Summoning Infinite Movie

Hearing Chi Xian's question, Uncle Cong froze and denied it: "No! I don't know!"

"You must have seen it." Seeing Uncle Cong's reaction, the village head immediately understood that he must know something, and stepped forward to help him up, "If you remember anything, just tell us."

"No, I don't know anything..."

No matter how hard the village head questioned him, Uncle Cong refused to say a word.

He clutched his collar and said that he had high blood pressure, chest tightness, and dizziness, and he had to go home and take antihypertensive medicine no matter what.

The village chief had no choice but to let him go, and asked several young people in the village to collect the scattered bones and send them to the police station.

Jiang Jibei and Chi Xian went to Wei Ye's house to change into clean old clothes.

The average height of the men in the village is no more than 1.7 meters. The two of them are tall, and they look very inappropriate in Wei Ye's clothes.

A good man, Wei Ye, went to the village on a motorcycle to borrow two sets of old clothes from a tall young man's house, and they barely put them on.

The rustic clothes were worn by two tall and handsome young men, but they really had a rustic taste.

After all came, Wei's wife left the two of them for a light meal.

Seeing them staying, Qin Siwen frowned, very dissatisfied.

"You can't stop people from eating." Zhang Sansi sat in front of Tan Siwen and patted Tan Siwen's shoulder carelessly.

"That's right." Ding Hui also said in a low voice, reaching out and tugging at the hem of Tan Siwen's clothes.

This time the food is the most common rice noodles in Guangxi.

Rice noodles are made of rice milk. The rice milk is spread thinly in a mold, and after solidification, it is cut into thin strips one finger wide, which becomes "cut powder".

The appearance of cut powder is white and delicate, crystal clear, and the taste is smooth, tender and refreshing.

The soup base is made by Mrs. Wei herself, and it is the most common way to eat it.

Put the cut powder in boiling water and take it out, pour hot soup with cooked minced pork flowers, chopped pork liver and pig intestines, and then sprinkle with minced green onion, fried soybeans and dried radish according to your taste , a bowl of hot homemade rice noodles is ready to serve.

Jiang Jibei ignored Tan Siwen, he took the three liang of rice noodles that Wei's wife had cooked for him, put a few chopsticks of sour bamboo shoots into the bowl, and ate all the noodles and ingredients in one go, and then he recovered.

"Don't eat it so hot." Chi Xian reminded him, but Jiang Jibei had already drank all the hot soup in one go.

"The rice noodles should be eaten while it's hot." Jiang Jibei pulled a tissue and wiped the soup from the corner of his mouth gracefully.

"Old Cousin Chen Ji, you are really from Guangxi." Wei Ye next to him took a sip of hot soup and said with a smile, "Few outsiders can accept sour bamboo shoots."

"Oh, I can't eat it, I can't smell it." Zhang Sansi frowned when he smelled the sour bamboo shoots, "Although I like snail noodles very much."

"I don't even eat sour bamboo shoots, so I'm ashamed to say that I like snail noodles. Could it be that the snail noodles in the Northeast have mutated?" Qin Siwen had nowhere to vent his dissatisfaction, so he became angry about the issue of snail noodles.

It's not enough for the yin and yang to be angry with his companions, Tan Siwen finally pointed the finger at Jiang Jibei and Chi Xian: "Didn't you say you still want to investigate, go, what did the investigation find out? Performing Shui Furong with the skeleton is an investigation?"

Chi Xian concentrated on poking his fans, and didn't plan to give Tan Siwen a single glance.

Jiang Jibei ate comfortably, and he was in the right mood at this time, so he responded kindly: "Investigate, investigate after eating."

After a while, Chi Xian put down his chopsticks.

Jiang Jibei pulled another tissue, folded it in half, and handed it to Chi Xian: "Have you eaten?"

Chi Xian obediently took the tissue and wiped the corners of his mouth, nodded: "En."

Jiang Jibei said: "Then continue to investigate."

