Miao Ciyu held the red ribbon in his hand, and the force was so strong that he almost crushed the red ribbon, and the anger and gloom in his eyes almost overflowed.

But there was nothing he could do.

Before meeting the man, most people in Miaojia Village didn't know what the man was capable of, nor did they know why the north was a restricted area.

But he knew it the first time he saw the man.

That man can control poison.

Even if it is the natal Gu in their bodies, he can directly control it with a glance.

He didn't let the man take Miao Qing away, but the man controlled him and Miao Linyuan, and they could only watch as he took Miao Qing away.

It seems that as long as they are within a man's sight, whether they are alive or dead depends only on the man's thoughts.

They are not even qualified to compete with men.

Miao Ciyu couldn't accept this result. After finally meeting the person he loved, he could only watch him marry someone else.

He was unwilling to do so.

Miao Ciyu looked at the man held by the young man, his eyes darkened to the extreme, and he couldn't help but feel murderous intent in his heart. Even the temperature around him dropped several degrees.

"Isn't he an eyesore?" Miao Linyuan, who was also holding a red ribbon next to him, looked at the two people in the yard. Although his tone was very calm, his eyes were surprisingly cold.

Miao Linyuan withdrew his gaze, tilted his head and looked at Miao Ciyu, "Will you cooperate?"

"How about we kill him together?"

When Miao Linyuan saw Miao Ciyu looking over coldly, he showed a bright smile, "Don't worry, I have no idea about the village chief's son, but I don't like to be inferior to others."

He shrugged as he said, "You've noticed it, too. It would be easy for him to kill us. I don't want to die out of nowhere one day."

No one can bear to have a sword hanging over their head at any time, and it may fall down at any time.

The cooperation between the two was easily achieved.

...

Because the wedding day is tomorrow and we are very pressed for time, there is almost no time to prepare.

But Ruan Qing doesn't want to change the time, he desperately wants to marry his sweetheart.

Seeing that his home was almost decorated, Ruan Qing looked at the person he was holding and said, "Your home hasn't been decorated yet. I'll ask someone to come over and decorate it together."

After Ruan Qing finished speaking, he let go of his hand and wanted to invite the villagers to come with him. At this moment, he completely ignored the fact that he actually hated the villagers of Miaojia Village.

On the big day, all the disgust can be suppressed a little bit, after all, he really can't arrange it by himself.

Although time was short, he still wanted to give his sweetheart the best wedding.

A glimmer of gloom flashed in the man's eyes when he saw this, but he returned to his gentle appearance in the next second. He took Ruan Qing's arm and stopped him in his tracks.

Ruan Qing turned around in confusion, "What's wrong?"

"I'll go back and arrange it myself." The man smiled, with a very gentle smile, "I'm getting married tomorrow, so it's not suitable for you to go to my house for the time being."

In fact, in the days before the wedding, newlyweds are not allowed to meet each other, but Ruan Qing wanted to see the man, so he never mentioned it.

Now that the man brought it up, he couldn't say anything else.

Ruan Qing didn't notice the man's strange behavior just now. He was a little unhappy, "Then you can come back soon after setting up. I'll wait for you to have dinner together."

The man nodded gently, "Okay."

Ruan Qing had no time to rest. Together with the villagers, he carefully decorated his home, even his mother's coffin.

The audience in the live broadcast room fell into silence as they watched Ruan Qing tie big red flowers on the dark coffin.

The audience's eyes moved up a bit and landed on the top of Ruan Qinghou, where there were more and more red colors.

Most of the legs are clearly visible.

A pair of big red legs were floating in the air like that, with the toes of the red shoes pointing downwards. It looked scary and terrifying. If anyone could see it, they might faint from fear the moment they raised their heads.

If we were still unsure who the red person was at the beginning, we can now directly confirm that it is the village chief lying in the coffin.

This red shadow is not always there. Once a man or Miao Ci meets Miao Linyuan, it will disappear without a trace.

And once the three of them were no longer present, it kept following Ruan Qing, which was creepy.

[What on earth does she want to do? Does she want to kill my wife? I’m almost going to have a heart attack from her fright.]

[Not necessarily, maybe she wants to protect her wife. It seems to me that she has no ill intentions and has never hurt her. After all, she is her only son.]

[I don’t know if she has any malicious intentions, but I think she is going to be angry to death. She has just died two days ago, and her eldest son is about to marry someone from Miao Village, and even tied a big red flower on her coffin.

