This remote mountain village was quite quiet at night, without the hustle and bustle of the city. At most, people could hear the whistling of the wind. Now that someone suddenly let out such a sharp scream, it was exceptionally clear at night. The silence of the village was instantly broken. The dozen families living nearby began to stir. In less than a minute, people began to walk out of their doors and run in the direction of the sound.
Qingfeng Village could actually be said to be the village with the least number of people in Mu Yang County, with a total of less than a hundred families. In addition to these years, many people had moved out, so in reality, the total number of people who had stayed in the village these years was only around a hundred, and amongst these hundred or so people, most of them were old people, followed by women and children. Most of the adult men under the age of forty had gone outside.
Although there were a lot of old people in the village, it had been a few years since anyone had died. The old people in the village were all relatively long-lived, with a few of them being seventy or eighty years old. They looked to be in good health, able to eat, sleep, and even able to go up the mountain to chop firewood. For a village like this, death was definitely a big deal.
At first, some people thought that it was just a normal death from birth, old age, illness, or something. They thought that someone was sick or something, but when they arrived at the scene of the incident, they found that things were not as they thought. Things were really big, not just a little big, because the person who died did not die of illness, nor did he die of old age, but was killed by someone. To put it simply, it was a murder case.
Ten minutes later, there were already dozens of people surrounding the entrance of a relatively new red brick house at the east end of the village. There were seven main rooms in this row of red brick houses, which looked rather conspicuous, and the people of Qingfeng Village actually knew that this house was the best in Qingfeng Village.
In a place like Qingfeng Village, it was inconvenient to travel. Not to mention that most of the villagers were poor, even if they had money, it would be difficult to get the steel and cement from the city in, so the houses here were basically all old-fashioned tiled houses. The bricks and tiles were all burned in the brick kiln in the village when they were about to build a house, and most of the houses were basically made of some cooked bricks and some unburned bricks. As for this house, it was the only one that was made of small red bricks.
The people who lived in this house were Yang Xiaojin and his wife, Luo Min, as well as their three daughters and one son. However, Yang Xiaojin rarely lived at home, because he spent most of his time working outside, and the ones who lived at home were mainly Luo Min and his four children. Among these children, the oldest daughter was twelve years old, the other two daughters were eleven and ten years old respectively, and the youngest was his son, who was only eight years old.
Yang Xiaojin and Luo Min were actually quite young. Yang Xiaojin was 32 years old this year, and Luo Min was only 30 years old. She gave birth to a daughter when she was 18 years old, and in this mountain village, this was not considered rare. Luo Min had also grown up in Qingfeng Village, and she could be considered childhood sweethearts with Yang Xiaojin. She was also quite beautiful, and the 30-year-old Luo Min looked even more mature and alluring.
However, at this moment, Luo Min's beautiful face paled as she sat on the ground with a face full of fear. Less than a meter away from her, a man was lying in a pool of blood. There seemed to be a big hole in his head, and he looked completely dead.
Some of the more timid ones didn't dare to get too close. Most of the onlookers were from the village, and some were tourists. At this moment, even Zhao Yuji and Susu had come to watch the show.
"The village chief is here!"
"Uncle Bing!"
At this moment, there was a commotion in the crowd. An old man with a slightly hunched back and white hair walked over. He was the current village chief of Qingfeng Village, Yang Bingguo.
"What happened?" Yang Bingguo looked at the man in the pool of blood and frowned, "Who did this?"
No one answered. In fact, they felt that there was no need to answer, because in reality, other than a man lying in a pool of blood, there was another man covered in blood standing beside him. This man was a little dark, a little thin, and not tall. He was holding a hammer in his hand, and if there was no surprise, the hammer in his hand had just made intimate contact with the man's head on the ground.
Everyone in the village knew this man with the hammer, because he was Yang Xiaojin, Luo Min's husband, and also the owner of this row of red brick houses. As for the dead man, most of them did not know him, but a few of them had seen him before, and they seemed to be tourists from the city.
"Uncle Bing, I did it." Yang Xiaojin spoke up at this time. Although he had killed someone, he seemed to be very calm at this moment, "I'm working hard outside, and this woman is stealing people at home. If it wasn't for the fact that the child is still young and has no one to take care of it, I would have let this woman and her adulterer die together."
"Little Jin, you, how can you be so impulsive?" Yang Bingguo sighed, "If you kill someone now, you'll have to go to jail."
"Uncle Bing, I know, you can call the county's Public Security Bureau later, I will wait for them to come and arrest me, I already knew that they were together, but for the sake of the child, I just wanted them to break off their relationship and not contact each other anymore, but this brat from the city, this Li Yang bastard, actually wanted to elope with my wife, and even said that Luo Min and I didn't even get a marriage certificate, and can't even be considered husband and wife, I really can't take it anymore, it's fine if he puts on a hat for me, but he actually wants my son to have no mother, so I gave him a hammer, I want to let this bastard know, don't think that he's from the city, don't think that he can do whatever he wants just because he's smarter than me, I'll break his brain and see what else he can do!" Yang Xiaojin was very calm when he said these words. He turned to look at Luo Min, who was still sitting on the ground in fear, "Little Min, I don't blame you anymore. You don't have much experience, and you were tricked by the city people and listened to everything. I only hope that you can continue to take care of your eldest son and look after your daughter. In the future, there will be more and more city people in our village. Don't let them be tricked by those dirty city people!"
"If you don't have the ability, then don't blame us city people." However, at that moment, someone recklessly interrupted.
"What did you say?" Yang Xiaojin glared at the man who interrupted.
"This idiot!" Susu couldn't help but curse. The person who interrupted them was actually the photographer called Han Xing.
"Did I say anything wrong? If you can't control your own woman, it only means that you're incompetent. Killing people now isn't a heroic act, it's a barbaric act of cowardice! "Han Xing scoffed, then added angrily," I hate violence the most! "
"Ah!" Just as Han Xing finished speaking, he suddenly felt a sharp pain, and then he was sent flying.
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