"it is good."

Seeing the two standing up, Tan Siwen next to him suddenly asked, "Are you going to find Uncle Cong?"

"Yes." Jiang Jibei paused, turned his head and smiled at him, and invited him without sincerity, "Want to come with us?"

Chi Xian went directly past Tan Siwen and asked Wei Ye for the way to Uncle Cong's house.

"No." Tan Siwen pushed his glasses coldly, not giving Jiang Jibei a good look.

Jiang Jibei didn't care about Tan Siwen's attitude, but spread his hands gracefully: "Okay."

He and Chi Xian left Wei Ye's house with Wei's wife telling him to "come over for dinner later".

Before reaching the door of Uncle Cong's house, they heard Uncle Cong's terrified shout coming from the house: "Don't kill me! Don't kill me!"

"It's dangerous." Hearing Uncle Cong's shout, Chi Xian paused, and raised his hand to signal Jiang Jibei to slow down.

He walked lightly against the courtyard wall, followed by Jiang Jibei, and walked to the window of the house, and the two looked in carefully.

There was no one else in the room, only a strange whirlwind.

In the center of the whirlwind, Uncle Cong was suspended in the air in a strange posture.

His top was folded up at this time, and the bottom edge had been cut into pieces by the whirlwind.

The broken strips swayed like tentacles in the wind, most of them were torn off by the whirlwind, a small part wrapped around Uncle Cong's neck, and a few others were hung on the beams by the wind.

The rags torn off by the whirlwind did not fall to the ground, nor did they dance randomly in the air, but were kneaded by an invisible force, gradually forming a thin rope.

The thin rope was wrapped around Uncle Cong's legs, and it became tighter and tighter, as if to strangle his legs.

Uncle Cong was completely panicked at this time.

He scratched at his neck in panic, kicked his feet wildly, and begged for mercy hoarsely to the void: "I didn't do it! No... I know it's wrong! I know it's wrong!"

"Hey, it doesn't look simple." Jiang Jibei had a panoramic view of Uncle Cong's words and deeds.

Chi Xian no longer hid, stood up straight, looked at the strange and chaotic scene in the room, and said decisively: "We'll talk after we get rescued."

He walked quickly to the door of Uncle Cong's house, stretched out his hand and pushed hard.

The door was not locked, and Chi Xian pushed it hard, and the two doors slammed into both sides, making a "dong" sound.

The whirlwind in the room seemed to be frightened and lost its strength in an instant. After blowing aimlessly for a while, it dissipated indiscriminately.

When the whirlwind dissipated, Uncle Cong fell from the sky.

But the rags hanging on the beam hung around his neck, and Uncle Cong retched with a retch, and quickly grabbed the beam with both hands.

"Uncle Cong, you look very wronged."

Jiang Jibei walked in the door calmly, walked unhurriedly to the beam where Uncle Cong was hanging, raised his face, showing a gentle smile that wanted to uphold justice.

Uncle Cong lost most of his strength after being frightened.

At this time, he held the beam tightly with both hands, and stared at Jiang Jibei with bloodshot eyes: "Save, save—"

"Who wants to kill you?" Jiang Jibei turned a deaf ear to his plea for help, but asked the question lightly.

Uncle Cong kicked his legs feebly.

Jiang Jibei showed his business acumen very inopportunely: "I never trade at a loss. If you want me to save your life, you have to exchange some information that I am interested in."

Seeing him slowly posing for a negotiation, Uncle Cong hurriedly pressed out a few words hoarsely with the little air left in his lungs: "I said, I said..."

As soon as the words fell, Chi Xian kicked on the wall of the house, enough to grab the cloth hanging around Uncle Cong's neck, and ruthlessly pulled.

The cloth strip was torn instantly, Chi Xian didn't plan to pick it up, and Jiang Jibei didn't plan to help it either.

Uncle Cong fell heavily to the ground with a "boom", and howled in pain: "Ah!"

