Zhuang Youjie couldn't remember the last time he had a fight with someone. The only thing he remembered was that he was beaten so hard that he couldn't find his way back.
He quickly told Liang Yuanque, "First of all, I'm not scared, but if I forcefully break into the village, I might really get into an accident."
Maybe what floats up in the Luochuan River next week will be his body.
After all, he couldn't be beaten, and he couldn't run as fast as Liang Yuanque.
The man at the wonton stall set up a kerosene lamp, and Liang Yuanque rolled his eyes at the light.
"If I need someone to help me fight, I won't call you. I'll ask Detective Fu to lend me some help. How about you?"
Zhuang Youjie breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that he was not being aggressive, "So how do you plan to get in?"
Liang Yuanque said, "I asked in Luo Chuanshui Town before. Someone in their town had a sudden illness and passed out at the border. If he took a boat back to find a medical center, it might be too late. His companions tried to get in. Shuizhai asks for help.”
"There are still kind-hearted people in the water village. They were invited into the village and provided with treatment. They became the only outsiders who entered the water village through an accident."
"So I'll pretend to have a sudden illness later, and you can go to the water village to call for help, and we'll try to sneak in."
After hearing this, Zhuang Youjie still had some concerns in his heart, "Is this okay? Will he be beaten worse if he is discovered?"
These Liang Yuanques have obviously thought about it, "If we are discovered, we will immediately withdraw from the water village and return to the wonton stall. The uncle will pick us up."
Hearing this, the uncle smiled at Zhuang Youjie and said, "Don't worry, we are one of our own."
Zhuang Youjie glanced at the skinny old man and said to himself that his physique was not as good as his own. If the people in the water village were to attack, this old man might not be able to withstand two punches.
Liang Yuanque saw his doubts and said, "Just don't worry, Shuizhai and Luo Chuanshui Town have made an agreement not to cause trouble on each other's territory, so they won't chase after them. This point, Our journalist friends have experienced this firsthand.”
The reporter was punched and kicked, and was stunned. Even after Gulu crawled out of the dividing line, no one from the water village really came after him.
Liang Yuanque saw that Zhuang Youjie was still hesitating, so he said, "How about you go back..."
Zhuang Youjie couldn't listen to this and immediately interrupted him, "Okay, okay, let's implement the plan now!"
Liang Yuanque stretched out his fingers and tapped his chest a few times. He had demonstrated this magical skill before in the Shen family, so Zhuang Youjie was not too surprised this time.
He must have forcibly controlled his acupuncture points. His face immediately turned as ugly as a dead man's, and his breathing became heavier.
But Liang Yuanque felt that his appearance was not enough, so he clenched his fist and hit his chest hard. Then, he coughed violently, as if he was really seriously ill.
He stood up unsteadily, beckoned to Zhuang Youjie to support him, and at the same time leaned against him and whispered, "I may vomit blood later and pretend to be comatose. Don't be afraid."
Zhuang Youjie followed his instructions and carefully supported him. He did not go directly to the direction of the water village, but took a few steps east along the dividing line.
They gradually moved away from the wonton stall, and Liang Yuanque whispered, "It's almost done."
Almost at the same time as he spoke, he spit out a mouthful of blood, his body lost strength instantly, and he weakly fell forward.
Zhuang Youjie held him tightly to prevent him from falling to the ground.
Looking again, he had his eyes closed tightly, and the rise and fall of his chest had become very slow.
Even though he had been greeted in advance, Zhuang Youjie couldn't help but tremble in his heart when he saw him like this.
After all, Liang Yuanque's performance was too similar, or it could not be considered a performance at all, because even if he could pretend to faint, the blood he vomited was real.
Liang Yuanque's body was limp and he wouldn't open his eyes no matter what Zhuang Youjie did, so Zhuang Youjie used all his strength to drag him towards the water village.
After crossing the dividing line and looking at the stockade in front of him, Zhuang Youjie suddenly felt a little confused. He just forgot to ask Liang Yuanque where to enter.
He gently shook Liang Yuanque, "Hey, where are we coming in from?"
Liang Yuanque, who was leaning on him, still showed no reaction, and his eyelids didn't even tremble.
Zhuang Youjie couldn't help but open his eyes wide, and couldn't help but uttered a curse word in his heart. He thought, "No, are you really dizzy?"
Damn it, grandpa, you can't just leave me alone to face the Shuizhai people. They are not simple and kind-hearted villagers, but they really know how to beat people up!
Zhuang Youjie thought to himself, if he had known this, it would be better to let Liang Yuanque knock him out just now, but he must have said that he couldn't bear it and would be beaten to death.
Zhuang Youjie felt strange when he thought of this. Liang Yuanque said that he was not good at fighting, so why didn't he use acupuncture to face the enemy? This can defeat the enemy with one move, which is much more convenient than fists and kicks.
In front of us are all intricately arranged wooden buildings. The buildings are very simple. They are all wood that has been whittled into squares. Each piece of wood is very huge, and there is no trace of splicing.
This wood was at least made from an old tree that was more than eighty years old. Zhuang Youjie didn't understand trees, so he couldn't tell what kind of wood it was.
He dragged Liang Yuanque around the water village, but he didn't find the gate he imagined, only a narrow path.
Looking inside from the intersection, the path was very deep and extended into the darkness.
Darkness is a wonderful environment that often brings fear to people. These fears cannot be said to come from the darkness itself, but from speculation about unknown objects in the darkness.
People will become more and more afraid when walking in the dark, because when walking in the dark, they will have more and more serious random thoughts.
It's actually very simple to overcome the fear of the dark, just keep your mind empty and don't think about anything.
But it was obvious that Zhuang Youjie couldn't do this. He couldn't help but tighten his arms around Liang Yuanque, and walked into the dark alley tremblingly.
The entire water village was extremely dark, and there was no light coming from the wooden buildings they passed by. In contrast, the lights in Luo Chuanshui Town on the opposite bank had already been lit.
Zhuang Youjie kept telling himself in his heart that he would not be afraid if he stopped thinking about it, but he still couldn't help but keep thinking of the tragic state of the corpse in the photo.
He felt that he had walked about ten meters and passed many wooden buildings, but he didn't see a single person.
What's going on with the people in this water village? Is it a bluff to build so many buildings that cannot be lived in?
The fear in his heart had been pushed to the extreme by time. He tried very hard to resist the idea of turning around and running away, and mustered up the courage to shout,
"Help, is there anyone? Someone here has fainted, come and help!"
He didn't know how to shout, so he just imitated the plot he had read in the novel.
Shouting is to attract people to come over, and to embolden oneself.
He didn't feel that he was not strong enough to be brave, but he could clearly see that there was still no one around him, not even a dog.
There is a turn in front of the path, and the end of the road is still hidden in the long darkness.
Zhuang Youjie's heart was beating wildly. Is there really anyone in this so-called water village?
