The village chief looked excited. As he spoke, he grabbed my hair and forcibly lifted me up.
Although I have been resisting, my strength is still too weak and I am no match for adults.
He slapped me hard twice. My cheeks hurt so much that I almost lost my balance. The village chief pushed me hard against the wall, like a little chicken that had lost the protection of an adult.
The village chief stared at me, his face was black, and he shouted angrily,
"You bastard, eight people have died in the village. If this continues, the entire Zhoujiagou will be wiped out because of your family's affairs. As the village chief, I can't ignore it. If you want to blame me, just blame you for your suffering. Why did you end up with someone like this? Mother."
I was pressed against the wall and couldn't struggle. When the village chief was looking for a rope to tie me up, I shouted with difficulty,
"That's not the case. The person who really wants to harm the village is not my mother, but someone else... My mother is also a victim. She has no intention of harming anyone."
At the beginning, my grandfather did suspect that my mother had done these things, but since he found that my mother's grave had been tampered with, he was certain that someone else had done these things.
What's more, my mother never showed up from beginning to end. How could she kill so many villagers?
"You were deceived by the coffin maker named Wang. This guy is the mastermind behind the scenes. There is something wrong with the coffin he sold to my family!"
I tried to explain all this to the village chief, but the village chief didn't know what kind of ecstasy soup he had been fed. He didn't care about my words at all. He took out a piece of cloth and stuffed it into my mouth, and said with a sad face,
"Zhou Xuan, don't blame me, uncle. I did this for the sake of the whole village. In order to solve the troubles in the village, I can no longer be kind to you."
"You were tricked...ugh!"
I wanted to explain, but the village chief didn't give me a chance and stuffed a rag into my mouth. Seeing that I hadn't given up my struggle, he cruelly picked up the pole and hit me on the head.
I only heard a bang, then my eyes went black, and I didn't know anything anymore.
…
I was so confused that I didn’t know how long I had been unconscious. When I regained consciousness again, it was already dawn.
All my limbs were tied up with hemp ropes, my whole body was tied up, and I was thrown into the firewood shed of the village chief's house.
The woodshed was locked. I was young and weak, and my limbs were tied behind my back, so I couldn't struggle.
I wanted to scream loudly and ask the village chief to let me go, but the rag was still stuffed in my mouth. No matter how I shouted, I could only make an indistinct whine.
Crap……
After several attempts, I was completely desperate and could only stagnate and struggle, like a maggot-like chrysalis body, with my back softly pressed against the wall.
There is really no way to escape this time.
I never thought that I would escape so many evil ghosts and end up in the hands of the village chief.
He is my uncle next door, how could he treat me in this way?
My heart is full of misery, not to mention how disappointed I am. The only thing I can pray for now is to hope that my second uncle can escape smoothly and not fall into the hands of the coffin maker.
At this time, there were also a lot of messy footsteps outside the woodshed. I heard the village chief leading a group of villagers into the backyard and saying as he walked,
"Dayong, go to the entrance of the village and see if Master Wang has come back. I have already caught this kid and I am just waiting for Master Wang to come back and punish him."
The villager had the courage to say, "I don't need to wait for Master Wang, just find a butcher's knife and bleed this little beast directly. His family has caused so much misery to the whole village, why keep him!"
Another villager also gritted his teeth and said, "You're right. In just a few days, more than a dozen people died in the village. It was all caused by the old Zhou family. This whole family deserves a bad death!"
"Village Chief, my wife died unjustly. Please give Zhou Xuan to me. I will sink him in the fish pond and let this little brat pay for my wife's life!"
Outside the woodshed, the villagers cursed one after another. Everyone gritted their teeth and did not hide their hatred for me.
I don’t know what I did wrong. It was obviously not me who caused all this. Why do people in the village want to cut me to pieces?
The bustling shouts and curses made my heart feel gray. I closed my eyes and wished I could die like this.
Until the village chief's scolding came from the crowd,
"Don't fart, how to deal with Zhou Xuan depends on Master Wang's idea. The purpose of calling you here today is to discuss how to build the altar, and cooperate with Master Wang to clear up the troubles in the village, one by one. Why are you venting your anger on a child? If you have the ability, go find his mother!"
After hearing the village chief's scolding, the crowd stopped making noise.
In a small place like Zhoujiagou, the authority of the village chief is quite strong. The villagers did not dare to oppose him and could only leave in anger.
After a while, the door of the woodshed was pushed open again, and a beam of light came through.
I raised my head with despair and saw the village chief holding two corn buns and walking towards me with a complicated expression.
"Are you awake? Are you hungry? Eat something."
After saying that, he took off the torn towel from my mouth and handed the corn bun over.
I moved my lips away and didn't take it.
The village chief sighed, "Zhou Xuan, I know you hate me and the people in the village, but we can't help it. Do you know that just last night, another person died in the village, and many villagers were killed by your mother?" Up to a dozen mouthfuls.”
I looked at him coldly and said, "Why do you say that my mother killed these villagers? Did you see it with your own eyes?"
The village chief shook his head paranoidly, "Who else could it be if it wasn't your mother? Master Wang said that these things are all because of your mother. Only by eliminating your mother can the disaster in the village end."
hehe!
I was too lazy to say anything else. The village chief was too ignorant, and all the ignorant villagers, including those surnamed Wang, were also bewitched.
If my mother was the one responsible for all the harm, then what happened to the people who arranged the evil formation on her grave?
I vaguely felt a huge conspiracy, but it was a pity that I was so useless. I knew that this matter was abnormal, but I didn't have the ability to find out.
The village chief didn't stay in the woodshed for long, and quickly went to do his own business.
I still leaned against the wall with my eyes blank, waiting for the final judgment of fate.
At about three o'clock in the afternoon, the coffin maker named Wang came back. As soon as he entered the house, he asked the village chief, "I heard that you caught that little brat from the Zhou family. Where is he?"
The village chief immediately replied, "The man is locked in the woodshed, waiting for you to deal with it personally."
"Well, you did a good job this time. Guard the room and don't let any outsiders in. I want to be alone with this little beast for a while."
The coffin maker's laughter was full of evil spirits. He left the village chief outside and pushed the door open and walked into the woodshed where I was imprisoned.
I heard the noise early and raised my head coldly to wait for him.
After the door opened, a sinister and perverse face immediately appeared in his sight, with a hooked nose, triangular eyes, and a face full of age spots filled with a playful sneer.
"Boy, we finally meet."
