After the chef carefully prepared the dishes, he slowly wiped his hands and stood in the distance, quietly watching the diners taste.
After the murderer committed the crime, he hid in the crowd, secretly returned to the crime scene, and touched the cordon hanging in front of him.
Li Chaiyuan didn't know which one he belonged to, perhaps, neither.
Because now he is far from the point where he can draw emotional value from others.
But vaguely, deep in his heart, he had already touched a faint flame, very faint, but really burning.
Just like the ease and commitment he felt when painting a dead man at home, he is also very interested at the moment.
I inherited Li Lan's disease, which is an emotional desert, but cacti can also grow in the desert.
And one's barren emotions can also fluctuate due to the impact of death.
This kind of discovery is difficult to tell outsiders, who are not only difficult to understand, but also think that they are crazy.
It doesn't matter, Ahri will understand anyway.
Li Chaiyuan decided to wait until he saw the girl in the mountain city and tell the girl in detail about these feelings, so that she could also share the joy of her condition improving, which was a whisper between the two of them.
At this moment, the eyes of the dead were all focused on Li Chaseyuan.
The boy knew that they could see themselves.
But he was not afraid, and the fading of the white frost under his and Runsheng's feet before showed their attitude.
At least for now, they can still maintain a part of their clarity and know who is helping them take revenge.
As for what will happen to them after the end of the revenge, and whether they can continue to be clear, to be honest, even Li Chaiyuan himself has no hope for this.
The ancestors of the Qi family left countermeasures for their descendants, but they would never have expected that there would be so many corpses left under this village in the future.
When the feng shui layout here is changed by oneself, the blessing becomes a curse, and then echoes this large group of dead falls, more unpredictable changes will inevitably occur.
The traditional will be dissolved after completing revenge, but here, the difficulty of dissolving will be greatly increased.
Fortunately, I have already let Runsheng destroy the exit here, and these deaths will not come out to cause trouble.
The only hidden danger is probably that if a colleague with a good path later sees the beautiful mountains and rivers here, and sits cross-legged and walks around, then the end will inevitably be extremely miserable.
Even Li Chaiyuan only dared to enjoy this feast of revenge at this moment today.
After today, he didn't dare to go into the yin here again.
The dead didn't move, and the previous "please come in" didn't seem to impress them.
Li Chaiyuan had to urge again:
"Hurry up, the food is going to be cold."
The hotel is open, but it's still a buffet.
Finally, the dead accepted Li Chaiyuan's invitation and rushed in.
Inside, there were immediately harsh sounds of panic and screams, mixed with a gunshot.
Li Chaiyuan tidied up his clothes, this action was redundant in a yin state.
But just like Uncle Shan taught Runsheng to eat sweet potatoes without eating the skin, life requires a little sense of ritual.
Walking back to the ancestral hall is like stepping into a demonic cave.
Li Chaiyuan walked calmly, walking through it.
He has been to this ancestral hall several times, whether in reality or in the mezzanine of this space, but every time he comes back here, he will have a different feeling, just like the scenery of the four seasons in a scenic spot.
"...... bar."
A puddle of red and white splashed onto the upper of his shoes.
Li Chaiyuan stopped, instinctively wanting to bend down to clean up, but suddenly realized that this was not dirty for him at all.
Lift your foot, and the upper is still clean.
He walked into the hall and sat down on a bench, facing the courtyard.
It's not over yet, it's still early.
The flame of revenge needs to burn for as long as possible, and the fire emitted can barely bring a trace of comfort to the victim.
These executioners with bloody hands, if they die too simply, it is really cheaper for them.
Li Zhuiyuan supported his thighs with his elbows and his palms on his chin, just watching quietly.
The desperate wailing, the mournful plea for mercy, the collapsed cry, all kinds of sounds are intertwined, and they are unexpectedly harmonious, like a symphony played by the master himself.
Obviously the scene was very noisy, but he was reluctant to speak up, for fear of disturbing the performance going on the stage.
The corner of the boy's mouth was smiling.
Unfortunately, there are no "outsiders" here.
Otherwise, if someone walks to the door of the ancestral hall and looks inside, there is a smiling boy sitting in the center in the distance against the bloody and distorted background, which is really a beautiful compositional design.
