Troubled times: Start practicing spiritual practice by taking care of your sister-in-law

Chapter 44: Feeling unhappy is like killing people

The Qinghe gang has thousands of members, and has colluded with the yamen of Hepingting and Qingting counties. Its power spans across the two counties, and it has long accumulated prestige and is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

In addition, the Qinghe Gang wants to have better control and prevent subordinates from pursuing selfish interests due to relationships between clans and friends.

Therefore, people from Qingting County were allowed to govern Pingting County.

The gang members from Pingting County came to take charge of Qingting County.

The members of the Qinghe Gang are responsible for food and housing, and their families all live together in the cities of the two counties, or within the areas controlled by the Qinghe Gang.

There is no one from the Qinghe Gang in Fuze Village.

With a tiger skin that can cover the sky as a banner, only the scarred man and his group dare to be so unscrupulous.

"Mom, daddy, save me, save me."

Song Yan struggled desperately, but how could a weak, malnourished woman be a match for a man with a scar? She was immediately caught and taken into the house by the man with a scar.

"Swallow, swallow" the eldest daughter of the Song family screamed desperately and tried hard to break away from the restraints of the Qinghe gang, but to no avail. She looked at Liu Shu who was huddled in the corner, hoping that he would stop him.

But Liu Shu was so frightened that he didn't seem to see it.

This tragic scene of ransacking homes, coupled with the wails and screams from the Song family, immediately attracted many villagers and made them feel sad.

After all, we are all neighbors and people who know the basics. Seeing the Songtian family suffer such hardship, it is inevitable that things will hurt their own kind.

But at most it is sympathy.

More?

But dare not.

After all, even that warrior master didn’t dare to provoke the Qinghe Gang.

The eldest daughter looked at the villagers outside and saw that there was no one to help, and she suddenly fell into despair.

"I fought with you."

Song Tian was once a pig butcher and had a lot of strength. Although he was old, bent down by life, and lost his spirit and spirit, his bones were not broken.

Seeing her family being so humiliated, Song Yan's screams could be heard from the master bedroom.

The blood in Song Tian's heart couldn't be suppressed anymore.

He picked up the hatchet on the side and slashed it on the shoulder of the Qinghe gang member who was dragging his eldest daughter.

The little brother who was chopped down immediately collapsed, blood gushing out.

As soon as the other younger brother, who was holding his eldest daughter, reacted, the hatchet in Song Tian's hand struck him in the face.

With a scream of "Ah", the younger brother fell down.

Only now did the other boys from the Qinghe Gang react and rushed over with ferocious expressions.

After all, Song Tian was old and couldn't compete with the young people. He was able to cut down two people in succession and had the advantage of being the first. When he was attacked, he was immediately beaten to the ground, followed by punches and kicks.

"Dad." When the eldest daughter saw this scene, she immediately picked up a piece of firewood and rushed forward.

choke-

The sound of wiping a knife!
"Pfft."

The sharp tip of the knife pierced the eldest daughter's belly, then he pulled it out, and a bloody arrow shot out.

"Pound."

The eldest daughter dropped the firewood in her hand to the ground, looked down at the wound, and then covered it tightly with her hands, but it was all in vain. Her strength was drained away little by little. She stared blankly at the Qinghe Gang member in front of her, and immediately His gaze moved towards the master bedroom little by little, his eyes blurred: "Yan Yanzi"

Before he finished speaking, he fell to the ground and made no sound.

"Yun Niang." Song Tian's wife looked at her eldest daughter lying in a pool of blood and screamed at the top of her lungs.

"I'll fight with you!" Song Tian's wife climbed up with difficulty and rushed forward.
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Chen family.

After Chen Mo smeared pot ashes on Han Aniang's face, he was still worried and went to the cellar to take out some grain and put it on the table.

According to what Zhang He said before, he gave them all the remaining money at home before he stopped.

In other words, the main purpose of this group of people coming to search the village was not.

