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Chapter 893 Hurry Back to the Mountain Village

Tang Hui’s family.

After those people left, only Yang Hu and Tang Hui were left in the room.

Yang Hu took out a cigarette from his pocket, handed Tang Hui one first, and lit one for himself. The two of them sucked a big sip of cigarettes, and then let the smoke cover their faces.

"Brother Yang, do we really want to use those things?"

Hearing Tang Hui's inquiry, Yang Hu slowly exhaled a smoke ring from his mouth, and then nodded gently.

"It must be used!"

"From what happened in the past two days, that guy has some methods, so we should prepare in advance."

"Once we find that guy, we can avenge our fathers."

Yang Hu's words were a bit sinister, and after listening to his words, a look of resentment appeared on his face. He took another sip of the cigarette in his hand, then threw the remaining half of the cigarette on the ground, stretched out his feet and stepped hard, and said.

"Okay, Brother Yang, I'll listen to you. I'll get the things now."

After finishing his words, Tang Hui turned around and walked out of the room.

After Tang Hui left, Yang Hu sucked two more mouthfuls of cigarettes hard. As the smoke filled his body, his face looked a little gloomy and unstable.

A moment later, when only a piece of cigarette butt was left in Yang Hu's hand, Tang Hui pushed the door and walked back.

at this time.

Tang Hui was holding a small cardboard box and a long strip of things wrapped in rag strips. He stepped to Yang Hu and placed the things in his hand on the coffee table in front of the two of them.

Yang Hu threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, then reached out to pick up the long strip of items, and slowly removed the rag strip wrapped on it.

When Yang Hu removed the last strip of cloth, the thing hidden inside suddenly revealed his true body - it was two hunting rifles.

Although it is illegal to hide guns privately, the emperor is far away after all.

In this remote mountain village, as long as no one reports it specifically, no one will come to check it out.

besides.

Since everyone in the village dares to poach the mountain, they will no longer take these things into consideration. Moreover, these hunting rifles were originally used by them for poaching.

Yang Hu reached out to pick up one of the hunting rifles and skillfully fiddled in his hand. With decades of poaching experience, he was naturally very familiar with these hunting rifles.

certainly.

All the shotguns they used were earth guns made by themselves, which were a little worse in terms of safety and power.

While Yang Hu was fiddling with the hunting rifle, Tang Hui reached out to take out an iron box from the small carton. There was a crisp sound as the box swayed.

Tang Hui opened the lid of the iron box, and there were some ammunition used for hunting rifles.

Yang Hu took an ammunition from the iron box, skillfully loaded it into the hunting rifle, and then raised the hunting rifle and aimed at the clock on the distant wall!

"Bang!"

Yang Hu made a shooting look, imitating the sound of shooting, as if he was really killing his prey.

"With this thing in hand, I don't believe we can't deal with that little beast!"

Hearing Yang Hu's words, Tang Hui picked up another hunting rifle on the coffee table and replied.

"Brother Yang, don't worry."

"As long as you find the trace of that little beast, we will definitely make him turn into a sieve on the spot!"

Yang Hu nodded slightly and said nothing.

In the following time, Yang Hu and Tang Hui carefully checked the hunting rifle in their hands, then took some ammunition from the iron box and placed it on their bodies.

After they packed up their things, sucked a cigarette, the others came back one after another.

Like Yang Hu and the others, these people carried a hunting rifle on their bodies, either behind their backs or in their hands.

Because the hunting rifles in their hands are all homemade earth guns, they vary in size, length and style, and they look like they are miscellaneous soldiers.

However, one thing is the same, that is, these guns bring a sense of security to their owners.

Holding his own hunting rifle in his hand, the fear in these people's hearts dissipated a little.

Soon, all the people who left before returned here. Seeing this scene, Yang Hu nodded with satisfaction and said.

"Since everyone is back, let's send Uncle Tang's body to the ancestral hall as soon as possible!"

"good!"

Everyone agreed in unison, then carried the hunting rifle on their hands behind their backs and began to divide the work and cooperate to transfer Tang Hui's father's body.

A moment later, amid the barking of dogs, Yang Hu and his group left Tang Hui's house and rushed to the ancestral hall behind the village.

......

The lights were on in every household, and the ancestral hall was also brightly lit. Yang Hu and others carried Tang Hui's father's body and walked directly into the ancestral hall.

When you open the gate of the ancestral hall, the first thing that catches your eye are the spirit cards placed above. In addition, the most conspicuous ones are the corpses placed under the spirit cards.

at this time.

Several corpses have been placed on the ground in the center of the ancestral hall. All of these people died bizarrely in the past two days, and their symptoms before death were exactly the same as those of Tang Hui's father.

Because of the strange encounters in the past two days, the villagers did not rush to bury these people, but they all parked in the ancestral hall, waiting for the matter to be completely resolved before being buried together.

Moreover, because I was frightened, no one was watching here.

Everyone placed Tang Hui's father's body in a regular manner next to the corpses, and then prepared to start a simple ceremony.

Yang Hu stood aside in silence, his eyes slowly swept across the corpses on the ground, and finally stayed in one of them.

The man lying on the ground was his father!

"Damn little beast, you'd better pray that I won't catch it, otherwise..."

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On Cangsai Mountain.

The green snake was still crawling rapidly, and with the constant whistling of wind coming from their ears, they were gradually approaching the bright place.

At this time, no one needs to remind you, Luan Xiaoqing can also see the gradually enlarged light.

Xiao Liu glanced at Jiang Chen in front of him and asked.

"Brother Jiang Chen, have you found out what you have found now?"

Jiang Chen on the green snake's back shook his head and replied.

"I just used my spiritual sense to investigate and found that many people are gathering in the ancestral hall now, and there is a breath of death in many places in the village, and there is nothing else."

"Many people gather in the ancestral hall? There is still a breath of death?" Xiao Liu scratched his head in confusion, then seemed to suddenly remember something, and suddenly exclaimed, "Brother Jiang Chen, can you mean..."

Jiang Chen nodded slowly again and replied.

"Yes, someone in the village has passed away, and more than one person!"

As soon as Jiang Chen said this, Xiao Liu and Luan Xiaoqingquan were shocked. Before Xiao Liu could continue to ask, Luan Xiaoqing at the end asked anxiously.

"Boss Jiang, my cousin... is he okay?!"

After Luan Xiaoqing finished speaking, Jiang Chen's response immediately came from the darkness.

"Don't worry, your cousin is fine."

When Luan Xiaoqing heard Jiang Chen's words, he felt much more at ease. At this moment, Jiang Chen's voice came from the front, and Jiang Chen's next words once again puzzled Xiao Liu and Luan Xiaoqing.
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