Time passes minute by minute, without a clear rhythm of prelude, foreshadowing, high-end and ending, it will only be from the beginning to the abrupt end.
At this time, a person, to be exact, half a person, climbed up to the boy and was the village chief.
Behind him, there was a long road of blood, and various sewage such as intestines were spilled on.
It stands to reason that he should have died a long time ago, but he was still "alive", his hands were quite strong, he kept pulling the floor tiles, and he still had the desire to survive.
Such a revenge object is often more fun, and he is even more reluctant to let him die all at once, chewing out all the juice piece by piece like sugarcane.
Next to him, it was Zhu Yang who drove away the village chief like walking a dog.
The village chief had already climbed over, but Zhu Yang was still standing there, looking at the boy.
Li Chaiyuan pointed behind him with some doubts, Zhu Yang did not move his steps, but put his hands on his own stomach and slowly opened them.
Like a double door, his chest was spread out like this, and the books filled inside were scattered all over the floor.
Some are still relatively intact, while others have long been broken into half paste.
The quality of these mimeographed pirated books was indeed very poor, and after the water entered, the ink stained Zhu Yang's abdominal cavity, which was black, like a layer of stove ash.
Li Chaiyuan looked at him a little puzzled, and soon, the boy understood.
In Zhu Yang's chest, there was still a book in his ribs.
This book is very well preserved, even if it is soaked in water, it still has a comfortable glossy texture.
This texture is very familiar to Li Chaiyuan.
At home, he has books made of the same material, which Wei Zhengdao likes to use...... Buddha skin paper.
Zhu Yang stretched out his hand and pulled out the book, and the two ribs shook a few times because of this.
He handed the book to the boy.
There is a line written on the cover: "Qi's Spring and Autumn".
At first glance, the title of the book looks very similar to the famous "Lü's Spring and Autumn" in history.
But Li Chaiyuan knew very well that the ancestors of the Qi family, whether it was the family inheritance of the ancestors repairing the emperor's mausoleum, or later living in seclusion here to concentrate on studying this mezzanine space, casually intercepting some of the family experiences and recording them were of great value.
However, I am now in a yin state and can touch it, but I cannot change the real thing.
He had always been a little dissatisfied with the position of the bench under him, but he couldn't move it, and the whole audience was still standing on this stool, and the others had fallen.
In short, boys now can't even do such a simple act as turning the pages of a book.
I regret it a little, it seems that I shouldn't have let Runsheng ruin the exit so anxiously.
Of course, this regret is only emotional, and it is impossible for me to take the risk of dying.
Zhu Yang didn't chase the village chief anymore, the part that might belong to him has been played, and the rest should be relayed by the others.
Everyone has a need for revenge, but the perpetrators are limited after all, so they can only wrong the perpetrators like a long-legged centipede to provide for everyone's happiness.
Zhu Yang sat down in front of Li Zhuiyuan and put the book on his lap.
Li Chaiyuan was just able to lower his head and watch with him.
Zhu Yang likes to read, this "Qi's Spring and Autumn", perhaps the lost position, is in the depths of the pool, he happened to be turned into a dead person, and took it.
In fact, being transferred here from the depths of the pool completely blocked the possibility of this book being published again.
Zhu Yang turned the first page, which was full of colorful dots of different sizes.
He turned another page, still densely packed with dots of various colors and sizes.
Li Chaiyuan's eyes widened, he knew that this was his only chance to read this book, so he was trying to remember every page of content.
He knew that his memory was not good, and he couldn't compare to the two classmates in the previous class who could really remember it.
Therefore, he could only take a second glance at Zhu Yang's flipping through the book, so as to make sure he remembered.
As for deciphering the content on the walls of the ancestral hall, this is not urgent at first, but there will be time later.
The process of turning the book ended quickly, and after turning to the last page, Li Zhuiyuan raised his head and closed his eyes, and quickly reviewed all the previous pages in his mind.
When he opened his eyes again, he found that Zhu Yang's body began to tremble, and the hand he was holding the book, his nails began to grow longer and darker, including his open ribs, and there were pitted corrosion dents on them, and wisps of thick black pus dripping down like ink.
He is gradually changing, and he is completely losing himself step by step.
In fact, when he turned the book to the second half, Li Chaiyuan had already noticed that the other party's hand was shaking, as if he was trying his best to suppress something.
