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At this time, Zhou Yun didn't even want to turn his head, and ran out of the village desperately, and thanked infinitely in his heart that he didn't miss the training in the gym all these years.

After chasing a few hundred meters, the distance between Wang Changlin and him became farther and farther.Panting heavily, he looked at the disappearing figure who had already run away, and viciously threw the hatchet in his hand to the ground.

The hatchet in his hand fell onto the big rock beside him, making a dull sound.

Ever since Du Wenhu died, Xie Changlan always felt that he couldn't sleep well at night.Every time after waking up, the people in this village gave her the feeling that she didn't know them at all.

In the past, everyone would greet each other anyway, but now, every time she met those people, they turned their faces away as if they had a tacit understanding.

It was as if Changyuan had just returned to the village.

Everyone in the village said that Wenhu died in an accident, but after so many days, she still couldn't accept it.She also tried to ask Du Guoquan, but Du Guoquan also avoided seeing her.

No matter how she rolls around or wants to make it clear to them that Wen Hu will never think about leaving the village, no one cares at all, and no one is willing to listen to any of her words.

So, the only thing she could do was to cry endlessly.

Crying for her son who died young, crying for the husband who abandoned her in such a village, and crying for the indifference of these people in this village...

On this day, she got up early as usual, put on plain clothes, and threw the last paper money at home into the brazier.

While I'm still alive, let's burn it all to Wenhu.In order not to wait until she dies of old age, no one in this village will let her die in peace.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help feeling sad, and raised her hand to wipe the eye sockets that hadn't subsided in the past few days, took a breath and raised her throat, and was about to sob.

Just as the broken sobs came out, she heard hurried footsteps outside the door.She pushed open the door suspiciously, only to see a somewhat familiar figure from a distance.

Who is doing this early in the morning?

After closing the door, she hesitated for a few seconds before chasing after the man.

Not long after this road goes forward, it is the intersection out of the village.If that person sneaked there early in the morning, did he also plan to sneak out of the village?

So, will he die too?

Even if she firmly believed that Wenhu would never leave her behind and sneak out of the village by herself, at this moment, there was only one question in her mind.

This curse of dying in the village has haunted all of them for too long.Wen Hu died suddenly, and he didn't explain a lot of things to her. Even when he mentioned his son's death that time, he only talked about half of it, and then he didn't have anything to say.

This village seems to be different from what she thought at first.

She quickly chased towards the direction outside the village, all her thoughts were on it, and everything was left behind by her.

When she caught up with the figure, the man turned around and came back with a knife in his hand.She paused, then quickly turned around and hid behind a haystack made of corn stalks by the side of the road.

Wang Changlin lifted his eyelids, and he had already guessed who was following him just by seeing the plain white clothes from the corner of his eye.

The praying mantis catches the cicada and the oriole is behind?

Forget it, now that he has decided not to be afraid anymore, he no longer needs to be as cautious as usual.

He lowered his head and smiled, holding the knife and walking around the other side of the corn stack lightly, raised his hand and patted Xie Changlan on the shoulder.

"Chang Lan, what are you doing here?"

Xie Changlan, who lowered her head, was taken aback, and when she turned around, she saw the knife shining in front of her.Her upper and lower lips trembled at me for a long time, but she couldn't utter a single word.

Wang Changlin smiled even wider.When Du Wenhu was still around, these two couples were like rascals, relying on their own shameless skills, they lived happily in the village.Now that Du Wenhu is dead, Xie Changlan has become such a bird.

Xie Changlan stretched out her hand and pinched her thigh fiercely to calm herself down a little.After crying for so many days, her eyes are no longer as easy to use as before.The person in front of her was clearly standing in front of her eyes, but she felt that she couldn't see that person's face clearly, as if his face was always covered with a thick layer of fog.

Her dull eyes swept over Wang Changlin's face, and she forced herself to stand up: "What do you care about me doing here? I want to ask you, what are you running around the village this morning..."

As she spoke, she kept walking forward.She could feel the coldness in the eyes that seemed to stick to her back, but she couldn't figure out the cause and effect in the middle.

The people in this village are terrible.After going back today, she will never go out again.

Unless, unless she died.

Wang Changlin looked at her pretentious posture with a smile, and didn't expose it. He only opened his mouth slowly when she walked far away and her stiff body relaxed a little.

"Do you want to know how Wenhu died?"

Xie Changlan, who was walking faster and faster, stopped on the spot as if cast a holding spell, and struggled in his heart.

The appearance of this person I saw today was really scary. Now that Wenhu is gone, no one can protect her anymore. She really dare not stay alone with such a person.

But...but he said he knew the cause of Wen Hu's death.

This is already the only person in the village who is willing to tell her about Wenhu. If she just misses it like this, maybe she will never know the truth again.

