Feeding the Lilliputian Kingdom, the vicious female supporting role becomes the savior of the world

Chapter 241 Guess What I Saw

"Then what should we do?"

"We must rescue the Wu brothers quickly!"

The young village chief said: "Leave it to me. I won't turn into a tree these two nights. I can use the night time to sneak into Chaomu Village..."

A villager nearby immediately retorted, "No, this is too risky. Our village has never liked to interact with Chaomu Village. We don't know their strength at all. But they have accurately found our village's weakness and plotted against us. This means they must have made sufficient preparations. We can't act rashly and must take a long-term view."

The young village chief said: "But dragging it out like this is not a solution. Someone has to go to Chaomu Village to explore the way. As the village chief, I must lead by example and rush to the front."

A middle-aged man said, "I'll go, village chief. You are our backbone, and nothing can happen to you."

The young village chief laughed and said, "The standard for selecting the village chief is to see who has the strongest bloodline power, not who has the most brains and prestige. I am still young and have little experience, and I don't understand any twists and turns. If I die, I will try to pass on information to everyone before I die, to warn you..."

"What kind of bullshit are you talking about? Why would you want to die when you can live? Even if we have to die, we old guys will do it... Of course, we have to take a few lives with us before we die, otherwise it will be too much of a loss and not worth it."

"Speaking of committing suicide..." A teenager in the crowd hesitated, "I heard some strange noises last night. Did you hear them?"

"What's the noise?"

The boy's name is Wei Xiaopo, he is the cousin of the village chief. He said: "My home is near the entrance of the village. After I turned into a tree last night, I heard many footsteps in the middle of the night. I also heard someone say that they wanted to kill us. Then I heard the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, chaotic footsteps, painful cries, and the sound of digging holes. I suspect that I am hallucinating..."

"That must be an illusion."

"Xiaopo, we are discussing serious matters, please don't make trouble."

Wei Xiaopo was unconvinced and said, "I didn't cause any trouble. I really heard a lot of people talking... One of the voices sounded very familiar. It was a villager from Chaomu Village, but I don't know his name."

"What's the point of just listening to the sound? If it was really people from Chaomu Village who ran outside our village at night and said they wanted to kill us, then why didn't they enter the village?"

Wei Xiaopo said: "Maybe it's an internal conflict?"

"What are they doing here? They came to our village gate to fight in the middle of the night?"

"I..." Wei Xiaopo couldn't give a reasonable explanation. His face turned red and he lowered his head, regretting why he spoke so rashly.

At this moment, a little girl ran into the yard and shouted, "Dad, go back and have a look. Mom found bloodstains on the land at the entrance of the village, and there are traces of soil being renovated. It feels like someone killed someone and buried the body at the entrance of our village..."

The little girl panted and continued, "However, grandpa suspects that there is a voodoo doll buried underground that is specifically cursing our village, so I would like to ask a few uncles to take shovels and dig up the ground..."

When Wei Xiaopo heard this, his eyes lit up, "It seems I didn't hear it wrong last night!"

In the chaos, no one cared about what he was thinking. The villagers hurriedly ran out of the village and found a lot of blood on the ground. Because the group of people fled in all directions last night and were hit to death by stones, blood splattered everywhere. The sky was dark at that time, and the color of the soil in the village was also black. The bloodstains were not obvious after seeping in, but they could still be seen if you looked carefully during the day.

Luo Mingyue was so busy dealing with the corpse last night that she didn't pay enough attention to the details, so the villains saw through the clues.

The burial site was on the roadside outside the village, about a hundred steps away from the village entrance.

Luo Mingyue wanted to bury the body farther away, but any place farther away was covered by the blood-colored mist and she could not see it, so she could only bury it here. At this moment, the villagers gathered nearby and started digging a pit.

Luo Mingyue let out a soft sigh. She had worked so hard to bury the body, and the villains had to go through so much trouble to dig it out. If she had known this would happen, she would rather not have buryed it.

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On the other side, Chaomu Village.

This village was also holding a meeting, but the number of people attending the meeting was relatively small, with only the village chief and a few elders talking.