The main purpose is to catch the autumn wind.In this way, if they get the benefits, they will leave quickly.

Later, Chen Mo buried his Tang Dao in the vegetable field behind.

After all, in a small mountain village, if someone has a weapon that is not a farm tool in their home, it will arouse suspicion.

The most important thing is that this Tang Dao was expensive to make, and Chen Mo was worried that they would take it away.

As for the purple sun turtle's shell, he buried it in the vegetable field last night.

But even so, Chen Mo was not at ease.

He glanced at his sister-in-law's slender body bearing fruit, and it was hard not to arouse his thoughts.

Chen Mo is not afraid of these people who come to search the village. He is mainly worried about being noticed by the Qinghe Gang.

Just when he was thinking about whether he should let his sister-in-law avoid it.

Zhang He, who had been watching outside, ran in: "Brother Mo, it's bad, something happened to the Song family."

Hearing this, Chen Mo narrowed his eyes, thought for a moment, and said, "Sister-in-law, you wait at home, I'll go take a look."

"Uncle, be careful."

At this time, there was a circle outside Song Tian's house, all villagers from the same village.

The outside of Song's house was in a mess. Standing outside, you could see that everything in the house had been smashed. A mat was lifted open, and quilts and pillows were scattered on the floor.

"Give way, everyone, give way." Zhang He squeezed through the crowd and let Chen Mo step forward.

Chen Mo saw a bloodstain outside the house, extending all the way into the house and the woodshed.

When Chen Mo came to the woodshed, Zhang He on the side was immediately startled and opened his mouth wide.

I saw Song Tian, ​​Song Tian's eldest daughter, and Song Tian's wife, all lying in a pool of blood. Song Tian's little granddaughter was kneeling next to her mother's body, crying loudly.

Liu Shu huddled in the corner, his lips trembling, and he kept trembling: "Don't kill me, don't kill me."

"Brother Mo, they are all dead." Zhang He looked at the three people in the pool of blood and said.

Chen Mo nodded and found that one person was missing, so he quickly ran into the master bedroom to take a look.

I saw a girl lying on the bed, half-clothed, with scars all over her body and a red mark around her neck.

Chen Mo stepped forward and saw that he was also breathless.

Judging from the situation at the scene, the girl suffered inhuman abuse during her lifetime, and then was strangled to death.

Chen Mo covered her with a quilt and walked out of the house.

Outside, a series of comments reached Chen Mo's ears.

"The Song family is really miserable. Butcher Song, Aunt Song, and the eldest daughter Yun Niang all suffered."

"I heard that Brother Hu from the Qinghe Gang was killed and the goods were robbed. The Qinghe Gang ordered a thorough investigation. The Song family resisted when faced with the search, so..."

"It's so good. I didn't provoke anyone, so why... ugh."

This sentence was like a needle piercing into Chen Mo's heart.

When he intercepted and killed Brother Hu, he thought about thousands of scenarios, but he never thought that this would happen.

From this point of view, Qinghe Bangsou Village came for him, and the Song family was just one of the families he implicated and affected.

How could it be like this? How could it be like this?
Thinking of the three members of the Song family lying in a pool of blood in the woodshed, Chen Mo couldn't calm down for a long time. He wanted to shout, but was afraid that others would notice something strange. He clenched his fingers into fists and then slowly released them.

"Zhang He, where are they?" Chen Mo said.

"Brother Mo, they have left."

When she got home, Han Aniang, who was wearing black face, immediately came up to her. When she saw Chen Mo's expression, her expression froze: "Uncle, what's wrong with you?"

"I feel unhappy."

Chen Mo walked past Han Anniang and dug out the Tang Dao in the vegetable field.

"Brother Mo, what do you want?" Zhang He stepped forward.

Wiping off the dirt on the blade, Chen Mo's stern face was reflected on it, with sharp eyes and a cold voice:
"As a murderer!"

(End of this chapter)