Early the next morning, when Long Feicheng got up to urinate, he saw that the place where the head of the headmaster was buried in the yard had turned into a big pit. The earthen jar and the head of the headmaster were missing. He was frightened. Got to wake up instantly.
After waking up Yan Shouyi and Lin Zitong, the three of them changed their clothes and squatted around the pit to check.
Who would have thought that yesterday's apparently foolproof method would still cause an accident and allow the head-down master to escape.
Yan Shouyi frowned and said, "It shouldn't be..."
Lin Zitong also found it puzzling: "Yesterday, your sword clearly severely injured Jiangtou Master. Even if he had not died, he would not have been able to break free from the jar."
"Is it possible that the Jiangtou Master has some accomplices?" Long Feicheng asked worriedly.
This is the most convincing answer. The enemy's accomplices came to rescue him last night.
But this is the answer Yan Shouyi least wants to hear. What they faced last night was just one head-down master. If Boss Zhou had several or even a dozen head-down masters like last night, what would happen? But that's troublesome.
Yan Shouyi and the three of them were able to protect themselves and escape intact, but what about the villagers in Chenjia Village?
What to do with the villagers who have been tricked into the mine?
Their lives are all in danger!
Yan Shou picked up a small piece of soil, put it in front of his nose and smelled it.
"Did you find anything?" Lin Zitong asked.
Yan Shou thought to himself that it was a good thing that neither he nor Long Feicheng were boys. They didn't pee in the soil yesterday, otherwise they really wouldn't be able to smell anything.
At this time, I just heard him say: "It smells of tribute incense."
"Gong incense?" Lin Zitong was stunned, "Is it possible that the person who helped helped offered incense before coming?"
Long Feicheng was depressed: "This scent clue alone is not enough. Every household in the countryside serves the Stove Lord."
Yan Shou nodded: "That's true."
He threw away the clod of soil, sighed slightly, and then stood up straight:
"Based on these, we are not enough to make any assumptions and conjectures. And instead of making blind guesses here, it is better to go directly into the mountain to take a look and meet the real body of the head-dropping master and the boss Zhou."
This proposal was approved by Lin Zitong and Long Feicheng, and everyone decided to have breakfast soon and set off into the mountains.
When I was in Rongcheng before, the local breakfast was very rich, including all kinds of pastries.
The breakfast custom here in Chenjiacun is a bit simple. Yan Shouyi cooked some white porridge, borrowed some dried radish and salted duck eggs from his neighbor, and just made do with it.
Jiang Ting slept comfortably last night. According to her, she had been having nightmares in the past days. Instead, she slept at Yan Shou's house last night. She had a dreamless night and was very comfortable.
Both Yan Shouyi and Lin Zitong knew the reason. It was because the head-dropping master had lowered Jiang Ting's luck, causing Jiang Ting to have nightmares.
The power of lowering her head yesterday disappeared, and Jiang Ting could naturally have a good sleep.
Jiang Ting asked: "Brother and sister, what are your plans today?"
Lin Zitong gave Jiang Ting some dried radish and said, "We plan to go to the mountains today to have a look, so you don't need to follow us, just stay at home."
Jiang Ting didn't object and said directly: "Then I will prepare food for you. Will you come back at noon?"
Just when Yan Shouyi was about to answer, there was a sudden noise in the village.
Long Feicheng stretched his neck like an old bastard, his butt refused to leave the chair, but he wanted to stretch his head out of the courtyard to see what was going on.
"It seems like someone has entered the village." Jiang Ting could tell just by listening.
There is no way, Chenjiacun is only so big.
At first, everyone didn't take it to heart, but after a while, all four of them heard shrill cries.
At this time, everyone couldn't sit still, knowing in their hearts that something must have happened.
"Let's go out and take a look together."
Yan Shou put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth, and led everyone out.
As soon as I opened the courtyard door, I saw several cars parked at the end of the village. The villagers gathered in front of the cars. A few outsiders actually carried three coffins from the cars!
Jiang Ting recognized those cars at a glance: "It's Boss Zhou's car!"
The four of them quickly ran to the end of the village and squeezed into the villagers.
A total of three coffins were carried out of the car. The outsiders who carried the coffins looked sad. After reading a few names, some villagers immediately started crying and refused to let go of the coffins.
At this time, a skinny old man got out of the car.
The old man looked guilty and held a black bag in his hand, which was full of hundred-dollar bills.
"Several family members, there was an accident in the mine last night, causing these workers to lose their lives. This money is the subsidies and compensation provided by Boss Zhou to the family members. Please accept it," the thin old man said.
After losing their loved ones, the villagers were immersed in grief and had no time to take care of the money.
It was the village chief grandpa who stood up and collected the money for the family first.
In any case, the person is gone, but the money must be left. This money can also help the family members continue to live.
Suddenly, Jiang Ting trembled all over and couldn't help but grab the hands of Yan Shouyi and Lin Zitong.
Lin Zitong turned around and saw Jiang Ting's face full of fear, so she held Jiang Ting's hand and asked in a low voice: "Sister Jiang Ting, what's wrong with you?"
Jiang Ting covered her mouth and said in a trembling voice: "That old man...Jiangtou Master..."
Yan Shouyi and Lin Zitong immediately stared at the thin old man.
The light in the room was too dark yesterday, and the head-down master only had a rotting head, so when the two saw the old man during the day, they couldn't recognize him as the head-down master yesterday.
This head-dropping master had narrowly escaped death yesterday, and he actually dared to come to the village openly today. What was he going to do? !
Yan Shou resisted the idea of going forward to kill the head-lowering master directly, wanting to see what kind of play this guy was singing.
The thin old man seemed to realize that Yan Shouyi and the others recognized his identity, so he kept looking in the direction of Yan Shouyi and the others.
At this time, the village chief couldn't help but ask the thin old man: "Boss, what happened in the mine? Why did someone die so easily? Are the other villagers okay?"
When the village chief asked about this, the other villagers all became quiet.
Most of them have relatives who have gone to the mines. The oldest one has been there for more than two months and there is no news at all.
The explanation given by Boss Zhou was that there was no signal in the mine, so it was impossible to make calls, and the villagers who went there were unwilling to come out because they wanted to make more money in one go.
Only this old man would come out of the mine from time to time. When he came, he would give money or food to the villagers, saying that it was Boss Zhou's welfare for the miners' families.
This made everyone hold back their words.
But today is different. Someone died today, the backbone of the family is gone, and no one else can bear it.
Other villagers are also worried about their relatives.
Facing everyone's questions, the thin old man pretended to be helpless. He hesitated to speak, and after a long time he said:
"To be honest, something evil did happen in the mine yesterday!"
