When Boss Su brought Zhou Zhiyuan to Dumuqiao, he clearly realized that something was wrong.
There were obvious traces of trampling on the weeds on this side of the bridge. A piece of weeds slipped towards the bottom of the bridge. Next to it was a patched cloth shoe with a broken big toe. Boss Su recognized it at a glance. Brother Su Laoer’s shoes!
The second child must have fallen, I'm afraid it's a disaster!
Mr. Su grinned and was about to cry. He was about to jump down as soon as he rolled up his trouser legs and took off his shoes.
"Wait!"
Zhou Zhiyuan looked calm. He first stood at a distance and observed carefully to make sure there were no dangerous factors around him. He took out a bundle of climbing ropes from his backpack, tied one end of the rope firmly to a rock on the side, and checked the binding again and again. After it is strong, tie the other end of the rope firmly to Boss Su's body.
"Brother Su, you try to go down. Hold the electric baton in your hand to defend yourself. I'll watch for you from above. If you find someone, just shout out and I'll think of a way to go down."
After all, the terrain here is rugged. If a wild boar or wolf comes out and cuts the rope, it will be trouble.
Boss Su grew up in the mountains. He is tall and strong. There should be no problem sliding down the rope. The rope is two hundred meters long, enough for him to fall down.
Zhou Zhiyuan even prepared for the worst. If Brother Su really encountered something unexpected, Brother Su could tie him to the rope and he could pull him up.
He felt sour in his heart.
Seeing that I was finally living a good life with a wife, why did things suddenly happen again? Is God so disdainful of people's success?
Watching Boss Su slowly sliding down, Zhou Zhiyuan lay on the side of the rock and looked down. However, the light was too dark and the ancient trees and shrubs were tightly covering him, so he couldn't see clearly at all. He only saw Boss Su heading towards him. He waved his hands as if making a victory gesture.
When Zhou Zhiyuan was wondering what Boss Su meant, he suddenly saw a fiery red figure appearing on the opposite side!
The fiery red figure disappeared in an instant, followed by the sound of banging and smashing!
No, there's something going on with Our Lady across the way!
Zhou Zhiyuan didn't have time to think too much. Like an agile and dexterous leopard, he tiptoed and quickly flew across the single-plank bridge, running towards the place where the sound came from.
"Hongxiao, I won't let you go!"
A hoarse voice came from a low wooden house in front. Zhou Zhiyuan rushed to the house without thinking. Just as he was about to rush into the house, he discovered that there were pools of scarlet blood on the ground!
Judging from the color and condition of the blood, it should have just flowed out of the body!
So is the red figure just now the red silk?
She was seriously injured, so naturally she couldn't escape far. He had to seize this opportunity to catch Hongxiao, so as to avenge his mother-in-law, whom he had never met!
Just as he was about to run after him, the hoarse voice came from the house again.
"Stop chasing her. You can't catch her. Come and help me..."
Zhou Zhiyuan frowned, but turned around and strode towards the house.
It is said to be a house, but it is just a small house made of trees. The roof is covered with thick pine and cypress trees. Because it is located in the middle of a mountain, a large number of pine and cypress branches are piled around the wooden house. The wooden house is not ventilated. You can also smell a nice smell of pine and cypress.
The wooden house had no windows, and the only way in and out was a simple entrance that was only one meter high. After bending down to enter the wooden house, Zhou Zhiyuan's eyes quickly adapted to the dim light in the room. In the dark room, which was less than five square meters, he saw A figure sitting on the ground.
Her back was severely stooped, and she was wearing a black robe with a hood. Her body was shaking violently. After Zhou Zhiyuan came in, he stretched out a finger to point in the direction of the other side of the bed.
"Give me the medicine..."
His voice was hoarse and old. He sounded like he was sixty or seventy years old.
Zhou Zhiyuan nodded, picked up a medicine jar next to the bed made of weeds, and put it in her hand.
She grabbed two pills from inside, stuffed them into her mouth in one breath, raised her neck and swallowed them.
She sat cross-legged, still facing Zhou Zhiyuan.
After meditating cross-legged for five minutes, my trembling body slowly stabilized.
"Why did you come to see me?"
"Senior, please forgive me for interrupting this junior. I want to find out the whereabouts of my mother-in-law. Senior, do you know Ning Xuemei, my mother-in-law?"
Zhou Zhiyuan took two steps back and asked respectfully.
Her body suddenly trembled and she turned around with difficulty.
Only then did Zhou Zhiyuan realize that the robe she was wearing was the same from the front to the back, as if she had a condom on her body. The only difference was that the front part of her facial features was pulled out a little.
Those eyes are so terrifying. They are deeply sunken in the eye sockets. A pair of lips are dry and bloodless. The hands exposed are skinny and bony. The backs of the hands have messy and ugly wrinkles like pine tree bark...
"Are you afraid of me?"
she asked suddenly.
Zhou Zhiyuan shook his head and bowed respectfully to the Holy Mother.
"The Holy Mother protects peace and tranquility. She is the patron saint in the hearts of the people of Sanyangba. It is the Holy Mother who has protected the people here from the plague and cholera. The younger generation respects you as much as the people of Sanyangba..."
"Aren't you afraid that I will poison you?"
The hoarse, dark voice sounded again.
Zhou Zhiyuan smiled and shook his head again.
"The Holy Mother loves the people like her own children, so how can she kill innocent people indiscriminately?"
"But a group of rebellious officials and traitors have come here, and they have harmed countless people... Their smoking has hurt their bodies and paralyzed their spirits. As a Holy Mother, I can only watch them fall into the abyss step by step. Even if I have great abilities, , we can’t save so many people…”
The Virgin became obviously agitated, and then she became short of breath, her chest heaved violently, and she coughed violently.
Zhou Zhiyuan shook his head sadly.
What kind of Madonna is this? She is obviously an old man with poor health. She lives alone in the mountains and forests, suffering from loneliness and injuries, but she still thinks about the sufferings of the people here and devotes herself to it. Want to help them!
But after all, she is an ordinary person, not a god. How could she be able to do so many things with her own abilities!
After all, staying here alone is not a long-term solution. She has saved so many people, and it is time for him to save her this time.
"Senior, please come with me. My wife has medical skills and will be able to help you take good care of your health..."
"Your wife, is she Jingjing?"
She suddenly covered her chest and raised her cloudy eyes to ask.
Zhou Zhiyuan was stunned.
Could it be that she is...
