Northeast Golden Gradient Treats My Home as a Confinement Center

Chapter 238 Bones
Xiong Zhaocai looked ecstatic and could not hide his excitement.

"Xiaobai, you're still alive!"

"I thought you...you had already..."

Xiong Zhaocai looked at the old fox tenderly and stretched out his big hand, wanting to touch the old fox's head.

The old fox was covered in black and dirty fur. Its hair was curly and dry. It had long lost the spirit of a white fox. As it had been lying in bed for many years without washing, its body gave off a strange fishy smell.

But even so, Xiong Zhaocai remained calm and still reached out to touch the old fox's head.

The old fox didn't move and closed its eyes on its own initiative. When Xiong Zhaocai's big hand touched its head, the corners of its mouth curved up and it looked like it was enjoying it.

"Ah, it's really you!"

"noob!"

Xiong Zhaocai was very excited. After more than ten years, he actually ran into the clever little fox in this abandoned forest farm!
Behind him, Shen Xing watched with interest as Xiong Zhaocai recognized the old fox.

"Perhaps this is the fate between humans and animals?" he couldn't help but ponder.

It's like the joy expressed by old friends when they meet again after a long separation.

An unexpected surprise.

Surprised and delighted.

"Boss Shen, it...it's a little fox I raised in the forest farm before."

Xiong Zhaocai took the initiative to explain to Shen Xing the fate between him and the old fox.

Shen Xing listened quietly at the side without making a sound to disturb them.

A few minutes later, Xiong Zhaocai finished speaking.

The memory he described was exactly the same as what the old fox had just told him, without any discrepancy.

"I can see that you like it very much." After listening to this, Shen Xing smiled and nodded.

"That's for sure, Xiaobai is..." Xiong Zhaocai suddenly stopped talking halfway.

He stood up suddenly and asked Shen Xing:
"How long has it been here?"

"I don't know, maybe it's been a long time." Shen Xing answered calmly with a blank expression.

Xiong Zhaocai became even more excited. He looked down at the little fox and looked at it with disbelief.

"You...Xiaobai, have you...been waiting for her?"

Shen Xing was also stunned when he heard this.

He was still hesitating because there were so many houses in the abandoned forest farm, many of which were intact and undamaged, such as the first and eighth houses.

But why, why did the old fox choose the third room, the third shabby house with a collapsed ceiling, damp floor and in a dilapidated state!
Xiong Zhaocai's words awakened Shen Xing from his dream. They made Shen Xing suddenly remember that Xiaobai's owner once lived in this house!
There are traces of her residence here, beautiful memories of her and it, and even the lingering scent of her!
Xiaobai chose this house because he could not forget the owner who saved him, fed him jerky, and smiled at him tenderly!!
Xiaobai has such deep feelings for its owner!
To the point that it wanted to die of old age in this room, on the bed where its owner once slept!

"you……"

"……is that so?"

Shen Xing used his mind to translate Xiong Zhaocai's words to the old fox.

After hearing this, the old fox lowered its head and made a "woooo" sound from its mouth. Suddenly, it looked towards an iron cage in the corner.

The cage was rusty, old and torn, but its pair of fox eyes kept staring at it.

That was the iron cage where it was once held.

There was once a very beautiful woman who opened the cage with her own hands, released it, and gave it freedom.

That beautiful woman is its owner.

Her name is Yang Yiyi.

In the past, I have gone, Yang Liu Yiyi.

Xiong Zhaocai followed the old fox's gaze and saw the rusty iron cage in the corner.

His eyes turned red and he squatted down and hugged the old fox.

Xiong Zhaocai choked up and said, "Xiaoyi is dead. She has been dead for more than ten years."

"Don't wait for her here. She won't come back."

Xiong Zhaocai's voice was choked with sobs and filled with tears.

A fat man, about 1.9 meters tall, holding a wild fox, was narrating a past event, recalling a person who would never come back.

The tough guy also has a soft side.

Looking at the man and the beast hugging each other, Shen Xing was also very moved. The old fox had been waiting for its master named "Xiaoyi" in this wooden house for many years.

He subconsciously thought of a movie he had seen before called "Hachiko: A Dog's Story".

An Akita dog was like this, waiting for its owner at the entrance of the train station for many, many years.

Wait until it is very old, wait until it becomes an old dog.

Isn't this exactly the same as the old fox today?

But Hachiko was obviously much luckier than the old fox.

At least, at the last moment of its life, before it closed its eyes, its owner, the professor, came back to pick it up.

The old fox was not so lucky. Its owner Xiaoyi was brutally murdered ten years ago.

