The Jade of the Republic of China

After eating a beef meal with Xiao Dacheng, the other went to work at the dock, while Meng Liansheng returned to his bed, took off the scarf on his shoulders, folded it carefully and put it under the pillow, then lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

This sleep really was a dark night, and I didn't wake up until the next morning.

Then, as usual, he carried the shoebox and Mazza to the pier to continue working as a shoe shiner.

Xiao Dacheng was a little worried about him at first, but after a few days, he found that he was eating and sleeping well, as if his cousin's death hadn't affected him, so he let go of his heart.

It's just that while letting go of my heart, I also vaguely feel that there is something wrong that I can't explain.

After a few days of peace like this, Meng Liansheng closed the stall as usual, ate a bowl of noodles, and returned to the work shed.

Sitting on the bed, he habitually reached out to touch under the pillow, but just as he put his hand in, he felt a thump in his heart, and quickly lifted the pillow away.

In addition to a few books and newspapers, there is no trace of the scarf.

He felt flustered for a while, and searched the bed again in a hurry, making sure that the scarf Shen Yutong gave him was gone.

He sat on the edge of the bed in a daze, opened his black eyes wide, his mind turned rapidly, trying to find out why, but he didn't have a clue for a while.

"Liansheng..." When Xiao Dacheng came back, he was almost shocked when he saw him standing beside the bed with a bloodless ghost.

Meng Liansheng was brought back to his senses by his call, and he stood up suddenly, grabbing his shoulders with both hands: "Did you see the scarf I put under the pillow?"

Xiao Dacheng was in pain from his grip, he grinned his teeth and gasped, and asked in confusion: "Your scarf is missing?"

Meng Liansheng exerted more force on his hands, and a trace of hostility flashed across his face: "Did you see that?"

"It hurts, it hurts!" Xiao Dacheng finally couldn't take it anymore, he had never seen Meng Liansheng like this before, he just felt terrified, and he couldn't move at all when he wanted to break free.After a while, he suddenly remembered something, his eyes lit up, "By the way, Chen Er! When I just came back, I saw a scarf around his neck, very similar to yours, he couldn't have taken yours Bar?"

Meng Liansheng asked with a cold face, "Where is he?"

Xiao Dacheng shook his head: "When I met him, he was holding a bong, as if he was going to hide somewhere to smoke opium. You also know that his brother doesn't like him smoking opium..."

Before he could finish speaking, Meng Liansheng let go of his hand and walked out quickly.

"Hey... Liansheng..." Xiao Dacheng called out.

Meng Liansheng turned a deaf ear and quickly disappeared into the twilight outside the door.

Chen Er has recently developed a habit of eating opium, but his brother is very disapproving of opium addiction. In order to avoid Chen Da, every time the addiction comes up, he will find a place where no one is around, hide and smoke.

He only discovered this small courtyard in the past few days.The house has collapsed, and the yard is overgrown with weeds. It should have been abandoned for many years, and no one has visited it for a long time.

Under the night, there is a desolate ghost.

Chen Er considered himself masculine, and ghosts would obediently bow down when they saw them, so he was not afraid of staying alone in this secluded courtyard.

The moon was in the middle of the sky, and he sat by the dry well in the courtyard, lit a piece of smoke ointment, swallowed the clouds, and felt that he wanted to go to the sky.

When the general was not up, suddenly a figure walked in.

Chen Er raised his eyelids and looked at the person coming under the shadow of the moon. Seeing that it wasn't his elder brother, he breathed a sigh of relief and waved impatiently: "Let's go, don't disturb my happiness."

Meng Liansheng looked at him expressionlessly, ignoring his dismissal, walked up to him step by step and stood still, pointed at the scarf on his shoulder, and said, "This is my scarf."

When Chen Erzheng was refreshed, he slowly raised his head to look at the person in front of him, but he recognized that it was the little shoe shiner on the pier.

Previously, it was just a thin child, but now I don't know if it is because of the sitting, this guy looks quite tall.

He grinned, showing his rotten yellow teeth, reached out and picked up the scarf, and said, "You said it was your scarf, what evidence do you have?"

Meng Liansheng said word by word, "This is mine."

Chen Er laughed out loud: "This is a good thing, you, a shoe shiner, can afford it? If it's really yours, it's stolen from someone else."

Meng Liansheng looked down at the person in front of him, with a disgusted expression on his expressionless face.

He stopped talking to him, and grabbed the scarf with his hands, ready to grab it.

This annoyed Chen Er who was being cheerful, he spat, raised his leg and kicked Meng Liansheng.Meng Liansheng wanted to grab the scarf back, but he didn't dodge it. He took the kick raw and staggered a step back.

