dead person

Du Changhong's body was twisted in a strange posture, with his upper body facing down, and at a glance, the army green coat stained with mud and the color of the withered grass were integrated into one.

Du Changyuan threw the stick in his hand to the side, and sat next to his corpse, exerting all his strength to turn his already stiff body over.

The final expression on Du Changhong's face surprised him a bit.

The last person he saw was probably the murderer.But why is there such a look of surprise and guilt on his face?

Du Changyuan rubbed his hands, dragged the body with his limp legs and found a leafy pine tree to hide from the rain.

Just now, he only thought about how to get down from the top, but now the end of the rope is more than three meters above the ground, so it is impossible for him to bring a dead person up.

And whether those people above will let him go up is still unknown.

He checked Du Changhong's whole body, and found that there was a bump on his forehead, and both arms and arms were broken from the elbow, leaving only the flesh still attached to it.

Near where he was lying on his stomach, there was a word he had scrawled on the ground with his fingers.It's just that after a night of rain, it's completely invisible now.

Du Changyuan took out his mobile phone, took a picture of that word, and then put the phone back into his pocket.

Since the phone was dropped last time, more than half of the screen was broken, and it took him a lot of effort to turn the phone back on.

It's just that, in this ghostly place with no signal, this thing can almost only be used as a temporary camera.

As the sky gradually darkened, Du Changyuan's heart grew colder as he waited. He tried to call the names of the people above him a few times from below, but the only response to him was the echoes from the cliff, nothing else.

After lunch, Du Guoquan took a good night's sleep before walking out of his yard holding an umbrella.

In the distance, people quarrelling could be heard.He didn't even need to listen, he knew it was Wen Hu who was stopping those people from letting him come up.

After all these years, Wenhu still hasn't made any progress.

Even Changhong's family doesn't need to be so ugly on the surface.As a young man, he just wants to use life to dampen his vigor.

It would be best if he took away even his anger.

"Okay, stop arguing. Since Yuan Changyuan has gone down to find someone, don't be too narrow-minded, Wenhu. Maybe you were blinded and misjudged last night."

"Uncle Guoquan, I swear to God..."

"Okay, okay, since Changhong fell from here, he should have found someone after a long time in the long run. The big guy will go back and see if there are any unused quilts, clothes, etc. at home, cut them, twist them into ropes and tie them up. Put it down again."

"In the long run, it doesn't mean that evidence will be found to prove his innocence. Let's bring Chang Hong back first."

Naturally, no one questioned Du Guoquan's words.The rest of the people in the village were also called over by the people who went back to find the old clothes.

With the concerted efforts of the big guys, Changhong and his son were finally pulled up from the bottom of the cliff.

Du Changyuan limped and fell to the ground, took out the mobile phone in his pocket and said to everyone: "I found his last handwriting next to the body, it must be related to the murderer."

He clicked on the photo on the phone, enlarged the word to the maximum, and passed it on to everyone's hands to read it again.

"Long-term, I know you want to tell everyone that you are innocent, but look at this... Even if this is really left by Changhong, this word can only see the first stroke at most as a horizontal stroke."

"Most of these people in our village are surnamed Du, which is nothing."

"When it's time to die, he must choose the important ones to write, and he definitely won't start writing from the last name. So..."

"Exaggerated words, I saw that you pushed him down, and now you have seen the body, are you still unwilling to admit that you killed Chang Hong?" Du Wenhu jumped out and shouted at him.

"Look at the miserable state of your father's death. Have you ever thought how sad he would be when he fell from here to the ground? Look at him, his fists were clenched tightly when he died, I must wish I could kill you white-eyed wolf."

What Du Wenhu said was righteous, he just glanced at the bloody corpse, and quickly shrank back.

When Du Guoquan heard Du Wenhu's words, he hurried to the corpse, lifted Du Changhong's stiff arm, and tried to break his fingers apart one by one.

After separating his fingers, everyone saw that there was actually a button in Du Changhong's palm.

The buttons were transparent and white, and there was still a piece of white thread ripped from the original clothes wrapped in the buttonhole.

Du Guoquan raised the button and looked at it for a long time, then turned his head to look at Du Changyuan.

It was too urgent to go out today, so Du Changyuan just changed into a coat, and he still wore the white shirt as the inner lining.

When he saw the button, he said it was impossible, and reached out to touch his neckline.

He looked down at his empty neckline and the protruding thread, and took a few steps back.

No, it's not possible.

