coming.
Zhang Jian held the dying Gu Hao in his hand and walked slowly towards Qin Xian.
All the villagers stretched their heads and looked here. In the dark night, if you looked down from the sky, the firelight spread out in a fan shape and slowly surrounded Qin Xian.
Not a single villager didn't have an expectant expression on his face.
"Creak"
"Creak"
"Creak"
Zhang Jian's steps were still as usual, especially lighter than usual, but at this moment, perhaps because he was holding Gu Hao, the sound of each step on the ground was very clear to Qin Xian's ears.
Qin Xian sat on the ground and looked up at Mr.
In the dark night, the villagers could not see his specific expression, only a slight shrug of his shoulders.
Zhang Jian placed the dying Gu Hao next to Qin Xian.
"You do it." Zhang Jian's eyes were deep.
The young man blushed, looked at his husband, opened his mouth, but could not speak.
"There is a knife here!" A voice in the distance joked at the right moment.
It was Cheng Qiu who left and came back again, holding a hatchet between his fingers and holding it in his hand.
Shaking back and forth, he threw it at the young man's feet.
The man brought it back, and he also had the knife.
The young man was shocked and said: "Sir?"
Zhang Jian hesitated for a moment, then said with a serious look: "You have to do it yourself to eliminate harm for the people."
At this moment, Qin Xian was really panicking. This big question was thrown to her, how to choose?
What if a heinous murderer were your benefactor?
Killed with your own hands? To be called an ungrateful villain;
Don't kill, just let it happen? A raccoon dog with no distinction between good and evil.
The only glimmer of hope is that this matter was not his fault.
But now the husband has asked himself to kill him, which will make him unable to deal with himself in the future.
The young man felt a little painful and held his head: "Sir, why is this?"
Zhang Jian thought for a while and said, "Go your own way."
The villagers started pointing.
"Kill him, Qin Xian!"
"Yes, the villain who massacred the village like this, why are you waiting if you don't take action?"
"Kill him, you coward, why are you hesitating? Do you still want to let him live?"
"Why don't you do something like this to punish evil and eradicate traitors as soon as possible?"
"What are you afraid of? It's not your first time to kill someone. Why didn't you kill someone this morning? How can you pretend to be a good boy?"
The first man screamed the most fiercely, and he was only three to five steps away from Qin Xian before he knew it.
Qin Xian picked up the hatchet on the ground, handed it to him and said, "Then I'll give you this good thing. Come on."
The man was so choked that he could not speak. He waved his hands and backed away: "Hey, sir, you asked you to kill him to eliminate harm for the people. How can I rob him? Besides, we are all ordinary people. How can we kill like you?" Come on, come on."
If it were daytime, Qin Xian would definitely see the man's face clearly.
The villain's face.
She took back the hatchet with a wry smile. At this moment, Qin Xian's face was pale, sad, and miserable, but at the same time, she also hid a deep thought after careful consideration.
"Uncle Gu, Uncle Gu?" Qin Xian leaned over Gu Hao and called softly.
Gu Hao's eyelids only trembled, and he was as angry as a thread.
"You can't wake up, the injury is too serious." Cheng Qiu said.
"Then if you don't care about him, then..." Qin Xian whispered with some hope.
"That will take a long time!" Zhang Jian said, unable to hear whether he was happy or sad.
"But I can afford to wait!" Qin Xian seemed to be grasping at straws.
"I can't afford to wait. If I give you a moment to burn the incense, I will return the person." Zhang Jian said.
…
The night after his birthday, Chi Nuan had a dream. She has been feeling very distressed recently. Her father said that he wanted to find a marriage for her, but she was only thinking about Brother Qin. However, her father seemed to be dissatisfied with Brother Qin, which caused him to have random thoughts all day long, so he always had many strange dreams at night. .
That night, she dreamed that at the foot of a high mountain, there was a huge well that led all the way to the ground. There is a small, square, dice-like transparent stone at the mouth of the well. However, its six sides are not dots, but are instead painted with strange symbols, which makes people have a headache.
The dice began to rush in along the well mouth, being washed away by the rain. It seemed that it was about to reach the bottom, but there was a loud rumble in the depths, countless dustpan-sized stones rolled down the wall of the well, and the dice was suddenly smashed into pieces. It actually made a miserable cry, slid down the well wall in the billowing smoke, and was finally pressed against the well wall.
However, Dice didn't seem to give up. He staggered and dragged the broken half, struggled out of the pile of stones, and crawled deeper. Just when he was about to succeed, the stones on the well wall rolled down again. Dice howled as he was restrained and pressed against the wall of the well again. Chinu'an was shocked by the dice in her sleep. She looked at the dice sadly, only to see it stand up again, shaking its remaining "body", trembling, swaying and rushing down to the bottom of the well.
Chi Nuan would wake up with a start every time he came here, and the bedclothes would always be soaked with tears.
My mind is full of confusion, why do I have such a dream? What on earth is that dice? Puzzled.
Now she recalled that the top of the mountain was quite similar to the Dingshan Mountain in front of her now.
Mo Qijia saw An An thoughtfully and said, "What are you thinking about? An An?"
"Oh, it's nothing. Do we want to go in and look for Lao Ge Tou?" Chinuan said as he came back to his senses.
"I think these are enough. Is there anything else missing? It's getting late. It's so weird to find an old man in the deep mountains and forests." Song Qian said while holding a large bag of white funeral paper.