"This house is where its owner lives, right?" Shen Xing asked deliberately, trying to get some information out of Xiong Zhaocai's mouth.

"Yeah." Xiong Zhaocai nodded heavily.

"This is Xiaoyi and her husband's room. Xiaoyi's real name is Yang Yiyi, and she is from Anqing, Anhui. Her husband's name is Chen Jianjia, and he is from Nanjing, Jiangsu."

"They met at school in Nanjing. Later, something happened and Jianjia brought Xiaoyi to the Northeast and joined our forest farm."

Xiong Zhaocai spoke and introduced an ancient story.

He was the owner of this forest farm, so he naturally knew the origins of Chen Jianjia and Yang Yiyi.

Shen Xing frowned slightly, as if he had guessed that the two were planning to hide their identities, and that was why they came to live in the forest farm near Changbai Mountain.

"Is it because of the scar on his face?" Shen Xing pondered.

He guessed that Xiaoyi must have had a past, but it didn't matter anymore, she was dead and her man was also dead.

The most important thing now is to find the murderer!
"Hey, they have a very good relationship. On the day Xiaoyi was alive, she told Jianjia that she wanted to go to Tianchi to see monsters and climb snow-capped mountains. But that day..."

Xiong Zhaocai said with great annoyance.

He looked very regretful. "If I hadn't gone out to drink that day and stayed in the place, Xiaoyi wouldn't have done that, and she wouldn't have done that..."

Xiong Zhaocai didn't say anything else. His emotions were a little out of control. He felt a tightness in his chest and he pounded his chest and sighed, over and over again.

"Mr. Xiong, don't blame yourself. This is not your fault. Xiaoyi was destined to have this disaster and there was no way to avoid it." Shen Xing spoke and comforted.

"Oh! Xiaoyi is a miserable person, oh..." Xiong Zhaocai sighed again, as if all the energy in his body was drained away.

The whole person looks depressed.

It can be seen that he has a very good relationship with the young couple Chen Jianjia and Yang Yiyi, and they are very good friends.

Otherwise, Xiong Zhaocai would not have thought of Yang Yiyi when he saw the old fox.

Seeing things reminds us of people, and being touched by scenes makes us sad. That's the reason.

"Yang Yiyi is gone, what about Chen Jianjia?" Shen Xing knocked on the side.

"I don't know. He's missing. No one knows where he went. It's like he disappeared from the face of the earth." Xiong Zhaocai looked at the tiger and shook his head.

"Have you ever gone out to look for it?" Shen Xing asked again.

"I looked for it. I searched all the hills nearby and dug deep into the ground, but I couldn't find Jianjia." Xiong Zhaocai sighed and took out a bag of hard cigarettes from his trouser pocket.

"Boss Shen, would you like to smoke?" Xiong Zhaocai handed over a cigarette.

"Thanks, I don't smoke." Shen Xing waved his hand and refused.

Xiong Zhaocai had no choice but to light a cigarette for himself and took a long puff in an attempt to calm himself.

"I don't know whether Jianjia is dead or alive. If he is still alive, he should be in his thirties now..." Xiong Zhaocai slowly exhaled smoke rings. As he rode the clouds and mist, he squinted his eyes and seemed to see two handsome figures. They were very young, with fair skin, delicate features, and thin. They were obviously from the south.

"Chen Jianjia is Xiaobai's other master. If he were still alive, Xiaobai would probably be very happy..." Shen Xing said this slowly.

Suddenly, the old fox in the house let out a sharp, shrill cry.

"What...what happened?"

"Xiaobai, you...you..."

The old fox's roar scared Xiong Zhaocai, and the cigarette between his fingers fell to the ground with a "pop".

Shen Xing turned around and looked at the old fox in surprise.

Just now, the old fox told him with his mind that it knew where the master was!
The "master" that Xiaobai was referring to was naturally the missing Chen Jianjia!

"Lead the way!" Shen Xing gave the old fox a look.

The rain is still falling outside the window, and there is no sign of it stopping.

After receiving Shen Xing's instructions, the old fox resolutely ran out of the wooden house where its owner had stayed and rushed into the rain.

"Xiaobai! Xiaobai!" No matter how Xiong Zhaocai shouted behind him, he did not turn back.

"Mr. Xiong, can you lend me your raincoat?" Shen Xing bent down and picked up the raincoat that Xiong Zhaocai had left at the door, put it on quickly, and rushed into the rain.

"Boss Shen! Boss Shen, where are you going?"

“Don’t go…” Xiong Zhaocai became anxious and chased after him quickly, his panic was visibly evident to the naked eye.

There are dozens of hunting dogs, a big mountain cat, and a blind bear in the forest farm!

