"呲"
The sword pierced the black bear's eyeball, and black blood exploded and splashed out.
Platinum level, lightning strike mahogany sword, the blade is sharper than a steel knife, has strong toughness, and can penetrate the evil spirit that surrounds strange things.
But facing the catastrophically powerful black bear in front of her, the tip of the sword could barely pierce her eyeballs. No matter how hard she tried, it was useless. The black bear's head was like steel and concrete.
This sword angered the huge black bear, which was more than two meters tall and completely black, and it let out an ear-splitting howl.
Jiang Yao dodged as fast as possible, but was still attacked by the sound waves. His whole head roared and his ears were bloodshot.
The two black bears are disaster-level, and the vicious dogs are both horror-level.
And that destructive level monster was hidden in the carriage.
She rolled over the layers of gray tiles, jumped off the eaves, and immediately ran in the direction of the carriage.
Vicious dogs blocked her path one after another. Jiang Yao took out the fire charm given to him by Bai Mao from his backpack and threw it into the group of vicious dogs. While they were stunned, he took long strides and walked quickly through the densely connected houses.
Only half a step away from the carriage, her steps suddenly stopped.
Separated by the gray curtain, candlelight was swaying in the carriage, reflecting a looming figure.
Jiang Yao laughed briefly.
All questions were finally solved at this moment.
Jiang Yao turned around and ran up the mountain.
The destruction-level monster in the carriage did not come out to kill her.
During this period, she also killed a vicious dog and dragged the dog's body with her. As soon as she arrived at the cemetery, she fell asleep.
Escaping from two disaster-level black bears had exhausted all her energy.
A Dong, who was waiting for her in fear, saw this and quickly ran over to help her body up.
Cui Guoguo looked at the dead dog on the ground, took out a dagger from his backpack and began to skin and dissect it.
Jiang Yao also took this dog corpse with him on his way to escape. There must be secrets in the dog corpse.
The dog's skin was halfway peeled off, but Cui Guoguo still showed a look of shock, even though she was used to strong winds and heavy rains.
A fire was lit on the other side and A Dong, who helped Jiang Yao onto the blanket, saw Cui Guoguo sitting there blankly and couldn't help walking over.
Before she came, Cui Guoguo immediately took out a piece of white cloth to cover the dog corpse and asked, "How is she?"
A Dong was in a state of lingering fear all night. He took a deep breath, pulled off a layer of the mask, and tried to speak.
"She's fine."
Her voice is that of a soft girl, soft and soft, with a bit of a stutter.
Cui Guoguo's hand holding the dagger trembled a little, and she hid it behind her back almost imperceptibly. She said nonchalantly, "The dungeon will end tomorrow. Go to sleep. I'll keep watch."
A Dong asked her if she was hungry.
Cui Guoguo shook his head.
A Dong sat next to Jiang Yao and ate something.
He didn't close his eyes all day and night. After staying by the fire for a while, he fell asleep.
Jiang Yao woke up with half an hour left before dawn.
She drank a bottle of mineral water, sat up and faced Cui Guoguo's hesitant expression.
Jiang Yao could tell at a glance that she had touched the dog corpse. He glanced at A Dong who was sleeping soundly on the blanket, got up and left the fire, and walked with Cui Guoguo to a tree not far away.
Cui Guoguo didn't mention the dog corpse, but talked about what she asked her sister Cui Xixi to find out.
"Wu Qiao has no sister at all. The villagers who bought him have never had children. And Wu Qiao's biological parents only gave birth to him, and there were no more children."
Speaking of this, she glanced at Jiang Yao from time to time. Unfortunately, Jiang Yao had no expression on his face and listened quietly.
Cui Guoguo paused for a while and then continued.
"And what you asked me to check, Wu Qiao is in good health and has never been sick. But..."
Jiang Yao raised his eyes.
Cui Guoguo said: "I found out something weird."
Back then, the Wuqiao Acrobatic Troupe was popular all over the country and made a lot of money. Just like celebrities in the real world, they were sought after by countless people. Wu Qiao was less than thirty years old at the time and was in his prime.
"Remember the marshal who invited him to perform at the birthday banquet? He intended to betroth his daughter to Wu Qiao. Guess what? He refused and said he had a wife."
"My sister has been searching for a long time, but she still can't find out who Wu Qiao's wife is."
The strange thing is that Wu Qiao is a selfish and accommodating person, with only money in his eyes. If he agrees to marry the marshal's daughter, with his methods, he may reach a higher level.
Jiang Yao replied: "It's Xiaohong."
Cui Guoguo was stunned.
She thought Xiaohong was a fictitious person because after searching Wu Qiao's life, there was no such person as Xiaohong.
After all, Xiaohong's name sounds very casual when you hear it, and it doesn't sound like a person's name.
"Isn't Xiaohong his sister?"
Jiang Yao did not deny it.
"Xiao Hong regards Wu Qiao as her elder brother, but Wu Qiao does not."
From beginning to end, they missed one important thing.
Xiaohong's memory is true, and Wu Qiao's experience that Cui Guoguo found out is also true, but there is a disease called dual personality.
Dual personality specifically refers to a person having two relatively unique and mutually separate personalities.
This kind of mental illness has many causes, including traumatic life events, gradually accumulated adverse environments, dissociative qualities, etc.
When she first guessed this possibility, she thought it was too outrageous.
But based on Wu Qiao's experience, this person has been very smart and different since he was a child. When kidnapped and trafficked to a strange place, normal children would usually go home crying and fussing, but he accepted it calmly, showing weak emotions and anti-social personality...
Of course this is a verified conjecture.
This was the reason why Jiang Yao stayed at that time.
Cui Guoguo: "Huh?"
It's not that she doesn't believe it, she just thinks this possibility is too far-fetched and outrageous.
But Jiang Yao must have been sure before he was so sure.
If so.
That Wu Qiao is really sad.
He has done many evil things in his life, but a kind personality has developed in his heart. What is even more twisted is that he even fell in love with this personality.
The cold morning mist shrouded the mountains, and a few rays of sunlight fell through the mist into the forest.
The fire went out.
A Dong, who had regained consciousness, saw them talking not far away, stood up and stretched, then folded the blanket and put it in his backpack, washed briefly, and when he was about to go find them, his toes accidentally mentioned something.
A Dong lowered his head and saw that it was a dog corpse covered by a white cloth. The thin cloth was soaked in dark red blood. After a long time, the blood dried up. When the wind blows, it brings with it a strong fishy smell.
She pursed her lips, bent down and picked up the dog corpse, walked towards the pile of corpses, came to the rows of skeletons, and put the dog corpse aside.
The dog corpse rolled to one side, and the white cloth was slightly lifted, revealing a small piece of skinless scarlet hand.
A-Dong saw the small half of the candy colored clothes in that hand, frowned slightly, stretched out his hand and slowly opened the white cloth.
A familiar silhouette came into view.
The face with the dog's skin peeled off is not a dog's face, but a human face.
A Dong recognized who it was at a glance.
It's Xiaowang.
That Xiaowang was stuttering, timid and shy, and could never recite poems well.
