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Chapter 123 Chapter 123 Happy Village 11
Listening to Zhao Zhang's description, Qin Yao and Xiaoju looked at each other, and they almost vomited.

But Qin Yao admired Luo Lanhua very much. Once a person develops the courage to live, he will definitely block gods and kill gods, and Buddhas will block and kill Buddhas.

She did it.

"Old man Zhao's mouth is wide open, and he may have eaten a lot. By the way, his stomach has been melted, the contents inside have been emptied, and the clothes on his body have been stripped off. Alas, to live so long I didn't expect to die so dishonorably due to my age."

"How is old man Zhao?"

Mrs. Zhao Zhang curled her lips, "Like his son, he also likes to beat people. His wife was also beaten to death by him. Old man Zhao is ugly. He was also a hunter when he was young. He fell into the pit and hurt his leg. His right leg is a little bit Lame, after his mother-in-law died, no woman would marry him. I remember there was a rumor in the village that Zhao Hu was not born to the old man, because Zhao Hu was tall and big, and the old man had pockmarks on his face. , he is still small, although he is a hunter, but he has no hunting skills. Before his mother-in-law married him, she was engaged, and he snatched his mother-in-law for three hundred coins more. Zhao Hu grew up Later, the appearance of the father and son was too different, so everyone guessed that Zhao Hu was not the old man Zhao's own."

Qin Yao sneered, the villagers of Huanxi Village only had the ability to oppress women and spread rumors about women.

No, or rather, in the torrent of feudal society, all women lived such a life.

Spend an extra three hundred cash to buy out a woman, let her be a cow and a horse, have children, beat and kick her, and finally kill her. No one blames the murderer, because the son born is not like her husband, but It was rumored by the whole village.

They were not allowed to enter school, engage in business, enter the family tree, set up female households, or leave the family.

And it can be recorded in the history books that female emperors, female officials, female generals, female poets, female doctors...they broke through the eighteen layers of hell and came to us after crossing mountains and mountains.

Qin Yao took Xiaoju and followed Zhao Zhang to Zhao Hu's house. At this time, Zhao Hu's house was surrounded by villagers. The old man Zhao who was pulled out of the latrine by Zhao Hu was lying in the yard without any villagers. Willing to help clean up his body, Zhao Hu can only clean up for old man Zhao himself.

But looking at the unrecognizable corpse with its organs hollowed out, and the smashed head into a pulp, Zhao Hu couldn't help but vomit.

"Oh my god, old man Zhao is actually dead too."

"His death was miserable. He must have done something that both humans and gods outraged. I remembered that he beat his mother-in-law to death."

"Not only that, but he also beat his daughter-in-law and granddaughter. Zhao Hu just learned from him. Like a father, like a son."

"Would it be true that all those who beat their mother-in-law and threw a baby girl in the back mountain will die?"

"Have you forgotten? Widow Qin said that as long as the bones from the back mountain are picked up and buried, the mountain god will forgive us."

"I don't dare to lose my baby girl anymore, I'm afraid of death."

"What are you afraid of? Girls are losers. If you lose it, you lose it."

"Will the mountain god punish us?"

"Do you really believe Widow Qin's words? If she is not responsible, there is only one possibility. There is a murderer in Huanxi Village. We must find this murderer now."

"Murderer? Don't scare me."

"If there is a murderer, what exactly does he want to do by killing the villagers?"

"This person must have a grudge against the dead person. As long as we find clues, we can find the murderer."

……

"My father was killed by someone, either by a mountain god or by someone in the village. I want to find the murderer and tear him into pieces." Zhao Hu came to the crowd with blood on his hands, his gaze Skip the crowd, and finally land on Qin Yao.

Qin Yao let him examine him without fear.

Zhao Hu's gaze moved away again, and then fell on Zhao Zhangshi, Luo Lanhua, Zhou Daidi, Song Zhaodi... and others.

Qin Yao immediately found one thing in common, these women were all widows, or in other words, these women had all suffered from old man Zhao's poisonous hands.

No wonder when Mrs. Zhao Zhang came to the thatched cottage to tell her the news that old man Zhao had died, there was hatred in her eyes, but also a touch of joy.

"The murderer is in the village, I will find him." After Zhao Hu said this, he asked his wife to go back to the house to get a needle and thread, and he sewed up the old man's stomach with his own hands.

Zhao Hu's words made the villagers panic. They looked at each other and thought that the other was the murderer. The murderer was hiding in the dark.

Qin Yao took Xiaoju back to the thatched hut after appreciating the tragic situation of old man Zhao and the terrified appearance of the villagers.

"Ma Ma, these bones are not from babies, they may be seven or eight years old, and the bones here, she may be fourteen or five years old."

Looking at the cleaned up bones, Xiaoju sighed for the nth time.

"Ma Ma, why did they encounter this? I feel very uncomfortable, I can't breathe."

As a golden snake, Xiaoju would feel sorry for this girl's tragic life, but the person who killed them would not.

They don't even have the slightest remorse.

"I hope they will be healthy and happy in their next life, and no one will hurt them again."

Looking at the teary-eyed Xiaoju, Qin Yao sighed.

She couldn't bear to tell Xiaoju that even if the feudal system was abolished a thousand years later, women would still be trapped by all kinds of shackles.

But she still wanted to help them and fight out from Huanxi Village.

She wants to tell the surviving women that we must be full of strength, we must study, we must be wise, we must love ourselves, we must dare to fight, and we must confront all injustices.

Before that, the numerous bones buried in the back mountain need to be seen again.

And every village may have such a back mountain.

After dark, Qin Yao didn't go to bed. She knew that the real hunting in Huanxi Village had only just begun.

A scream broke the tranquility of the night again, Qin Yao didn't go out to join in the fun, Xiaoju was a little curious, he really wanted to know who died tonight, so he went out to watch the fun while it was dark.

Half an hour later, Xiaoju came back happily.

"Mama, Zhao Aizi and his son are dead. The death condition is the same as that of the old man Zhao. His internal organs were emptied, his head was crushed, his clothes were stripped and thrown into the latrine. Someone in the village went to the toilet, and only then did they see the bodies of Zhao Aizi and his son."

The corner of Qin Yao's mouth twitched.

Shorty Zhao lives in the north of the village. He has no wife and children, but an old father with a hunchback. Shorty Zhao is only 1.5 meters long, with short legs and a big head. He is almost 40 years old this year, and no woman is willing to marry him. No money to marry a daughter-in-law.

Qin Yao suddenly remembered that when she left in the morning, Luo Lanhua asked her if she had seen who the man who left was, and she only said that he was not tall.

"Mama, Luo Lanhua must have killed him."

(End of this chapter)