Good luck and fortune come to the end of the world, the boss brings prosperity to the whole village

Song Youcai was indeed crazy. His eyes were red and bloodshot, looking very scary.

Despite being pulled by the Song family, he still rushed forward with all his might, waving his hands towards Song Yanran and cursing, "You shameless little bitch, it was you who instigated me to steal Chen Ergou's clothes, it was you who pushed Song Xiaoqi into the river wearing that clothes and covering your face, and it was you who asked me to return the clothes tonight. You were the one who ordered everything, and now you want to put the blame on me, no way..."

When everyone heard this, their jaws dropped. They widened their eyes and looked at Song Youcai, then at Song Yanran, their eyes filled with shock and uncertainty.

Some people began to whisper, some thought that Song Youcai was talking nonsense, and some directly pointed at Song Yanran.

Song Yanran stood aside, unable to maintain her composure any longer, her face turned pale, her lips trembling slightly, her face full of panic and anxiety. She looked at Song Youcai with disbelief and confusion. Tears instantly burst out of her eyes, slid down her cheeks, and stuck to the wound, making her grimace in pain.

She opened her big eyes and looked at everyone helplessly, hoping someone would say something fair for her.

But there was no one.

If it were in the past, her pretty face would still be very deceptive, but unfortunately now...

His face was covered with broken stones and dirt, and blood was oozing out. It was really hard to arouse people's sympathy.

She shook her head helplessly, her voice trembling, full of grievance and anger: "Nonsense, all nonsense! Don't listen to his nonsense, he is crazy, Song Youcai is crazy..."

How could he not tell the whole truth if he wasn't crazy?

Her behavior did not dispel the suspicion in the crowd; their eyes were filled with distrust and disgust.

Seeing all this, Song Yanran turned and ran away. She knew she couldn't stay here any longer, she had to run far away, otherwise her fate might be worse than Song Youcai's.

The moment she turned around, she saw Song Xiaoqi giving her a strange smile and saying silently: Your good days are over!

She stumbled and fell into the mud again.

Song Yanran didn't even have time to scream before she got up and continued running away.

Everyone was dumbfounded, not knowing whether they should give chase.

After Song Youcai finished yelling at the call, his eyes rolled back and he fell to the ground. Even after being pricked by silver needles, he did not wake up.

Although his words planted a seed of doubt in everyone's hearts, Song Yanran could not be convicted based on just his few words, and the matter could only be left unresolved.

The unconscious Song Youcai was eventually escorted back to the county by several constables.

I think his crime is not light as he has murdered his relatives.

After the excitement, the crowd quickly dispersed.

The old house family stared at Song Jixiang and his sister with hatred, as if they wanted to stare a hole in them. Old Mrs. Song waved her fists and wanted to rush over, but was held tightly by Song Jiawen and Song Jiawu, who whispered something in her ear. She gave up and spat a mouthful of thick phlegm in the direction of the two siblings, still cursing.

Song Jixiang just thought it was a dog barking.

The more you pay attention to this kind of person, the more excited she becomes.

On the way back, Song Jixiang discovered that something was wrong with his brother.

His originally rosy face was now as pale as a piece of white paper, completely bloodless. The cold sweat on his forehead flowed down his cheeks, as if his body was in great pain.

Song Jixiang was filled with deep worry. She held Song Xiaoqi's hand tightly and asked with concern, "Xiaoqi, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Song Xiaoqi forced a smile, shook her head, and said softly: "Sister, I'm fine, just a little tired."

Song Jixiang felt even more uneasy when he saw his brother's forced smile.

She knew that her brother would never lie, so he must be hiding something.

She carried Xiao Qi on her back and comforted her, "If you are tired, just lie on your back and take a nap. We will go home."

After a whole night's rest, Song Xiaoqi was still listless, as if his body was completely hollowed out. He felt listless and couldn't muster any energy. He curled up in his little bed and didn't want to get up.

Jiang saw it and was worried, thinking that the food at home was not nutritious, so she tried to make delicious food for the children. But Song Jixiang knew that things were not that simple.

While Jiang was busy in the kitchen, she went to check Song Xiaoqi's pulse and found that his pulse was floating and weak, which was clearly a sign of severe overdraft of qi and blood.

Why does this happen?

Looking at his younger brother's pale face, Song Jixiang's heart ached as if it was cut by a knife.

"Xiao Qi, do you have anything to say to your sister?"

Song Xiaoqi said nothing, turned his head to the side, and pulled up the quilt to cover his head and face.

Seeing this, Song Jixiang could only sigh and quietly left the room. Her mind was full of thoughts, as if there was a faint light guiding her, but every time she was about to see the exit, the light would suddenly stop, causing her to fall into deeper confusion. Recalling every bit of her time with Xiaoqi, she seemed to have missed something important!

bang——

Song Jixiang was caught off guard and bumped into something soft. She looked carefully and found Xiao Ruyi standing in front of her.

Although Xiao Ruyi was only a few years older than her, her height and body shape were already like an adult woman. At this moment, their posture was a little weird, with her head resting on Xiao Ruyi's chest, which looked a little ambiguous.

cough cough-

"Sorry, sorry!" That place was a little fragile, especially for a girl of her age. She had hit it with a lot of force just now, would it be...

Song Jixiang was at a loss as to what to do. She couldn't just go and comfort him, so she could only apologize repeatedly.

Xiao Ruyi noticed that her gaze was different, and then she belatedly covered her chest, snorted, and said angrily, "Don't you have eyes when you walk?"

After saying that, without waiting for her response, he looked up and left with Wei Yang.

Only after she had walked a long way and could no longer feel the scorching gaze did Xiao Ruyi stop, straighten her clothes, and after making sure that there was nothing unusual, she breathed a sigh of relief.

When he reached the door, Wei Yang, with his head full of white hair, looked up and exclaimed: "Hey, when did so many vines appear here?"

As he said this, he reached out to pick it.

These vines seemed to have life, shaking their heads and swaying left and right, just to prevent him from touching them.

Wei Yang became a little angry, took out the dagger from his waist and chopped at the vines.

Xiao Ruyi was shocked and shouted: "No!!!"

But it was too late.

The vines lashed Wei Yang's back of his hand like sharp arrows. The fine teeth around the leaves easily cut Wei Yang's skin. Blood gushed out and then turned black.

Wei Yang couldn't help but cry out in pain, "Have these vines become spirits?"

After saying this, he fainted on the ground.

Xiao Ruyi rolled his eyes, looked around, and after confirming that there was no one around, he quickly scooped a handful of clear water from the space spiritual spring and fed it into Wei Yang's mouth. He didn't breathe a sigh of relief until the black blood turned red.

Wei Yang is a big man with an extremely simple mind. He is curious about everything and wants to touch everything. He suffered a lot this time and I wonder if he can remember it.

Seeing that there was no danger after the attack, the vines returned to their original state, clinging obediently to the walls on both sides of the gate, stretching their branches wantonly, no different from ordinary vines.

Xiao Ruyi stared at these vines and fell into deep thought. If he was not mistaken, these vines were a mutated plant in the end times, the Golden vine.

This plant was harmless originally, but after the apocalypse, it mutated and became extremely dangerous and poisonous. Any creature that came close to it would be drawn into its vines and digested into nutrients.

From Wei Yang’s injury, it can be seen that the golden peony in front of him seems to be a little different, as if it has developed intelligence and will not attack indiscriminately.

Is it true, as Wei Yang said, that these vines have become spirits?

When he entered the house that day, he completely ignored the turtle-like "big rock" and thought it was just an ordinary plant. Unexpectedly...