The moment he finished speaking, Zou Weimin opened the corner of his clothes, revealing the handcuffs. The other police officers were not plainclothes. Some were holding down his waist, and others were surrounding him, ready to take action.
Mao Yuanyang's face turned green and red, and soon turned red to the color of pig's liver, especially his four-white eyes, the pupils shrunk to a point, the whites of the eyes were extremely obvious, and the eyeballs were smaller than before.
The rest of the Taoist priests were obviously not as direct and tough as Mao Yuanyang, and their expressions suddenly became panicked.
Mao Yuanyang said nothing, just stared at Zou Weimin.
Zou Weimin did not continue to stimulate Mao Yuanyang. He put down his clothes and took out a work ID card from his chest pocket. He stretched out his hand directly in front of Mao Yuanyang and said tonelessly: "This is my work ID card. It has a warning number on it. If Mao Guanzhu feels that If you have any procedural issues with my law enforcement, you can complain to me, but now please cooperate with us, and the injured and companions who are traveling with you should leave the scene as soon as possible."
Several Taoist priests lowered their heads and hurried to Mao Yuanyang's side, whispering a few words of persuasion.
Mao Yuanyang flicked his sleeves, glanced at Zou Weimin coldly, and then walked out.
When he came to the door, he chuckled.
I frowned slightly. Compared to Liu Yushu, Mao Yuanyang was simply too arrogant and unprincipled. Liu Yushu was rigid and stubborn, and he was also standing on the absolute moral or moral high ground. For example, he used to kill corpses. It is one's duty to eliminate evil spirits, and what is important is to do justice for heaven.
Mao Yuanyang's arrogance is entirely based on his personal emotional preferences. Whenever someone disappoints him, he will definitely speak harshly and even take action. The two are completely different.
Although Mao Yuanyang was defeated, I felt a little happy in my heart, but I was also worried whether he would take revenge on Zou Weimin.
After all, Si Baiyan's character is not only self-centered, but also vengeful.
"Mr. Luo, please go out too. Do you need us to call an ambulance?" Zou Weimin's words to me were obviously gentler and more courteous.
"Let's make our own arrangements, Officer Zou. I'll take one more person with me." As I spoke, I raised my finger and pointed at Fatty Chen, who was currently crying among the corpses.
Zou Weimin's face was very embarrassed. He smiled bitterly and said: "I'm afraid it won't work, Mr. Luo, he is an important witness, and he also left extremely important video evidence. Too many people died today. Without him and You definitely won’t be able to leave this video.”
"Even so, the superiors will ask you to be summoned at any time, and you must ensure that you are always available."
"But Mr. Luo, don't worry. The police will protect any witness and provide him with psychological counseling. He will be fine." Zou Weimin became more serious.
He has reached this point, and I have no reason to say more.
With a slight sigh, I told Zou Weimin that when Chen Xiaopang's condition improved a little, I would send him to Feng's house to find me.
Zou Weimin nodded solemnly, and Zhang Er and I walked out.
The rain has stopped now.
The injured Taoist priests were also carried out, and a long cordon was put up at the door of Wang's house.
They did not call an ambulance. What they sent them was the Feng family's car and some of the Taoist temple's own vehicles.
Those cars also drove into the village and sent away the seriously injured ones one by one.
As for whether anyone died or how many people died, I don't know.
Under the crooked-neck tree on the other side of the village road, Mao Yuanyang still held a bronze mirror in his hand, with uncontrollable piety and longing still in his eyes.
"People like him are stubborn and have a small mind, but there is a saying that goes well, one thing comes down to another. The Taoist priests in Moliu Taoist temples and in the mountains all regard the Taoist priests of the Liu family as being orthodox, and they get the magic tools discarded by the Liu family Taoist priests. , and it made him so excited.”
Zhang Er's voice was relatively soft, and only the two of us could hear it. Finally, he said in a complex way: "However, if he had seen clearly, I'm afraid he wouldn't be like this."
"Sixteen, I saw your reaction just now. Do you know "him"?" Zhang Er's voice also sounded questioning.
I nodded: "Uncle Zhang, I'll tell you later."
During this time, the last car also arrived.
Mao Yuanyang got into the passenger seat, and Zhang Er walked towards the car, motioning for me to follow him.
I hesitated a little, then stopped and said: "Uncle Zhang, if I don't leave, Mao Yuanyang will have to deal with the casualties of the Taoist temple and the casualties of those Feng Shui masters. You can go back together. Maybe you and Mao Yuanyang can discuss a few words. Let's see. Let’s look at the countermeasures.”
"We have interrupted one of the old man's steps. He should have been caught off guard. Even if he makes another move, it won't be that fast. I have to wait in the village for another two days."
"Two days?" Zhang Er frowned and said, "It may not be safe for you to stay here alone."
I shook my head and said: "The old man won't come to me now. What Mr. Qi has done should be very important. He will definitely take other actions. He just has to wait for Zou Weimin and the others to ask for clues. And even if he comes to see me I may not be able to do anything to me.”
I looked at Zhang Er deeply and said, "That "person" just now has been following me for a long time."
Zhang Er looked stern, nodded, said no more, and got into the car.
Obviously from the car window, I saw Zhang Er put his head into Mao Yuanyang's ear, and it seemed like he said something.
Mao Yuanyang himself was also looking out of the car window, but now he stopped looking over and instead pulled up the window.
Zhang Er probably wouldn't say anything about the green corpse. After all, I didn't obviously say too much. I just didn't know what he said. Mao Yuanyang no longer insisted on following me.
I originally thought there would be some trouble if I wanted to stay alone in the village.
All the vehicles left and there was no one else on the roadside, so I walked towards the other end of the village road.
The previous rain had made the road muddy, the moon like a scimitar appeared again in the night sky, and the wind was like a sharp knife, cutting across the skin.
When passing through the village, the extreme silence was very uncomfortable.
The entire Xiaoliu Village was almost empty, and not many people had escaped just now.
When I returned to the yard of my house, I took a shower first, put on clean clothes, and then returned to the bed in the room.
He put the mourning stick upright on his chest and looked at the magic spell on it.
Thinking about the Wolf Calamity Curse used by Qing Zhi just now, I don't know whether his strength is stronger or weaker than Liu Yu's Curse?
Mr. Qi was arrested, and so many members of the Qi family were arrested. I'm afraid there aren't many people left in the Qi family, and what's left for Qi Lanxin is probably a mess.
But I don't have time to care about these little things. Maybe she can take care of the aftermath.
I also hope that Zou Weimin can ask some questions. In this case, we will have a clue!
After thinking for a while, I took out the house scripture and looked through it. When I turned to the yellowed paper left by my grandfather, I paused and looked down at the Feng Shui diagram on it.
The reason why I don't leave is because of this piece of paper and my grandfather's last words.
In two days, that is, the day after tomorrow, when the thirty-year deadline he and grandma said comes to pass, I am going to take out the corpse pill of the evil corpse!
