Bring your aunt to eat big meat, the scumbag father's family is furious

For these people who come from big cities, killing someone in a remote village thousands of miles away is nothing more than casually slaughtering a few animals in a mountain gully.

So they rode into the village without restraint, found out the location of Ye Qiao's house, and headed straight for the west end of the village.

The horses' hooves kicked up yellow dust, exuding a murderous aura that terrified the villagers.

"They're heading to the Ye family. Their mother just died, and the two siblings are going to suffer again."

"The eldest is an illegitimate child, and he's definitely not a womanizer. He's been attracting all sorts of women outside, and now he's brought trouble upon himself."

“The younger ones aren’t exactly innocent either. They often glare at the villagers and even try to hit them. Let’s take care of them so we can avoid seeing them and getting annoyed.”

The villagers gloated.

Just a few days ago, Yin passed away. There weren't many people in the village willing to help, so the siblings set up a few tables to entertain the guests and buried Yin on the mountain.

"Sister, instead of you coming to pick me up after you've settled in, why don't I go to the capital with you? That way, I can take care of you on the way," Ye Liang said after making up his mind.

"But home here—"

"Father is gone, mother is dead, this house is no longer a home."

“The villagers in this village don’t treat us like neighbors. Since that’s the case, why should I stay here? The capital is a big city. Maybe I can make a name for myself there. I don’t necessarily need your help.”

Ever since Madam Yin said that she could also go to the capital, a certain belief seemed to have been ignited in Ye Liang's heart.

Ye Qiao thought that she still had a lot of money on her, and that Ye Liang's food and lodging would not be a problem once they went to the capital.

Besides, it's true that it's difficult for a lone woman like her to travel.

"Okay, let's tidy up this house and go to the capital together."

With Lady Yin dead, she no longer had any attachments to this place and could go about her business.

Ye Liang suddenly became alert, watching a group of people rushing towards their house: "Sister, look, are they coming for our house?"

Ye Qiao also saw it; the group of people was getting closer and closer. Those people drew the knives from their waists, and their eyes seemed to be looking at a dying person. The light of the blades shimmered like snow in the sunlight, cold and intimidating.

Her heart suddenly rose to her throat.

"Let's find a place to hide first." Ye Liang grabbed Ye Qiao and ran.

Just then, the sound of swords clashing rang out. Looking back, another group of men in silver appeared out of nowhere and blocked the first group. The two sides were engaged in fierce combat.

This mountain village had never seen anything like it before. Many villagers were so frightened that they screamed and fled, some pushing oxcarts, some carrying large and small bags, and others clutching their meager savings tightly to their chests.

"Don't be nervous, gentlemen. It seems that the group on horseback is no match for the men in silver," a voice chuckled.

The siblings looked in the direction of the sound and saw a monk carrying a wooden bowl. His patchwork robe was somewhat worn, but he had an air of otherworldly wisdom and seemed to be a wandering monk.

The monk's gaze fell on Ye Qiao's face, and he couldn't help but sigh, "She looks just like her! She looks at least six or seven parts like Princess Shouguang."

"Master, how did they come to this village?" Ye Qiao asked, bowing with her hands clasped together, puzzled.

"Naturally, we've come to take your lives," the monk said.

The siblings' expressions changed.

The monk remained calm and said, "This humble monk is a little thirsty. May I ask the two young benefactors for some water?"

Ye Qiao felt that the monk must know something. After looking at the fighting over there, she saw that the man in silver was indeed gaining the upper hand, so she was no longer afraid.

They quickly invited the monk into the house.

The monk drank a small bowl of water, but instead of leaving immediately, he chatted with them about everyday things.

By this time, most of the men in black who had come on horseback had been killed. A faint smell of blood lingered in the air of the village, and several corpses had been thrown into the river, turning the water red.

Qiao Lian'er was watching the game.

The people sent by the Wei family were all carefully selected experts, but they were still outmatched by Pei Shijiu's preparations.

“We must leave one alive and send a letter to the capital to tell the Wei family that the Ye siblings have been dealt with. This way, the Wei family will not set up any defenses on the road, allowing the siblings to travel freely.”

As Qiao Lian'er spoke, she went around to the back of a grove of banana trees and released Pei Shijiu.

Pei Shijiu immediately recognized one of the leaders, who was wounded in several places and was putting up a stubborn resistance.

"Detain him."

Those of higher status write more credible letters.

The man was apprehended shortly afterward. Pei Shijiu handed the task over to the men in silver, and several of them left with their leader.

As for the other men in black, they were all killed and thrown into the river.

The man in silver did not disturb the villagers, and after the deed was done, he disappeared without a trace.

The villagers were still in shock when they saw the blood all over the ground, the river water stained red, and the corpses in the river. Some of the more timid people fainted.

"It's all the fault of the Ye siblings. Otherwise, how could our peaceful village have attracted all this bloodshed?"

"That's right. These horsemen came for the Ye family from the beginning. It would have been fine if they had just killed them and left, but they attracted another group and caused such a bloody incident."

"We can't let them stay here. We'll go and drive them out of the village right now."

“Let’s go together and drive them all away, so that the village won’t be peaceful in the future.”

The villagers headed towards the Ye family's house, and the crowd grew larger and larger, forming a grand procession.

Qiao Lian'er shook her head. No matter what, Yin Shi had lived in Xia Mei Village for eighteen years, and Ye Liang was her child with a man from this village. The villagers were so heartless and ungrateful. Was it because their ideas were too ignorant, backward, and stubborn?

Pei Shijiu glanced at Qiao Lian'er's expression, then made a gesture towards the mountain. Soon, the silver-masked man reappeared.

"Even if someone protects them and guarantees them a stable environment, they can't stay here for long."

“Yes, Madam Yin is dead. The siblings were just saying they were going to the capital, so it’s the perfect time,” Qiao Lian’er said.

The villagers quickly surrounded the Ye family's courtyard, some carrying shovels, some holding sticks, and some carrying machetes, all determined to get what they wanted.

"The Ye siblings will only bring disaster to the village. Please get out and never come back."

"If the upper beam is crooked, the lower beam will be crooked too. Your mother was originally an unlucky person, and giving birth to you two siblings brought the same bad luck, and you almost brought disaster to the villagers."

“If you don’t leave, then we will take responsibility for asking you to leave and restore peace to this village. We are all honest villagers who want to live our lives peacefully, and we don’t want to be implicated by you.”