"Don't worry, they won't hurt you." Shen Xing's voice came in the heavy rain.

Xiong Zhaocai looked towards the two rooms on the right. The hunting dogs and wild beasts were still lying there sleeping soundly, not even looking at him.

In the rain, Shen Xing followed closely behind the old fox, allowing the rain to seep into his raincoat and wet his clothes and pants, but he remained unmoved.

"Wang Wang!"

"Wang Wang!"

"Meow."

"Why are you here?"

When Shen Xing turned around, he found four giant beasts behind him.

Big dragon, wolfhound, fat lynx, blind bear.

It turned out that Dalong and the others saw Shen Xing following the old fox out, and they were worried about Shen Xing's safety, so they followed him in the rain.

Seeing these animal friends worrying about him so much, Shen Xing felt warm in his heart.

"Come on, let's follow it."

Shen Xing greeted the four beasts.

The four beasts understood what he meant and followed Shen Xing silently to protect his safety.

I don’t know how long I walked in the rain, and I climbed over one hill after another.

More than an hour later, the old fox stopped on a small hill.

The hill is not big, and is a bit shorter than the nameless mountain. There are red spruce trees everywhere on the hill.

"Hey, this one..."

Among all the red spruce trees, Shen Xing found a unique tree - the fish-scale spruce tree.

Fish-scale spruce, also known as Changbai fish-scale spruce, Changbai fish-scale pine, and white pine.

The whole plant is ornamental, and the leaves, bark and resin can be used as medicine.

At this moment, the old fox stopped under the fish-scale spruce tree and never left.

Seeing the old fox looking at him, Shen Xing's pupils shrank.
"Could it be that……"

"Chen Jianjia is under this fish-scale spruce tree?"

Unexpectedly, the old fox nodded.

He understood Shen Xing's words, walked towards the tall fish-scale spruce tree, and touched the spruce tree with his right front leg.

He even stomped his feet a few times and stepped back and forth under the tree.

"Chen Jianjia's body is hidden under this tree!"

Shen Xing understood the old fox's signal and did not hesitate.

"Little Bear, push down this tree." Shen Xing ordered.

The Changbai pine grows slowly. Even after ten years, it is only as thick as a bowl. A blind bear can easily knock down this spruce tree by relying on brute force.

The blind bear was obedient. He walked out of the team and rushed towards the Changbai fish-scale spruce tree.

As soon as it approached the tree, it stood up and used its two paws to shake the spruce tree continuously.

Then he used his huge body to hold the tree trunk and pushed forward with all his strength.

Because of the rain, the ground was loose, and the blind bear hit the tree with brute force, so the only Changbai fish-scale pine was quickly knocked down.

When the Changbai fish-scale spruce fell, the old fox used its claws to dig the soil.
"dig!"

Shen Xing also gave orders to the big dragon, wolfhound, and blind bear.

He himself followed and dug the soil with his hands.

After digging for a few minutes,

The big dragon kept barking "Woof woof woof", it seemed that it had discovered something.

Shen Xing looked under its claws and his eyes widened instantly.

"That's... a human leg bone!"

The white human leg bones were washed clean of dirt by the rain and reappeared in the sunlight.

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew, and Shen Xing saw two figures standing at the foot of the hill in a trance.

It’s that pair of ill-fated mandarin ducks!
Chen Jianjia and Yang Yiyi!
Chen Jianjia was holding a black umbrella, and Yang Yiyi was holding his arm and snuggling in his arms.

In a trance, Shen Xing saw Chen Jianjia smiling at him, a very elegant smile, like a spring breeze on his face.

"Thank you."

A cold wind blew and Shen Xing shivered, then he came to his senses.

The hand that was inserted into the soil touched a hard object.

He pushed aside the black mud and a white hand bone came into view.

The rain washed away the dirt on the hand bones. Shen Xing picked up the hand bones and carefully placed them on the grass beside him.

He was about to continue digging when his attention was drawn to the hand bones beside him.

It was a left hand bone, the bone was intact and connected to the palm, very complete.

But the strange thing is that the palm always remains clenched!
Hold on tight! Hold on tight! Hold on tight!
It's like holding something tightly!
"No, there's something weird!"

Shen Xing stopped what he was doing and looked at the bones of his left hand. He carefully twisted the palm of the bone.

But he found that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pry it open.

This palm seemed to be covered with 502 glue. Even if one tried one's best, it couldn't be shaken.

At this time, Shen Xing thought of the ill-fated couple, and his heart moved.

"Chen Jianjia, I'm here to take you home."

When he tried to move the bony palm again, somehow it opened!
In the palm of that bony hand, a golden ring lay quietly.

(End of this chapter)