The peaceful and peaceful days were broken on the 15th day of the second lunar month in 1998.
Just after 10 o'clock, the door of the house was banged. Bai Yuyang, who was ready to go to bed, quickly put on his clothes and went to open the door.
The person outside the door was the village chief, and the dim yellow light of the incandescent lamp reflected his face in a serious and terrifying way.
"Teacher Bai, no, something happened!" The village chief shouted anxiously as soon as he saw him.
Bai Yuyang's heart skipped a beat, but he still tried to stay calm: "What happened? Who happened?"
The village chief looked at him sadly and swallowed hard: "In the Flower Temple...it seems...it seems like someone is dead..."
"What did you say!" After hearing those two words he said, Bai Yuyang could no longer remain calm, his heart was beating wildly, and the sound was as loud as vibrating in his ears.
Bai Yuyang was about to rush out with a single step, but was held back by the village chief: "No...it's not Jasmine..."
"Then what happened, please tell me!" Bai Yuyang wanted to pick him up and pour out all the words in his stomach like a bag.
"The person who died seems to be the youngest son of Village Chief Li in Dongbaozhuang. He appeared in the Flower Temple tonight for some unknown reason and was burned to death... It seems to be your Jasmine..."
"Don't talk nonsense!" Bai Yuyang interrupted him sharply.
"She was the only one in the Flower Temple tonight...I heard that her body was covered in blood. Doesn't Li Ergui live next to the temple? He saw her running out of it with his own eyes!" the village chief finally said. Clear.
"Where is she now?" Bai Yuyang was so anxious that he was about to get angry and clutched the village chief's arm.
"She has been caught and imprisoned in the ancestral hall by the villagers of Dongbaozhuang. They asked me..."
Before the village chief could finish speaking, Bai Yuyang had already rushed out and disappeared into the darkness in the blink of an eye.
But he walked too fast and didn't expect to take a flashlight, so he fell several times on the field ridge. His hands and feet were scratched several layers of skin by the stones on the dirt road. He stumbled and staggered, but he couldn't stop. , we can only move forward gropingly like this.
When he walked into the light again, people saw a man whose face was also covered in blood. On a night when a bad murder had already occurred, Bai Yuyang looked like a crazy evil ghost.
He begged the guards to let him see his daughter, and even knelt down and hugged their legs and begged, which made those who saw it sad and those who heard it shed tears. But the parents of the deceased are also present, and their grief is obviously more powerful. Parents who have lost their children have the right to go crazy, curse, blame, and judge the culprits.
They cut off his last hope and he never saw Jasmine again.
The police arrived quickly. For such a case with complete witnesses and physical evidence, it seemed so easy to conclude the case.
Jasmine was selected as the maid of the Flower God that year and kept vigil at the Flower Temple. But in fact, none of the maids of the Flower Goddess over the years would spend the night in the Flower Temple. Let alone teenage girls, there were not many boys who dared to spend the night alone in a strange place. But Jasmine, a silly child, was surprisingly stubborn on this matter and wouldn't even let anyone stay with her.
When he thought of this, Bai Yuyang regretfully wanted to go back in time and wake himself up at that time.
Li Youlin, a playboy from Dongbaozhuang, did not know whether it was an impromptu move or a premeditated plan. Taking advantage of the carnival during the day and the stimulation of alcohol at night, he brazenly broke the lock on the temple door and broke into the place. Relying on his family background, this man has always been lawless. Not only did he run rampant in his own village, but the young people in several surrounding villages also followed him like stars.
During the dispute, Jasmine hit him with a copper candlestick on the desk and stabbed him with the needle of the candlestick. Finally, she lit his clothes with a candle and tried to burn him to death. If there were villagers living near the Flower Temple, who heard the commotion here, saw the fire, and put out the fire in time, the entire Flower Temple might have been burned to the ground.
"It was just an accident! She didn't mean it! She didn't want it to happen!" Bai Yuyang hated the rapist Li Youlin in her heart, but she had to humbly come to Li's house to apologize.
He knelt on the ground and allowed the unimaginable vicious words, fists and kicks in this world to hit him.
"He deserved to die, my Jasmine was obviously the victim!" He screamed desperately in his heart, but what he said out loud was: "I am willing to compensate, I have money."
"What did you say? Are you rich? Who do you look down on?" When Father Li heard his words, his anger that had subsided was instantly ignited again, and he kicked him out of his house: "Don't you? Do you know who I am? My eldest son-in-law is the county secretary, and my second son-in-law is the director of the supply and marketing cooperative. You say you are rich? How much money do you have, can you buy my son's life back!"
"Repay debts and pay for life, murder is the only right thing to do!"
He couldn't stay in school anymore, and more importantly, he was about to lose his daughter.
When the court announced the verdict, almost the entire village was there. They crowded the small courtroom. They couldn't stand in the courtroom, so they stood outside. Bai Yuyang was so crowded that he could only stand in the outer circle. He I stretched my neck to look around, but I could only see strange black heads. This barrier separated them, even if she was less than ten meters away, even if he called silently from behind.
Bai Yuyang was surrounded by this group of people and could hardly breathe, so he had to retreat from them.
He dragged his tired body and left step by step, like a lonely ghost. He did not dare to continue listening and closed his ears, as if as long as he did not hear the judge's verdict with his own ears, the hammer would never ring, the boots would never hit the ground, time would stand still, and the ending would never be the same. will come.
But later, he still knew the ending of the story.
Two teenage boys held the girl's hands behind her back, making her unable to straighten her back or raise her head, leaving her at their mercy.
This is the posture in which sinners are judged, what they see in the courtroom. Those tall and mighty bailiffs who are loaded with ammunition and wearing uniforms are the dreams of little boys.
"Tell me! Did you seduce Old Man Chen from the west of the village?" The boy on the left deliberately lowered his voice and tried to make an irresistible and majestic voice.
"Did you kill Li Laizi from the next village?" The other one followed suit and spoke righteously. He exerted force on his hand again, and the girl's head lowered three points unconsciously.
"How many times did you sleep with him? Where were they?"
"Why did you stab him to death?"
"Fool!"
"Fool!"
"Idiot! I sentence you to death!"
"Idiot! I sentence you to death! Execute immediately!"
If the blood and energy stuck in his heart could no longer be spit out, he would probably die on the spot in the next second!
He stepped forward in two steps at a time, shot his bow from left to right, and slapped each of the two boys. The force exhausted all his strength, causing him to become paralyzed instantly. The boys fell to the ground and could only look at the usually amiable teacher in horror and confusion. .
The girl beside her had tears and snot all over her face, looking as embarrassed as a kitten that had been wandering for a long time. What he was looking for was a little puppy who only cared about him.
I struggle, I suffer, I hate, I live.
