As they made a fuss, people from other villages also came, and there were actually dozens of them, all holding torches and carrying hatchets, walking towards the village in a mighty manner. The disciples of the Five Immortals immediately reported to Grandma Bai.
When Grandma Bai found out about this, she summoned three of the Four Masters of Longmen and several coffin bearers.
"Long Changming committed a murder and killed thirty-six people. You should know it by now, right?" Grandma Bai asked.
Uncle Long smoked his cigarette and said: "We never ask questions about what the fourth brother does. But as the boss of the Dragon Clan, Master Juan, I have the obligation to protect the body of the fourth brother. Our Long family is holding a funeral, and if anyone dares to make trouble, Master Juan I can’t spare him first!”
Mr. Long continued: "I, Long Teng, have always listened to my elder brother. Whatever my elder brother does, I will do."
"Where's the third child?" Grandma Bai asked the sturdy man.
Mr. Long San said angrily: "We have no control over what the Fourth did during his lifetime. It doesn't matter whether he kills someone or sets a fire. Whoever wants to take revenge can just come against me. This ghost-headed sword of mine has been around for several years." I’ve never tasted human blood!”
Grandma Bai nodded in appreciation.
"I heard that the four brothers of the Long family have always been at odds with each other, but I didn't expect that they got along quite well in the face of major issues of right and wrong. So, what about these guys? I heard that you are the coffin bearers invited by Long Changming. What do you think of this?"
The eight pallbearers sat together, all expressionless.
After a while, one of them stood up and said: "We, the coffin-carrying family, are only responsible for collecting money and doing things. We have no control over the grievances in the world. However, whoever wants to rob the escort must step over our corpses!"
"That's right! We brothers only recognize our bodyguards, not our people. Whoever dares to destroy our coffins has robbed our bodyguards. Not to mention the people in the world, even if they are dignitaries, we will also send them to the police and the army when they come. With three words, he will be killed without mercy!"
"Okay! With righteous men like you here, it's no wonder that the Twenty-Fourth Hall hasn't taken action yet."
"Wrong! Isn't this coming?"
A young man's voice came from outside. As soon as the man finished speaking, stones flew in from outside and landed on our tiled house, making the house rattle.
The third master was the first to rush out with the ghost head knife.
"Who the hell doesn't want to live anymore? Who threw the stone just now? Come out!"
"Damn it! Didn't you see that our Long family is having a funeral?"
"There is a saying that the dead are the most powerful, do you understand? They are all country bumpkins!"
The third master, who was a tall man with a fierce look on his face, was walking around with a ghost-headed sword. Dozens of crying villagers were suddenly frightened into silence. They all lowered their heads and dared not say.
"Oh! I see that all of you are cowards. Your family members died tragically and your heads were chopped off. You dare not stand up and avenge them. You are born to be so cowardly. It's really boring!"
This time the Third Master saw clearly that the person speaking was a young man riding a horse.
This man also wore a bamboo hat and held a sword in his hand, with seven gems inlaid on the sword.
Under his instigation, the villagers suddenly surrounded the third master.
"Who are you from Long Changming?"
"Give my three girls their lives!"
"And our little daughter!"
"My sister..."
"Thirty-six lives! Long Changming chopped off all their heads!"
"Let us in quickly!"
…
Dozens of people flocked to Mr. San like crazy. The third master brandished a big knife, but these people pressed on him as hard as they could. The third master did not dare to kill in public, so he was so angry. Fortunately, there were many Longmen disciples, and they quickly rushed up and pushed the crowd back.
For a moment, the two groups of people fought together.
"Everyone stop it!"
Grandma Bai roared angrily and stamped her crutch suddenly.
A flash of white light blew everyone away. Among the crowd, only the young man riding a horse still looked at Grandma Bai calmly, standing out from the crowd.
"Young man, are you from the 24th Hall of Qimen? Tell me your name!"
The young man wore a mask, raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "I am from the Qimen Punishment Hall, codenamed Lichun. This is my law enforcement badge. Please take a look at it!"
After the young man finished speaking, he threw out a waist card. Grandma Bai took it and looked at it, and found that there was indeed the logo of Qimen Punishment Hall on it. It was a giant python that was killed in the wind and rain.
"Under the emperor, the guilty will be punished! It's a pity that Long Changming is dead, so my little brother's journey was in vain."
"Oh? It's true that Long Changming is dead, but as a warlock, our Twenty-Four Halls hope to take away his body. Firstly, we can give an explanation to the dozens of families behind him. Secondly, it is also to completely destroy Got him."
"Totally destroy him, what do you mean?"
"Long Changming has the ability to bring the dead back to life, doesn't Grandma Bai know?"
Grandma Bai said with a smile: "Young man really loves to joke. How can there be any way to bring the dead back to life? It's just a trick to deceive people. Long Changming is dead. This is absolutely true. The five of us will guarantee it with our lives. You still have to ask Come back!"
"Wind and rain send spring back, and flying snow welcomes spring. There are already hundreds of feet of ice on the cliffs, but there are still beautiful flowers and branches. They don't compete for spring, they only report that spring has come."
"My dear Lichun, the news has been brought here. I see that there are so many experts here, and I don't have the ability to take Long Changming's body away by force. Then, let's leave this matter to the police!"
"drive!"
The young man rode away, leaving only dozens of villagers bustling around the Long family compound.
At this time, Mr. Long came out.
"Everyone, our fourth brother killed someone, and our Long family does not deny it. You are all family members of the victim, right? Come and register. Now that the murderer has committed suicide out of fear of crime, what do you think should be done?"
"Dead? We...we want to see people alive, and we want to see corpses when we die!"
"We haven't seen the murderer's body, so why should we believe it when you say he's dead?"
"Yes! We want to see Long Changming's body! Long Changming deserves death!"
"Murderer!"
…
The third master said: "Shut up, I'm so noisy!"
After the third master said this, he struck a jujube tree outside the courtyard with his knife.
The jujube tree as big as a bowl fell down suddenly.
Everyone was shocked.
At this time, a pallbearer wearing an orange mandarin jacket came over.
"Everyone, I'm very sorry. Mr. Long's body has been enshrined and we really can't let everyone pay their respects!"
"What? Not showing it to us?"
"Folks, if we owe money, we must repay our debts and if we kill people, we must rush in together and drag out Long Changming's body!"
"Come in!"
Dozens of people rushed into the yard again.
Seeing that the Longmen disciples could no longer bear the pain, a coffin bearer wearing an orange mandarin jacket came over.
"Everyone, stop!"
"Are you sure you want to see Long Changming's body? Okay! I'll open the courtyard door now for you to see!"
"Creak!"
The moment the courtyard door opened, the villagers who were charging forward were so frightened that they backed away.
