Chapter 172

At night, Quanyong village.

After Chu Yun and his disciples left, the old village head called out the people in the village and went outside the village together to pull the bodies of the black tiger mountain bandits killed by Xiao Yang Jian to the Cemetery outside the village.

There was a burst of crying and Howling like killing pigs in the crowd. Most of them were village women, basically the families of those dead mountain bandits. In the past, they used to rely on men to be cruel and bully in the village. Now that men are dead, the movement of crying is also earth shaking and the momentum is not reduced at all.

"All right“

The old village head shook his head, sighed gently and said, "at least they came out of our Quanyong village. Even those mountain bandits are half the villagers. Now they have been killed and need to be buried. All the big guys waste their strength. Dig a pit for them and bury them."

After all... These people usually bully people in the village. Most of them want to expose their bodies in the wilderness. They'd better be taken away by wolves and dogs.

However, after the old village head finished speaking, he had taken a hoe and dug a hole in the open space, which played a certain exemplary role.

The villagers were also afraid that if the bodies were left alone, the bandits in Heihu mountain would come to settle accounts after autumn. At that time, they would have no food to eat, so they dug pits one after another and dug up ten or twenty graves on the cemetery.

In the process, several thin men would look at the old village head who was digging the hole alone with a strange look from time to time.

Although they didn't pass the gas, in fact, these people had the same idea in their hearts, that is, after everyone went back tonight, they took advantage of the night to kill the old village head, and then sent a message to the bandits in Heihu mountain all night and handed over a name statement.

Although they didn't ask any questions, they also knew that they had to hurry to deliver the letter. The two murderers, master and apprentice Chu Yun, had just left Quanyong village. This information was sent out at this time, which is the most valuable.

Although the mountain bandits don't look up to them, they are willing to promote the villagers who have made valuable contributions.

After all

This can set an example for other villagers and set a message that there will be meat to eat with black tiger mountain.

At the moment, the sky has darkened. The villagers lit some torches and dug pits one by one for a long time. Soon they dug out the corresponding number of graves, and then buried the bodies of the mountain bandits one by one.

When the villagers finished their work, took a long sigh of relief and prepared to go back to their homes to sleep, people found that the old village head was still digging a hole silently at the moment.

"Uncle Songgen, don't dig!"

A simple villager came forward, smiled and grabbed the old village head and said, "those bandits have been buried. One pit for one. You've dug too many graves."

"Not much, not much..."

The old village head shook his head. He was old and his physical strength was seriously weakened. He didn't even dig out half of the time after others dug the whole grave. At this time, he was taken away with the hoe. He was tired and couldn't stand stably. He almost fell to the ground. As a result, he was supported by the young villagers nearby.

He stood up with a faint light in his turbid eyes. On the faces of the villagers in front of him, he swept them one by one and said: "... I dug this grave for myself."

As soon as this was said, the villagers holding the old village head were startled. There was also an uproar in the opposite crowd. Only those who moved their minds had complex changes in their faces, but they all kept silent and said nothing.

"I know that many of you can't wait for seven days. Now you go back and are ready to poison my old bone... They are all from the same village. I know what you have planned, and I don't blame you. My old bone was dead when you said that to the two foreigners."

The old village head sighed and said, "in fact, we don't have much choice in this matter, or we don't have any choice. If we don't report to the bandits today, even if it takes a day, the bandits in Heihu mountain will come to us to settle accounts after autumn.

I understand your idea. Living in this world, we can only do so. Therefore, my old man is buried here today for the sake of everyone.

But

One thing, my old man can't accommodate you, that is, you can't carry my head to make a name. That's not the right way.

In the past 20 years, although the black tiger mountain has been unable to fall down in the black cloud mountain range, the Jianghu Xiake who suppress bandits and the officers and soldiers of the government have never stopped.

When we were ordinary villagers in the village, we had a hard time, but at least we were safe. No matter the bandits in Heihu mountain, the swordsmen passing by, or the officers and soldiers of the government, we wouldn't take the knife. It's the best result to live in such a world.

