The two people stood like that, like stiff wood. Suddenly, one person turned around and walked behind the other person. Just when I was confused, I saw him suddenly reaching out his hand and pushing forward hard!
"Plop——"
The water splashed everywhere, but there was no cry for help, no shouting, and no struggle. After a few seconds, only a few black ripples remained in the entire pond.
I swallowed, with a look of horror on my face, and turned to look at Uncle Mo.
He was stunned and speechless.
That man was still standing by the pond.
Suddenly, he squatted down and picked up something from the ground, then turned around, raised the thing in his hand, which was a knife, and ran towards us crazily.
Without even seeing the person's face clearly, Uncle Mo immediately took my arm and started running wildly.
"Ah, stop looking, let's go!"
"Go to my house, go to my house to find my master!" I said, and Mo Laosan agreed.
However, the man behind us is really chasing after us, as if we have some deep grudge against him and he must kill us.
I let go of my voice and shouted towards the village: "It's killing people! It's killing people!"
The person behind us was breathing heavily and was already only two meters away from us.
I turned around and looked back. Under the dim moonlight, the man was grinning. He raised the machete in his hand and threw it towards us.
The blade cut through Mo Laosan's skin, and he screamed in pain and fell to the ground.
I immediately stopped and watched the two people fighting together.
However, Mo Laosan was still a little older. He was already in his forties this year. He had no strength to resist after being punched twice.
Then, the man picked up the hatchet that fell next to him and was about to chop it on Mo Laosan's head.
At this moment, I threw the handful of dirt I just grabbed and hit him in the face.
As soon as he closed his eyes, Mo Laosan struggled like this and the knife fell again.
Mo Laosan knew that the opportunity had come, picked up the knife, and slashed the man's arm and waist with his backhand.
The blood flowed like a stream, and the bones and flesh were broken off like melons and vegetables.
Until he fell.
The sound of dogs barking and cries for help resounded throughout the village. Many people were awakened and rushed over with flashlights. They were all frightened by the pool of blood on the ground and turned pale. After a while, Liu Ruxiang also came.
The man who was hacked to death also found out his identity, and he turned out to be the Great Qiangzi!
I didn't dare to turn my head and look at the tragic scene behind me, so I told everything exactly what I had just seen and experienced.
At this moment, another woman running over was crying profusely. She was the wife of the village chief Mo Ershi.
"It's not good, it's not good, go and take a look, my man is drowned!"
Everyone was stunned and quickly gathered around to ask what happened, how and where he drowned.
"At my house, he fell into the sink and was dead."
As soon as she said this, no one believed it, including me. I also thought it was strange. I followed her to the village chief’s house in a panic, and saw a terrifying scene: Mo Ershi’s head fell into the sink for washing hands, and his head was shaking. Submerged in the water, there was no movement at all, and his legs were still standing straight.
Touching it with your hand, your body has become stiff and cold.
Fear was written on everyone's faces.
"What should I do! What is going on?"
Liu Ruxiang took a deep breath, calmed down, and told everyone: "Now that so many lives have been lost, the problem is no longer simple. There must be something causing trouble under the water in Persimmon Pond. If it is not dealt with, something will happen next. ."
In the whole village, only my master is the master. Everyone else is helpless and they all turn their attention to my master, hoping to save people.
Liu Ruxiang stood in the bathroom and looked around, looked down, and sighed: "I didn't expect this thing to be so vicious."
"Now, let's call the whole village over and wait together by the river. There are also the village chief, the corpses lying on the threshing floor outside, and the strong man. All the corpses are carried to the persimmon pond. On the edge, everyone in our village went over, the ones who were energetic and those who were weak were guarding everyone. We must dig through this pond. The source of everything is there."
Liu Ruxiang pointed out the target, and everyone immediately took action and gathered at the Wild Persimmon Pond.
Tonight, it is destined to be difficult to sleep peacefully.
As Liu Ruxiang walked, she told me about the next strategy.
"Do you still remember that in the afternoon, someone said that when we were digging a deep persimmon pond decades ago, a person was knocked crazy. He also said that he was a woman and wanted to get married. In the end, he was pregnant with a child. right?"
I nodded, the story still fresh in my mind.
"Based on the current information, it can be deduced that the first accident in that wild pond was caused by excavation decades ago. This is enough to show that something happened or happened to the deep pond at that time. It is very likely that It’s some dirt that was deposited earlier.”
Liu Ruxiang picked up the box and various materials, and asked others to prepare the live rooster, which would most likely be used in subsequent rituals.
When I came to Persimmon Pond again, it was more lively than every time I came here before. Everyone was gathered together, either crying, shivering, or talking in low voices.
Under Liu Ruxiang's call and the pressure of fear, everyone who could hold a shovel basically started working. The narrow and shallow canal soon began to become wider and deeper.
More than an hour passed before I knew it. It was already half past one. Many children and the elderly were sleeping directly on the grass, and we finally dug the ditch.
The pond water, which carries a fishy smell, is continuously drained from the canal and drained clean until only silt remains at the bottom.
However, there was no body under the pond.
The villagers were in an uproar, and some even questioned Liu Ruxiang's judgment. I vaguely heard someone scolding the broom star.
Liu Ruxiang remained unmoved and insisted on digging away the mud.
The two of us went down to the pond first, and other laborers followed us down. We used radish baskets to transport it and pots to scoop out the mud. Then we started digging down the wet soil.
"What's going on? Why is there still no body under there? I think you are obviously lying. You two are the broom stars. Maybe it was you two apostles who killed this person!"
"We were asked to dig a pond, and we spent a long time with no results!"
A few people started to accuse us, the master and the apprentice, and I felt angry and annoyed. We, the master and the apprentice, were not doing the best for the people in the village. Otherwise, if we had just left, how could there have been so many troubles?
As soon as I opened my mouth to question the two people, I saw Liu Ruxiang holding a stick of incense and stopping somewhere in the pond.
He stretched out his hand and pointed toward the ground: "Dig here."
The shovel was shoveled down, and within a few moments, a "clunking" sound was heard.