Danger and truth were struggling in her brain.Her brain clearly told her to run as fast as possible.But her body turned around uncontrollably, and walked in front of that person without hesitation.

"Wen Hu's death, what do you know?"

Her eyes could no longer see the man's appearance clearly, and she dared not speak at all.She just followed that man vigilantly, looking at his figure and wondering who he was.

The faces of the villagers slid past her like water, and finally stopped on an unfamiliar face.

Wang Changlin.

However, Wen Hu had never heard of him, so how did he know the cause of Wen Hu's death?

Her footsteps paused, and Wang Changlin, who walked two or three steps forward, also stopped and looked at her: "What's wrong?"

"How did you know the cause of Wenhu's death?"

"I slept late that day, and I happened to meet him."

"Then how can I believe that what you said is true? Wen Hu has been dead for so many days, why did you just remember to tell me today? Or, Wen Hu was killed by you at all?"

The fear and tension in Xie Changlan's heart turned into questions that blurted out incoherently.However, when the last sentence was spoken, her breath was suddenly suffocated.

That's right, if Wen Hu was really killed by someone, then the one who knew the most clearly should be the one who killed him.

Wang Changlin smiled: "Where are you talking, I have no grievances with Wenhu, it's just that Uncle Guoquan confessed, so... If you really have Wenhu in your heart, how can you bear him to be under Jiuquan?" No peace at all?"

"As soon as you get to the place, you will naturally know how Wenhu died. If I deceive you, I will do as you please."

"Then I want you to die with Wen Hu, and you will pay for the life of the person who killed Wen Hu."

"Okay, pay for his life." Wang Changlin responded with a smile, turned around and continued to lead the way, humming a few nursery rhymes that Xie Changlan had never heard before, and sang them over and over again.

"Give me the knife in your hand!"

"Okay, here it is."

The knife in his hand finally gave Xie Changlan some comfort.She followed behind Wang Changlin silently, and walked towards the intersection leaving the village without hesitation.

Although the road in front of me has been repaired, the fallen rocks from previous landslides have been cleaned up.But as soon as she came here, she could always think of Du Wenhu's death that day.

Wang Changlin took her to the place where Du Wenhu lay down when he died: "Wenhu died here, right? When he died, did he lie on his back, with a big hole in his head and everywhere on his body? Blood?"

Xie Changlan bit her lip and responded, don't start looking at the place Wang Changlin pointed at.

Wang Changlin turned his hands behind his back, and walked around from her side: "I saw the man who was carrying Wen Hu's body, he was covered in blood like Wen Hu, as if he came from the underworld. Like a ghost."

Xie Changlan let go, turned around with red eyes and grabbed Wang Changlin and asked, "Then tell me, who is he?"

Wang Changlin reached out to hold her hand, and stared fiercely into her eyes: "You don't even know how much effort I put in to wash those clothes."

"you……"

That sentence turned around in her mind several times before Xie Changlan realized the meaning of the words.She wanted to let go, to pull her hands out of his hands, but the hands holding her wrists were like iron clamps, and she couldn't break free no matter what.

"When Wen Hu died, he was as shocked and frightened as you were, but...what's the use?"

"Damn you all. I just did what I should do, and you don't have to complain. At least, I gave you a chance to get your family back together."

"From now on, your son will never feel lonely or afraid when he is underground."

"You...Wen Hu said before that our son..."

"Yes, it's me..."

Hearing this answer, Xie Changlan only felt that the blood all over his body rushed to the top of his head.She began to howl at the top of her voice, pushing Wang Changlin over.

After Wang Changlin was pushed down, Xie Changlan straddled his legs and straddled him, grabbing him by the neck indiscriminately.

"Why, why... why on earth are you doing this to their father and son? I... I'm fighting with you..."

As Xie Changlan's hands tightened, Wang Changlin touched the knife that Xie Changlan had thrown aside with a smile on his face, and threw it at the back of her head.

This is the right way, and it is right to live in such pain for a long time.

Xie Changlan only felt a sharp pain in the back of her head, and was pushed away by Wang Changlin.Her body fell to the side slumped, and she stretched out her hand weakly, trying to reach out and grab the knife.

That is the murderer who killed my whole family, even if I use up my last drop of blood, I will have him...

Just when her hand was about to touch the handle of the knife, Wang Changlin, who had already taken off her shoes, threw the shoes in his hand carelessly, and pushed her down the cliff.

Xie Changlan, who was falling quickly, was still crying unwillingly. She only saw the murderer holding his neck, standing on the edge of the cliff and bending over laughing.

Not reconciled...

Wang Changlin didn't stand up straight until he heard a heavy muffled sound from under the cliff.He wiped the blood splattered on the back of his hands, took off his blood-stained shoes, and walked back to the village barefoot.

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