The village chief said: "I have some bad news for you all. Last night, the young master of the Mo family acted on his own and launched a sneak attack at night, trying to kill all the people in Jinxiu Village, but he failed..."

"what?"

"Has the Mo family gone mad? They actually did something like this. This will disrupt our plans."

"Master Mo must be severely punished, he is too willful!"

Several elders immediately looked at the elder of the Mo family with reproachful eyes.

The Mo clan elder had a gloomy face and said in a cold voice: "Severe punishment? Punish the corpse! My grandson is already dead!"

The others were obviously unconvinced, "How is this possible?"

The elder of the Mo clan suppressed his anger and said, "Would I joke about the life and death of my grandson? He took more than a dozen servants out last night, and only one person escaped back..."

One of the elders asked, "Who killed them?"

The elder of the Mo tribe did not answer, but looked at the village chief.

The village chief reached out his hand and slammed the table twice.

The elders looked at him strangely. One of them asked, "Village Chief, why did you slam the table? And you slammed it so loudly. Does your hand hurt?"

Another person consoled him: "No matter how angry you are, you must take care of your body."

The village chief's face darkened, and he said, "I'm not angry! I slammed the table because yesterday the Prophet told me a story about breaking a cup as a signal, and I wanted to follow suit."

"What does it mean to smash the cup as a signal?"

The village chief explained: "If I smash a cup as a signal, the people lying in ambush outside will rush in, but there are too few cups in the house, so smashing it would be a waste, so I slammed the table instead."

As soon as he finished speaking, the village chief's wife walked in with a fat boy in a turquoise robe.

The village chief said: "This is the only survivor from last night. You just asked me who the murderer was, but it is difficult for me to answer this question. Let this survivor explain it to you personally."

The eyes of several elders immediately focused on the fat boy.

The fat boy had two dark circles under his eyes, and it was obvious that he did not sleep well last night. His upper body was tied up tightly with ropes, and there were a few irregular bloodstains on his emerald green clothes, which should be someone else's blood splashed on his body. His hair was messy, his eyes were bloodshot, and his mouth was blocked by a piece of cloth. His mental state seemed extremely unstable.

After the village chief's wife took out the cloth, the fat boy immediately shouted, "Our village is finished! We will all be killed!" The elders frowned, "Is he... crazy?"

The village chief said: "No, he was just very frightened and spoke loudly."

The elders were skeptical, but they still kept quiet.

After the fat boy shouted a few times, he began to sob with tears and snot. The village chief's wife wiped his face with a cloth that she had prepared in advance, with an expressionless face.

After the fat boy vented his emotions, he stared at the elders present with his two dark eyes. His gaze was like a beast that was ready to devour its prey, full of hostility. He said, "You have no idea how terrible the scene was last night. I don't know where I got the strength to run back..."

The elders of the tribe have begun to get impatient.

The Mo clan elder urged: "Hurry up and get to the point. Our time is precious and we don't have time to listen to your nonsense."

Unexpectedly, this sentence was like stirring up a hornet's nest. The fat boy roared angrily: "If you think I'm troublesome, don't listen to me. Get out if you have the guts!"

The elder of the Mo clan clenched his fists, veins bulging on his forehead.

The fat boy glared unyieldingly.

The old Taoist of the Mo clan said: "Asshole! How dare you disrespect me? I am you..."

The elder of the Mo clan was so angry that his face turned red and his neck became thick, but he didn't say anything else because the following words involved family secrets and he didn't want to tell outsiders.

The village chief stepped out with a smile to smooth things over, saying, "Don't be angry, the kid is frightened. Let him say whatever he wants to say. Let's listen for a while. Maybe some of his nonsense contains key information."

After hearing what the village chief said, the elder of the Mo tribe reluctantly had a way out. He glared at the fat boy fiercely, then closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

The fat boy sniffed and calmed down. He said, "Last night, the young master ordered us to enter Jinxiu Village and set fire to the trees. But just as we were about to enter the village, we were pushed out by an invisible force..."

"Invisible force?"

The fat boy nodded. "Yes, the force was very strong. I tried my best but was still pushed out. Then, a big rock fell from the sky and smashed me to death with a bang!"

"I was the closest to the young master at the time, and I watched helplessly as his body was deformed and died under the pressure of the boulder, and was smashed into a pool of mud!"

