The modern me and the Republic of China her

Chapter 409

He saw a deep hole by the side of the road.A fat crow flew around the top of the deep pit and happily fell in.Out of curiosity, he also went to join in the fun.

Lanzhu and Feng'er lay side by side in the pit.Thinking of the past affection, Xiao Jin piled a lot of white snow in the pit to keep their faces as decent as possible.From a distance, the two young women seemed to be asleep.A closer look revealed that they were two stiff corpses.

"Murderer! Help!" The coachman was so frightened that he almost peed his pants and rolled on the ground with his head in his arms.He guessed that there must be robbers nearby.Robbers not only rob money and sex, but also take people's lives. They are really vicious.

He is like a hedgehog, huddled into a ball, not daring to move on the snow.He lay on the ground trembling for a while, but did not hear any suspicious movements.Instead, bursts of dazzling light came out of the pit, reflecting the surrounding white snow very brightly.

Curiosity made him forget his fear, and he crawled back to the edge of the pit by accident.There is a pair of beautiful gold bracelets on Lanzhu's wrist, which are very eye-catching.

After pondering for a while, he found a rope from the wrecked carriage, put one end on a tree by the pit, the other tied around his waist, and slowly descended into the pit.

"Oh, what a pity, it's so beautiful." The coachman sighed, and touched Lanzhu's gold bracelet, which was indeed very heavy.He grabbed the bracelet excitedly and took it off her cold wrist.

The sun made all the treasures glitter golden, and even the rings on her fingers shone seductively one by one.He was greedily busy, unwilling to miss any valuable jewels, picking them without stopping, which naturally took a lot of time.

Both of them were robbed of all their jewelry, even their fingers were broken several times.The coachman tore off Lan Zhu's cloak and rolled up the ill-gotten gains into a big bag.

The coachman made some calculations.A ring alone can sell a lot of money, not to mention gold bracelets and beads that can't fit in your pocket.If those rich people in ancient times didn't use loess when they died, and just put it in the pit, wouldn't it save the trouble of tomb robbery?

He looked proudly at the heavy jewelry, and his mind was full of dreams of changing carriages, building a new house, and taking concubines.As everyone knows, a black shadow behind him is moving quickly in the snowy forest.

Qi Ming kept thinking of his mother and second brother along the way.The servants at home quietly told him the general story at the risk of being punished by the third wife.The eldest wife was taken to the hospital because of her illness, and the second young master took her there in a carriage, but she never came back for some reason.

His anxiety was like snow on a tree branch, piling up until he couldn't breathe.If you meet a robber at night, kidnap someone and plan to extort money, that's fine.If no one is left alive, there is no chance of recovery at all.

On the snow, rows of frozen footprints caught his attention.These footprints are large and small, interlaced with deep ruts.Qi Ming carefully gestured the footprints of different shapes, and judged that there were at least four people connected with the carriage.

Following footprints and ruts, he gave chase.Beside a sharp boulder lay an overturned carriage.On the front of the car, a white and light thing hung there, shaking in the wind like a tethered white butterfly.

Qi Ming jumped off the bicycle and grabbed it in his hand.The familiar peony embroidery was in sight, and he recognized it as his mother's sweat scarf at a glance.This sweat towel has the unique sandalwood fragrance in the eldest wife's room.He sniffed it close to his nose, and tears fell down his cheeks.

Along with the scent of sandalwood, there was also an unexpected smell of blood.He checked the carriage nervously, and found that the blood on the curtain was almost dried by the wind.I stretched out my fingers and wiped it, but it was still sticky.

"Mom, second brother! Where are you—" He was answered by echoes on the snow.Qi Ming cried a lot, knelt down towards the empty carriage, and kowtowed three times.

Just as he was dying of grief, there was a faint rustling of feet on the white snow nearby.A man shouted angrily at him, "Who are you, trying to steal my carriage without taking a piss and taking a picture of yourself?"

Wealth is the guts of a person.The coachman carried so many valuable things on his back, and the tone of his speech was full of a sense of superiority and wealth.Seeing Qi Ming kneeling on the ground, he didn't pay much attention to him, thinking it was a cheap idea to hire a carriage.

He threw a large bag of jewels to his feet, rolled up his sleeves and stepped forward to teach the people beside the wheel.Qi Ming stood up from the ground with red eyes, and punched the coachman in the face.

"Since you admit that the carriage is yours, then answer me well, what happened to my mother and brother?!"

Enemy Road is narrow.The coachman stole Qijiang's wallet and broke his promise not to send him to the hospital, so he couldn't help but get scared. "I sent my wife to the hospital. As for the young master, he was slightly injured, and he probably left by himself."

"I ask you, why did the carriage overturn, but you are fine!"

He bit the bullet and quibbled: "My horse heard someone playing a weird flute tune on the way, and I couldn't control it at all. The carriage overturned is not my business, it was the robbers who did it."

Qi Ming has had a lot of strength since he was a child. When he was angry, he became more and more addicted to punching. He raised his fist and beat him to death.The coachman was older than him, and he wasted a lot of energy stealing things in the pit, so he was no match for him.After a few rounds, he was knocked down and his front teeth fell out.

Seeing that the coachman had no strength to fight back, he grabbed the rope around his waist and tied his hands and feet tightly. "If you don't tell the truth, I'll take you to see the officials! You can go to prison or hang yourself, choose one."

The coachman was so scared that he peed his pants: "Master, don't hit me. I'll give you all the treasures I found!"

Qi Ming curiously tore open the package on the ground.The jewelry inside looked very familiar.He was surprised to recognize a string of colorful gemstone rings and gold bracelets that the third wife had bestowed on Lan Zhu, a personal servant girl.

"These things belong to my family. By the way, where is Lan Zhu? Did you kill her?"

The coachman collapsed to the ground, unable to get up like a pile of mud.Where does he have the ability and courage to kill?Who knew that picking up treasure along the way would also lead to death?He admits it.

Qi Min relentlessly grabbed the coachman and came back, and got the strong servants to beat him unconscious.Seeing the dying coachman on the ground, the third wife had complex expressions in her eyes, but she kept praising him for a good job.

"It's great that the boss has come back. Now the whereabouts of the eldest wife and the second child are unknown, and a murderer has been arrested. Hurry up and call the police station, and there will be a way to find them immediately."

"Isn't your father still here? It won't be too late to interrogate father when he comes back and send him to the police station."

Although Qi Ming didn't suspect her words and deeds, the guilty third wife was afraid that things would be revealed when Mr. Gu returned home, so she chose to act first.

That afternoon, while Qi Ming was resting in the room, the unlucky coachman was secretly wrapped in a sack and thrown into a ditch to the south.In the woodshed where he was locked, a big hole was smashed in the window, creating a scene of escape through the window.

(End of this chapter)