Nightmare Attack
Chapter 335 Miao Family Village
Chapter 335 Miao Family Village
It was Xiao Wan who I had seen in the brothel before.
And she called the dead middle-aged woman mother.
Looking back and forth at Xiaowan, the middle-aged woman, and Butler Zhou at the side, the fat man took a deep breath. It turned out that they...are a family.
"You guys." Xiaowan stared, her gaze seemed to kill someone.
Her appearance is quite outstanding, otherwise she wouldn't be called the double best with Xuanji, but at this moment, her pretty face is full of resentment.
"Why. Why?!" She clenched her fists and roared hoarsely: "You people, why did you help that villain?"
"Did so many evil things back then, shouldn't Mr. Huang deserve to die?!"
Steward Zhou was holding the dead body of the middle-aged woman, trembling all over. It could be seen that he was genuinely moved by the woman in his arms.
He stroked the middle-aged woman's face and combed her hair little by little.
"Back then." The fat man froze for a moment.
Xiaowan seemed to be crazy, crying and cursing at them. Gradually, the fat man's eyes began to change from doubt to clarity, and finally, even the pupils began to tremble.
No one likes to be torn open, not only because they are afraid of pain, but more importantly, they still refuse to face the bloody reality under the wound.
Their previous guess...wasn't quite right.
At least here in Xuanji.
She...is really Steward Zhou's daughter, and even Xiaowan's own sister.
What shocked Fatty even more was that she knew all about Xuanji.
She is not only a victim of the conspiracy, but also a participant in the conspiracy, and even the most determined executor.
Even the conspiracy itself was originally conceived by Xuanji.
In order to persuade her father, mother, and younger sister to carry out, she spent countless hours, and finally, the family agreed with tears.
The purpose is for revenge.
Take revenge on Master Huang.
Although looking at it now, Master Huang is an out-and-out good person, even in the town, anyone who looks for anyone knows the title of Master Huang, Huang Dashan.
In the eyes of the townspeople, Mr. Huang is kind-hearted, kind-hearted, kind, and generous. Whenever the harvest is bad in a disaster year, he will set up a porridge shed in the town to donate some porridge and rice.
Even people from several nearby towns would come to ask for a meal after hearing the news.
Many people did not starve to death because of this mouthful of food.
But only survivors like Steward Zhou know how this kind-hearted, wealthy "Huang Dashan" made his fortune back then.
What a despicable and vicious method was used!
Ten years ago, about 10 miles away from here, there was a place with beautiful mountains and rivers called Miaojiazhai.
Although it is called a village, it is actually a village with a population of less than [-] people.
This Miao family village is not ordinary. It has beautiful mountains and clear waters, outstanding people, and is especially famous for its tea production. Every time it rains, the tea merchants who come to collect tea almost knock down the gate of the village.
The owner of the village here is Miao Fu, the biological father of Steward Zhou.
Back then when the disaster was approaching, Steward Zhou was taking his family out and was not in the village, so he narrowly escaped the catastrophe.
When I returned to Miao Village, everything changed.
The originally beautiful village became fragmented, with scattered corpses everywhere, and when he opened the door of his house with trembling hands, the scene in front of him almost made this iron-clad man faint immediately.
Nine heads were threaded into strings and hung on wooden stakes beside them.
On the top is his father, then his mother, brother, and sister. At the bottom is his little nephew who is less than 5 years old.
Pairs of bloody eyes opened angrily, dying with regret.
With the wind blowing, the string of human heads swayed slightly.
The corpses were piled messily on one side, and the blood dripping wantonly beside the headless cavity silently accused the perpetrator of his evil deeds.
Almost immediately, the man named Miao Cheng knew who the murderer was.
In a place less than 30 miles away from Miaojiazhai, there is another village called Huangjiapo.
It is also famous for its tea production. It is not far from the Miaojia Village, which is not far away. It is a rival in business. The two families have been fighting each other for many years.
Recently, news came from above that the prince is considering choosing a tea as this year's tribute.
This is a great honor.
After all, with a radius of hundreds of miles, the only ones who can make a move are Miaojiazhai and Huangjiapo.
The final winner must also come from one of these two families.
So the prince sent someone to inform the two families to prepare tea, and he would taste the tea himself to decide the final winner.
But on that day, the old butler who was in charge of making tea, when he tried the tea for the prince, his face turned black and he fell to the ground.
A moment later, he died of exhaustion.