Now that the book is over, Zhu Yang finally doesn't have to suppress the ferocity in his body that he can no longer control.
At this time, the feast of revenge finally came to an end.
But the dead are generally unsatisfied.
Li Chaiyuan knew that he couldn't stay here any longer, so he estimated the time, and it was less than half an hour, but it was about the same.
He wanted to do a death count so that he could report to the police the number of people who had absconded in fear of crime in the village.
But here and there, there are all over the ancestral hall, and even there are several hanging on the beams, which cannot be counted at all.
Forget it, let's go.
Before leaving, Li Chaiyuan said to Zhu Yang in front of him: "I will remit a book fee to your home."
Zhu Yang's eyes, which had already turned red, suddenly cleared up after hearing these words, although it was brief, but he did understand.
One yard is one yard, he drove four of himself on a trip to find someone to press the car to strengthen his courage, Brother Liangliang not only bought cigarettes and food, but also paid for the meal;
The corpses spontaneously built a pontoon bridge underwater, guiding the four of them out of the dark pool, and waking them up so that they could take revenge in person;
The above are all indebted to each other, except for the book I flipped through the book just now, I owed the other party this unique favor, which should be repaid.
The dead people around them silently gathered towards Li Chase, and they were following a certain fierce instinct that gradually awakened in their hearts.
"Roar!"
Zhu Yang let out a low roar, two rows of ribs pierced out the flesh, standing in front of him, and his cold gaze swept around, causing these who had just approached to fall down, and collectively took two steps back.
Chase Li was a little unimaginable, what kind of development would this place develop in the future, would they become a new Gu farm if they were all trapped here?
In the end, what will be raised?
Fortunately, they couldn't get out.
Li Chaiyuan closed his eyes and ended his walk. When he opened his eyes again, he saw Runsheng preparing to pinch his hand.
"Brother, I'm awake."
"Wait a minute, I'll wake up Xiaoyuan first."
Runsheng pinched it.
"Hiss...... Brother, I'm awake."
"Ah, oh, hehe." Runsheng scratched his head a little embarrassed.
"Brother Runsheng, let's go."
"Okay."
Runsheng bent down and motioned for the boy to go up.
"Brother, I can go by myself."
"You're tired, I'm full."
Li Chaiyuan stretched out his hand to wipe the dried blood stains from the corners of his eyes, and finally climbed onto Runsheng's back.
They didn't leave the village, they still went around the mountain.
When I came to the top of the mountain, it was noon, and the sun was shining, dispelling the humidity of the mountains.
From the mountain down, detour to the main road, police cars and trucks came quickly.
In the back seat of the second police car, Tan Wenbin and Xue Liangliang peeked out, and they stretched out their hands excitedly and waved them.
Li Chaiyuan and Runsheng also got into the police car, the police car did not honk, stopped in front of the village entrance, and the police rushed into the village.
The expected fierce resistance and difficult arrest did not occur, because most of the young men and women in the village seemed to have "absconded in fear of crime".
Many of the victims' bodies have not been found, but there is too much evidence of crime left in the village, almost every household has it, which means that every household participates.
There is also a ravine dedicated to landfilling and disposal of vehicles.
Before Zhu Yang's truck could be dealt with, Xue Liangliang and others went up to take off their luggage, while Li Chaiyuan took a letter from Zhu Yang to his wife and daughter, with an address and a village phone number.
Although there are too many unbelievable things in the process of handling the case, there is no doubt that this is a big case, but in the context of the current crackdown on car bandits and roadhogs, it is just a big splash.
Perhaps many years later, when someone hears about the "car bandit roadhog", they will feel strange and confused, as if it is hard to believe that this kind of thing has actually happened in reality.
There may also be well-meaning people who go to find those dusty file bags, and when they turn to this case, they will launch a lot of conspiracy theories and conjectures about various inexplicable details in the case.
However, that is all for later.
As simple reporters, Xue Liangliang and Tan Wenbin were not kept for long.
Probably, it was because they knew that Xiaoyuan would do something special, so they paid attention when reporting the case, only saying that the four of them happened to go to play in the forest next to them at night, and witnessed the scene where Zhu Yang was surrounded and killed by Zhu Yang who was left on the big truck, and hid the fact that the four of them had entered the village.
