Rebirth: He refused to Divorce Again-Chapter 1127: The Sudden Swarm of Gu Butterflies
Without waiting for the crowd to react, Gu Qiaoqiao drew two more strokes with the same movements, perfectly synchronized with Xiao Wen. The three thunderclaps sounded consecutively, accompanied by flashes of lightning unlike the previous days. Gu Qiaoqiao knew it was likely her thoughts influencing the Lightning Talisman, thus creating such powerful effects.
Previously, during the thunderclaps, there was no lightning, which wasn’t entirely inexplicable. Especially in such weather, when it rains, the sky darkens and the wind rises, then lightning comes before thunder is heard.
However, this time, thunder came first, followed by lightning, yet the sky remained clear.
June’s weather is quite hot.
Even though in the mountains and forests, today the wind seemed completely absent, so rain seemed unlikely.
But now there was thunder, and lightning followed.
And the lightning turned out to be an eerie purple.
After these three thunderclaps, the threshing floor fell into complete silence.
Despite their stubbornness, the elderly held deep reverence for the powers of heaven and ghosts in their hearts.
The disturbances from previous days had already left them anxious, and when the Public Security arrived today, they were merely putting on a brave face, emboldened by their numbers. But now the heavens issued thunder again as a warning; what more could they misunderstand?
They no longer dared to push and shove the officers and armed soldiers.
With trembling hands, they hurriedly dropped their hoes and wooden sticks, retreating a few steps backward.
The soldiers and Public Security, though unaware of the cause, quietly felt grateful for the timely thunder, which instilled fear in these villagers.
Moreover, it made them subconsciously step back, thus avoiding potential future conflicts and bloodshed.
This method is the best, allowing the operation to proceed more smoothly.
Gu Qiaoqiao and Xiao Wen quietly sighed in relief, while Ling Nan’s eyes widened, an excited gleam in them. He wished he could join the Public Security and armed soldiers to bring these wrongdoers to justice.
He felt it was truly a passionate endeavor.
Seeing Sister Qiaoqiao beside him, he understood his responsibility was different but equally important.
He tightly closed his fists, ready to join the fight at Gu Qiaoqiao’s command.
He knew Gu Qiaoqiao would never stand by idly.
At this time, Zhang Song also relaxed, quietly instructing his subordinates to carry out the next plan, aiming to solve the issue here as quickly as possible.
Attempting to descend the mountain before nightfall.
Just then, two officers with serious expressions approached Zhang Song briskly.
They handed Zhang Song a package they were carrying.
Taking the package, Zhang Song’s expression suddenly turned serious. He never expected to see such a thing here.
It was a large chunk of something resembling black ointment, odorless and tasteless.
Yet it was the infamous contraband, often feared—a drug.
How could this ordinary mountain village possess such a thing, and not just a small piece?
He knew some elderly villagers in other villages had small amounts of this, thumb-sized, eaten in small pieces during stomach pain, thought to be immediately effective.
This piece weighed over a pound; how many poppy flowers must have been harvested to create it...
At this moment, the village chief’s complexion turned from gloomy to panicked.
He never expected his hidden belongings to be discovered.
Possessing such items was illegal; the villagers didn’t know, but he did.
These things were worth a lot; he had saved a large piece last year, and seeing little use later, planned to sell it.
He was still waiting for those dealers to come for purchase.
But he never anticipated it being found by Public Security officers.
Zhang Song spoke sternly, "Whose home was it found in?"
Before the officer could answer, the village chief suddenly retreated several steps.
He knew being caught today would mean never seeing freedom again.
He might even face a life sentence.
This was intolerable for him.
Being domineering all his life, how could he accept such punishment now? Moreover, he never felt he had done anything wrong.
At this moment, he disregarded everything, knowing survival was more important, his eldest son fortunately contacting the dealers elsewhere.
His younger son inherited much from him, and upon seeing his reaction, would know how to escape.
Everything else ceased to matter.
His mother and father had long passed away, and although his wife wasn’t purchased, with money, beautiful women could be found in the future.
Resolute in his decision, he pulled out a peculiar bone-like object from his pocket and swiftly blew into it.
A long, eerie sound suddenly echoed through the silent threshing floor.
The Fool’s Mother’s expression changed drastically, abruptly looking towards the village chief.
At this moment, the village chief blew the whistle while igniting a strange yellow object, and Xiao Wen’s face changed, urgently saying, "Qiaoqiao, it’s bad. The village chief seems to know witchcraft and Gu techniques."
Gu Qiaoqiao froze, but before she could speak, from the distant forest came a rush of unsettling, hair-raising sounds.
A mountain breeze swept over, and suddenly, a large swarm of butterflies emerged from the surrounding forest.
These butterflies were enormous, wings as large as Gu Qiaoqiao’s hand.
They resembled bats.
They flapped their wings as they swiftly flew over, in the Southwest where such large butterflies are common, but such a massive swarm was chilling.
As these butterflies flew closer, before Zhang Song and the others noticed, Gu Qiaoqiao was first to see the butterflies, whose mouths were elongate like needles.
And their wings were multicolored, dusted with strange powder, looking extremely eerie.
Xiao Wen exclaimed, "Qiaoqiao, these butterflies are poisonous."
As the butterflies flew nearer, Zhang Song and the others finally noticed, and at this moment, the village chief turned, frantically running in one direction.
Soon another figure hurriedly ran in the opposite direction, towards the cliff edge of Cliff Village.
Then, he disappeared under everyone’s watchful eyes.
When an officer approached, the ground was empty, devoid of anything.
Below the cliff, the same emptiness.
And by now, the swarm of butterflies flew even closer.
A massive, dark cloud of tens of thousands...