And the tea he drank was sent from the Miao Village.
Later, after being inspected by a pharmacist in the palace, several teas from the Miao family village were found to be extremely poisonous, and what was even more vicious was that only the best teas were poisoned.
The vicious heart of the murderer is clearly revealed.
Under the rage of the prince, hundreds of people were killed in the Miaojia village, the whole village was almost burned, and more than [-] acres of tea fields were trampled by war horses.
Afterwards, a notice was posted, and the Miaojiazhai gang was convicted of treason, and the whole family was punished.
Since then, Miao Cheng and his group have become lonely ghosts, changed their surnames, and even used some helpless methods to change their appearance. From a wealthy family with no worries about food and clothing, they became the most humble actors.
Of course he didn't dare to show his face in the theater, so he could only put on paper clothes and pretend to be something neither human nor ghost, singing for others for nothing and begging for a meal.
Finally, by chance, he found some survivors from the Miao Village, and took them in, and everyone got together to discuss life.
Among them was a child who survived the massacre. She was stuffed by her mother into a gap in the grass wall and barely escaped.
And her parents and relatives all died.
According to her, the person who brought the officers and soldiers was the steward of Huangjiapo, who is now the Huang Dashan, Mr. Huang.
While the officers and soldiers were not paying attention, he left the same poison as in the tea leaves of the Wangfu on the scene, which was undoubtedly found by the officers and soldiers in the end.
The serious crime of conspiracy in the Miaojiazhai was confirmed.
Afterwards, the entire village was slaughtered.
From then on, Miao Cheng changed his name to Team Leader Zheng, and the sole purpose of these homeless ghosts gathering together to survive was revenge.
At the same time, Huangjiapo's business was booming, their tea was valued by the higher-ups, and Master Huang himself was promoted step by step, and he even donated a nominal official by bribery.
Moved to the town and lived a leisurely life.
Perhaps because he knew that he had committed serious crimes, he prayed to gods and Buddhas everywhere, and monks and priests often came and went to chant scriptures and ask rituals.
He is also kind and generous, and is kind to others. After a long time, he actually got the title of "Huang Dashan". His only son, Young Master Huang, is the pride of Master Huang.
(Monthly ticket issue. Crazy hint!!)
(End of this chapter)
It was Xiao Wan who I had seen in the brothel before.
And she called the dead middle-aged woman mother.
Looking back and forth at Xiaowan, the middle-aged woman, and Butler Zhou at the side, the fat man took a deep breath. It turned out that they...are a family.
"You guys." Xiaowan stared, her gaze seemed to kill someone.
Her appearance is quite outstanding, otherwise she wouldn't be called the double best with Xuanji, but at this moment, her pretty face is full of resentment.
"Why. Why?!" She clenched her fists and roared hoarsely: "You people, why did you help that villain?"
"Did so many evil things back then, shouldn't Mr. Huang deserve to die?!"
Steward Zhou was holding the dead body of the middle-aged woman, trembling all over. It could be seen that he was genuinely moved by the woman in his arms.
He stroked the middle-aged woman's face and combed her hair little by little.
"Back then." The fat man froze for a moment.
Xiaowan seemed to be crazy, crying and cursing at them. Gradually, the fat man's eyes began to change from doubt to clarity, and finally, even the pupils began to tremble.
No one likes to be torn open, not only because they are afraid of pain, but more importantly, they still refuse to face the bloody reality under the wound.
Their previous guess...wasn't quite right.
At least here in Xuanji.
She...is really Steward Zhou's daughter, and even Xiaowan's own sister.
What shocked Fatty even more was that she knew all about Xuanji.
She is not only a victim of the conspiracy, but also a participant in the conspiracy, and even the most determined executor.
Even the conspiracy itself was originally conceived by Xuanji.
In order to persuade her father, mother, and younger sister to carry out, she spent countless hours, and finally, the family agreed with tears.
The purpose is for revenge.
Take revenge on Master Huang.
Although looking at it now, Master Huang is an out-and-out good person, even in the town, anyone who looks for anyone knows the title of Master Huang, Huang Dashan.
In the eyes of the townspeople, Mr. Huang is kind-hearted, kind-hearted, kind, and generous. Whenever the harvest is bad in a disaster year, he will set up a porridge shed in the town to donate some porridge and rice.
Even people from several nearby towns would come to ask for a meal after hearing the news.
Many people did not starve to death because of this mouthful of food.
