Chapter 277 Obsessed, murdered his wife and slaughtered the whole village

In the next two days, Ling'er and Pao Zhen were nowhere to be seen. I called Ling'er on my home phone, but the call was not connected. I couldn't help wondering where the two of them had gone and why there was no signal on the phone.

"Could it be that they went to the mountains to scout the area in advance?"

Pao Zhen was going to take Hu Zi and me into the mountains to practice in a few days. It was understandable that Pao Zhen went to the mountains to scout the area in advance, but why was he so mysterious and took Ling'er with him?

Hu Zi and I have been staying at home these past two days. Although Hu Zi's soul has returned to his place and he is fine, I found that Hu Zi often feels sleepy. After each meal, he yawns vigorously and then says, "Qian Yu, I'm tired. I'm going back to sleep for a while. You clean the table."

At first, I thought it was the influence of Hu Zi's soul leaving his body, but after several times in a row, I realized something was wrong.

"Damn it, he is always full of energy before and during meals, but why does he yawn non-stop after meals? He must be doing it on purpose!"

Later I understood that the reason why Hu Zi was like this was not the sequelae of his soul leaving his body, but he was just making excuses not to work. To put it bluntly, it's just one word: lazy.

"Qian Yu." I had just eaten lunch that day, and I was bored, so I sat under the eaves to study the Corpse Clothing Sutra, but Hu Zi came over with a sly look and said, "You said, Uncle Cook has collected so many good wines, and I have stolen several bottles of them. Did the chef really not find out, or did he find out but didn't tell me?"

I was reading the Corpse Clothing Sutra with great interest and had no time to pay attention to him. I immediately said unhappily, "How would I know?"

But Hu Zi didn't care. He continued in a sly tone, "Qian Yu, you said the chef is not at home, and Ling'er has stewed so much meat, all of which are in the freezer. Ling'er has been away for the past few days, and we have been drinking porridge and eating salted vegetables. Our mouths are almost dry. How about... let's heat up some meat in the evening to satisfy our hunger?"

I glanced at Hu Zi, then sneered, "I think you want to drink, right?"

"Haha, you saw through all this, Niu Pi, you are worthy of being my good brother!" Hu Zi said in a sly tone.

Hearing this, I shook my head helplessly and said, "Uncle Pao's wines are all good wines. If you are discovered, don't blame me if Uncle Pao kills you."

"How could that be possible." Hu Zi rubbed his hands and said, "Although Uncle Pao looks tall and strong and fierce, he is actually a good person. He was concerned about my health on the morning before he left. Besides, Uncle Pao has so many good wines, how could he remember them all? Let's just steal a bottle, there will be no problem."

After saying that, Hu Zi turned around and twisted his butt to touch Pao Zhen's room without waiting for me to say anything. Seeing this, I hurriedly said, "Hey, it's not us, it's you. If you want to steal a drink, don't take me with you."

"Look at you, we are brothers, there's no difference between you and me."

After saying that, Hu Zi went straight into Pao Zhen's room.

A few minutes later, Hu Zi came out of the room with a bottle of old wine, and said to me with a smile: "How about this bottle?"

I took a look at the bottle in Hu Zi's hand, and almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Feitian Maotai?" I widened my eyes, thinking, my god, this Hu Zi is really rude, he took a big shot at once.

This wine must be at least 20 years old, and it can't be bought on the market even if you have money. I guess Pao Zhen himself can't bear to drink it, and Hu Zi is really bold enough to dare to touch this bottle of wine.

The most important thing is that Ling'er said last time that this bottle of wine was prepared for Pao Zhen to drink when she got married.

"Hurry up and send it back. If you dare to touch this bottle of wine, Uncle Cook will chop you to pieces." I said hurriedly, but Hu Zi looked reluctant: "Qian Yu, it's not that I don't want to send it back, it's just that... this bottle of wine is the worst among Uncle Cook's collection..."

Damn it!

I staggered when I heard it and almost fell off the chair.

What the hell!

20-year-old Feitian Moutai is still the worst among the collection of wines?

Just as I was staring at the Feitian Moutai in Hu Zi's hand with my eyes wide open, suddenly, a familiar figure walked into the yard.

"Why are you here?" After seeing this person, I frowned immediately.

This person is none other than Wu Shushan's reserve who took Wang Qian away that night, Wu Sheng.

"I'm here to look for Pao Zhen." Mr. Wu glanced at the wine in Hu Zi's hand, and then smiled: "Hey, Feitian Maotai, judging from the quality, it must be at least nearly 20 years old. This wine is rare."

Hu Zi looked Mr. Wu up and down, and then asked: "Who are you? What do you want to see Uncle Pao?"

Mr. Wu smiled at Hu Zi, then looked at me and asked: "Is Pao Zhen here?"

"No." I shook my head and said, "What's the matter?"

"Something's going on. It's almost the 15th day of the lunar calendar, and I came to see how he is doing."

After hearing what Mr. Wu said, I raised my eyebrows.

It's the 15th day of the lunar calendar again. What will happen on the 15th day of the lunar calendar?

Seeing that I didn't say anything, Mr. Wu said, "You don't know about Pao Zhen?"

I shook my head and said truthfully, "I really don't know much. My master and Uncle Pao are old friends, but I really don't know anything about Uncle Pao's past."

"No wonder." Mr. Wu nodded, then pulled a chair over and sat next to me, and then said, "If you knew Pao Zhen's experience, you wouldn't be so calm on the fifteenth day of the lunar calendar."

"What will happen on the fifteenth day of the lunar calendar?"

I was really curious about Pao Zhen. After all, he was one of the top ten masters in the world.

Such a strong man must have a very legendary experience.

"Every master of Pao Zhen's swordsmanship will develop his own unique moves, such as the Pao Ding of the Qin Dynasty, who developed the move of Pao Ding butchering an ox. Ten years ago, Pao Zhen's swordsmanship was perfect, so he naturally wanted to develop his own unique move. As long as he could develop this move, Pao Zhen's name would be passed down through the ages, and it would be the highest honor of the Pao family. It's a pity..."

Speaking of this, Mr. Wu shook his head with a look of regret. Seeing this, I hurriedly asked, "What's the pity?"

"It's a pity that Pao Zhen was too eager to achieve success and became obsessed." Wu Sheng sighed and said, "You can't imagine the scene of a master who has reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship becoming obsessed. When he was obsessed, he didn't recognize his relatives and turned into a beast with only the killing instinct left. The first person he killed was... his wife."

"What!" After hearing what Wu Sheng said, not only I, but even Hu Zi also cried out in surprise, widening his eyes and saying in disbelief: "You said that Uncle Cook...went crazy and killed his wife ten years ago?"

"Yes." Wu Sheng nodded, and then continued: "This is just the beginning. After that, he held a pig-killing knife in his hand, like a butcher, and slaughtered all 432 people in the village. I was still young at the time, but my master participated in the investigation of this matter. When my master and others came to the village and saw the tragic situation of the whole village, they were all shocked beyond words."

"Corpses were everywhere, blood flowed like a river, the streets were full of corpses, and the gutters were flowing with red blood. The whole village was like hell on earth!"