The two people who were nailed to the ground with their left hands pierced by a knife were obviously the ones in charge. The pain was so severe that veins were popping out of their faces, but they gritted their teeth and didn't cry out. People like this are the most stubborn and it is difficult to get useful information from them.
Xu Qinghuan set her sights on the other five people and walked up to the first one, the third man from Wanjia Village. She pulled at the sharp stick stuck in the ground. When he cried out in pain, she paused for a moment and said, "How is it? Want to tell me? What exactly is your purpose in coming here?"
"Qiangzi, if you tell me, you know the consequences of what the clan will do!"
Before Qiangzi could say anything, the second cousin of the Wan family started threatening.
Anyone who betrays the Wan family will be captured and beaten to death, and then whipped with a rattan stick tied with an iron hook, one by one, for a total of one hundred whips. Then he will be hung on a wooden stake for three days without food or water. If he is still able to breathe, he will be considered alive. If he dies, he will be thrown into the mountains and forests to be eaten by animals.
Qiangzi...Qiangzi really doesn't dare to say it!
Seeing this, Song Jiayu tore off two pieces of cotton-padded jacket from Shen Baozhu and stuffed them into the mouths of the eldest and second cousins of the Wan family.
Xu Qinghuan continued. Without the threat of the two main people, it was easy to get some information from other people.
"I, we are all from Wanjia Village. We have followed the rules of our ancestors for generations. As the patriarch of the Wanjia clan, I can decide everything in the clan, big or small."
"Ah!!! I'm telling you! I'm telling you! The clan leader's grandson, Wan Chengfeng, is dead. According to clan rules, Wan Chengfeng's wife, Shen Baozhu, needs to be buried alive in the coffin and buried with Wan Chengfeng."
"The Shen family refused, so the clan leader's eldest grandson, the eldest brother of the Wan family, asked the Sun family to find a scapegoat. You are the scapegoat arranged by Shen Baozhu! Ah! I've said it all! Please let me go!"
Hearing this, Xu Qinghuan increased the strength of his punishment.
"A scapegoat? I never thought that even after the dynasty is gone, there are still places that practice the custom of burying people alive with the dead. Are you, the Wan family, really not afraid that these poor women will turn into vengeful ghosts and come after you after death?"
Song Jiayu was so angry about the terrible things that were about to be heard that her features were smoking. It was simply pushing the bottom line of her cognition.
"For women who were to be buried alive, our ancestors learned a secret recipe from a sage: nail the women's hands and feet to the coffin with nails. This would lock their souls forever."
"To be nailed alive, or to be nailed dead?"
For the first time, Xu Qinghuan's expressionless face showed a distinct expression. It was a kind of anger, feeling unfair for the women lying in the Wan family's ancestral tomb. It was also a kind of sadness, lamenting the suffering they had endured. There was also a murderous intent. She really wanted to kill these people.
If possible, she would slaughter all the members of the Wan family, from young to old.
The man from Wanjia Village who was asked the question didn't realize that the big devil's emotions had reached a critical point.
He started to speak fearfully... "They nailed them alive. The clan leader said that only in this way would women be willing to serve men underground."
Ah! She wants to kill someone!
The hand had already grabbed the neck of the man from Wanjia Village. With a little force, the fragile neck bones could be broken.
Song Jiayu had already prepared to stop Lao Xu when she noticed that he was in a bad mood. At this moment, her hand just happened to hold Lao Xu's wrist.
She hurriedly said, "Old Xu, let go. Don't let your emotions control you. You want to kill someone. Have you forgotten Grandma Xu? Have you forgotten your sister and brother?"
"You still have family members living in this world, including your father. He has made many contributions to the country, and his second-class and first-class medals of honor are still in your home. Do you want to tarnish your father's heroic life with the black mark that my daughter is a murderer?"
Song Jiayu could feel Lao Xu's hands trembling, which meant he was struggling, but she couldn't relax.
What if Lao Xu is showing weakness?
Lao Xu was too smart and powerful. She was only slightly stronger than him. Unless Lao Xu completely released the man's neck, she would not let go of Lao Xu's hand.
After a while.
Lao Xu let go of her hand, her voice a little hoarse, "You can ask questions next, I'll watch from the side, don't worry, I will control myself."
Song Jiayu looked at Lao Xu worriedly and gave him a hug. "Okay, we haven't asked enough questions. Just stand by and watch to see if I can learn your skills."
"Tsk." Xu Qinghuan was not used to this way of being cared for, but she let Song Jiayu hug her, thinking of some of Song Jiayu's actions and methods that were similar to hers.
Is this person trying to copy Xu Qinghuan and learn his skills?
I have to say that Lao Xu's casual guess has already revealed the truth.
Song Jiayu began to interrogate and roughly learned about the Wan family's influence in Pingcheng. First of all, there was the eldest son of the clan leader, the director of the Pingcheng Public Security Bureau. All the women who were wanted to be buried alive or as scapegoats by the Wan family in recent years had nowhere to turn to.
Next is the clan leader’s second son, who is currently working as a secretary for the mayor of Pingcheng.
Apart from these two people who have had successful careers, Wan Chengfeng is considered to be the best among the third generation of the patriarch's family. The other younger generations either became small cadres in factories or worked as water-delivery boys in the government.
He is not the top leader in Pingcheng, but he is also one of the local tyrants.
Dealing with this is beyond Song Jiayu's ability.
What to do?
Xu Qinghuan was also thinking that it was obvious that the Wan family, as the local tyrants, could be so rampant because they had a protective umbrella over their heads, which led to bullying the subordinates and concealing the truth from the superiors. In addition, they coerced or tempted the families of those women with benefits, which prevented the matter of burial alive from being exposed.
"Looking for Wu Qianxu?" Song Jiayu asked.
Their eyes met, and Xu Qinghuan thought of the old man and the bottles that had been resolved perfectly, and nodded: "We can give it a try."
…
Songshan County Steel Plant.
Someone ran breathlessly into the office of Electrician Group 3 and shouted, "Jiang Baizhou, Electrician Jiang, your wife has been kidnapped and is now in the affiliated hospital of our steel plant—"
Before he could finish his words, a gust of wind blew by, bringing dust into his eyes. He finally managed to open his eyes. The messenger looked into the office and asked, "Where is Jiang the electrician?"
Xiao Wen pointed to the door and said, "When you said the first sentence, people ran away in a hurry."
The man slapped his thigh and said, "I have something important to tell you. His wife was checked out at the hospital and is fine. It's her kidnappers who are suffering. Oh, and she was found to be pregnant. That's good news."
Jiang Baizhou didn't know whether it was a good news or not. He just ran to the hospital as fast as he could. At the hospital gate, Gu Siyi, who had been waiting for him for a long time, pulled him aside. Knowing what his brother wanted to hear first, he just said, "Your wife is fine. She's not hurt at all."
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