Xiao Wuqiang cheered up, cleared his throat to boost his morale, raised his feet and wanted to chase after the girls who had already gone away, but who knew that a crisp whistle suddenly came from behind, which was even higher than him, as if he was provoking.
Xiao Wu turned around, "Who?"
” There was no one behind him, only a shadowy shade, he thought he was being teased, twisted his head and scolded for a long time, just about to turn around, but suddenly it was dark in front of him, and he was firmly covered by a pocket from head to toe, and he couldn't break free at all.
When the pocket was taken off his head, the first thing Xiao Wu saw was the starlight mixed in the branches and leaves, so bright, like crystal eyes, looking down on the vast earth, and in the flow of his eyes, he had seen the time of hundreds of years.
Before he could react, his wrist was tied with a rope, and after pulling the buckle, the man clapped his hands and turned to him, slanting at him, "Say, who are you?"
” Xiao Wu looked at the man in front of him, a smile full of care overflowed on his lips, but the next moment, he suddenly bent down and hit him headlong.
Cheng Muyou had already prepared, his body was slightly tilted, and he fell to the ground, and before he could get up, the flat file in his hand was firmly placed next to the thickest blood vessel in his neck, leaned over and scolded him in his ear, "Twice, you should know that you are not my opponent at all, so it is better to tell all the reasons for the matter when I am in a good mood and do not want to worry about the past with you." ” The flat file was thin and sharp, sticking to the skin, making Xiao Wu sweat.
How do people who have died once feel about death?
Adapted?
Calm?
Fearless?
Wrong, it is precisely because I have died, so I am more afraid of the unspeakable taste, the physical pain is the limit that ordinary people can not bear, but the most terrifying thing is the psychological panic of death, hanging the head under the tip of the knife, watching the god of death approaching step by step, this feeling, I am afraid that it is a hundred times more terrifying than death itself.
Fortunately, ordinary people don't have to experience this feeling for a long time, even if it is the cruelest punishment in the world, Ling Chi, the most common three or four days, people can't do it.
However, for Xiao Wu, for these long hundreds of years, he has been experiencing the taste of death every moment, it is like a tiny insect, pervasive, not giving him any respite, occupying all his senses and thoughts, gnawing at every inch of his muscles and bones, so that he can never be freed in his arms.
Therefore, when the cold flat file was attached to his throbbing veins, he was frightened, tears blurred his eyes, and he kept begging for mercy: "I said, I will say everything, beg the adults to spare my life, and never throw me into the swamp again." ” The stars are changing, the vicissitudes of life, Xiao Wu is not good at words, so it only took less than half an hour to finish telling a story hundreds of years ago, but although he said it concisely, Cheng Muyou listened to it shockingly, so that Xiao Wu finished talking for a long time, he was still immersed in it, and he couldn't recall it for a long time.
Seeing that Cheng Muyou was silent and didn't speak, Xiao Wu had to quietly remind him on the side, "My lord, this is all about the matter, and the little one doesn't dare to lie, and please let the adults know it." ” Cheng Muyou was stunned for a moment, then looked at his light brown eyes, and asked softly, "You have been buried in the swamp for hundreds of years, but how did you see the light of day again?"
” Xiao Wu stretched his sore shoulders and continued, "This is all thanks to Cheng Guoguang, that day, he inadvertently walked into the birch forest, and was confused by the cry for help from my Uncle Dechang, and dug out the cowhide bag.
The old man was very curious, and he shoveled the bag open without thinking about it, but he used too much force this time, and when he was taken away by my Uncle Dechang, he actually twisted his waist, and was indiscriminately diagnosed and treated by Fang Jing, so he didn't get out of bed for a few months. ” Cheng Muyou pondered and whispered, "So, if I hadn't healed him, then the rest of the story wouldn't have happened." ” Xiao Wu smiled softly, "That's right, you have excellent medical skills, and you cured Cheng Guoguang the day after you came to Cheng's house, in fact, he recovered on the same day, and in order to implement his future plans, he deliberately concealed his physical condition." ” Cheng Muyou clenched his fists, "Then Cen Nanying was killed by him?"
” Xiao Wu nodded, "After Cheng Guoguang's body recovered, he dug up his son who had been buried beside him that night, that is, Tianrui, by the swamp, and it was there that he discovered the adultery between Cen Nanying and Fang Jing, and in a fit of anger, killed Cen Nanying.
Fang Jing, on the other hand, was taken away by Tianrui, so that their father and son could be reunited after a few hundred years.
With a helper, the later plan will be easier to implement, Jiang Xixi, those family members, by the way, and me, were all rescued from the cowhide bag by Tianrui one by one, occupying other people's bodies.
Since Tianrui had already told us all the plans when he was still in the bag, we could communicate with each other and unite to slander you and confuse the officials of the government.
"Xiao Wu told Cheng Muyou everything in 1510.
Cheng Muyou was taken aback, "What are you doing so much work for?"
” Xiao Wu looked at him, there was a hint of longing in his eyes, and then, he muttered two words, "Be a man." ” "To be human?"
Xiao Wu nodded sluggishly, "When I was still me, that kind of life that was more humble than an animal was not called a human being, yes, that is not a human life," he swallowed, trembling his shoulders and laughing a few times, "No girl can look down on me, no, it's not right to say that, it should be said that the girls are like ghosts when they see me, and they run faster than rabbits one by one, for fear that I will bring disaster to them."
Now, having the opportunity to live again makes it worthwhile for me, Master Cheng, do you understand?
” Cheng Muyou stood up from the ground and looked at Xiao Wu with a dignified gaze, "How can you be a person again?"
Hundreds of years have passed, and now this place is no longer yours. ” Xiao Wu raised his head excitedly, an eager white light flashed in his eyes, "Yes, as long as we kill all those who know about it, and the others slowly occupy their bodies one by one, we can all be reborn, and this Jingmen Village is still our world." ” When he said this, he seemed to be talking to himself, as if he was completely immersed in his own beautiful fantasies.
However, this seemingly crazy language scared Cheng Muyou out of a cold sweat: What should Xun'er do?
And Yan Niang, what should she do?
They are still in the Cheng family, can they only be reduced to fish and meat on the board?