After landing, he ignored the two seemingly immoral young men, tore off the rags around his neck, stumbled to the corner of the wall, curled up and confessed.

Uncle Cong's voice was resentful and gloomy: "It's all Wei Laosi's fault, it's all his bad idea!"

Jiang Jibei crossed his arms and put on an expression of listening to a story.

Uncle Cong hugged his legs, and tremblingly talked about the past that Wei's wife had mentioned.

However, as the person involved, he brought Jiang Jibei and Chi Xian back together.

Wei Laosi who lost his left arm, bald Wei Ming whose head was cut off, A Cai whose stomach was crushed by a tractor, A Dong who couldn't find his right arm after being dismembered, and the only surviving Uncle Cong, were once notorious in the village. The Rogue Five.

When they were young, they stole chickens and dogs in the village and did not do business. When they were old, they also relied on their elders to bully other villagers because of their thick skin.

Everyone had no choice but to avoid them one after another.

Thirteen years ago, a foreigner named Jiang moved into the village. They were a young couple.

After moving to this village, the couple learned how to raise silkworms from the villagers.

The men are diligent and the women are shrewd, but in just two years, the couple's life has been prosperous.

Not long after, they took another couple of elderly people, a minor sister-in-law and a three-year-old son over.

The young people work outside, while the elderly do housework and prepare meals at home. The whole family works together to live a harmonious and beautiful life, but it also arouses the envy of many people in the village.

Just as we heard in Wei's house, in the fourth year, that is, ten years ago, the village began to divide the land.

There is a hill outside the village far away, and the land is barren, so no one is willing to take it.

Once the couple considered that they would live in this village for the elderly anyway, they proposed to buy the mound.

The village committee was worried about dealing with the problem of wasteland. When they heard that the young couple offered to buy the land, they were overjoyed and sold the land to them at a low price.

The village committee kept half of the money from the land sale and confiscated it, and the other half was distributed to each household.

This was originally a happy event, but Wei Laosi and others were very dissatisfied, and caused a disturbance all over the city on the grounds that "outsiders took advantage of it".

They shamelessly demanded that the young couple either return the land and return only half of the land sale price, or pay another sum of money to make up the difference.

How can the young couple not understand that Wei Laosi and his group just want to take money out of their pockets.

Everyone in this village has the same surname, and no one upholds justice for them.In order to calm things down, the couple suffered from this dumb loss and paid another sum of money.

Unexpectedly, after tasting the sweetness, Wei Laosi and the others were even more dissatisfied.

They opened their mouths and asked the couple to pay another sum of money, otherwise their silkworm farming livelihood would not be able to continue.

The clay figurine was still a bit angry, but the young couple couldn't be more angry, so they stopped talking to them.

Seeing that the money bag didn't cooperate, Wei Laosi and the others thought of a sinister way - to arrange for the mistress of the Jiang family to be unruly.

In rural areas where women's status is extremely low, it is easy to destroy a woman.

This group of hooligans spread rumors that the hostess seduced men everywhere when the hostess was not at home.

Their stories are vividly compiled, and even the details are described with incomparable fragrance.

Soon, the "love affair" of the mistress of the Jiang family spread throughout the village and outside the village, and reached the ears of the Jiang family.

The hostess was furious, pointing to the sky and swearing viciously.

Knowing that the rumors were written by those people, the host hid a kitchen knife in his bosom and found the leader of the Wei family.

During the dispute, Wei Lao Si pushed the male host, and the kitchen knife hidden in the male host's arms fell to the ground with a "bang".

This gang of village ruffians had been prepared for a long time. Seeing that the host had brought a knife, they used this as an excuse to take out the farm tools they had prepared long ago.

After moving to the village for three years, the young couple also made many friends in the surrounding villages.

Seeing this, the male owner immediately called people from neighboring villages to help.

Soon, people from neighboring villages arrived in pickup trucks.

In this way, an extremely tragic village fighting took place.

