The bitterness on Gou Xuan's face was immediately covered by surprise.
Then, he thought carefully for a moment and said:
"There was indeed a five- or six-year-old kid running that way just now. He was running really fast. Mr. Li, are you looking for him?"
"Well, just wait for me here." After saying that, I stepped towards the southeast.
Gou Xuan hurriedly followed me. He was obviously a little scared and uneasy.
"Mr. Xiao Li, I'd better follow you. I've been unlucky a lot along the way. I'm afraid something will happen later and I won't be able to wait for you." Gou Xuan looked frightened.
Obviously, he encountered many twists and turns along the way.
I didn't say much else, and in a few steps I arrived at a fork in the road pointed by Gou Xuan.
This is a dirt road with villagers' courtyard walls on both sides. There are a series of obvious footprints on the wet ground.
You can tell at a glance that these are the footprints of a child.
"There's something wrong with that kid. He still has corpse poison on his body. Follow me and be careful." I warned Gou Xuan in a deep voice.
As I finished speaking, I entered a fork in the road.
Gou Xuan carefully followed me with his stick.
After walking out of the fork in the road, it was like leaving the town in an instant, and the village wall reached the end.
After walking out for half a cup of tea, I saw a small earth temple with wasteland covered with gravel and rubble on both sides.
In front of the Earth Temple, there are messy incense candles, half-burned paper, and some fruit peels and residues.
The temple is only about half a meter high, and the temple door is only as long as an arm.
I knelt down and looked inside with a frown.
The boy huddled in it, his body pressed against the narrow temple wall, his eyes full of fear.
I found that his eyes had returned to normal at this time, but when I looked at him, his eyes became more and more frightened, and his body was trembling.
This made me even more confused, but I still said: "Mr. Jiang is protecting Honghe Town. You don't have to run, we will help you."
"May I have your name?"
I roughly guessed that maybe the boy had just woken up and his instinctive fear made him run away. Now as long as he explains clearly, there should be no big problem.
But he didn't answer me, instead he looked even more frightened.
I hesitated for a moment, then took out the Gray Fairy Gloves and put them on, then reached out and grabbed his arm, pulling him out.
But I didn't expect that this boy was very energetic, and more importantly, he stared at the two walls inside the temple door with his legs, and I couldn't pull him out.
I exerted too much strength, but it made his eyes show pain.
I didn't dare to use any more force for fear of hurting him.
I patiently explained to him that there would be no trouble as long as Mr. Jiang was here, and asked him if the person in the coffin was his mother.
As a result, the boy burst into tears. While crying, he gritted his teeth and said, "My mother is not dead." After saying this, the boy's eyes were full of hatred!
There is such deep hatred in the eyes of a child. This matter is by no means simple!
I calmed down and persuaded him softly, asking him to come out. If anything happened, I would help him make the decision. I also mentioned Jiang Pan.
It was only then that the boy's eyes wavered a little.
While thinking about it, I took out a few big coins and threw them into the temple.
The boy quickly picked up the few dollars, and he finally looked at me less warily.
It's just that I called him to come out, but he still didn't come out.
I knew there was something fishy about this, so I asked him what happened in as calm a tone as possible and asked him to tell me.
A bit of fear and hatred flashed across the boy's young face.
After he looked at me warily for a moment, he started to talk about something intermittently, which made me change my expression.
The boy's name is Uncle Li Fangshu, and his mother is a widow in the village. She earns a living by mending and washing people's clothes.
A boatman who worked on the dock always asked his mother to do laundry on weekdays. Sometimes he wouldn't leave until midnight, drinking at his house and staying the night.
If his mother doesn't agree, her hair will be pulled and she will be slapped.
When I heard this, my expression darkened.
Although Uncle Li Fang is young, he speaks coherently and already looks like a sensible little adult.
This is indeed the case for children from poor families. When I was five or six years old, I would follow my father into the water and pots to make rice.
As I was thinking, Uncle Li's childish face showed a lot more hatred.
"My mother gave birth to another younger brother, who was taken away by that man. She wanted to get her younger brother back, but was beaten again."
"My mother was so beaten that she couldn't get out of bed. The man told me that my mother was dead and left..."
"But my mother is not dead. She called me to drink milk at night. She asked me to drink enough so that I could get my brother back."
"My mother didn't get up during the day and only woke up at night, but everyone in the town said she was dead. They even put her in a coffin and said they would send us to Mr. Jiang for disposal. We were sneaky and we were going to be burned to death. "Uncle Li Fang was a little vague when he talked about it later, but it is not difficult for me to understand it thoroughly.
That woman was actually killed and gave birth to a child?
