I reached out and grabbed it for a few times, but it didn't work. The back became more and more itchy. At this time, in the car, the itchy position was a little closer to the middle. I had no choice but to rub it hard on the seat and rub it, which made the aunt next to me keep looking at me.

I didn't care about her. After rubbing for a while, the itch was healing a little. I thought to myself, was it because of the excessive moisture in the hotel yesterday? Or... it was caused by not taking a shower for too many days?

Or...was hit last night?

I really wanted to find a mirror and immediately looked at what was wrong with myself, but at this moment, the bus had already started slowly. I opened my mouth and sat down helplessly. I asked just now that the bus only took two trips a day. If I missed it, I had to wait for three o'clock in the afternoon. In that case, it would be dark again when I arrived at Shiqiaozhong Village.

There was no way, I endured the itch behind me and forced myself to think about other things to distract myself, and hoped to arrive at my destination as soon as possible.

The bus was actually a bit shabby. After leaving the county town, it was bumpy on a not very flat road for an hour before the car finally stopped. The ticket salesperson shouted: "The Shiqiao Bell has arrived, and you can park for five minutes by the way. If you have any toilets, hurry up..."

As soon as she shouted, the car went down halfway through a sensation. I naturally got out of the car and looked up. The car was parked by the roadside. There was a winding path ahead. There were two rows of poplar trees next to the road. The leaves had already withered, and the bare branches were trembling in the cold wind. A village was faintly exposed in the depths of the poplar trees.

I walked a few steps forward and stood a stone tablet beside the road with three large characters written on it: Stone Bridge Bell.

I was inexplicably excited, tightened my clothes and walked forward, hoping that this was Xiaobai's hometown.

No one was on the same train station as me, which made me ask someone for a question. Fortunately, it seemed quite far from the road to the village, but after about ten minutes of walking, I had already arrived at the entrance of the village. I looked around and looked around. It was a bit strange that the road in the village was empty and there was no one.

Even every household closed the door and was deserted. If it weren't for the fact that there were a few children riding on the wall to play, I would have suspected that this was a sign that the Japanese were going to enter the village.

I walked over, waved my hand to the children with a smile, and said, "Little friend, I want to ask..."

Unexpectedly, the children turned their heads together and said in unison: "I don't know..."

I was stunned. Before I asked, I said I didn’t know? What does this mean?

I didn't care about that much, and I asked if I didn't know.

"Well, my friend, I'm here to find Xiaobai. Mo Xiaobai, do you know him?" I changed my method this time and said to find Xiaobai directly. And I asked if you know him or not. If Xiaobai's home is really this village, with his personality, these children must be familiar with him. If these children say they don't know him, they are probably not here.

If they still say they don't know, there will be a problem...

This time, my method seemed to be used correctly. When a few children heard Xiaobai's name, they immediately turned their heads, looked at me a few times and said, "Who are you?"

"Ah, I am, I am his cousin, I came to find him from another place..." I decided to use this identity. Anyway, Xiaobai's fucking home is not here, so I guess these children don't know who his cousin is.

There were indeed many people standing in this hall, young and old, with more than a hundred people. The furnishings in the hall were also very simple, but there were several long black tables in the center, with dozens of dense tablets enshrined on them, and there were many portraits on both sides of the walls. The hall was filled with fragrance and mist, and everyone was very serious, watching the person in the center talk together.

This man was a middle-aged man about forty years old. He was slightly thin and had a gloomy and cold expression. He was carrying one hand on his back and was scolding two people kneeling on the ground.

These two men turned their backs to me, and from my perspective, they could only see half of the back, but I still recognized them at a glance. The person kneeling on the left was Mo Xiaobai. The older one beside him, I guessed that it should be his second uncle. However, at this time, the two men were tied up and knelt on the ground, with a strong man pressing behind them, and they had no power to resist.

"...Mo Xiaobai, as a descendant of the Zhong clan and the eldest grandson of your father, you have taken the foreign surname and have already lost the qualification to inherit the status of the clan. You actually dare to collude with outsiders and steal the treasures passed down from your family. Now the evidence is conclusive and everyone is there, what else can you make a judgment?"

The middle-aged man should be Xiaobai's third uncle. After saying these few words, without waiting for Xiaobai to defend himself, he pointed to the person next to him and said, "Zhong Lianghan, you are the elder of the clan, I am the second brother. I have always respected you and even handed you the important task of guarding the ancestral hall to you. Unexpectedly, you and Mo Xiaobai gave your treasure to others. If it weren't for this evil man, he would have revealed his true purpose. I don't think you would give it to this evil man."

Hearing this, the man raised his head and kept saying a lot of words, as if he wanted to explain, but he was a mute, unable to speak, and shouted in a hurry, but couldn't say a word.

When I was on the roof, I was even more shocked when I heard what this person said. It turned out that something happened to Mo Xiaobai, and I was wrongly accused of robbing the treasure. I was immediately angry. We had to get the Zhong Kui Gu that day. Xiaobai took Zhong Kui Gu home immediately and asked about the reason. However, he did not expect that his third uncle not only did not commend him for the credit for retrieving the stolen treasure, but was said to be colluding with outsiders to steal the treasure, and even tied up his second uncle. What was this intention?

"Everyone knows that the old patriarch is in poor health and the affairs of the tribe are always under my charge. Just a few days ago, when this little devil came back, I found something wrong. At that time, I wanted to interrogate it, but this Zhong Lianghan was still stopping it. It was not until yesterday that I finally found out that they were accomplices. This time, when the devil came back, he wanted to use this Zhong Kui bone to threaten me to hand over the position of the tribe leader, and he would replace it. Of course, I could not agree. Therefore, under the instruction of the old patriarch, I had no choice but to arrest these two traitors, and today I brought them to the ancestral hall, and in front of the ancestors, the crimes of these two were made public. Everyone said, what should I do today?"

As he said that, Zhong Liangchen took the black bones of Zhong Kui from the altar, held them with both hands and raised them over his head, looking at the crowd proudly, and someone shouted below.

"Kill them, kill these two traitors!"

"Use their souls to pay tribute to the ancestors' spirits in heaven!"

"Let them go to the Netherworld in person to apologize to the ancestor of Heavenly Master!"

"The patriarch should find out the purpose of their treasure robbery and work with other accomplices to eliminate it!"

The people below were silent just now, and in a blink of an eye, they became angry and pointed at the two people tied up, saying everything. Their attitude was so eager to tear the two people into pieces to relieve their hatred.

Zhong Liangchen looked at the two of them, sneered, and slowly said, "Since this is what everyone wants, as the acting patriarch, I cannot violate it, but because of the brotherhood and the friendship between the same clan, I will give you five minutes. If you cannot explain your accomplices, or cannot make a guilty defense, then I can only send you to the ancestors of the Tianshi family."

After saying that, he waved his hand, and the strong men immediately turned the two of them over and stood in front of everyone. Only then did I see that Mo Xiaobai's mouth was blocked by a piece of cloth, whining, but he couldn't say anything at all. His second uncle opened his mouth wide and jumped in a hurry, and he couldn't say a word.

The fire in my heart suddenly jumped up, saying that they were asking them to confess and defend themselves, but they blocked their mouths. How could he still speak? The people below all had numb expressions, as if they were invisible, just shouting around.
Chapter completed!