"What else is he thinking about?" Liu Wensan asked with a frown.
I was silent for a while and replied: "Grandma gave me two books, both of which were my grandfather's relics. One is about connecting the Yin, and the other is about Feng Shui." I don't need to hide Liu Wensan, the two of us are on the same boat, Grandma He even made me my godfather.
At the same time, I also had some scrutiny in my mind.
If I don't hide Liu Wensan, but Liu Wensan wants to hide it from me, then I'm afraid I have to consider the issue of trust.
After all, when I went out before, I gave up half my life to Liu Wensan.
Liu Wensan nodded thoughtfully, and said: "Sixteen, come out, eat some food first, and then tell me everything that happened last night, and then Uncle Wensan will tell you about Ma Baozhong."
On the stone table in the yard, there were rice porridge, fried dough sticks, pickles, and half a plate of bacon.
The close combat last night also consumed a lot of energy. Smelling the salty aroma of the porridge, I suddenly became hungry and moved my index fingers.
After wolfing down some porridge and fried dough sticks, I finally regained some strength after dealing with a few pieces of bacon. I recounted everything that happened to Ma Baozhong last night.
Liu Wensan lit a cigarette and smoked it. After a while, he said: "Ma Baozhong is a death-seeking dog in this area. He came to my place a few years ago and wanted to beg for that piece of Gu jade."
"I didn't give it to him. I beat him up and threw him into a willow marsh. From then on, he hated me and said that he would definitely take my life. At that time, I said that not only would he not be able to take my life I can’t even get half a bowl of water for my life.”
My heart skipped a beat and I looked at Liu Wensan in surprise.
It turns out that he and Ma Baozhong still have such a holiday?
Before, he just called him an old dog, begging for water, food and treasures, but now he directly calls him a dog begging for death. One can imagine how much he actually hates Ma Baozhong.
I felt unnatural in my heart. Ma Baozhong begged for water from my hand and drank three bowls. Even the bowls were taken away. Didn't this make Liu Wensan get slapped in the face?
I apologized to Liu Wensan, but if he hadn't told me, I wouldn't have known the twists and turns in this.
Liu Wensan waved his hand and told me that what Ma Baozhong wanted was the delicacies of the Yin people, both the two books and the Gu jade I had on me! He will never give up until he achieves his goal and will continue to struggle year after year.
But when Ma Baozhong felt fear, he didn't dare to rob him head-on, and would only follow behind his back.
I thought to myself, this kind of following also makes people feel sad. Maybe one day I don't pay attention, and it will be spoiled!
After hesitating for a moment, I asked Uncle Wen, hadn't he thought about it to avoid future troubles?
But Liu Wensan smiled and said, "It's not like your Uncle Wensan hasn't thought about it this way. There are too many things that you won't understand even if I tell you about them. You'll know why next time you see Ma Baozhong." Liu Wensan's ambiguous answer was, That's what I really didn't understand.
At this moment, noisy footsteps suddenly appeared outside the courtyard. Looking up, a large group of villagers were walking towards this side.
Their expressions were filled with nervousness and fear.
When we reached the entrance of the courtyard, no one dared to come in directly. The crowd was pushing and shoving.
It was the old prince who came to the front. He looked at Liu Wensan blankly, his voice seemed to be hoarse.
"Wen San, are you ready?" My heart skipped a beat. Liu Wen San lit a cigarette and took two puffs.
"How many died?" Liu Wen's three words were shocking!
It made my heart beat wildly.
The old prince's face fell, and the other villagers also looked pale.
"Everything...is gone...only a three-year-old girl is left...Liu Zhi, his wife, and his mother are all miserable. They were so good, how can they be gone..." the old prince said with a sad face.
Liu Wensan said coldly: "That's not a good thing! Lao Liu's body is missing. It's both human and ghost. I don't know what caused it." This sentence made the villagers even more worried. Uneasy.
A man about the same age as me folded his hands and said cautiously: "Uncle Wen, you are the only gentleman in our village. Liu Zhi doesn't believe what you say, so he has nothing to say even if he loses his life. But Our village cannot suffer misfortune with them, will it implicate the village?"
Liu Wensan was silent for a moment, and then said: "Let's go and take a look first. If it's Lao Liu, I still have to send him away."
I breathed a sigh of relief. Liu Wensan said this, which meant that he wanted to take care of it.
I was horrified when Liu Zhi's family died, but that was all. They probably didn't do anything good, and they deserved their death.
But Liu Wensan glanced at me, which made me confused.
"Uncle Wen, is there something on my face?" I asked unnaturally.
Liu Wensan shook his head and said, "Nothing, let's go take a look first."
The group of people left the house and walked towards Lao Liu's house.
A few minutes later, we arrived outside the yard.
There are still white lanterns hanging on the eaves, and there is also white silk on the door. The same tables and tables with white seats as before are still placed outside the house, and the dishes and chopsticks have not been cleared away.
When I walked into the courtyard, I saw three people kneeling on the ground.
Liu Zhi, Li Amei, and the middle-aged woman.
According to what the old prince said before, this woman is Liu Zhi's mother, and she should be a brother and sister to Old Liu.
The three of them knelt side by side, with their hands hanging by their sides. There was a ticking sound, and a lot of blood seeped into the ground.
Looking down at the ground, the soil turned black and red, and the unpleasant smell of blood mixed with the greasy leftovers made people feel sick.
There was a small square table in front of them and a wooden stool behind the square table.
There was a half bottle of wine on the table, and a glass was poured into the glass.
There is also a plate of dried sesame seeds, a plate of peanuts, a plate of pork head meat, and a bowl of rice. If you look carefully, you can see that the rice is half-cooked...it's uncooked rice...
My heart was pounding.
He walked sideways to the three corpses. They all had their heads bowed, and their faces were sallow and white. It was obvious that they had lost too much blood. In addition, they had been dead all night and were already a little dehydrated.
In the room on the right, the sound of a whimpering child kept coming, but the door was locked.
I glanced at Liu Wensan uneasily.
Liu Wensan frowned, and suddenly said: "Kowtow to pay for your life, this old Liu has learned to be smart, and actually killed Liu Zhi directly? Is it really Liu Zhi's hand?"
"Sixteen, pick up that glass of wine and take a sip." Suddenly, Liu Wensan looked at me again.
I froze, my face uglier than crying: "Uncle Wen, is this a bar for dead people? It's obvious that Lao Liu was sitting here yesterday and took the lives of these three people. You let me drink his wine... …That's not good?!"
