dead person

"Don't be ignorant, if Wen Hu dies in your yard today, your father will become a murderer, we have so many eyes watching, then your father will pay for Wen Hu's life. "

"Stop bluffing me. Even if he dies here today, who of you would dare to go out of the village to call the police for him?" Du Changyuan sneered, stood up straight and rubbed his wrists.

He stretched out his fingers and pointed at those who looked at him with a playful face: "It's you, it's you, or you, are you willing to leave the village for that person?"

"Friendship? Don't be ridiculous, as long as you still have a trace of humanity in your heart, what happened in this yard today will never happen."

Seeing Du Changyuan's finger pointing at them, everyone turned their heads away guiltily, for fear that the finger would point to their own heads.

People don't kill heaven and earth for themselves, even if we know each other well, they are definitely not willing to die for each other.

"As for the curse?" Du Changyuan looked at the expressions on everyone's faces, and continued in a low voice, "Now I kind of believe it."

The curse of this village is not the curse itself at all, but the selfish people in this village who are afraid of death.

As long as they can muster up the courage to walk out of the village together, or if one of them goes to the town to call the police at the risk of his own life, I am afraid that everything has already been solved.

There is also Du Guoquan, who is already in his 80s. In such a small village, there are only a dozen old men and women left. Are they still reluctant to bear this insignificant power?

Du Guoquan wandered up to Wen Hu, tore off a strip of cloth from the corner of his clothes, and tightened it tightly around his wrist.

"Wenhu, don't be afraid, everyone. Even if I give my life here today, it won't let their family break the rules."

There were more than a dozen people present, and he couldn't believe that he couldn't win a young man.

Seeing that his tone was not flustered at all, everyone's hearts settled down.Guoquan waved at them: "Don't be dazed, and tie him up quickly. I don't believe that Changhong will ignore his son when the time comes."

Everyone looked at each other, nodded to each other, and rushed towards Du Changyuan like a swarm.

Even if Du Changyuan's skills are good, he can't hold back so many people piled up desperately.Not long after, they pressed Du Changyuan to the ground with a bruised nose and swollen face.

Immediately, someone quickly went to Changhong's house and found a rope to tie his hands and feet, and a group of people were completely relieved.

At this time, Guoquan came out from the innermost place, leisurely walked up to him and kicked him, stretched out his hand to break his clenched fists one by one, and took out the key from his palm.

Just as the key was inserted into the keyhole, there was a sudden burst of wailing outside the door.

"Xiujuan..."

"Xiujuan, wake up..."

Is it?

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, quickly opened the door and chased after the place where the sound came from.

Chang Hongcai came out of the yard less than 100 meters away when Zhao Xiujuan almost slipped to the ground from behind.He tried his best to lift it up several times, but it didn't help at all.

He had no choice but to bend down and sit Zhao Xiujuan on a big rock by the side of the road, preparing to tidy up a bit before going on the road again.

However, as soon as he untied the belt around his waist, Zhao Xiujuan's body fell off the big rock.Most of her body rolled into the ditch on the side of the road, rubbing the mud all over her body.

Chang Hong quickly turned over and went to pull her, only to feel that the coldness of the tentacles was no longer the body temperature of a living person.

He was startled, took a few deep breaths, and then stretched out his trembling fingers towards Zhao Xiujuan's nose.

no... not a breath...

Xiujuan, she... is dead...

Reluctantly, he touched her pulse and breathing again, and patted her face vigorously. His red eyes blinked dryly, and he hugged her already cold body and cried loudly.

He didn't know why the well-behaved Xiujuan suddenly drank the medicine, obviously...

The villagers who rushed over surrounded him, unable to utter a single word of blame.

Although Changhong has a strange temperament, he doesn't take the initiative to walk around with the villagers on weekdays, but he never says no to anyone who needs a helper or something.

Seeing Xiujuan like this now, they inevitably felt a little bit of sadness in their hearts.

While crying, Changhong wiped the mud off Xiujuan's body with his sleeve.Why can't it be wiped clean? Xiujuan is such a clean person on weekdays.

Xiujuan, let's go home.

He pulled Xiujuan's two arms to his shoulders with all his might, picked up the heavy corpse and moved towards the house step by step.Those around who wanted to help him were all pushed away by his shoulders.

Standing at the door, Guoquan quickly turned his body sideways and opened his mouth when he saw him, but he didn't say anything after all.

Chang Hong glanced at Chang Yuan who was tied up and thrown in the yard by them, and after carrying Zhao Xiujuan back to the room, he closed the door with a bang.

"It's impossible for Xiujuan to drink the medicine by herself. When I find the one among you, I will definitely ask you to pay in blood."

The sound of closing the door made the people outside tremble, and Changhong's words made them even more frightened.

At first they thought that Xiujuan committed suicide because her son was leaving, but now it seems that is not the case. Could it be that the murderer is among us?

Everyone unconsciously distanced themselves: "Uncle Guoquan, what do you think we should do next?"

"Leave a few people guarding the door of their house. Changhong and his family are crazy, and now they don't care about our life or death. We have to save ourselves."

Chang Hong numbly listened to the instructions of the foreign authority on the courtyard wall, untied the rope for Chang Yuan, and fell to the ground.

His eyes fell on Chang Chang's face blankly: "You shouldn't have come."

Du Changyuan propped himself up and stood up, kicked the rope at his feet far away, and walked into the room without making a sound.

Yes, maybe I really shouldn't come back.Whether it was a curse or something else, after all, he broke the peace of the village.

"Look at her again, you go, and never come back after that."

After Du Changhong finished speaking, he went back to the room and sat beside Zhao Xiujuan's bed.He didn't know what was waiting for him next, but he just hoped that in the long run he could stay far away.

Whether he is his son or not is not important now.

"It's too late." Du Changyuan poured him a glass of water and handed it to him, "Cry for a while if you want to."

Du Changhong shook his head numbly.cry?What's the use of crying now?Xiujuan...

The word Xiujuan was like the sharpest thorn in the world, making his heart throbbing.

"Long-term, just listen to me, let's go." He held the teacup in both hands, bent down and buried half of his body on his knees and said in a muffled voice.

"If you don't leave, you will really die!"