After learning their destination, the police station originally wanted to send a car to take the four of them directly to the mountain city.
But Xue Liangliang still refused, on the grounds that he did not want to cause trouble to the police, so he only accepted to be sent to the next city, and from there he bought a new ticket to get on the train.
This time, it was a hard seat, but fortunately, it wasn't too long.
"The mountain city has arrived, passengers to the mountain city, please check your belongings and get ready to get off, wake up, the mountain city has arrived!"
The voice of the conductor woke up many people's dreams, this is not the terminal, so half of the people wiped the corners of their mouths and stood up to pick up their luggage, while half of the people changed to a prostrate or leaning position and continued to sleep.
The four of them walked out of the train station, everyone's expressions were a little sluggish, and it was difficult for anyone to be forcibly stuffed into such a section during the journey.
Fortunately, although the matter is big, everyone's mentality is still adjusted quickly, after all, they have all "seen the world".
At the entrance of the train station, a large number of old ladies held signs to promote their small hotels to solicit customers, and some simply came to pick up their luggage directly.
Xue Liangliang chose the only aunt who did not shout that there was a special service arrangement.
The boss opened a multi-room room with four small beds leaning together.
The four of them put down their luggage, took a shower in turn, and then lay on the bed and fell asleep.
Li Zhuyuan woke up three hours later, and then couldn't sleep anymore, so he sat on the bed and looked at the curtains gradually dyed by the sun in a daze.
After everyone else woke up one after another, everyone checked out and went to the breakfast shop downstairs to eat.
The proprietress and his wife asked what to eat in Chongqing dialect at first, but Tan Wenbin and Runsheng, who were walking in front, did not understand.
Seeing that she was from out of town, the proprietress slowed down her speech speed and slowly spoke word by word, although it was still Chongqing, but she might think that this was extremely standard Mandarin.
Xue Liangliang came over and said with a smile: "I ask you how many taels to eat, boss, two bowls and three taels of copying, I want clear soup drops."
"Yes, you guys?"
Tan Wenbin: "Red soup copy, three pounds."
Runsheng: "Chongqing small noodles, five pounds."
Proprietress said: "......"
In the end, it was still made.
Tan Wenbin used the largest bowl in the store, and as for Runsheng, it was used as a basin.
Touching the edge of the basin, Runsheng felt a sense of familiarity as if he were coming home.
Li Chaiyuan's two or three copies couldn't eat it, so Xue Liangliang put a little more into his bowl.
Tan Wenbin and Runsheng ate until they were sweating, and in the end, Runsheng drank even the soup base.
That is, it was past morning, and there were not many people in the store, otherwise it would definitely attract onlookers.
After the meal, Xue Liangliang stopped a taxi and took the four of them to a hotel in Guanyinqiao, which was a partner hotel of his new unit and a guest house.
Yesterday I arrived at night and went to bed after entering the hotel, so now, the big guy can finally enjoy the style of the mountain city.
This is a very attractive city, it has both modern buildings and facilities, as well as traces of the previous era, multiple pieces of history are harmoniously integrated here, and with its high and low topographical features, it forms a unique mountain town charm.
Li Chaiyuan felt that there was no need to deliberately go to the scenic spots, even if it was just a simple car to travel around the city, it was a beautiful enjoyment.
The specifications of the new hotel are much higher, Xue Liangliang took out his ID and letter of introduction to register, he opened one at his own expense and at his own expense.
The hotel is on the eighth floor, there is an elevator to go up, Runsheng took the elevator for the first time, a huge person, a little restrained in the station.
After entering the room, Xue Liangliang said that he would first go to the new unit to report to go through the formalities, and then take everyone to the specific attractions tomorrow to have a good time.
Li Chaiyuan called the number Liu Yumei gave himself in the hotel, and there was a male voice on the other end of the phone, and after asking for his hotel address, he asked Li Zhuiyuan to go downstairs, and the car was already waiting downstairs.
This made Li Chaiyuan feel very surprised, is it so fast?
When I came to the hotel lobby, I saw a brand new black car parked there, and the driver got out of the car wearing white gloves and walked over to ask:
"Excuse me, is it Master Li Chaiyuan?"
"My name is Li Zhuiyuan, but I am not a young master."
"Please get in the car."