.]

[Hahaha, my wife is still a bit obsessed with love. Only he can tie big red flowers on his mother's coffin. 】

The big red flowers on the coffin made the terrible feeling a little lighter.

Ruan Qing looked at the big red flower tied on one side and still felt a little dissatisfied, so he simply tied big red flowers on both ends.

For a moment, the dark and gloomy coffin became like a betrothal gift carried for a marriage proposal.

Ruan Qing didn't seem to think there was anything wrong with what he did. He carefully decorated the mourning hall to make it more beautiful.

Beautiful, yet extremely weird.

The bright red collides with the dark color of the coffin, coupled with the black and white photo of the deceased in the center of the mourning hall, it looks very heart-wrenching.

These three colors are not suitable colors to be put together.

However, Ruan Qing was immersed in the excitement of marrying his sweetheart and did not notice this at all.

The villagers did not remind Ruan Qing, and just watched with expressionless faces as Ruan Qing arranged the mourning hall more and more weirdly, so weird that just looking at it made people uncomfortable.

By the time Ruan Qing had finished all the arrangements, it was almost getting dark, but the man hadn't come back yet.

Ruan Qing waited patiently for a few minutes, and finally couldn't help but walk in the direction of the man's house.

The man's name is Miao Li, and his family lives in the north of Miaojia Village.

Except for Miao Li, there are basically no villagers living in the north of the village, so Miao Li's family can be seen at a glance.

Ruan Qing stepped forward and knocked on the door, but no one responded. However, the door was not locked. With his slap, it slid open a crack.

Ruan Qing's delicate face showed hesitation when he saw this, but in the end he couldn't resist the idea of ​​seeing Miao Li as soon as possible and opened the door directly.

Miao Li's house is very big, at least four or five times bigger than the village chief's house. It's more like a retro mansion with more than one entrance and exit.

At least Ruan Qing didn't notice that the door he entered was not the main entrance of the house.

No one noticed that Ruan Qing was not the only one in the huge house at this time.

In the corner of the house, Miao Ciyu and Miao Linyuan poured the liquid in the barrel directly into the corner. The liquid exuded a pungent smell.

That's alcohol and diesel.

Old houses are inherently flammable, and with the addition of accelerants, the flames can engulf the entire house in an instant. As long as the outside of the house is doused with alcohol and diesel, the people inside will never have time to escape.

If you can't compete with a man head-on, you can only use some means.

Miao Linyuan never cared about insidious means, he only cared about the final result.

After Miao Linyuan poured the liquid, he casually lit a match and threw it towards the corner with a bright smile.

When the sparks on the match met the diesel, the flames instantly shot up, following the direction of the diesel and alcohol, igniting the entire outside of the house, completely blocking the way to escape.

The firelight illuminated Miao Linyuan's face, illuminating the malice and pleasure in his eyes, like a demon crawling out of hell.

Miao Ciyu just looked at it coldly, without any sense of guilt for killing people. Human life has always been worthless in Miaojia Village, but the way of death is different.

However, the two of them did not notice that before they set the house on fire, the target they wanted to burn to death had already dealt with what they wanted to deal with and left directly from the side of the house.

Instead, Ruan Qing walked in through the door.

Because the house was so big and the flames started from the outside first, Ruan Qing, who had already entered, did not notice any danger.

However, Ruan Qing smelled a pungent smell as he walked. He frowned slightly and walked hesitantly in the direction of the smell.

The goal is the burning flame.

The fire was so big that it was uncontrollable and set all the nearby wooden boards on fire. Ruan Qing's heart skipped a beat, his eyes widened, and he ran in the opposite direction without thinking.

But he paused halfway through, because he suddenly remembered that Miao Li came home just to decorate his home.

In other words, Miao Li is most likely still somewhere in the house.

Ruan Qing has always been selfish, and he didn't feel much sadness even when his mother died, but at this moment he couldn't ignore Miao Li.

That was his sweetheart, the one he wanted to marry despite his mother's last wishes.

Ruan Qing gritted his teeth, gave up the idea of ​​running out, and quickly shuttled through the room, trying to find the person. He shouted anxiously while searching.

"Miao Li! It's on fire!"

"Miao Li, where are you!?"

"Miao Li!!!"

The fire spread so fast, fueled by diesel and alcohol, that it had almost ignited the entire outside of the house, and even the beams were burned to the point of collapse.
To be continued...