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Chapter 679: Wandering Mountain


Martha was startled, turned around suddenly, and looked around.

It was quiet, and no one could be seen.

The starlight was falling, and it was ice cold, which made people feel cold.

He shouted in a rough voice: "Who comes out?"

While he tightly covered your female educated youth's mouth, he held her hand, his vigilance reaching its highest level.

But after a while, no one came out.

He was wondering if the noise was made by a beast looking for food.

But he actually did such a thing, and naturally he couldn't help but panic, even if it was just him.

To scare himself, he had to confirm it first before speaking.

Looking at the fair and delicate face of the female educated youth under him, the evil look in his eyes slowly gathered again.

He laughed a few times and said in a rough voice: "This little girl's skin is white and tender, and she has two The legs are thin and straight, and they are of the highest quality.

If any brother likes them, he might as well come out and I will make them feel good after I am done with them.”

The meaning of the words made the female educated youth stiffen for a moment, and then she began to struggle desperately.

However, the physiological structures of men and women are different, and she could not break free even with all her strength.

In the end, she could only close her eyes in despair, and a tear fell from the corner of her eye. .

She swore that after she escaped, she would kill this man's whole family no matter what the cost.

Ma Da, whose clothes had been peeled off, didn't see anyone responding for a long time, and he was muttering to himself, could it be that some beast was responsible for the movement just now?

The thought of having such a delicate female educated youth for his exclusive use made him shake his legs in excitement.

After eliminating the danger, he leaned down again, and his smelly mouth came close to the female educated youth's face again, and this time, another click sound came, like the sound of someone stepping on a branch.

This time, Mada did not take any chances.

All the muscles in his body bulged, and he quickly restrained the female educated youth, took out his belt, tied her hands, and gagged her mouth.

The whole person jumped up like a frightened mouse, and he took a tentative step forward, intending to find out the person's location.

But before this step was taken, he stepped on something unknown under his feet and fell out with a thud.

There was a loud bang, and Ma Da fell face down to the ground, and her bloody front teeth flew out.

Holding back the pain, this rough man who had been doing farm work for many years quickly got up from the ground.

He was swinging on one leg and looked hard in the direction where his feet just landed, only to find that there was only one grain of rock there.

Swinging pebbles.

Unable to suppress the anger in his heart, Ma Da limped in that direction and kicked his uninjured leg forward fiercely, but this kick was caused by excessive force or something.

There was another click at the bottom of the shoe, and the already loose shoe flew past.

Under the night, the blood-stained toe of the shoe could still be vaguely seen.

His body was completely unbalanced, and he fell straight down.

His butt landed on the ground, and his tailbone hit a sharp stone.

He suddenly took a breath of cold air and jumped back.

But this jump, His head, which was like a piece of stinky pancake, hit a stone directly, and there was another thud.

Even the female educated youth who was tied to the ground could feel how painful it was.

"Ah" Martha, whose consciousness had been blurred, let out a painful groan, which subsided for a while.

The pain in the back of her head was no longer there, but it was quite refreshing.

A wet feeling spread throughout the air, and although Martha couldn't see it with the naked eye, she knew it was blood bleeding from the back of his head.

A feeling of powerlessness began to spread to his limbs.

He stood up unsteadily, raised his hand and touched it, and he could feel the blood on his hand.

He put his hand down in confusion and placed it in front of his eyes.

His eyes were a little dazed.

It took a while for him to realize: "It's blood."

There was no trace of the obscene feeling in his voice just now.

Sure enough, some people only look a little like humans when they are in pain.

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He complained in a low voice: "Mom, don't go far, why are you carrying me like this?"

He kicked one foot low and one foot shallow, slowly spinning in circles.

He looked in the right direction and walked slowly towards the female educated youth, but there seemed to be something wrong with his eyes.

Instead of walking to the right, he passed the female educated youth and walked forward.

As he walked, he was still muttering: "Gee, if you really carry me on your back, if you really carry me on your back, I'll hold on to that little girl for a while and then find someone to look at me.

I'm afraid that little girl won't dare."

Say it” He said this, but his body turned completely sideways.

The further he walked, the farther away he was from the female educated youth.

In the crowded and noisy rice fields, the female educated youth who had suffered misfortune had her hands tied like this, raising her head desperately, watching the man with blood dripping from the back of his head walking forward step by step.