The driver took the initiative to help open the car door, and after Li Chaiyuan sat in, he turned his head and saw a woman dressed in fashionable clothes with orange wavy curls, carrying a bag, and hurriedly ran out, with high heels making a rapid sound on the ground.
"What are you doing, what are you urging, don't you go at dinner, why do you suddenly have to call me down?"
Immediately, the woman saw the boy sitting in the back seat and asked angrily:
"Also, who is he, why is he sitting in my car?"
The driver said without humility or arrogance: "Master Li is the master's distinguished guest, madam, the master ordered to leave for the Spring Garden now, if you don't want to go, you can do it."
"You ......."
The woman was angry, but she endured it.
The driver opened the co-pilot's door for her, and when the woman saw this, she nodded indignantly, and finally sat in.
Only then did Li Chaiyuan realize that this car was prepared for this woman, but because of a phone call of his own, it was temporarily changed to pick him up.
The Spring Garden is on a mountain, Li Chaiyuan doesn't know exactly which one, because the mountain city is full of mountains.
After driving in after the security booth, Li Chaiyuan observed the environment here, which should be a Chinese-style private high-end club, which is generally only used by the owner or when entertaining VIPs, and is not open to the public.
After getting out of the car, a middle-aged woman dressed in noble clothes came to lead the way.
The woman in the co-pilot got out of the car first, nervously tidied up her hair and collar, removed all her previous arrogance, and shouted very restrainedly:
"Sister-in-law."
The middle-aged woman ignored her, and only after seeing Li Chaiyuan get out of the car did she smile, walked over, and took the initiative to take Li Chaiyuan's hand:
"Chai Yuan young master, please follow me."
Li Zhuiyuan nodded, he didn't bother to correct the title anymore.
The woman followed a few steps together, and the middle-aged woman turned around and glared at her.
"Ah, sister-in-law, I, can't I go?" The woman pointed to her face and asked.
The middle-aged woman shook her head, and then continued to take the boy's hand and walk inward with a pleasant face.
Only the young woman was left alone in place and stomped her feet in anger.
After passing through the corridor, he walked through the lotus pond again, and finally, in a pavilion in the deepest part, Li Chaiyuan saw an acquaintance.
Liu Yumei sat on a stone bench, and a white-haired old man stood next to her making tea.
In the other corner of the pavilion, a girl who hadn't seen her for many days was sitting there alone looking at the lotus flowers.
Then, under the cover of the lotus, I saw the person I missed.
The girl took the initiative to come over, and the lady seemed to know the girl's habits, and after letting go of the boy's hand, she silently stepped back.
Li Zhuyuan took Ah Li's hand, Ah Li looked at the boy, frowned, and pouted.
Liu Yumei, who was originally calm and calm, just glanced at the boy lightly, and immediately showed solemnity on her face and raised her volume:
"Stinky boy, you are ruining your body again, do you still want to be blind!"
The white-haired old man next to him sat down after making tea, and was very surprised to see that the girl could be so close to people, and he also showed emotion.
"Snap!"
Liu Yumei spilled the freshly poured tea in the cup on the ground.
The old man understood, immediately stood up, nodded respectfully, and walked out of the pavilion.
Liu Yumei glared at the boy again and asked: "Say, what are you doing again, look at your current body and bones deficiency, which has made our family Ah Li worry."
Li Chaiyuan replied: "I was unlucky on the road and encountered a road robber in a village."
"And then?"
"Call the police."
Liu Yumei frowned slightly, she knew that the boy had hidden the key part, but it was really difficult for her to continue asking, after all, she would go back to Li Sanjiang's house to continue to live, and the boy would also go back, as long as the two of them had to go back there, the machine would have to continue fighting.
Li Chaiyuan put his mouth close to Ah Li's ear and whispered: "Those bandits want to harm us, so I will go and solve them all that night."
The girl grabbed the boy's hand and shook happily, laughing out of two dimples.
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This chapter has been written since noon, written for a long time, and has been deleted several times, mainly because it is not handled this way, maybe the chapters cannot be released, our theme is more likely to trigger sensitive words, everyone often finds that the release time is before 0:00, but when you see the chapters, it is half past zero, because after I posted the chapters were blocked and locked in, and they could only be released after modification. After all, the plot in reality is more sensitive, so please forgive me.
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