The Folk Song of the Qingquan Case in the Northern Song Dynasty

The night falls.The mountains are like beasts, lying quietly in the twilight, guarding this lonely village.A day of searching was fruitless, and now everyone gathered in the hall, it was the first meal of the day.

Looking at the dark mountains, the clear heart is also full of haze.He didn't know if he could climb out of the mountain safely, but at this time Qu Ze disappeared, and there was a lot of danger, so he had to send rescuers to search, the sooner the better.

After eating, pack your luggage, and leave tomorrow, all in one go.

Feng Jiuniang was uncharacteristically.Seeing that Qian Qing was about to leave, she tried to persuade him to stay several times, and even proposed to hold a small family banquet with him as a treat.I couldn't shirk it, so the dinner was richer again.

However, before the meal, there are more variables.

Wu Bai brought Mushu to see if it could eat.It was wrapped like a ball, it was wrapped by Qianqing and Wu Bai together.Mushu looked around with his yellow-brown eyes, and then looked at everything.The four eyes of one person and one beast are facing each other, and there are shadows of each other in the four eyes.

Mu Xu blinked his eyes peacefully.

Ganqing smiled slightly and stroked its head.

"Is this beast still alive? After suffering such a serious injury, you still want to continue to harm people here?" Feng Jiuniang's eyes were red, her tone was bad, and she looked like a shrew.

Wu Bai retorted: "Obviously, this matter has nothing to do with Muxu. There are villains lurking in the village, so why do you have to accuse him of unnecessary crimes?"

Feng Jiuniang laughed viciously and said, "You still speak for the animals? You can ask them—ask Hei Hei! The villagers have been injured from hunting all year round, and bites from ferocious animals are very common. She has bandaged them. You all saw the wounds on Mute—"

Ganqing raised his eyes and asked Heihei: "The wound you saw was really a beast bite?"

Heihei said hesitantly: "I said, it looks a little bit like it and a little bit different. I'm not a doctor, so I can't judge easily. Even a girl from Quze can't see the clue. If the beast bites like that, why, why don't you just eat it?" ..." Hei Hei's voice became smaller and smaller.

Shuiyun couldn't bear this kind of talk.She is lively by nature, and has become very reticent since the death of the mute, how can she tolerate others talking about her sister's death now?

But Feng Jiuniang said sharply: "The wound is different? Do you know why it is different? Because Mushu is a cub, it bites Mute but can't eat it! You see the scars on Mushu's body, and you also see The blood in its mouth. Huh, are you still deceiving yourself? Mute took the beast to the kitchen to make soup, and the beast smelled the meat, and it was wild, hurting Mute. Mute resisted, and the beast was dying. And her neck was bitten Wounded, bleeding profusely, but too deaf to call for help, so—”

Shuiyun couldn't stand listening, and ran away without saying a word.

Hei Hei hurriedly followed.Seeing that everyone was silent, Feng Jiuniang stretched out her hand and smiled grimly.

"Just throw this bastard out!"

Wu Bai only felt that his hands were empty, Mu Xu had already been picked up by Feng Jiuniang, and then he heard a "bang", Mu Xu was slammed onto the hard stone outside the door!

Mu Xu was thrown on the stone slab like a lump of meat, puffing out a circular bloodstain, it twitched and slid from the sharp stone to the ground, dragging out a long bloodstain.It was still wrapped in a white cloth, and it was instantly red with blood.

Wu Bai was so frightened, he immediately rushed over!

Mushu was still twitching, and his little paws were still moving.It was round and round because of the injury and was bandaged, but now it is out of shape.The gray fur was spread on the ground together with the white cloth like mud, the bones were all broken, mixed with blood and flesh, rolling into a trembling ball.

If you don't look carefully, you can't tell that it is a living thing at all.

Yet it was still trembling, still breathing.Gan Qing could see its slightly closed but still bright yellow-brown eyes.

One person, one beast, and their eyes are facing each other.

Qianqing has seen corpses, happy people, crazy people, and evil people—but he doesn't know why a dying wolf cub touches his heart so much at this moment.

Mu Xu was still moving, like an ant whose limbs had been cut off, struggling to squirm on the ground.It kept twitching, caused by great pain.

Wu Bai cried.Qianqing didn't see his face, but felt that he was crying.Mushu's eyes stared straight at Qianqing.It was nothing more than a twitching mass of dead flesh, shapeless.

Seeing this, Qianqing's heart seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't speak a word.

Mushu's trembling was slow and continuous.Gan Qing had an idea that if Feng Jiuniang was thrown a little harder, Mu Xu would die directly, which would be many times stronger than this.

Slowly, it stopped twitching, and the whole process was as slow as the setting sun, and when night fell, the fire of life was also extinguished.

Finally, Mushu stopped moving.

Wu Bai was still looking at Mu Xu, but Qian Qing couldn't stand it anymore, he seemed to hold his breath, and suddenly turned around and shouted: "Feng Jiuniang!"

Feng Jiuniang disappeared.Ganqing rushed to the room and slammed on the door, but Heihei stopped him from the door: "Feng Jiuniang...she didn't mean it, and she didn't want to—"

"You call that woman out!"

"Master Xia, Feng Jiuniang really didn't do it on purpose! She cried and told me just now that she was bored today, seeing Wu Bai hugging Mu Xu, and Mu Xu might kill Mute, she had nowhere to vent her anger at the moment— —”

"Nowhere to vent your anger?" Qian Qing seemed to have heard the most ridiculous words, "Nowhere to vent your anger can you throw Mushu on a stone and kill her? It's not that she was thrown on a stone, it's not that she doesn't have a good piece of meat on her body, it's not She has to go through so much pain before she dies! The heart of the most poisonous woman is the eternal truth, no wonder her husband was also killed—”

Gan Qing does not utter dirty words when swearing, but the more he swears, the more ugly he sounds.Hei Hei tried to persuade him, but Qian Qing refused to listen.His nagging kung fu is unrivaled in the world, he endured Feng Jiuniang for a long time, and today he scolded Feng Jiuniang to his heart's content.

After scolding for a while, I finally got tired.Wu Bai was still kneeling there motionless, Gan Qing just said coldly: "I'll leave in a while."

Hei Hei was surprised: "How did you go? How is it possible? It's getting dark, the clouds are thick, and it's going to snow again!"

Qianqing was irritable: "I stayed here to argue and quarrel? Don't worry, I will call my weird friend over when I return to the capital, and everything will be resolved."

He sighed.Quze will definitely find it.If Yi Xiangquan came here, everything must be clear.

Ganqing was doing her own daydream, but was interrupted by a sharp but small voice.

"It's getting dark, Mr. Xia should stay and leave tomorrow. I'll open a jar of good wine today, so please accompany Mr. Xia."

Only then did Qianqing see Feng Jiuniang poking her head out from behind the door.

Feng Jiuniang continued timidly: "This wine is only available during the Chinese New Year. Mr. Xia is leaving. It's because I didn't entertain you well. I can't help it... I can only make amends like this. I hope Mr. Xia—"

"Needless to say, there is no need to make amends, you can make amends for it." Qian Qing waved his hand in disgust, pointing to Mu Xu.He has always been soft and not hard, Feng Jiuniang is so polite, he really can't help it.

But he felt strange.Feng Jiuniang has such a good temper, no matter how much she scolds her, she never speaks back.

Gan Qing stared at Feng Jiuniang suspiciously, but saw a cold light in her eyes, and a smile on her pale face.This is a forced and treacherous smile, just like the smile on the face of a dead man.

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