"It's okay to say that the other things are mainly coffins. Only Lao Ge Tou around here can do it, and no one else can do it." Mo Qijia said helplessly.
Song Qian didn't pay attention to his brother's expression, but turned to look at Chi Nu'an and said, "An'an, what do you think?"
"Brother Qi, I also feel a little scared. Dad often says that Dingshan is dangerous and won't let me come here. Now, even though there are you and Brother Song Qian, I'm really a little scared when it's dark at night." Chinu said. An was originally thinking wildly, but when Song Qian told him, she felt a little scared. She was sincerely expressing her own opinion. In her opinion, it was weird and scary to go into the mountains in the middle of the night to find an old man to lay a coffin.
Hearing this, Song Qian hurriedly said: "Don't let that person deceive us, maybe the old man didn't come to this mountain at all!"
Mo Qijia and Chi Nu'an looked at each other and couldn't help but think, yes, they said that Old Man Ge went to Dingshan, right? I didn't even look for it elsewhere, but I just believed it.
Song Qian saw that the two of them were wavering and struck while the iron was hot: "Let's go, let's go. It's getting late today. Your father must be waiting impatiently. We'll send you back first, and we'll look for the old man tomorrow."
Chinu'an thought that he had indeed been out for a long time, so he went back first. His two brothers also ran with him for a day. He thought they were hungry, so he immediately agreed.
The three of them quickly left Dingshan and headed towards Gu's home.
Following the direction where the three of them were standing before, all the way to the depths of Ding Mountain, where the source of the stream stood, there was a smooth stone wall a hundred feet high.
The stream flows out from the gap under the stone wall.
It is usually very quiet here, and all the birds and animals hide far away.
But at this moment, there is actually an old man sitting cross-legged under the stone wall. If Chi Nuan and the other two people see him, they will be surprised. Isn't it Lao Ge Tou?
The old man was hunched over, stroking the stone wall with one hand, and pointing two fingers between his eyebrows with the other hand.
He seemed to be troubled, and his brows were furrowed.
…
From the beginning to the end, the young Taoist watched quietly while using the medicine god's money to heal his wounds. He did not say a word, and would not make any sudden move like a eunuch to kill the killer. At this moment, seeing Qin Xian in a dilemma, he lowered his head and pondered. .
He didn't necessarily want to deal with Gu Hao himself, he just wanted the other party to retaliate and break the relationship between his master and the villagers of Yuanren.
So at this time, he was considering whether he should step out and kill Gu Hao.
"No, no, this is the test given to him by Mr. Fourth. If I interfere for no reason, I won't mess up the situation. That's all, wait and see." The young Taoist finally rejected his idea.
A gust of wind blew in from a distance with waves of fragrance, but the young Taoist suddenly felt a coolness on the back of his neck. He subconsciously stretched out his hand to rub it, and at the same time thought to himself: "This boy is considered a relative today. It's better not to keep a lover. After all, he is a What fate is so strange?"
"Why are there so many people surrounding your door?" Mo Qijia looked in the direction of the Gu family from afar and asked curiously.
"Could it be that they came to question your father again?" Song Qian asked Chi Nuan.
Chi Nuan ran home in a hurry.
As they approached, they heard the villagers say:
"Anna girl is back."
"There's something fun to watch now."
"How to say?"
"Hmph, didn't you see the two boys behind holding mourning papers?"
"I saw it, what happened?"
"This little girl has been fooling around with Qin Xian all day long. She didn't see anyone when such a big incident happened. Now, she just came back with this pile of mourning papers. What do you think happened?"
"Ah! Are you saying that this girl and Qin Xian colluded to kill Gu Hao?"
"How could it be such a coincidence that I would come back with so many mourning papers?"
"But during the day, Qin Xian went too far for Gu Hao and even killed someone!"
"What's the matter? This boy is very good. He was just acting for us. Gu Hao has always looked down on him. Although he is a helper, he is actually dismissed as a beggar. This will not make this boy hold a grudge."
"Then why don't you take action?"
"Perhaps we are waiting for this girl to come back and put on a big show together!"
…
He had no time to pay attention to these gossips, Chi Nuan was worried about his father's safety.
She pushed through the crowd, walked to the front, and followed the villagers' gaze into her yard.
Although it is dilapidated, it is not difficult to tell from the scattered objects that it is indeed my own yard.
She saw three high and low black figures in the dark night.
She knew that among the three shadows, one was a teacher from the school, and the other was the man next to the Prince of Japan.
There is another person sitting on his knees on the ground, brother Qin whom he misses day and night.
Dots of firelight flickered in the dark night.
In Brother Qin's arms, there was a person lying upright, whose face could not be seen clearly.
What Chi Nuan couldn't see clearly was the darkness in Qin Xian's hands.
And that dark place was the hatchet that extinguished the flames of slaughtering the village.
The hatchet pierced his heart, and the blood trickled out uncontrollably.
Qin Xian reached out to cover it.
I don’t know if some villagers leaned forward, but a few balls of light emerged from the dark night, filling the dark corner of the dark place, illuminating the lying man and the knife.
"father!"
Chi Nuan screamed, his voice filled with despair and disbelief.
"Zuzhou is really a good place with amazing people!" Cheng Qiu seemed to use this thought to squeeze away the little pity he felt in his heart.
