The end of the day [unlimited flow]

"You guys, this..." The village chief who walked in the front held a torch in his hand and looked at the five people helplessly.

But the people behind him were much more excited, and everyone's ears were blocked with one sentence.

Strange, how did these people know about digging graves?It took only 10 minutes to open the coffin, but quite a few people gathered.

"Listen to me." Huang Tai shouted at the top of his voice, then pointed to Chu Xian and continued, "This is a doctor from the ground who can perform an autopsy. She just saw it and said that Lao Wang was poisoned to death. "

"She said she was poisoned to death?" A aunt who looked about 50 or [-] years old put her hips on her hips and spat after speaking.

And the person next to her said: "It's the same thing whether you are poisoned or not. How can there be any reason to open a coffin that has been buried in the soil? This will be punished by burning!"

At this time, Mrs. Wang squeezed out from the crowd, lay down beside the coffin and began to cry.

"Punishment is not as good as the guests, but Huang Tai can't avoid it." The village chief also said.

Facing the severe criticism from the crowd, Huang Tai let out a long sigh, and was about to speak when he heard a deep voice from the crowd.

"What kind of punishment is it? You can't get by, and you have to watch the men lie in the coffin one by one?" A man wrapped in a turban frowned and said angrily, "Then the village will be gone when you live to the end."

For a while, no one spoke.

The fat man folded his hands on his chest, glanced at everyone, and said, "It's strange, I can understand this Mrs. Wang's distress. Why are you all acting like operas? The one in the coffin is from your village, don't you think these young men are alive?" Isn’t it? To have a living person die for a corpse? It’s unreasonable.”

As soon as the words fell, the village chief took a step forward and said with a smile: "In the end, this is our private matter, and it is not easy for guests to interfere. We are polite to you, so don't push your nose."

"You are polite?" Zhu Liang replied with a smile this time, "We came up within 10 minutes, and you have twenty or thirty people here. Is it polite to dig a hole for us to dance?"

Hearing this, Fang Zhiyou couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. The person with feelings had already smelled such a hint of conspiracy, so he hesitated whether to dig a grave...

But in the final analysis, even if he knew there was a pit, he had to jump. After all, this corpse was the only clue so far.

The crowd fell silent again, just glaring at the five of them viciously.

"Since he was poisoned to death, and poisoning doesn't distinguish between men and women, everyone present is in danger." Chu Xian said, "Why can't everyone find out the truth together?"

Suddenly, many people started whispering.

There was another sound of footsteps, and everyone looked back one after another, only to see a group of strong men coming towards this side holding torches.

When they saw it clearly, many people changed their faces and shrank back slightly.

"What's the point of strolling around at night?" The leader shouted first, and then stretched out his hand to grab a woman's collar and walked back, "Next time you can live with the grave in the mountains like this."

After a while, most of the women were led back by their husbands, cursing along the way.

"..." Fatty was dumbfounded, "Where did this happen?"

The village chief also sighed, and stretched out his hand to the five people, "The shovel must be confiscated."

The crimes have been successfully committed, and it is nothing to confiscate the tools used to commit the crimes.

So the four shovels were handed over with great joy.

"Village head." On the way down the mountain, Fang Zhiyou called lazily.

The village chief also responded casually.

"Are you actually a contestant too?" Fang Zhiyou said with a faint smile.

Before the village chief could respond, the fat man said in surprise, "Damn it? Are you really staying here for the rest of your life?"

The village chief laughed, "I said, I escaped back. As for why, if you have the chance, you will know."

"It's amazing, and I got a village chief here." The fat man laughed.

The village chief didn't say anything, and after walking for a while, he couldn't help looking at Fang Zhiyou and asked, "How do you know?"

"The last batch of guests came five years ago, and you also escaped from the next level five years ago. How can there be such a coincidence." Fang Zhiyou replied calmly, "Since you are also from outside, what's going on? It is more or less clear that the matter of the dead must be investigated, otherwise you will still have to confess here, and you will never be able to go back and escape."

Hearing this, the village chief smiled lightly and shook his head, "It's because I know clearly that I advise you not to interfere."

Looking at the smile on his face, Fang Zhiyou always felt that he should understand something, but he still couldn't grasp the exact information, so he could only smile lightly.

After that, Zhiyou started to fugue again along the way, counting five or six yawns in total.

old old...

When we got to the foot of the mountain, the village chief took the four shovels and said to Huang Tai solemnly, "I have to write a self-criticism, and I don't go out these few days."

Huang Tai rolled his eyes, put his hands in his pockets and walked away without looking back.

"You guys...be safe." The village head told the remaining four people and then turned his head and left.

The four of them just watched his figure fade away under the street lamp, and the shadow on the ground lasted for a long time and then short...

"I haven't eaten any pancakes yet." The fat man looked down at his pocket and said regretfully.

So everyone took a piece and chewed it.

"Poison, what kind of poison can there be in this small village, rat poison?" Chu Xian muttered, frowning.

Hearing this, the fat man sighed, "I thought the corpse would have some clues, but even if there were clues, we couldn't follow the vines and figure it out."

As soon as the words fell, Fang Zhiyou laughed, "There are vines and melons, you just didn't see them."

"...Ohhh." The fat man pursed his lips, "You know again?"

Unexpectedly, Fang Zhiyou shook his head again, but he didn't mean to explain, he just yawned and walked back.

When you encounter this kind of problem, just look for the connection.

Five years ago this point in time was amazing.

There are a group of guests from the ground, and one of them escaped from the next level and became the head of the village.

It seems so, but in fact, there is another thing that is also a part of it.

That was the death of Aunt Li's husband.

Such a small village that obeys the rules certainly didn't have the position of village head five years ago.

Moreover, Aunt Li's husband is very likely to be the previous village chief.

Looking at Aunt Li's attitude towards the photos before, although she said that she would never forget it in 50 years, she always felt that it was not out of mourning.

In the dead of night, with the murmur of running water, he went away with heavy thoughts.

The dreamland is still a piece of pure land, which is actually somewhat similar to the Paradise of Ultimate Bliss after death.

It is impossible to talk about ideals in the cruel reality, but the misty dreams are much gentler.

"Brother Fang!"

"I know there is!"

Who is shouting?Knowing that some souls have finally floated back from the pure land, they frowned impatiently, shook their heads for a while, and then barely sat up and opened their eyes.

There were two people standing in front of them, it was Lin Rang and Zhu Liang, but for some reason, their faces seemed not very good-looking.

"What are you doing?" Fang Zhiyou asked, rubbing his head before he had fully recovered.

Zhu Liang replied: "Huang Tai is dead."

Hearing this, Fang Zhi was taken aback, "What did you say?"

"Brother Fang." Lin Rang also leaned forward, "That big man is really dead, and I saw it too. I don't know who set his house on fire, and it's all gone."