Chapter 107: Thrown into a Mass Grave
When the village chief arrived, he saw Wan Xingchang lying in the yard, his face covered in blood, motionless, but his chest was still heaving.
"Village Chief, I am sorry to trouble you again. It is the end of the year now. If it were not for the last resort, I would not ask you to come here."
Old Mrs. Wan stepped forward to greet him, but her face was not very good. Even though she had known in advance that Wan Xingchang was going to do evil, when this really happened, Old Mrs. Wan still felt a little heartbroken.
"Big sister, it's okay. I just heard from your eldest brother that this kid is the murderer?"
The village chief looked at Wan Xingchang lying on the ground in disbelief. He had some impression of this child. He was not very talkative and always stood in the corner, seeming very unsociable. It turned out that he was not Grandma Wan's biological grandson.
"Village chief, it's this child. I never thought that even though I fed him well, he would actually think of stealing money and killing people. This family can't tolerate him no matter what. Please, village chief, drive him out of the village to prevent him from harming others."
Old Mrs. Wan glanced at the motionless Wan Xingchang, her brows furrowed and her expression not very good.
The village chief sighed. Although he felt a little bit reluctant, after all, the New Year was coming tomorrow. It was indeed a bit pitiful to drive a child out of the village now, but thinking about how vicious the child's heart was, he didn't dare to keep him in the village. If something happened, he would not be able to explain himself. It was obvious that the Wan family was protected by the mayor.
The village chief pondered for a while before sighing and saying, "If that's the case, you should just send him out of the village. This kid has brought this upon himself. If he hates me, let him hate me. I'll notify everyone in the village. If anyone dares to take him in, I'll kick that family out as well."
After hearing this, Old Lady Wan quickly took her family to thank the village chief.
"Thank you, village chief. I will ask my eldest brother to take people to send this child away."
The village chief was about to leave when he suddenly paused. He turned to look at Old Lady Wan's family and asked, "Big sister, where did this child get the poison?"
This really stumped Old Lady Wan. At this time, Wan Wen squeezed in from behind the crowd, took the bottle of poison from Wan Lao San's hand and walked over.
"Grandpa Village Chief, this is the bottle of poison. If you don't believe me, you can take it back and try it. Poison Rat, you know the supplier of the poison, it's Mai Sui from our village. My second brother and I heard the conversation between the two with our own ears, but as for where Mai Sui got the poison, we don't know. You can ask Wan Xingchang, he will definitely know."
Wan Wen handed the poison to the village chief and kicked Wan Xingchang on the ground.
The village chief took the poison, looked at it for a long while, then held the bottle in his hand with a cold light in his eyes, because he suddenly thought of his daughter who had passed away a few years ago. The doctor said at the time that she died of poisoning. He knew that Shizi Village was indeed a mixed bag, but compared to other places, their Shizi Village was still relatively stable.
The village chief thought of the wheat ears, then looked at the poison in his hand, and remembered an old story.
That year, Mai Sui went to him to buy land, but he didn't have enough money, so he wanted to buy on credit. At that time, there happened to be a man with cash who also wanted to buy the land, so the village chief sold it to someone else. Mai Sui didn't say anything at the time, but four or five days later, his little daughter picked up a piece of maltose on the road, ate it, and disappeared.
He didn't think too much about it at the time, but now that Mai Sui is involved in this matter, it means that it was most likely Mai Sui who did it.
If he remembered correctly, Mai Sui was only nine years old that year. A nine-year-old child had such a strong desire for revenge. The village chief hated and feared him.
But at least he had found the murderer of his daughter, and he wanted revenge.
Old Lady Wan noticed that the village chief looked a little strange, so she asked with concern, "Brother Village Chief, what's wrong with you? Is there something wrong with this poison?"
The village chief came to his senses and said, "Oh, it's okay. I just didn't expect that the one who provided the poison was Mai Sui. That kid doesn't look like someone who would do such a thing. I was a little surprised. I'll go back first."
Boss Wan quickly stepped forward to support the village chief.
"Village Chief, I'll take you back."
The village chief nodded, thanked him, and left. Old Mrs. Wan looked at the village chief's back and felt that his back seemed to be a little more hunched.
After sending the village chief away, Old Lady Wan told her sons, "Send this little beast away, throw him far away, and don't let him come back."
Wan Xingmo stepped forward and said, "Grandma, let me do it. Wan Xingchang has nothing to do with your family. I almost killed everyone today because of my negligence. Let me handle the rest."
Wan Jinshu glanced at the child on the ground with a cold look in his eyes. He didn't expect that the Wan family's branch had fallen to this point. He felt a chill in his heart.
Old Lady Wan called her sons back and said to Wan Xingmo, "Mo'er, throw this child away. I'm afraid he will come back for revenge. If I really kill him, I will be guilty. Let him fend for himself."
Wan Xingmo hummed, bent down, picked up Wan Xingchang on the ground and left.
After leaving the village, Wan Xingmo walked westward.
There seems to be a mass grave over there, with a lot of stray dogs in it.
Although Wan Xingmo did not condemn Wan Xingchang verbally, he still felt somewhat disgusted with the child, and he was deeply shaken at this moment.
They fought bloody battles on the battlefield and used their bodies to block the neighboring country's cavalry from advancing southward, thus preserving the vast territory of Qi, but they also gave birth to so many scums like Wan Xingchang.
This child is only eight years old and he is capable of such vicious behavior. If he is allowed to grow up, he might become a traitor and a traitor to his country. This kind of person will do anything to achieve his goal. He is truly insane and extremely terrifying.
Wan Xingmo threw the man to a mass grave dozens of miles away. Looking at the figure curled up in the dry grass, Wan Xingmo said coldly: "I will not kill you today. My hands only kill enemies and beasts. You are not worthy of dirtying my sword. If you can survive, come and seek revenge from me. I threw you here. It has nothing to do with others. If you die and want to seek revenge as a ghost, come and find me. I killed you."
Wan Xingmo said this and turned and left.
At this time Wan Xingchang finally moved. He slowly got up from the ground, his eyes full of viciousness. He looked at Wan Xingmo's back as he left, and clenched his small fists tightly.
"Wan Xingmo, just wait for me. I will definitely come back to seek revenge on you."
It was already late at this time. The nights get dark early in winter and everything was already a little blurry. However, Wan Xingchang did not feel that the eyes around him were staring at him.
Soon, a shrill cry was heard from the mass grave, followed by the sound of hungry wolves pouncing on their prey.
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