The shoulders that were originally broad and thick now shrank into a ball, like a mouse in the ditch, or like a dark puppet being pulled by a red string.

Under the cold night, the female educated youth who tried her best to maintain her sitting posture slowly opened her gagged mouth, and an extremely suppressed laughter seeped out little by little: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo [ Accordingto The expression of the man who seems to be smiling like crazy is like a spirit-absorbing ghost, crazy and with a happy sense of beauty.

The next moment, a ding-dong sound came, that was the sound of a human body falling into the water.

The female educated youth who was laughing so hard suddenly came back to her senses.

Over there was the direction of the river.

The cloth that was gagged in her mouth was finally squeezed out, and her hands kept struggling to untie the belt that tied her hands.

The next moment, there was a squeak, and the belt that tied her hands broke.

She staggered up from the ground, glanced around, and said with gratitude and vigilance: "Thank you, thank you for saving me."

She would not simply think that what happened just now was simply due to bad luck on her part, or that she was too lucky, especially after the belt tore on its own just now.

Although her own strength is not high, this female educated youth's temperament is rare and tenacious.

She said resolutely: "Can you tell me who you are?

I will definitely repay you in the future."

After the words fell, there was still no response from the surroundings.

She was less vigilant than she had been recently.

Her voice had a hint of rustle in her voice: "No matter whether you can use me or not, I, Zhu Hanying, will never forget this life-saving grace.

If you can use me, I will never forget it."

Wherever you ask."

A gust of cold wind blew, causing her to subconsciously hug her arms tightly.

While sniffing, Zhu Hanying, who had just made her promise, began to clean up the mess left by Mada.

The gag cloth and the leather straps were gathered up and thrown into the river.

The crushed straw was lifted up and disrupted at will, and the traces of struggle were erased in a messy manner.

There was no need to care about the trivial things left behind, such as hair.

After all the traces on the spot were eliminated, Zhu Hanying didn't see anyone coming out.

She couldn't help but feel a hint of disappointment in her eyes.

Then she gathered her energy and walked towards the river along the bloodstains.

I also tied some straw to the soles of my feet to wear away the marks.

Although it was not a very sophisticated disguise, people were coming and going on the field ridge, and the shoe prints left by the people were piled up in a pile, making it impossible to distinguish her traces.

Following the scarlet blood dripping down, Zhu Hanying walked to the river with full relief in his eyes, and threw all the things that were not easy to get rid of to Martha's side.

The water in the river was not deep, and the flow was not fast.

Martha, who was not yet dead, was floating up and down in the water.

He could always feel where he was now, and the fear that was as dense as termites crawled in his heart.

He struggled to think.

He wanted to get up, but his limbs couldn't use any strength at all.

Pink water flowed from the back of his head and flowed into the distance.

His heart seemed to be wrapped by a diaphragm, suppressing all those fears and keeping him in a numb state.

Even his hands and feet, which seemed to be struggling violently, were only slightly moved twice, completely unable to move.

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What kind of power is there, like a dirty witchcraft.

Zhu Hanying, who was standing by the river with a beautiful appearance but a hint of ruthlessness in her eyebrows, saw this scene and suddenly felt a sense of fear in her heart.

She gave up the idea of ​​making another stab and just threw the thing down and turned around.

Leave.

When passing the rice field just now, she said with a trembling voice: "If you are willing, Zhu Hanying will tie a grass ring to repay you.

If you are not willing, Zhu Hanying will not dare to forget this great kindness.

If there is an order in the future, Zhu Hanying will never refuse."

As a patriotic young man who grew up under the red flag, Zhu Hanying has always been dismissive of those gods and ghosts, but what she saw and heard today still changed some of her thoughts, and she still firmly believed that someone was there.

He helped her, but a seed of doubt was left in his heart.

She left in such a hurry, her hurried steps messy and unorganized, but with a sense of determination.

The moonlight was wet and cold, and the blood drops on the field ridges slowly spread out, seeping into the land that had not changed for thousands of years, and dyeing it into a cold look.

After a while, Chang Li, who had been standing aside, slowly walked out.

He looked at the lifeless body floating in the river, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a cool smile. smile.

This time, it was not him who made the move, but Martha's bad luck.

He clicked his tongue softly, and then walked toward the mountain with brisk steps.

Childish footsteps stepped into the wet soil, but left no trace.

The next day, Chang Li, who had just come down from the mountain, saw the fields surrounded by people.

