Lu Qiqi also stayed by the side, ready to give the villagers advice immediately if anything seemed amiss or if an explosion occurred.

A dozen villagers took turns digging a large pit by the bamboo grove, and then carefully placed the corpses into the pit one by one, and then properly filled the pit with soil.

A wooden tombstone was erected, and in front of it were placed three kinds of fruit and nine bowls of wine.

A middle-aged man stepped forward, holding a freshly poured glass of wine in his hand, and gestured with his hands in front of his chest.

"Brothers, may you be reborn into a better life next time, so you don't have to live such a miserable existence again."

"Brothers, rest in peace."

The villagers standing to the side said in unison, "Take care!"

After saying that, the middle-aged man poured the wine from the bowl onto the ground.

The wine touched the ground and was instantly diluted by the soil, leaving behind a damp patch.

On the way back, Li Changlong said, "I'll boil some pomelo water for you later so you can wash up properly."

Li Changlong spoke with a hint of emotion, and Lu Qiqi knew why, so she could only reply, "Okay, thank you, Second Brother."

Li Changlong wanted to say something more, but seeing Lu Qiqi's smiling face, he didn't say anything.

His sister has wildly ambitious ideas; she's capable of murder and arson without batting an eye. Now, even when faced with a gruesome corpse, she remains unfazed.

The thought of Lu Qiqi experiencing the corpse of Grandma Zhao that night...

Even in broad daylight, I feel a chill run down my spine and want to shiver.

He thought to himself, if he told his parents what happened in Tianxin Village, they would probably scold him for not taking good care of the child!