As he spoke, the fat boy's eyes widened, his body trembled slightly, and he was filled with fear. He obviously remembered what happened last night. He would always remember how it felt when the warm blood splashed on his face. At that time, he felt that his legs were about to go limp with fear. Fortunately, his reaction was half a beat slower than others. When his companions screamed and ran away, he was still standing there...

At that time, Luo Mingyue gave priority to attacking those little people who were about to run into the blood mist, and inadvertently let the fat man go. Later, the fat man came to his senses, moved flexibly, and with his incredible luck, he managed to escape.

"When I was running away, I saw a dead body, all its bones were smashed..."

The village chief said: "Well, we are old and can't stand being scared. We shouldn't describe the tragic state of the corpse in such detail..."

The fat boy listened and nodded instead of arguing. He didn't want to recall those terrible scenes. He said, "Actually, after I ran a distance, my legs went weak and I fell to the ground. At that moment, I thought I was done for and was filled with despair. So I mustered up the courage to look back. Guess what I saw?"

Without waiting for anyone to answer, the fat boy continued, "I saw the murderous [boulder] fly up into the sky and disappear into the night. I was so shocked that I just stared at the sky. After a while, I saw a sharp, huge blade extending from the sky!"

The blade he saw was actually the dagger that Luo Mingyue used to dig pits and bury corpses, but the length of the dagger was longer than that of the little people, so it was understandable that it was mistaken for a long knife.

The fat boy continued, "The long knife kept moving. I was curious, so I climbed up a tree and looked into the distance. I saw the blade dug a hole in the ground and threw the bodies into the hole..."

An elder sneered, "Ha, your story is too ridiculous. Rocks falling from the sky, and long knives... these are impossible! Your brain must be broken, and we are not clear-headed either, so we waste our time listening to your nonsense."

The fat boy said: "I didn't lie, everything I said is true!"

"We should bring a doctor here to fix his brain."

"Haha, he's just a servant. It's not worth asking a doctor to see him. Just throw him into the woodshed and let him fend for himself..."

The elders looked indifferent.

The village chief knocked on the table and said, "You don't believe this little fat guy, but you also don't believe me? If he was lying, I would have handed him over to the elders of the Mo tribe to deal with him. There is no way I would let my wife bring him in front of you and say such things."

After these words were spoken, the elders belatedly realized that the village chief was a [Fraudster] who could not only lie to people, but also tell whether what others said was true or false.

The village chief said: "I can prove that everything this little fat man said is true."

"But, but this is too unbelievable... Why would stones and long knives fall from the sky? Not only can they kill people, but they can also destroy the bodies and remove all traces?"

"I guess someone is playing tricks."

"Yes, maybe there is an awakened person in Jinxiu Village who used some kind of sleight of hand..."

The elders discussed with each other.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open violently.

The elders were unhappy; they didn't like being disturbed during meetings.

The person who pushed the door was a tall and thin young man with sunken eye sockets, a high nose bridge, thin lips tightly pursed, and a sickly pale complexion.

Seeing him, the elders' expressions softened, "So it's the Prophet..."

[The Prophet] originally had the qualifications to attend the meeting, but he was grumpy when he woke up, so no one dared to wake him up. Anyway, [The Prophet] could know what the village chief and others said through dreams, so every time there was a meeting, the village chief would not deliberately wake up [The Prophet] and let nature take its course.

The tall and thin prophet opened his mouth and was about to say something when he felt the air in his lungs rising up. He began to cough violently, a cough that was heart-wrenching.

The village chief's wife quickly poured him a cup of hot water.

The tall and thin prophet waved his hands. This was an old problem of his and drinking water didn't help at all.

The elders waited quietly for him to finish coughing before saying, "Please sit down. You are here at the right time. With you here, we can find out what is going on in Jinxiu Village."

"Yes, the [Prophet] knows everything and can definitely lead us onto the right path."

The tall and thin young man shook his head and said, "You think too highly of me. I don't know what the right path is. I came here today to tell you that if you want to live, you should send the Wu brothers back quickly and kowtow to Jinxiu Village to admit your mistakes. Otherwise..."