God’s Gift [Unlimited Streaming]

Realizing Li Zheng's situation, Fangyuan didn't know what to say.

She licked her lips uneasily and stammered:

"Well, Brother Li Zheng, I didn't mean anything else, I just forgot for a moment..."

Li Zheng was not angry, he even smiled and said frankly:

"It doesn't matter, I like this feeling better,"

He paused, looked down at the sack at Yang Jingshu's feet, and said softly:

"It makes me feel like my wife is still alive."

Fangyuan: "..."

Save... She feels even more guilty...

Fang Ran, who was next to her, remained silent. She looked at Li Zheng's expression and movements quietly, her eyes slightly surprised.

Li Zheng seemed to really think so... He didn't seem to care about others mentioning his sadness again and again, but instead gave Fang Ran a very strange feeling.

——Intuition told her that Li Zheng hoped that he would never forget his wife and other family members who died.

This is a kind of punishment similar to "self-abuse".

Yang Jingshu was never very good at handling this situation. She was silent for a few seconds. When Li Zheng reached out for the bag again, she took the bag and stepped back.

"Let me help you, the body is not heavy."

Li Zheng subconsciously wanted to refuse, but Fang Ran beside him spoke.

Fang Ransheng is indifferent and delicate, but his smile is gentle:

"Brother Li Zheng, you don't seem to be in a good state right now. Did you not sleep well last night?"

Li Zheng raised his eyes to look at her and sighed: "Another death happened last night. I couldn't sleep."

Fang Ran's expression did not change. She looked as sad as Li Zheng and sighed:

"It's better to ask my sister to help you get it, as if your wife wants to help you too."

Li Zheng was stunned for a moment, and his bloodshot eyes trembled, as if something was slowly brewing. After a few seconds of silence, he nodded.

"Thank you, thank you."

There was an almost invisible pause in his voice at this moment, and it was not difficult for the three of them to think that Li Zheng might have been thinking about something more.

When Fang Ran saw that Li Zheng agreed, she looked up at Yang Jingshu, blinked, and pointedly said:

"Sister Jing, can you still lift it?"

Yang Jingshu hummed, glanced at Fang Ran and then turned to look at Li Zheng:

"Where should the body be brought up?"

Li Zheng wiped his face quickly and smiled: "Come with me. It's not far, right by the gate. The mayor has sent someone to collect the body..."

Perhaps it was because of the "enthusiasm" of Yang Jingshu and the others that Li Zheng felt moved for a long time. He kept talking along the way, but only a few words came back and forth.

Be careful at night, don't open the door and run around. If you really are going to encounter a butcher, just run up the mountain if you want to live longer.

Yang Jingshu was close and nodded in response from time to time.

Fang Ran and Fangyuan followed them, their eyes slowly falling on the road at Yang Jingshu's feet.

After all, the sack was still too thin, and the corpse inside had been skinned again. Even though the blood content of the corpse was not that high now, the flesh and blood rubbed along the edges of the sack when squeezed and moved, and a lot of blood was drawn out.

The ground blood dripped on the road, which looked a little conspicuous.

Fangyuan punched Xia Ran and said softly:

"Sister, do we have to help drag this blood away later?"

It's late at night, and it looks weird.

Fang Ran: "It depends on the situation."

She didn't know whether they would come back and continue looking for clues at Li Zheng's house when they arrived, or whether they would go to the town to "take a stroll."

Fangyuan snorted. As a young anchor trying to survive, she has a very clear positioning of herself.

——She is just a dispensable brick, just put on top wherever needed.

Thinking of hugging his "thigh", Fang Yuan quietly let go of the stairs and secretly gave himself a thumbs up.

It seems that she deliberately pretended to be irritated, ran out, and then took the opportunity to "hug the thigh" was really smart!

How many people were as wise as me at that time? ! The answer is no!

Xu Fangyuan couldn't control the smile on her face, and the audience in front of the screen vaguely noticed something was wrong.

【...Why does Fangyuan smile so strangely? 】

[I don’t know, why did she smile so happily when looking at the blood on the ground? 】

[Hahaha, that’s all, I’m the only one who understands her expression, right? 】

【ah? What does upstairs mean? 】

[It means that this is the expression I had when I was "a villain", hahahaha]

【...what? Hahaha I seem to understand]

[I understand, so Fangyuan wasn’t actually stimulated by the male anchor’s provocation at all at that time, right? Did she just deliberately find an excuse to follow? 】

[It seems to me that this is the truth...]

【…】

It is undeniable that the audience did realize the truth.

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At the gate, Uncle Wu and others anxiously walked around the door several times. Some of them anxiously wanted to go in and ask Li Zheng why he hadn't finished it yet, but they stopped inexplicably.

"Why is Li Zheng moving so slowly?"

"...Is the body still too heavy?"

"No, it should be quite easy if you delay..."

"Forget it, the mayor gave Li Zheng a sack. If he drags the sack with him, it will definitely break..."

"..."

They chatted to relieve the anxiety in their hearts. Finally, a few minutes after finishing chatting, footsteps could be heard behind the half-closed wooden door not far away.

Uncle Wu's expression instantly relaxed a lot. He looked up at the wooden door and licked his lips.

"Crench."

The wooden door was completely pushed open, revealing Li Zheng's figure.

Uncle Wu subconsciously wanted to take a step forward, his eyes moved down to the other person's hands, "The body has been brought -"

The words stopped abruptly.

Because Li Zheng had nothing in his hands.

Uncle Wu's expression changed. He was just about to ask Li Zheng why he didn't bring the body, when he saw the other party glance at him, then turned around and completely opened the wooden door behind him.

Outside the wooden door, Yang Jingshu, who was holding a sack, looked into the house with plain but sharp eyes.

Yang Jingshu was extremely tall, and because women were taller than men, Uncle Wu thought for a moment that she had to hunch over to enter the room.

Li Zheng held the wooden door open, looked back at Uncle Wu, and explained:

"Uncle Wu, I'm not very well. Well, take it, carry the body. This Miss Traveler is very nice. When she saw it, she offered to help deliver it..."

Uncle Wu's eyes were fixed on the sack hanging by Yang Jingshu's side for a few seconds. After a moment, he raised a smile and nodded to Yang Jingshu.

"That's it. Thank you, Miss Traveler, for your help. "

In response, Yang Jingshu just nodded slightly.

The next second, Yang Jingshu lifted the sack that was still dripping with blood with one hand, stretched the sack forward in the eyes of several people, raised her eyebrows and said:

"You're welcome, so where should I put this body now?"