Opening red envelope rewards 10 buildings

Chapter 164
In addition, after hearing about Nie Xiaoqian's tragic end, soon, as a girl, sympathy overflowed in her heart.

Mi Xing'er quickly accepted this female ghost who suddenly appeared in the car.

Nie Xiaoqian's home is more than 200 kilometers away from the center of Zhonghai, in a remote countryside deep in the mountains.

It takes more than three hours to drive.

And after stopping outside the village not far away, you have to walk a mountain road on foot.

Finally, in the afternoon, Qin Feng and three others came to Kaoshanji Village.

Nearing the village, Nie Xiaoqian, who had not been back for a long time, was very excited. However, thinking that she had now become a ghost and would eventually go to the underworld to be reincarnated, a feeling of loss and sadness suddenly filled her body.

Bypassing the big locust tree at the entrance of the village, suddenly, there was a noise from a gentle slope at the foot of a mountain, and a large group of people gathered together.

It seems that there is a conflict.

"This is our ancestral grave. Why should we beat people? If anyone dares to touch the ancestral grave, I will fight him to the death!"

"In broad daylight, is there any king's law!"

"You gangsters, I'm standing here today to see who of you dares to do something!"

Hearing this noisy roar, Nie Xiaoqian's sad mood suddenly tightened, and she frowned:
"That's our village's ancestral grave, I don't know what happened!"

"Come and see!"

Qin Feng and Mi Xing'er quickened their pace, followed behind Nie Xiaoqian, and quickly ran towards the dense forest around the road.

Passing through the woods and a field, I saw two groups of people in front of them in a fierce confrontation.

Guarding one side of the cemeteries are the village folks in all kinds of clothes.

These rural people held all kinds of convenient weapons in their hands, such as hoes, shovels, sickles, etc., and stood shoulder to shoulder to protect the ancestral graves behind them from being bulldozed by these people on the opposite side.

On the opposite side are people with daggers and machetes in their hands. These people are dressed in black, have small crew cuts, and the flesh on their faces gives off a vicious and domineering fear.

And there are 40 to [-] people with tattoos on their bodies.

Completely crushing ordinary villagers here.

In the middle of the conflict between the two sides, there was an open space.

A person dressed as an ordinary rural person was lying on the ground with blood on the corner of his mouth.

His head was bruised, his nose was bruised, his face was swollen, his whole body was in a mess, and one hand was tightly covering his left leg.

A hoe was thrown on the ground beside him.

The hand covering the left leg, glaring blood flowed out from between the fingers, obviously the name of the village was stabbed in the thigh by the opponent.

"dad!"

Nie Xiaoqian, who was standing on the periphery of the crowd, yelled, and immediately passed through the crowd and ran towards the middle-aged man lying on the ground.

"Dad, how are you? Dad, what's wrong with you? Dad, who beat you like this!"

Nie Xiaoqian is a ghost. Because she stayed in the mortal world for too long, even Qin Feng, the power bank, couldn't make her come out as a real body.

It was Qin Feng's best effort to preserve the form of the ghost.

This is why Nie Xiaoqian insisted on going home as soon as possible to have a look.

The time left for Nie Xiaoqian to stay in the world is running out.

Normal people can't see or feel anything about Nie Xiaoqian's yelling and screaming.

It was as if the ghost Nie Xiaoqian did not exist at all.

"Uncle, what happened here?"

Qin Feng stood on the side of the villagers and asked an elderly man with a pipe and pot dangling from his mouth.

The old man turned his head and looked at Qin Feng:
"You look unfamiliar, who are you?"

"Nie Xiaoqian, I'm her friend,"

"Oh, she's Xiaoqian's friend. Have you seen those gangsters across the street? They want to dig up our ancestral graves. They say that a big boss in the county thinks that the feng shui here is good and wants to invest in developing this area. This is the graveyard of our ancestors. , we can’t dig it casually, it must be discussed and unanimously agreed by the whole village. If we don’t agree, they will bring people here today to forcibly bulldoze the place!”

"Is there such a thing? Does the village ignore it?"

"Humph!"

Hearing Qin Feng mention the village, the old man became even more angry:

"Damn it, the village chief Zhao Facai was in cahoots with them! We didn't even know that the big boss was going to develop it, but someone went to the county to do business and listened to others. It turned out to be a good thing, the village chief Zhao Facai was behind his father's back , signed an agreement with these villains in private, and sold the ancestor's grave!"

"Zhao Facai took the benefits by himself, and asked us to sign and draw a deposit with a piece of paper! How can that be done!"

"Nie Dashan organized everyone to resist together, no, he was stabbed by the leader named Duan Tao!"

Qin Feng nodded.

The middle-aged man lying on the ground with injuries to his legs was Nie Xiaoqian's father, Nie Dashan.

There are graveyards not far behind him.

Although these cemeteries look very simple, many of the graves are covered with weeds, and some of them don't even have tombstones.

But it can be seen that this cemetery has a long history, and there are new and old tombs.

Coupled with the large number of graves, every person in the village who died would be buried here.

Standing a few meters away from Nie Dashan was Duan Tao, a man in a black suit with a gloomy expression on his face. Without saying a word, he looked at the villagers across the street with a sinister look.

The disdain in the man's eyes was not concealed at all.

Don't pay attention to the mob in front of you at all.

In other words, he is the king here, all he needs to do is give an order, one of these people counts as one, if he dares to stop them, the end will be ten times worse than that of Nie Dashan!
No one on the two sides spoke. A few minutes later, Duan Tao, who was already impatient, took a few steps and came to the foot of Mount Nie:
"I'll say it one last time. If anyone dares to stop me again, I'll let him go in with a white knife and come out with a red knife. Don't make him ten times worse!"

Then he stomped hard on the wound on Nie Dashan's left leg, crushing it repeatedly.

Nie Dashan, who was in pain, was sweating profusely, lying on the ground shaking like a convulsion.

But he didn't give in to Duan Tao's lust, he gritted his teeth tightly and didn't make a sound of begging for mercy.

A sturdy villager with a shovel stood up:
"Duan, this is the cemetery of our ancestors. Zhao Facai, an old man, signed a contract with you. We didn't know it beforehand. This matter can't be counted!"

"Yes, lightning struck the grave!"

Duan Tao rolled his eyelids and stared viciously at this villager named Nie Dachuan. He was Nie Dashan's elder brother and Nie Xiaoqian's uncle.

Nie Dachuan, who was stared at gloomily, was like a weak mouse being locked in prey by a poisonous snake.

"You, represent the opinions of these people?"

"That's right, Zhao Facai, a sinner, was expelled by the villagers, and I'm the new village head now! I don't agree to move the grave!"

"very good!"

Duan Tao took a step back coldly and raised his chin.

"Give me a handicap!"

"Yes!"

Seven or eight thugs with shining machetes stood up aggressively one after another.

Surrounded Nie Dachuan in a fan shape.

"You dare!"

Nie Dachuan tightly clenched the shovel in his hand, wanting to fight desperately with these bullies in front of him.

Seeing that they were completely surrounded, the twenty villagers behind him rushed forward and stood behind Nie Dachuan.

(End of this chapter)