C13 Rain fog village

We helped the old chief down the hill, and when he saw what was happening, his hand pointed at the pond shook again and again, and he cursed, Who the hell did this! Who did it! I must find out and teach him a lesson.

Everyone was comforting the old Village Head, even though they were all complaining about which bastard had done such a good deed. At the same time, they were fishing up the buddha head.

The Buddha's head was about the height of a woman, and when I looked at the Buddha's head standing by the river, I could feel him staring at me.

Shaking my head, I didn't do anything wrong. Why do I feel so creeped out looking at it?

The rain got heavier and heavier, and it did not stop. The bamboo hat was completely useless, and the wet clothes on his body felt extremely uncomfortable.

The old elder became furious and immediately threw away his bamboo hat. He ordered his other uncles to gather all the villagers. This matter must be dealt with seriously.

I stayed with the old village chief. He bent over and slapped his thigh as he wailed, "Who would do such a wicked thing? Buddha protects us every day. Who would do such an outrageous thing? Lightning will strike you! Lightning will strike you!"

I pulled him, and he held the Buddha's head.

While the old village chief was arranging his work, I tried to lift the Buddha's head.

It was too heavy to be done by an adult, and it would take at least twenty minutes to walk from the pond to the temple.

The one holding the Buddha's head walked from the temple to the pond, then threw the Buddha's head into the pond.

This was completely impossible. From how the Buddha head had just been pulled out of the pond, it could be seen that three to four grown men were having some difficulty moving it.

Therefore, it was very likely that many people had committed the crime, and putting the buddhist head in the tricycle was almost the easiest method of transportation.

All the people had gathered in front of the temple, so most of the villagers knew about the damage done to the Buddha statue.

Pepsi pushed his way through the crowd to my side and patted me on the shoulder.

"Lil 'Liang, something big happened. Who do you think might have done it?" It was as if the old elder was not afraid of causing a ruckus. He only restrained himself when the old elder shot a glare at him.

There were around a hundred villagers, so it was not a big deal to investigate. Moreover, there was only so much space in the temple, so it was not convenient to walk around.

I wanted to make a suggestion to the Village Chief, but then I realised that I was from another village, so it didn't seem like I could say anything. After all, this was something that happened in their village.

I told him my thoughts, and as expected, his big mouth nodded in agreement after hearing my suggestion.

Village head! I have an idea.

Everyone looked at him. He walked to the old elder's side in three steps and told him his thoughts.

Only then did the old elder's expression soften a bit. Otherwise, if he showed his stern face to everyone in the village, no one would feel good about it.

The village chief smiled as he patted Pepsi. He didn't know if he was being generous or not as he said, "Sure enough, you're the one who should pay more attention to everything. Alright, you can leave first."

Pepsi hopped back to me and complimented me: You're pretty smart, boy.

I pulled out a smile. It didn't sound so comfortable.

The old Village Chief clapped his hands to signal for everyone to quiet down. He was quite a dignified person among the villagers, so the scene immediately became quiet.

"Everyone, listen to me. Who doesn't have three rounds at home, you can leave all three rounds behind. Don't take advantage of the situation to fish in troubled waters. If anyone doesn't have one, I, the village chief, will find out after checking."

After the Old Village Chief finished speaking, a group of people immediately turned around and left, leaving behind roughly thirty people.

Although there were a lot of people, it was a lot less than hundreds of people.

Those who stayed behind asked the old elder why he only left his family members for three rounds before letting the others leave.

When the old elder explained the reason, the audience immediately started clapping. Everyone kept praising the old elder for having a good idea.

Zhang Luo arrived late. When he arrived at the temple, his face was filled with grief as he complained to the Village Head, "Village Head, who knows what bastard threw his buddhist head into my pond. There are fish there, and a whole piece died.

His loss was a small matter, and the old elder simply did not care about it. Thus, he just sat to the side and wailed.

To have the Buddha statues maliciously destroyed was the most important thing. It was as if they had trampled over the faith of all the villagers.

I suddenly felt that I shouldn't have been there with Pepsi. I had just arrived at the village yesterday, and although the old village chief and the villagers had welcomed me warmly, it was inevitable that suspicion would fall on me.

If some people exaggerate it further and call me a jinx, then my situation would be extremely bad.

The Old Village Chief recorded all the people who were present for three rounds in a book. In the end, he discovered that other than these people, there was also the Eastern Head Luo Man who was not present.

Some even said that he was clearly here at the beginning, but after hearing the Village Chief say that there were no three rounds of leave, he left with the crowd.

The village chief closed the book and immediately called for his subordinates to come out, cursing something.

The moment the Village Head left, I immediately dragged Hundred Business Street outside. He originally wanted to watch the commotion, but he was forced by me to leave. Thus, he had no choice but to follow me outside.

"Brother Chen, what are you doing? I still want to watch the show. Who is the perpetrator, I want to be the first to know. Otherwise, how can you be worthy of my title as the one who knows everything?" He shook me off and tried to go back to the temple, but I held him back.

I told him why I'd come out like I was running away, and he clapped his hands and thought I was right, but he asked me anyway.

Did you do it.

Of course I said no, moreover what was the reason why I did so. I just arrived at the village yesterday, I don't know anything about this village at all. How could I possibly destroy the Buddha statue.

"I don't think it's you." I was relieved to hear Pepsi say something like that.

Back at Uncle Li's house, Ah Tong asked me where I had gone. I didn't understand it even if I told him, so I told him a lie and made it up.

Uncle Li and his wife were taking care of the children and discussing what had happened today.

He handed the child to his wife and took me aside. He asked if I had any clues.

"Right now, the target has been locked on the houses of the thirty or so families with three-wheeled carriages in the village. The Buddha head is very heavy, and it's not that a few adults can't move it completely, so it's definitely not a single person.

"What's more, from the temple to the pond in the backyard, there must be transportation, either someone took someone else's three wheels or it was those three wheels." After I finished speaking, Uncle Li seemed to be deep in thought.

Uncle Li touched my back and felt a patch of moisture on it. He told me to quickly take a bath in case I caught a cold.

I took off my clothes and was about to go when I remembered something and turned around for a long time.

He asked me what was wrong, and I remembered saying that when the village chief was looking into the matter, there seemed to be a person called Luo Man who ran away.

Uncle Li nodded his head slightly and said that he understood.

The hot water fell from my neck and felt especially refreshing. I really enjoyed this feeling.

The sound of hot water falling on my body masked the sound of rain falling outside. Was this rain a coincidence or was it a punishment from heaven for Yuyang Village?

If this continued, the river would spill out and drown most of the crops in the backyard. This would be a huge loss for the village, and the road would be muddy from the rain.

The people who cultivated Buddha statues couldn't enter the village at all. Although the temple was covered with white cloth, the villagers all knew that it wouldn't be good to drag this matter on for too long.

I wiped my body. The wounds I'd gotten before didn't hurt anymore, but they must have been there all along.

I suddenly felt breathless, like someone was squeezing my heart.

After coughing violently, I actually spat out a mouthful of blood.

What was going on? Just then, I felt that there was nothing wrong with my body. How did I become like this? I supported myself on the wall as I knelt down and coughed out a pool of blood.

I wiped the blood from the corner of my mouth. It felt like a dream. There were no holes in my chest, just pain.

I tried to stand up, but I was too weak. I slipped and fell to the ground, and then I lost consciousness.