Therefore, after my death, you can report to the bandits, and you must also report to the bandits, but... If you don't dare to go wrong, you will end up in a bad end... "

“……”

The old village head gave a painstaking admonition. The villagers looked at him standing alone in front of the newly dug grave, and their hearts were extremely heavy and complex.

Among the five or six villagers who moved maliciously, two or three of them closed their eyes and sighed a long sigh. They were ready to give up.

But

Two others, however, stepped forward in silence and came to the old village head.

The two men are not young, close to 40. They are thin and weak, but they look very similar. One is Wang Ji and the other is Wang Li. They are brothers. At the same time, they are also two congenital disabilities. One is blind, the other is deaf and the other is deaf.

These two brothers, among hundreds of people in Quanyong village, have always been the stepping stone at the bottom of the food chain. They have been humiliated and teased by the bandits on weekdays.

"Living in such a world, if we don't make any changes, our brothers might as well die like this..."

Wang Ji had one eye open, the other gray, his eyelids could not be closed, he was burnt, and there were not a few marks of being punched and kicked on his face and body.

The younger brother Wang Li beside him looked very miserable. He had many scars on his body, so he stopped talking. His right ear was actually bare, and there was only a ferocious scar left at the root of his ear. Unexpectedly, someone cut off the whole ear with a knife.

He is deaf in one ear, but he is not so deaf.

But when the bandits learned that he couldn't hear in his right ear, they teased him and said that since he couldn't hear, what else did he have ears for? It's better to cut them off directly.

Then

Taking advantage of the wine, the bandits really came forward to hold Wang Li down and forcibly cut off his ear. When Wang Li howled in pain, they put the broken ear into his mouth and forced Wang Li to eat.

Wang Ji's eye was scalded because the bandits felt that his eye was born blind and it was useless to keep it. If he burned it with fire, he might be able to bring back the dead?

The cruelty of bandits is not just killing people like grass mustard.

Their real cruelty is that they don't regard people as living people, just tools for fun.

"Why... You..."

The old village head's body stumbled. He just thought about who would stand up. It could be the black boy of the pig butcher or the three children of hunting. Those two people have wanted to join the black tiger mountain for a long time, but they haven't had a chance, but unexpectedly, the two brothers Wang Ji and Wang Li came out.

"Uncle Songgen, we've had enough of being bullied... Since you don't want to live, give us your head, will you?"

Wang Ji looked at the old village head, his tone was extremely depressed, forcibly controlled and maintained, and his words were as simple as borrowing an egg from the old village head.

The old village head was silent. He sat down on the ground and didn't know how to answer.

Even

I don't know how to refuse

Even

I don't know if I should refuse!

He is willing to die for the sake of the village. Anyway, he has lived long enough.

However, the old village head did not want to let people carry his head to make a nomination, because in the old village head's opinion, in addition to his own rejection, it may not be the right path for the person who got the nomination.

How can a bandit come to a good end?

But

For the brothers Wang Ji and Wang Li

The old village head can't say such words!

The villagers who live in the heiyun mountains are already miserable, and the disabled Wang Ji and Wang Li brothers are even worse!

When the bandits bullied the brothers and treated them as two disabled playthings, the villagers were unable to stop them, or did not want to stop them. After all... The bandits always bully people. If they don't bully the brothers, they will bully others. Who is willing to fight for them?

no one.

Now, the two brothers, Wang Ji and Wang Li, want to trade their heads for a life that is not bullied. Can the old village head refuse?

Should he refuse?

The old village head was at a loss. His lips trembled and his heart was at a loss.

Wang Ji and Wang Li lived not far from him. The old village head could hear the two brothers crying and shouting at home day and night. He wanted to help, but he couldn't.

And now

He seems to be able to help, but is it really helping them to be bandits?

No

In addition to this, Wang Ji and Wang Li brothers, do you have any other choice? Do they have any other way to go?

As the two brothers said.

Living like this, if they don't make a little change, they might as well die.

No matter what kind of change, it's better than today's life, isn't it? Anyway, there's no worse situation for them, right?

The old housekeeper slowly closed his eyes. After thinking about it, he opened his collar, exposed his thin neck, and said to Wang Ji and Wang Li: "yes, take it away..."