Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 5788 One sad and one happy

Everyone was immersed in this sad atmosphere, and no one noticed that Yang Ruoqing's face had turned extremely pale.

She pushed aside the crowd and walked towards the body of the third girl, her footsteps were weak and her eyes were fixed.

Luo Fengtang turned around, saw her profile, frowned slightly, and then strode over to follow her.

Yang Ruoqing finally saw clearly the bloody face that was hugged by Mrs. Liu...

She couldn't bear it anymore, raised her hand to cover her mouth, blocked the choked throat in her throat, and her body shook violently for a while.

A pair of generous and strong hands supported her shoulders from behind, and Luo Fengtang's anxious voice sounded beside her ears: "Qing'er?"

Yang Ruoqing turned around and threw herself into his arms, holding on to the lapel of his chest with both hands, crying like a child.

Luo Fengtang felt distressed, raised his hand to gently stroke her hair, and said a few words in a deep voice: "Death cannot be brought back to life, so mourn and change!"

The women cried together around the third girl, and the men struggled to prepare for the funeral.

Yang Huazhong came over to persuade Liu Shi to let go of Sanya first, so that they could put her on a stretcher and carry her back to the village.

Mrs. Liu acted like crazy, and refused to let go.

Mrs. Sun and Bao Suyun both came to persuade her, and Yang Ruoqing tried her best to calm herself down, and turned around to help persuade Mrs. Liu to get up.

Her gaze fell on Sanya's bloody right hand hanging on the ground, she seemed to have discovered something.

Grabbing that hand, Yang Ruoqing pinched her fingers one by one and counted them one by one. Suddenly, she cried out: "Wrong, wrong, this is not the third girl, the third sister's fingers are normal, this female corpse His right hand has six fingers!"

The crowd immediately exploded and came to look at it one after another. Yang Huaming even snatched the torch from the person next to him and held it in front of the female corpse, exclaiming: "It really is Liuzhi, not Sanya!"

Yang Huazhong's eyes sparkled with hope again: "I'm sure, it's not the third girl, our third girl might still be alive!"

The tears on the faces of the big guys hadn't dried yet, but they were all excited. Yang Huaming took a few steps back and spit there, because the female corpse was so terrifying and disgusting, his stomach was turning upside down right now. .

As for Liu Shi, because she was too sad, even if she heard everyone saying that she was not the third girl, she still couldn't believe it.

Sitting still on the ground, he raised his head and stared blankly at the crowd under the torch, still holding the nameless female corpse in his arms.

"Fourth brother and sister, hurry up and let go, you hugged the wrong one."

When the one in front of him knew that the female corpse in front of him was not his niece, both Sun and Bao Suyun were frightened, and the two sisters-in-law pulled Liu aside with all their strength, and Liu finally regained his composure.

A glimmer of hope rose again in my heart.

That hope, like a little soybean oil lamp lit in the cold wind, might be blown out with a little breath.

Mrs. Liu didn't dare to be happy, didn't dare to take chances. Looking at the towering Mianniu Mountain in front of her in the night, her heart was once again overwhelmed by the heavy stones.

Yang Huazhong and the others discussed it. Since the female corpse was not Sanya, Sanya had to look for it now.

If you want to see people, if you want to see people, if you want to see dead bodies, it is the best, the best, the blessing of the Bodhisattva is to see people, to see great living people.

As for the unidentified female corpse on the ground, although it is not from Changping Village, it can't just be left here.

"There is a small room in Shanchong, the one where Zhang Xiangzi was imprisoned before. Send people there first, and wait for the news to be released tomorrow. If a family in ten miles or eight villages has lost a daughter, come and claim it."

Yang Huazhong took off the key chain around his waist, and pulled out one from it: "Hey, I'm going to the mountains to find someone, who will help send this female corpse there?"

The people who came with them looked at each other, and they were not very happy to pick up the key.

Luo Fengtang said: "I'll send it off."

Yang Huaming said: "I'll go with you, to tell you the truth, I'm really afraid to send it alone."

It is estimated that other people do not pick up the key, which is also the reason.

Before, it was sadness that made them temporarily forget their fear, but now that the female corpse was determined to be an irrelevant person, the fear of death was like a flood, one wave after another.

Luo Fengtang said to Yang Huaming: "Fourth Uncle, I'm going alone. After I'm done seeing off, I'll go straight up the mountain to find Third Sister."

"I'll look for it with Tang Yazi." Yang Ruoqing also raised her hand.

The third sister went to the mountain, she, as the elder sister, had the responsibility.

Na Risong directly took the key from Yang Huazhong, "Come on, don't fight over it, I accompanied her before, and the clothes on her were also mine, and I sent the Buddha to the West, so let's let her go now." I'll go, I'll go and come back quickly."

Luo Fengtang raised his hand and patted Na Risong's shoulder and said: "You are tired enough, hurry home and accompany the child after delivery!"

Na Risong didn't refuse, bent over to pick up the female corpse and left.

After walking a few steps, Mrs. Sun warned from behind: "When you arrive at the village, don't rush home, go to the pond and wash your hands."

Na Ri Song responded, and quickly left with the female corpse on his shoulders.

"Brother that day was really a warm-hearted and kind person..." Sun sighed.

The others nodded one after another, and they were also very courageous. In this dark and sloppy mountain, they carried a bloody female corpse and left as soon as they said, bully!
"Let's not waste our time, work!" Yang Huazhong turned around and waved his hands.

The women accompanied Mrs. Liu back to the village, and the others followed suit.

……

On the winding and rugged mountain road, the tall and straight man walks vigorously, and his keen senses are infinitely magnified at night, capturing any trace of wind and grass around him.

He was holding a sword in his hand, and the blade and clothes were stained with blood.

He walked through the night with rapid and heavy steps.

His footsteps stopped abruptly, he held his breath, and his senses radiated from a certain direction along the side of his body.

In the next moment, he pushed aside the branches and thorns blocking the way and ran wildly, and finally came to a ravine.

"Who's down here?"

He used the sword to push away the layers of branches and vines, reaching the bottom of the ditch with a penetrating sound.

The weeping of the girl at the bottom of the ditch stopped abruptly.

"Liu... Brother Liu?"

Liu Xueyun's pupils shrank violently, and the hand holding the sword hilt tightened and tightened.

He took a deep breath to calm his voice, and heard rustling sounds coming from the ditch, as if she was struggling to climb up, and the vines and thorns caught her clothes and made a ripping sound. constantly.

"Stay there and don't move around, I'll come down and find you."

……

In the ditch, where the moonlight could not see, there was the sound of the two talking.

"Why did you come here? Do you know that your family is going crazy?"

"It's my fault, I've burdened you guys..." The soft sobbing sound came again.

"Okay, stop crying, let's go up first. You...can you stand up?"

"I, I can... ah... hiss..."

"Your leg is hurt, come on, come on my back, I'll take you up, what's the matter? Why don't you come up?"

(End of this chapter)