He was still covered in clammy mist.

After a night of practice, his vitality had recovered a lot, but his complexion was whiter than before.

She was even more beautiful and pale in the day, looking as if she had been frozen by the air conditioner.

The adults around him had no time to pay attention to him.

They looked at the soaked corpse, pointed at it, and talked about it.

The eyes of a few people were particularly flashing, as if they already knew the cause of Martha's death.

Several elders and a few police officers who arrived in a hurry gathered together to block the sight of others.

The most imposing person was an old man in his sixties.

His old voice was full of regret: "It seems that I accidentally bumped into a stone while walking at night last night.

I was so confused that I couldn't help but feel sad for a while."

Seeing the road clearly, I fell into the river."

After saying that, he let out a long sigh.

This is the old village chief of the village.

As soon as he finished speaking, someone cried and retorted: "Impossible, how could a person as strong as my son fall down so easily, and fall into the river and drown himself?"

The woman's voice was very sharp: "Someone must have harmed him, he was killed by someone else."

She is Martha's mother.

Both his father-in-law and father are dead.

She is the mainstay of the family.

There are two younger brothers and a younger sister.

However, the eldest one is only eleven or twelve years old.

Once he leaves, Martha will Life at home must be difficult.

The village chief didn't get angry when someone refuted him.

He lowered his eyelids and said, "Ma family, I know you can't bear it for a while, but if Ma Da is gone, no one in the village will let you orphans and widows go."

No matter what, Ma Da worked hard this year and he had such an accident.

I'll make the decision to give you more food.

Your second brother is not young anymore and can go to the fields to earn work points.

Things will get better again, just be sorry."

The old village chief's words were simple yet full of meaning.

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Although some people's eyes flickered for a moment when they heard that more food was being distributed, they still did not stand up to object.

At this moment, a young police officer said: "Wait a minute, it's not over yet.

Why did Madam run into the rice fields in the middle of the night?

How did she walk all the way to the river with all her clothes in pieces?"

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This morning, the first person to start work found Martha's body in the creek.

He was not wearing much clothes, and even his belt was untied.

Although he rushed a little further, he was still within the confines of the village.

The loss of human life is naturally a big deal, so this group of people will not even do any work and all gather here.

At this time, the old village chief retorted with a steady voice: "Country people, it's not strange to get up in the middle of the night to prepare vegetables.

During the day, you are busy with the autumn harvest, and at night, you are tending to the vegetables from the private fields.

It just happens that there is no delay.

Who?

Thinking that he can cook a dish on his own on the ground."

He asked Martha: "Do you think he is from the Ma family?"

Although in the eyes of outsiders, this old village chief with a not very loud voice was nothing to be afraid of, when Martha's mother met his eyes, her mind was buzzing: "Yes, right."

She didn't know why her son Will get up in the middle of the night.

The old village chief looked back casually, with a deep indifference hidden deep in his eyes.

He looked at the bloody stone, as if he had already guessed what happened.

He said: "If your head is broken, you are still stunned.

Yes, I can’t see the road clearly.

Isn’t it normal to fall into the river?”

The old village chief, whose eyes shone with wisdom, glanced around the people at the scene, and then spat: "I told you a long time ago that you have to go into the latrine to pee.

Don't just lift your pants at this place.

Now look.

Well, Martha is a lesson learned from the past.”

Although they didn't understand the meaning of learning from past mistakes, everyone still heard clearly what the old village chief and captain's father said.

They also felt that what the old village chief said was right.

Ma Da only untied it because he had to go to the river to urinate. belt, and then accidentally fell into the river and drowned.

Just like that, the matter was concluded.

The two police officers who came to check looked at each other for a while, but still said they wanted to file a case.

After all, it was a matter of life and death.

Although the old village chief was a little unhappy, he still let them go.

After understanding the matter at this point, he shouted: "It's time to go to work."

At this time, everyone left one after another.

One of the captains supported his father and asked softly: "Dad, how could you settle things so easily?"

Don't say this nonsense, he knows his father's prestige here.

He has made up his mind, and if there is no conclusive evidence, it will basically be impossible to overturn it.

The old village chief's eyelids drooped: "It doesn't matter if you die, it's a clean death, just like your mother and I."

The captain suddenly remembered: His mother, unwilling to be lonely, had an affair with Martha's father, and then fell into the river one day and never got up again

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