However, just as Chen Er raised his eyebrows and was about to make another kick, Meng Liansheng suddenly rushed forward, grabbed the opponent's collar, and wrapped his scarf tightly around his neck.

The opium smoke refreshed Chen Er's body, and also made him weak. He wanted to break free, but found that his own strength was so insignificant compared with this young man.

He was easily dragged down from the well by Meng Liansheng, leaning his shoulders and head against the mouth of the well, and fell down on the muddy ground.The opponent bullied him again and rode on him.

Then I just felt my scalp tighten.

It was Meng Liansheng who grabbed his hair, and the next moment, his head, which was originally flying like a fairy, slammed against the hard edge of the well behind him.

boom! boom! boom!

One, two, three—

The refreshment brought by opium smoke was completely replaced by pain.

Chen Er finally became frightened. At first he could beg for mercy inarticulately, but soon there was only moaning and moaning left.

After an unknown amount of time, Meng Liansheng finally stopped.

Under the moonlight, dark bloodstains spread from the edge of the well to the nearby weeds.

He picked up the scarf that had been left on the side, and looked down at the people on the ground.

Chen Er fell on the ground like a puddle of mud, with only the breath left but not the breath left, his eyes could barely open a line, which allowed him to see clearly the ghostly cold face under the moonlight.

He thought he was not afraid of ghosts, but now he realized that it was only because he had never encountered any evil spirits before.

He begged in a low voice with what little consciousness he had: "Forgive...forgive me..."

Meng Liansheng looked at him indifferently, as if he was looking at an animal. He didn't beat him again because he knew that this person would not survive.

Seeing that the person on the ground gradually lost his breath, he bent over and picked up the person, like carrying an animal, stuffed it into the mouth of the well behind, and threw it in without hesitation.

After a pop, there was no more sound.

He stood by the dry well, bent down and looked down the well.The well was very deep, and the black hole seemed to be bottomless.

After a while, he turned around, took the scarf in his hand, shook it, put it back on his neck slowly, and carefully tied it like a young man returning from overseas on the pier.

The icy night wind blows low, and because of the scarf, I no longer feel cold.

Meng Liansheng didn't leave right away. He sat on the edge of the well in a place not stained by blood, and looked up at the moon in the sky gradually slipping into the dark clouds.

Presumably, there will be a heavy rain soon, washing away all traces here.

About half an hour later, footsteps sounded outside, and before anyone saw them, they heard the sound: "Second brother, are you hiding here again to eat opium?"

It was Chen Da who walked in.

He walked into this abandoned courtyard, and in the dim moonlight, he saw clearly that the figure inside was not his brother, frowned, and asked coldly, "Did you see the second child?"

Meng Liansheng stood up slowly and nodded.

Chen Dawen, who was about to turn around, saw this, stopped and asked, "Where did he go?"

Meng Liansheng pointed to the dry well behind him: "It's below."

Chen Da took a few steps forward, and now he also recognized the little shoe shiner. At first, he was puzzled, and then he felt that something was wrong, maybe it was the telepathy between the brothers. He suddenly realized something, and walked quickly Come here, lie down on the mouth of the well and look down.

Because I couldn't see anything, I had to shout down: "Second brother! Second child!"

Yet there was no response other than his own echo.

He turned his face to the young man beside him, and was about to ask what happened when suddenly his pupils shrank and his eyes widened in horror.

Because at some point there was an extra brick in the boy's hand.

Although he was aware of the danger, he couldn't react.Meng Liansheng's movements were too fast, before he could stand up, the head turned head-on landed on his forehead.

Chen Da only felt a dull pain, and then his eyes went dark, and he didn't know anything.

At the moment when he lost consciousness, Chen Da knew that he was going to die, but he didn't know why he died at the hands of this shoe shiner.

Maybe this is not a shoe shiner, but a life-threatening impermanence who sends people to Huangquan Road.

Meng Liansheng looked at the man lying on the well with no expression on his face, and hit the man's head twice with the brick in his hand, smashing his round head completely, before withdrawing his hand.

Then he picked up the man and dropped him from the mouth of the well, sending him to reunite with his younger brother down the well.

When he did this, his heart was very calm, and he didn't feel any fear at all, as if killing two people was no different from killing a dog.

No, there is a difference too.

He personally slaughtered the big yellow dog at home, and he was sad all night.

But after killing these two people, he only felt refreshed and happy.

"Uncle, I avenged you." He said silently in his heart.

The moon in the sky was completely covered by dark clouds, one raindrop fell, then two, three...

Meng Liansheng walked slowly out of the yard, stretching out his palms as he walked, feeling the coldness of the winter raindrops with great interest. The rainwater washed away the few drops of blood that had just splashed on his face, and his face returned to its usual cleanliness innocent.

The corners of his mouth curled up a little, and he still looked like a good-natured boy.

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