinion, there are already bursts of dead air wrapped around our village, and if we don’t stop it, it’s too late!”

“Then it will really be…”

Not waiting for the old man to finish.

The old village chief snorted coldly and waved his hand.

“Taigong, you are old, people are also old and confused, our village is obviously getting better and better now, where are those things you said.”

“What’s more, aren’t beasts meant to be eaten by people?”

After speaking, the old village chief walked directly in the other direction.

Spat on the ground.

He didn’t take the words of the prince to heart at all.

Taigong looked at the old village chief whose figure was fading away, and sighed heavily.

“Is it man eating animals, or animals eating people?”

In the cloudy eyes, crystal tears flickered.

Over time.

The entire Feng Men Village became more and more prosperous.

Everyone is energetic.

But this spirit is a little strange.

In the eyes of outsiders.

It’s like an old man at the time of death.

The last breath of light back.

The time has finally arrived on the 15th day of the eighth lunar month.

The 15th day of the eighth lunar month, Mid-Autumn Festival.

In some places, the status of the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Compared to the annual Chinese New Year’s Eve.

Don’t let it go.

For this year’s closed gate village.

This Mid-Autumn Festival is destined to be an extraordinary day.

Especially.

When the old village chief decided to make a big deal.

Early in the morning, the whole village is cheering and celebrating, preparing various ingredients.

This time, the Mid-Autumn Festival is already more lively than Chinese New Year’s Eve.

Or so to speak.

The most lively festival in the history of Fengmen Village.

Mid-Autumn Festival as a moon view.

Therefore, the banquet was naturally put in the evening.

Eight o’clock in the evening.

The feast begins.

The stalks were constantly changing, and everyone was drunk.

In three sentences spoken.

There must be a sentence about the fence of the back mountain, and I have imagined the future.

Just when everyone is a little on top.

The old village chief stood up, held a glass of wine in his hand and raised it to everyone and said.

“We can’t have the kind of life we have in Fengmen Village, and we can’t do without everyone.”

“This drink, to all of you.”

After speaking.

The old village chief drank the high-grade liquor in the cup.

Everyone applauded vigorously and looked excited.

I don’t know who started it.

The audience began to shout.

“To the fence, to the fence.”

Satiated.

The old village chief was also proud and waved his hand.

“Let’s go, let’s go to the fence together!”

The whole village walked towards the fence.

Now this fence.

It is their hope, and it is their thought.

The weather on the 15th day of the eighth lunar month is already a little shaded.

A dark breeze blew through.

Everyone involuntarily shivered.

The wine also woke up for the most part.

Lin Zi pulled the old village chief’s clothes behind him, shrunk his neck and whispered.

“Uncle, or let’s go back, this big night here is strange.”

The old village chief suddenly glared angrily and scolded.

“Afraid of fear, afraid of an egg, all such a big person, still believe those who have it!”

A flashlight that snatched his nephew walked in the front.

Approaching the fence.

Da Zhu frowned and said suspiciously.

“Strange, why is it so quiet here today, there is no snort of wild boars.”

“It stands to reason that when I passed here at night before, there would be all kinds of sounds.”

At Da Zhu’s side, Erzhu joked.

“Maybe the wild boar, like us, has been to the Mid-Autumn Festival.”

When it was less than twenty meters from the fence.

The old village chief sniffed hard and asked back suspiciously.

“Do you smell anything strange?”

People who heard this.

They all sniffed hard and spoke out one after another.

“Does it smell of blood?”

“It’s blood, the smell of blood.”

“Why does it smell of blood?”

……

The old village chief chuckled in his heart.

The flashlight swept towards the fence.

In the dim light, a miserable picture.

Appear in front of everyone.

A wild boar fell in a pool of blood, a large hole was made in its belly, and flowery green intestines and internal organs flowed all over the place.

His eyes were wide open, and there was no sound.

See this scene.

The old village chief suddenly roared.

“Copycat, someone is harming our livestock and wild fowl!”

Everyone was drunk and did not have the slightest fear.

Striding towards the fence.

As they go deeper step by step.

Something they couldn’t believe had happened.

The livestock and wild fowl in the entire fence were all dead.

And the death is extremely miserable.

Some of their bodies were broken in two, and the distance was seven or eight meters.

Some heads were directly torn into two petals, and bean-shaped brain pulp was everywhere.

Others can’t even find their bodies.

Only one head remains.

Standing alone on the ground, it was terrifying.

Look at the scene in front of you like a slaughterhouse.

The old village chief shouted with a broken hug of his head.

“This, what’s going on, that beast, what that beast did!”

Right now.

A dark wind swept out of thin air, whistling majestically.

A dark cloud floated in the sky, covering the full moon.

There was no light in the darkness all around.

The flashlight that is somewhat low on power flashes gray and dim.

At a distance of about fifty meters from everyone.

A pair of green eyes.

Suddenly lit up….