Everyone in this village has the same surname, and the clan atmosphere is very strong. The men are red-eyed, and none of the women, children, or elderly people try to persuade them to fight.

They have no scruples, a desperate posture, and they will not stop when they see red.

Seeing that something was wrong, the neighbors thought that there was no need to lose their lives for outsiders, so they hurriedly dropped their farm tools and fled.

The host was outnumbered and fled all the way home, wanting to tell his family to run for their lives.

Unexpectedly, this gang of vicious gangsters followed closely behind.

Before he stepped into the house, he was caught up by Ah Cai, who cut him in half from the abdomen with a shovel, and blood sprayed from the yard directly to the door of the house.

The old father, who was sweeping corn in the yard, was stunned by this scene. He cried and came up to persuade him, but was hacked on the neck by the bald Wei Ming with a scythe, and his head fell to the ground on the spot.

The hostess hid her 16-year-old sister-in-law and her five-year-old son under the bed and in the closet, but the gangsters searched the house.

The hostess stretched out her arms to stop her, but Wei Laosi chopped off her left arm with a hoe.

The old mother and sister-in-law also failed to escape the catastrophe. The old woman's leg was broken when Uncle Cong rode a motorcycle, and the young girl's right arm was cut off by A Dong.

In the end, this large-scale fighting ended in the tragic death of Jiang's family.

"Wei Yixin is their son." At this point, Uncle Cong couldn't help covering his face and weeping bitterly, "We were really possessed by ghosts back then, and we actually did such things that are worse than pigs and dogs..."

"Don't blame the ghosts, you are scarier than ghosts." Jiang Jibei's words mercilessly revealed his cover.

"Why didn't you kill Wei Yixin?" Chi Xian asked the key point.

"It was a coincidence that day. Eighth Aunt just came to our village to do some errands. She stopped us." Uncle Cong trembled, rolled his eyes, and said in a low voice, "She said that we had committed a crime and asked us to give the little girl a piece of cake. Wazai leaves a way out..."

"She also said that Wei Yixin had the roots of wisdom, so she took Wei Yixin back and took him as an apprentice. Wei Yixin was still young and couldn't remember what happened back then. Eighth Aunt changed his surname and coaxed him to say that his parents died early. Not even a stele..."

After calming down, looking at the blood and scattered corpses all over the ground, this group of people came back to their senses.

In poor and remote places, the villagers are extremely united, and the police can't and can't control them.

After some discussion, they decided to gather up the family's bones overnight and bury them silently on the top of the hill where the wasteland was.

Heaping up two small soil bags is already merciful, don't even think about the tombstone.

The people in the village spoke in unison, declaring to the outside world that the family went bankrupt due to poor management, and packed up their bags and went back to their hometown.

The family surnamed Jiang were originally foreigners and would leave here at any time, so this explanation is acceptable.

People in this village have done something wrong, and they should feel guilty when facing Wei Yixin.

Unexpectedly, as time passed, they gradually forgot about the tragedy, and took Wei Yixin as an orphan adopted by Aunt Ba.

Listening to Uncle Cong's intermittent narration, Jiang Jibei's frown never eased.

Disgusting, so disgusting.

No wonder Wei Yixin's parents were buried outside the village. There were only two small graves without a tombstone.

It turned out that it was not because "death before the age of 30 cannot be buried in the village", but because they were the people with the same surname who died tragically ten years ago, and it was impossible for them to be buried in the village.

"Unexpectedly, ten years later, this family would still come back to take revenge on us..." Uncle Cong trembled, his voice full of fear, "Fourth Brother, Ah Dong, Ah Cai, and the bald head, their death method is similar to that Like family... the next one will definitely be me!"

"Don't you deserve it?" Jiang Jibei sneered.

"I know, I know..." Uncle Cong rolled his eyes, as if thinking of something, his expression suddenly became panicked, "But, logically speaking, their family was buried in that field. But the pile of bones washed out today, and the bracelet on it, I recognize..."