By the way, the man must have stolen the button from his collar last night.

but……

Seeing his expression, Du Wenhu laughed violently: "See how you are still sophistrying? Let me say that you killed Changhong, maybe you killed Xiujuan Changsheng and the others."

"Big guys come to comment. You said that everyone will be fine when you don't come back in the long run. So many people have died since he came back. Is it him or who?"

He spat on the ground contemptuously: "It's so conscienceless, it's something that even my parents won't let go of."

Everyone in the crowd was moved, and they looked at Du Changhong's body with compassion.

Du Wenhu still did not forget to fan the flames: "Uncle Guoquan, you must make the decision for Changhong and the others."

He wiped a few tears that didn't exist at all, and continued to cry: "According to me, I should throw this dog off this cliff, and let him feel how painful Changhong was at that time."

"Not me...not me..."

At this moment, Du Changyuan knows what it means to be indisputable.First, witnesses like Du Wenhu appeared, and then the button that Du Changhong was holding tightly in his palm when he died proved to be as solid as a mountain.

In such a situation, without the existence of a third party, he would be powerless to break it.

"Yes, it would be better to throw him out of here too."

"And Xiujuan, how kind Xiujuan was to him at the time, why did she take the medicine? He must have been a hindrance..."

"How can there be such heartless things in this world?"

No one listened to what Du Changyuan had to say anymore, only kept suggesting to Du Guoquan how to let him die.

Du Changyuan wanted to run, but he couldn't do it with his broken leg.At this moment, he felt despair in his heart.

Just like... the moment when I wake up from a dream during this period of time.

Du Guoquan raised his hand towards the crowd, and everyone fell silent in an instant.

"Hey... Let's take Changhong back first, and choose a date for a proper burial." His voice paused, and he looked at Du Changyuan, who was full of despair.

"As for him... let's send him back together first, anyway, he won't be able to run if his leg is broken, and we'll talk about it after Changhong is buried."

Du Wenhu still wanted to say a few more words, but when he saw Du Guoquan's eyes, he immediately swallowed the words back.

After Changhong's body was sent back, Du Guoquan ordered someone to change his clothes, stopped in the main room and lit some incense, and everyone left in a hurry.

Du Changyuan sat next to the coffin, listening to the sound of locks being locked outside the yard, and did not move for a long time.

Everything in this village made him feel strange.

In the world outside the village, he can still call the police when encountering these things, and let the police clear him and find out the real culprit behind the scenes.

And in such an isolated place, he suddenly realized at this moment that human life really didn't seem to be that important.

Even if he broke his throat by shouting now, even if they finally decided to throw him off the cliff to pay for their lives in a few days, he would be as silent as a pebble falling into a long river.

As for who is the real culprit who caused all this, in fact, no one seems to care.All they want is to continue living as before.

It doesn't matter whether others are dead or alive, as long as it doesn't affect them.

At that time, after he dies, at most he will become a missing person on the household registration, no one will know where he is, and... no one will find him.

In the middle of the night, the rain in the yard lightened up.The little moon ran back from nowhere, and ran to his feet wetly.

He wiped the water off Little Moon's body with his sleeve, and hugged it tightly in his arms.

"If I'm gone by then, can you still live in this village well?"

The little moon in his arms tilted his head, watching him for a long time without opening his mouth.

"Little Moon, let's go before it's too late." He tossed the little moon to the ground and waved his hand at it.

Little Moon didn't understand, she just tilted her head to look at him, and walked towards him again.

He hugged the little moon, full of reluctance.Blow dry its fur and let it go again.

He dug out the small pet backpack that he had bought for Little Moon from the box, put it on, and put the charged mobile phone into Little Moon's backpack.

"Little Moon, take advantage of the moonlight and hurry up. Everything, please."

Little Moon seemed to understand what he said, shook her body, and jumped out of the yard with the small bag containing the mobile phone on her back.

Du Changyuan took out the stool and sat under the eaves, staring at the full moon that stopped in the sky at some point in a daze.Behind him is the wide open door of the main room, and a room full of cool candlelight.

If Little Moon was lucky enough to bring his mobile phone to the town, the message he sent to Zhou Yun before should be able to be sent.

Can I still wait until Zhou Yun?

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The author has something to say:

Regarding the weak grasp of rhythm, I conducted some self-reflection.

So I decided to read Jinbangwen to learn the skills.

Hey, Jinbang essays are so good, I almost finished reading one...