The two of them held the torch and looked around carefully, but they didn't find anything else. In the end, the constable pointed at the bronze cauldron and said to my great-great-grandfather,""This is the pill furnace used by the priests of the Clear Water Sect.”
Actually, even without the constable's reminder, my great-great-father had already figured out what the cauldron was for. Moreover, he had smelled a faint fragrance the moment he entered the cave. It was coming from the cauldron. This fragrance was very strange. If one smelled it too much, they would feel a fishy smell on their nose and mouth, and they would feel nauseous. It was exactly the same smell as the old Red Ghost's body.
My great-great-grandfather couldn't help but walk over and lift the lid of the pill furnace. He placed the torch at the mouth of the cauldron and looked into the cauldron with the help of the flame. There was less than half a jar of sticky light green soup. Other than a few herb-like roots and leaves floating on the soup, there were also two fleshy dark red items. These two fleshy items were particularly eye-catching in the green soup. They weren't big, only the size of a five or six-year-old child's fist.
At this moment, the constable also looked into the cauldron. His expression changed immediately. He quickly snatched the lid from my great-great-grandfather's hand and pressed it back onto the cauldron. At the same time, he cursed," F * ck you!"”
After the constable finished scolding, he cupped his fists apologetically at my great-great-grandfather and said,"I was rude. Mr. Liu, please don't blame me. Do you know what the two red dots in the soup are?”
My great-great-grandfather looked at the agitated constable and shook his head.
The constable sighed and revealed a pained expression. He explained in a deep voice," That's the heart of a child and the Yin of a girl. I've been a constable for so many years and I've seen them before. These evil cult members are not human, they're animals…"
The two of them looked around the cave again, but they didn't find anything else. At this time, they mainly wanted to look for the bodies of the children who were killed. Unfortunately, they couldn't find them. The space in the cave was too small. The bodies of the children must have been buried somewhere else by these evil priests.
Before leaving the cave, my great-great-grandfather solemnly warned the constable not to touch those jars, let alone open them. If possible, he had to quickly fill this place up and erect a stone tablet or something so that no one could dig it up. The constable readily agreed.
After leaving the cave, the constable ordered the constables and villagers to search the nearby area to see if they could find the place where the child was buried. Everyone split up to look for it.
As for my great-great-grandfather, he followed the constable back to the county office. Because my great-great-grandfather had seen one of the evil Taoist priests, the constable wanted to invite my great-great-grandfather to the county office to describe the old man's appearance and let the advisor draw a picture. On the way back to the county office, they encountered a large group of people. There were government runners and soldiers, and there were more than a hundred people. This was the reinforcement sent by the county magistrate. It seemed that the county magistrate had also put in a lot of effort to send the soldiers to protect the county.
This matter seemed to have come to an end. After the government took over, it had almost nothing to do with my great-great-grandfather. From that day on, he, like the other villagers, could only wait for the government to solve the case as soon as possible.
The days passed like this again. Other than going to the night watch every day, my great-great-grandfather would occasionally go to the barren slope with the villagers who had lost their children during the day to take a look. However, the barren slope had been sealed off by the soldiers, and no one was allowed to get close. Every time, they would only take a glance or two from afar, but they could not see anything. They did not know how the case had progressed.
The villagers who lost their children would always come in high spirits and return in disappointment. Everyone sighed. Their feelings were understandable. My great-great-grandfather would comfort them at this time," Go home and wait for news. Don't worry, the case is about to be solved."”
Actually, my great-great-grandfather knew very well that even if the case was solved, their child would not be found again. However, he could not bear to say these words out loud. At the same time, he was worried that the soldiers would open the jar.
One month later, my great-great-grandfather finished the fifth watch and had just eaten something before he lay down to sleep. A commotion came from the street and woke him up again. My great-great-grandfather lay in bed and raised his head to listen carefully. Outside, the voices were boiling and the gongs and drums were loud. It was as if something big had happened in the village. He hurriedly put on his clothes and walked out of the house in three steps.
At this moment, the sky was just beginning to brighten. When he came to the street, he saw that the main road in the village was packed with people. On both sides of the road were the villagers, and in the middle of the road was a group of government troops. The group of government troops seemed to be passing through the village along the main road.
My great-great-grandfather felt that it was quite strange. When he walked up to take a look and asked the villagers by the roadside, he found out that the few evil Taoist priests who had stolen the children had been caught by the government and were being paraded through the streets. They said that they wanted to tour all the nearby villages where the children had been lost.
When my great-great-grandfather heard this, he hurriedly stood by the side of the road and looked up at the parade. At the front of the group, two people dressed in short shirts stood on the left and right, holding two copper gongs to clear the way. As they walked, they knocked and shouted.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
"Parade! Come and see, the bad guys are snatching children…"
Bang! Bang! Bang!
"Parade! Come and see, the bad guys are snatching children…"
Behind the gong, the constable and a few bailiffs stood with their chests puffed out and heads held high. Behind the constables was a group of soldiers with swords and spears in their hands. Behind the soldiers, three yellow cows were pulling three wooden prison carriages. A few soldiers with long spears were patrolling on both sides of the carriage.
Behind the gong, the constable and a few bailiffs stood with their chests puffed out and heads held high. Behind the constables was a group of soldiers with swords and spears in their hands. Behind the soldiers, three yellow cows were pulling three wooden prison carriages. A few soldiers with long spears were patrolling on both sides of the carriage.
My great-great-grandfather looked at the prison carriage again and saw that the three people locked in the prison carriage were all dressed like Taoist priests. They had their hair combed into a bun and had hairpins inserted into their hair. They were wearing light green Taoist robes. Two of them were old and one was young. My great-great-grandfather looked familiar with one of them. It was the old man who pretended to be Red Ghost. My great-great-grandfather didn't know the other old man and had never seen him before. The remaining young man was about 15 or 16 years old. According to my great-great-grandfather's speculation, it should be the young man who pretended to be Qing Gui. At this moment, the three of them looked terrified. Now that he knew fear, what had he been doing earlier?
At this moment, the eyes of the families who lost their children widened when they saw these three guys. Not only them, but all the villagers in the Three Kings Village gritted their teeth, including my great-great-grandfather.
The women were cursing and crying behind the prison carriages. The children were looking for stones on the streets and throwing them at the prison carriages. The men in the village…
We should have seen the scene of the ancient parade on television. Those commoners would throw rotten eggs and rotten vegetables at the prisoners. In fact, this was not the case. How could they be so gentle when throwing rotten eggs and rotten vegetables?
In reality, the lightest punishment would be smashed with rocks. It was even more severe in Sanwang Village. The commoners would use sharpened wooden sticks to poke the cages. When the sticks poked the cages, there would be a scream and a sea of blood.
Before the parade left the village, the three villains had already been stabbed until they were covered in blood. Their bloodstained Taoist robes were riddled with holes. It looked very appeasing. This was the retribution they deserved!
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