Speaking of this, he suddenly amplified his voice: "That hostess has an identical one!"

"It's been ten years, do you remember correctly?" Chi Xian looked at Uncle Cong indifferently, he was suspicious of Uncle Cong's statement.

"I must remember correctly!" Uncle Cong replied firmly, and then crawled out from the corner of the wall, knelt on the ground and begged them, "There must be ghosts! That family turned into ghosts and came back to take revenge on us! The next one to die must be me !"

He kowtowed his head loudly: "I beg you, please help me..."

"It can't be saved." Jiang Jibei said.

"Seek good luck." Chi Xian said.

Leaving a few words behind, they ignored Uncle Cong's cries, turned around and stepped out of his house.

After leaving Uncle Cong's house, Chi Xian didn't respond to the gradually weakening cries behind him.

He turned his head and asked Jiang Jibei: "Where are you going next?"

"Go to Wei Yixin's grave." Jiang Ji raised his jaw in the direction of the village entrance, "It's just right that they are buried together as a family."

"Can we dig the grave?"

"Correct."

"Don't care about Tan Siwen?"

"Him?" Jiang Jibei showed a smile mixed with contempt and disdain.

He didn't answer directly, but with a smile, Chi Xian understood what he meant.

Borrowing a motorcycle from Wei Ye, Chi Xian drove Jiang Jibei on the country road.

Sitting in the back seat, Jiang Jibei held a hoe and a shovel in his hands, felt the oncoming wind, and couldn't help but joked: "Generally speaking, when there is a scene of carrying people in a movie, the next plot direction is Going on a date."

Chi Xian's back stiffened, and he said quietly for a long while: "It's important to dig a grave."

"No fun." Jiang Jibei's uncontrollable voice came from the howling wind.

After arriving at the destination, the two quickly dug up all three graves.

Wei Yixin's coffin was still stuck in the mud, and the nails driven by Zhang Sansi and the others were firmly inserted into the coffin and sealed well.

In contrast, his family's graves look shabby.

There were only two graves for the five people, and the bones were randomly collected, divided into two piles, and wrapped casually in white cloth—buried deep in the soil.

After ten years, the white cloth has now become a bunch of tattered ropes.

Chi Xian took the pry tool to pry out the nails from Wei Yixin's coffin, and threw it aside.

Prying out the last long nail, he glanced at Jiang Jibei: "I'm about to open the coffin, you stand behind me."

Jiang Jibei hooked the corners of his lips, and obediently moved behind Chi Xian.

After he hid well, Chi Xian lifted the lid of the coffin, and a puff of green gas rushed towards him.

Jiang Jibei, who was behind, had quick eyes and quick hands, dragged Chi Xian back a few steps, avoiding the gas.

The expected body of Wei Yixin did not appear in the coffin, but instead there were piles of densely packed dark green toads.

Their eyes widened due to the sudden light entering the coffin, and they made a loud chirping sound of "cuckoo-cack-cack-cack--".

Wei Yixin's body disappeared.

"Sure enough." Jiang Jibei stared at the pile of toad crutches, crossed his arms, and sneered unsurprisingly.

Either Wei Yixin is cheating his death, or this pile of toad crutches is his real body.

Jiang Jibei didn't care about the pile of toads, he walked to a grave of Wei Yixin's family, bent down, and stretched out his hand to uncover the tattered cloth strips.

A pile of white bones wrapped in loess rolled out instantly, scattered all over the ground.

Jiang Jibei picked up one of the long bones and looked at it carefully.

Suddenly, he frowned, showing an unbelievable expression: "Huh?"

"What's wrong?" Chi Xian who followed behind asked.

"It's not a human bone." Jiang Jibei turned his head and shook the bone in his hand at Chixian, "It looks more like a beef leg bone for soup."

The author has something to say: Wei Yixin: I will show you a living person who has changed dramatically.