But only survivors like Steward Zhou know how this kind-hearted, wealthy "Huang Dashan" made his fortune back then.
What a despicable and vicious method was used!
Ten years ago, about 10 miles away from here, there was a place with beautiful mountains and rivers called Miaojiazhai.
Although it is called a village, it is actually a village with a population of less than [-] people.
This Miao family village is not ordinary. It has beautiful mountains and clear waters, outstanding people, and is especially famous for its tea production. Every time it rains, the tea merchants who come to collect tea almost knock down the gate of the village.
The owner of the village here is Miao Fu, the biological father of Steward Zhou.
Back then when the disaster was approaching, Steward Zhou was taking his family out and was not in the village, so he narrowly escaped the catastrophe.
When I returned to Miao Village, everything changed.
The originally beautiful village became fragmented, with scattered corpses everywhere, and when he opened the door of his house with trembling hands, the scene in front of him almost made this iron-clad man faint immediately.
Nine heads were threaded into strings and hung on wooden stakes beside them.
On the top is his father, then his mother, brother, and sister. At the bottom is his little nephew who is less than 5 years old.
Pairs of bloody eyes opened angrily, dying with regret.
With the wind blowing, the string of human heads swayed slightly.
The corpses were piled messily on one side, and the blood dripping wantonly beside the headless cavity silently accused the perpetrator of his evil deeds.
Almost immediately, the man named Miao Cheng knew who the murderer was.
In a place less than 30 miles away from Miaojiazhai, there is another village called Huangjiapo.
It is also famous for its tea production. It is not far from the Miaojia Village, which is not far away. It is a rival in business. The two families have been fighting each other for many years.
Recently, news came from above that the prince is considering choosing a tea as this year's tribute.
This is a great honor.
After all, with a radius of hundreds of miles, the only ones who can make a move are Miaojiazhai and Huangjiapo.
The final winner must also come from one of these two families.
So the prince sent someone to inform the two families to prepare tea, and he would taste the tea himself to decide the final winner.
But on that day, the old butler who was in charge of making tea, when he tried the tea for the prince, his face turned black and he fell to the ground.
A moment later, he died of exhaustion.
And the tea he drank was sent from the Miao Village.
Later, after being inspected by a pharmacist in the palace, several teas from the Miao family village were found to be extremely poisonous, and what was even more vicious was that only the best teas were poisoned.
The vicious heart of the murderer is clearly revealed.
Under the rage of the prince, hundreds of people were killed in the Miaojia village, the whole village was almost burned, and more than [-] acres of tea fields were trampled by war horses.
Afterwards, a notice was posted, and the Miaojiazhai gang was convicted of treason, and the whole family was punished.
Since then, Miao Cheng and his group have become lonely ghosts, changed their surnames, and even used some helpless methods to change their appearance. From a wealthy family with no worries about food and clothing, they became the most humble actors.
Of course he didn't dare to show his face in the theater, so he could only put on paper clothes and pretend to be something neither human nor ghost, singing for others for nothing and begging for a meal.
Finally, by chance, he found some survivors from the Miao Village, and took them in, and everyone got together to discuss life.
Among them was a child who survived the massacre. She was stuffed by her mother into a gap in the grass wall and barely escaped.
And her parents and relatives all died.
According to her, the person who brought the officers and soldiers was the steward of Huangjiapo, who is now the Huang Dashan, Mr. Huang.
While the officers and soldiers were not paying attention, he left the same poison as in the tea leaves of the Wangfu on the scene, which was undoubtedly found by the officers and soldiers in the end.
The serious crime of conspiracy in the Miaojiazhai was confirmed.
Afterwards, the entire village was slaughtered.
From then on, Miao Cheng changed his name to Team Leader Zheng, and the sole purpose of these homeless ghosts gathering together to survive was revenge.
At the same time, Huangjiapo's business was booming, their tea was valued by the higher-ups, and Master Huang himself was promoted step by step, and he even donated a nominal official by bribery.
Moved to the town and lived a leisurely life.
Perhaps because he knew that he had committed serious crimes, he prayed to gods and Buddhas everywhere, and monks and priests often came and went to chant scriptures and ask rituals.
He is also kind and generous, and is kind to others. After a long time, he actually got the title of "Huang Dashan". His only son, Young Master Huang, is the pride of Master Huang.
(Monthly ticket issue. Crazy hint!!)
(End of this chapter)
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