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  The next day, we got up early and set off before dawn. We had prepared a lot of things and headed up the mountain. When we arrived at the foot of the mountain, we didn't let the village chief follow us up the mountain. Instead, we asked him to wait for us in his tractor at the foot of the mountain, while my companion and I carried explosives and fuses and rushed towards that place.

  Ye's deft handling of the gunpowder and fuse made me suspect he had done this kind of work before, but I asked him curiously, "Why do you want to blast holes in the rocks and pour explosives into them?" This process I knew a bit about.

  Ye Yiqi explained to me, "If we could just drill into the eye and pour in explosives, it wouldn't be so troublesome." So, he placed a whole box of explosives in a recessed area on the chest and abdomen of the stone statue. The two of us used burlap sacks to fill up two full sacks of soil, burying the explosives in that recessed position.

  The fuse slowly crawled out for a hundred meters. He even had the heart to explain to me that the standard burning speed of the fuse is 14 seconds per meter, and one hundred meters would take 140 seconds. So after igniting the fuse, I could run as far as possible. I saw him speaking seriously, and I also nodded solemnly.

  After lighting the fuse with a lighter, we both started running wildly down the mountain.

  More than two minutes later, a loud explosion came from behind, and the ground beneath shook violently.

  When we went back, Ye Yi and I didn't see the bloody scene. Only the huge skull of the giant tortoise was blown to pieces, and its turtle shell-like body was covered in scars. Ye Yi snapped his fingers and said, "It's done." Then, the two of us began our final preparations, aiming to settle it tonight with one strike.

  The preparatory work is also considerable. The main task is to find the last large rooster, two bags of glutinous rice, and a large pile of small peach wood segments.

  Glutinous rice was evenly sprinkled in every corner within the range of the hemp rope circle, and the peach wood segments were placed on both sides of the road, about 3 meters apart, roughly one pair at a time. The exact distance is unclear, I just followed Ye Yi's instructions to arrange them.

  After all this was done, we patted the dust and gravel off our bodies and followed the village chief's tractor back to the village. This round trip took a whole two days, during which we experienced no small danger on two consecutive nights, giving me great confidence in tonight's final beheading operation, it can be said that everything is ready.

  When I returned to the village chief's home, I was surprised to find that the village chief's wife was standing at the gate, with a look of anxiety on her face. Oh, here's something to mention, the village chief's wife is a born mute, not deaf but can understand speech. She didn't enter her own courtyard, and when the village chief stopped the car, he asked his partner why she wasn't going inside, and the village chief's wife gestured with her hands.

  Yi Ye and I both understood what she meant - that we should drive back, so she wouldn't dare get in.

  I curiously glanced at Ye Yi, and Ye Yi also looked puzzled. Before long, he walked into the big yard, and I followed behind him with the village chief.

  When my eyes fell on Ye Yi's luxury Jeep, I was stunned!

  I swear, this is the most bizarre thing I've ever seen. If I hadn't witnessed it with my own eyes, I would have found it hard to imagine that such a thing could actually exist. If this had happened in a bustling city, I would have dismissed it as a prank and even considered calling the police in anger.

  But here, when I saw this scene, my heart suddenly rose to my throat and blocked my breath.

  On the car body, on the windows, and on the tires, countless blood handprints of varying sizes were scattered all over. Some were large, some small, and there were even trails that looked like they had been dragged by bloody hands. On this clear day, a chill rose up from the ground.

  Gulp... I swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and mechanically turned my head to look at Ye Yi beside me. It was really hard for me to imagine that the two of us were driving this kind of car on the road just yesterday. What exactly did we experience yesterday? I'm just an ordinary person, what I saw might have been just an illusion, but what about Ye Yi? In his eyes, what kind of scene was last night?

  "It's nothing, just let the sun shine on it and it'll be fine."

  "Shouldn't we wipe it away with water?"

  Yeyi smiled at me and said, "Try to wipe it off."

  I shook my head and said, "Forget it, let's just dry them."

  "These handprints are the condensation of resentment, and it's best to expose them to the scorching sun at noon when the yang energy is strongest, so that they can be completely dissipated. Of course, you can also erase them, but if someone tries to wipe them away, they will be injured by the resentment and may fall seriously ill."

  I forced a smile and said, "It's better to get rid of it, getting rid of it is safer."

  After hearing Ye Yi's explanation, the old village chief and his wife were much more receptive than I was, of course, they also had a lot more mental pressure to bear. At noon, both of them were sweating profusely. The old couple supported each other, constantly shivering.

  I couldn't help but smile with Yeyizhong, and I didn't bother comforting the old couple anymore.

  Go inside to wash up, the village head's wife is already preparing lunch in the kitchen. However, that evasive and furtive expression makes one smile wryly. For villagers, this kind of thing sometimes can constrain a person's moral concept more than law. An oath sworn under thunder and lightning is more frightening than being shot a hundred times.

  Afternoon was the only time I and Ye could rest for these two days. In order to prepare for tonight's action, both of us seized every spare moment to rest, although sleeping on a hard kang wasn't very comfortable, it could barely make up for the lack of sleep over the past two days. Around five o'clock in the evening, there was a burst of barking outside, followed by a noisy commotion coming from outside.

  Yi Ye and I climbed up from the kang, and before we knew it, the village chief walked in with a scowl on his face. As soon as he entered the door, he cursed: "Damn dog leftovers, white-eyed wolves raised by eating food from hundreds of families."

  I curiously asked what's going on.

  The village chief panted and said: "Two policemen came from outside, saying that we privately opened the mountain and set off fireworks. Someone in the village reported to the county and the public security of the town came to investigate the reason."

  Yeh smiled and said: "Then just tell them."

  The village chief patted the tobacco pipe and said, "What's wrong with you two? But others have caught us secretly setting off firecrackers. Let you two go out for investigation as well. This damn dog, he's the only one in the whole village who's a good-for-nothing, sooner or later I'll break his three legs."

  Ye nodded slightly, comforted the village chief and went out to explain. I curiously asked the village chief, "What's the relationship between this dog leftover son?" The village chief looked at Ye and two police officers negotiating outside the window, feeling unhappy, and didn't go out again. Following my question, he said: "The dog leftover son's parents died early. Our village was a big collective back then, so everyone raised him together. Later, when the land was distributed, the dog leftover son also got a piece of land. As a result, this kid is lazy and doesn't want to farm, so he secretly sold his land. He wandered outside for two years without any culture and came back to the village again. I saw that he had no income, so I discussed with the villagers to let him help out in each household, at least he wouldn't starve to death."

  "This kid has always had a bit of a thieving habit, but fortunately, it's all within the same village. Everyone turns a blind eye, but didn't we have a big deal with Peach Blossom Town last year? Our village responded to the government's call and opened up the mountains and wasteland to plant peach trees. Originally, he would have had a share of the income too, but who knew that at that time it was discovered that his family's land had been sold off several years ago! The subsidies from the township and county governments, according to regulations, we can't give him any. This kid has been making trouble since last year, and the whole village is being driven crazy."

  "This time the village has had so many things happen, and that kid has been honest for many days. I didn't expect that at this critical juncture, he would bring up something like this again."

  The old village head said with gritted teeth and helplessness.