The woman fell into memories, remembering what happened that day, and paused.
"Did you see the murderer?" Pineapple asked quickly.
The unforgettable scene appeared before her eyes again. The woman took a deep breath, blinked, and continued.
"Before I ran into the house, I heard my son cry. My head suddenly exploded. When I ran to the door of the house, I heard my man calling my name from inside the house. I agreed to open the door. , I saw... Sigh... I will never forget that scene in my life..."
"The glass was all broken, and the shards of glass fell all over the bed. Xiaohua and her man looked like a ghost, with blood all over his head and face. She had a knife in her hand, grabbed my man, and was stabbing him with the knife... …My son was kneeling beside the bed and crying. At that time, my husband was not dead yet, and he was still crawling out with his hands. I thought he was begging me to help him. I was so scared that I just wanted to turn around and run away. I was completely confused, but he I crawled next to our son, pushed him out hard, and called me intermittently. I understood, rushed over, picked up my son, turned around and ran away. I didn’t even dare to close the door. I just hid in the ancestral hall for the whole night. As a result, the next day, the bodies of my man and the little flower man were delivered together..."
"Run away?" Maple Sugar narrowed his eyes in disbelief, "You just left your husband at home?"
"What can I do?" The woman patted her thigh a few times, "He looks like he is going to die. I still have to live, my son still has to live, or do I have to die there with him? "
"Then how did Xiaohua's husband die?" The Taoist priest heard that the woman saw the two bodies and asked closely.
"I just took one look at it and ran out to vomit." The woman's eyes were distracted and she shook her head vigorously. "I saw the two of them were covered in blood. It was so miserable. It was so miserable. My son fainted from fright. The villagers People were frightened when they saw us hiding behind the statues, and kicked us out without letting us take a closer look.
"In your village...all the dead people have to be moved to the ancestral hall, right?" Maple Sugar asked.
The woman hesitated for a moment and then said, "The good people in the village who died were buried directly. Those who died miserably like them, as well as outsiders, were burned to ashes by fire lotus and then buried..."
Pineapple asked hurriedly, "Fire Lotus again..."
"It's the stove behind the ancestral hall," the woman said, surprised that none of them knew the obvious answer. "The name given by the village chief said that people who died tragically could rest in peace like others after being comforted by fire lotus... "
"Then...were those two people also burned by the fire lotus?" Xiaolan asked gently.
She suddenly thought of the ring in the stove.
"Yes," the woman looked at the little girl who seemed to be underage carefully, "it was such a tragic death. The villagers didn't want this to spread, so they hurriedly built two coffins and sent them to Huolian within a few days. ”
"Sister..." Xiaolan pondered again and again and finally asked, "Excuse me, does your husband wear a ring?"
"Ring?" The woman repeated doubtfully as if she hadn't heard clearly, "Where do we have that thing here? It's all done by people in the city."
The ring does not belong to the villagers.
Xiaolan looked at the Taoist Priest and met the Taoist Priest's equally determined eyes.
It was the Taoist priest's turn to open his mouth, "Sister, apart from these two people, has the fire lotus burned anyone else recently?"
"Others?..." The woman frowned and thought for a few seconds, then shook her head, "The fire lotus has not been burned for a long time. The fire lotus is a big symbol of the village. When it is lit, the whole village can see it. Smoke, it's been a long time since the two of them saw the smoke of Huolian..."
