Beauty Jianghu

Chapter 133 Crying to the wrong person

But it was said that Yang Shucheng escorted Deng Xiaomei back to the door late at night.

When the family went out, they saw Deng Xiaomei coming back with a handsome young man in the middle of the night, and they were filled with surprise.

It turned out that Deng Xiaomei was a romantic by nature. She usually dressed herself up beautifully and flirted with the young people in the village. Seeing her like this tonight, the old man felt angry and asked:

"Where have you been these past few days?"

Deng Xiaomei didn't dare to tell what happened in Gujing Temple. She had already thought about it on the way back, so she said unhurriedly:

"I went up to the mountains to play, but before I knew it, I was far away. In the deep mountains, I couldn't find my way home. When I met a family in the mountains, they locked me in the house and forced me to work, so I pretended to work for them. They worked. I took advantage of their slack tonight and escaped. On the way, I met this kind man who sent me back."

The old man asked: "Where is Peng Tao, where has he gone?"

Deng Xiaomei said: "He said that he had made an appointment with a girl named Xia'er from Dengjiacun. He went to her house for a date at night. When I saw him clean and dressed up, I became very angry, so I ran away from home in anger. .”

The old man also knew that his son Peng Tao was a bit romantic. When Deng Xiaomei said it in front of strangers, he was afraid of bringing scandal to the family, so he stopped asking questions, fearing that Deng Xiaomei would tell something even uglier.

After all, a guest came to the house, and the old man asked Yang Shucheng to come in. It was freezing outside and it was midnight, so he left Yang Shucheng to rest in the house.

The next day, the family was also more generous. They killed a hen and treated Yang Shucheng to breakfast.

After breakfast, Yang Shucheng said goodbye and left.

When the family saw that Peng Tao hadn't come back, the old man went out to look for him. Fortunately, he knew the name of the village and Xia'er's name.

The old man walked all the way north.

After walking for more than an hour, we arrived at Dengjia Village. There happened to be a house at the entrance of the village. An old woman was sitting at the door, basking in the sun to the east.

The old man didn't dare to go to Xia'er's house to find Peng Tao. After all, his son had done something embarrassing and he was afraid that others would blackmail him.

The old man slowly approached the old woman and asked her some questions.

Unexpectedly, the truth came out without saying a few words.

Something happened to the Deng family, and Deng Xiaqing had a stranger killed.

When the old man heard this, he was in a state of shock. His son Peng Tao had committed a murder. Murder must be punished with death. Now his precious son's life would be gone.

The old man held back his tears and did not dare to be angry, but after all, he was his son. Father and son were connected. Even if his son killed someone, he had to go and see him for the last time.

The old man was not in the mood, and without saying goodbye to the old woman, he walked towards the village in a daze.

When I walked into the village, I heard commotion. A large family was holding a funeral, and their son Peng Tao was supposed to be locked up in his house.

The old man came to this house slowly. There was a gatekeeper at the door. The old man came forward to inquire and asked, "What's going on with your family?"

The gatekeeper said: "The young lady at home has been killed. A funeral is being held. Leave quickly and don't offend me and ask for a beating."

It's true what the gatekeeper of this wealthy family wanted to do, but it concerns the children of his own family, so he had to ask questions clearly.

The old man asked: "Has the murderer been caught?"

"Why not? Caught on the spot."

"Beat to death?!" The old man trembled as he spoke.

The gatekeeper said: "Beat him to death. It's an advantage for him. I beat him a few times. Now I'm locking him in the cow house and slowly torturing him to death."

The old man felt sad after hearing this. The tears in his eyes couldn't stop flowing down, and soon the clothes on his chest were wet.

The gatekeeper saw this and asked, "Hey, why are you so upset, old man?"

The old man couldn't bear it anymore and cried loudly: "This damn boy is my biological son."

"Ah," the gatekeeper said, "I finally found the Lord. You can't leave."

He stepped forward and grabbed the old man without letting go. He pulled the old man toward the door while shouting: "Someone is coming, someone is coming..."

After a while, four or five people came running into the courtyard and asked hurriedly: "What's going on?"

The gatekeeper said: "This old man is the father of the murderer."

As soon as they heard that he was the murderer's father, three or four strong men rushed to the spot, grabbed the old man and pulled him inside.

The old man was grabbed by someone and quickly pulled into the main room like a cloud and mist.

Deng Xiaqing's parents were sitting in the main room crying, their voices were hoarse from crying. When they looked up, they were noisy outside. Just as they were wondering, a group of people came in dragging an old man.

"He is the murderer's father."

When Deng Xiaqing's father heard this, he immediately jumped up from his chair, stepped forward and slapped the old man several times.

The old man was held by three or four people and unable to move. He was slapped several times by Deng Xiaqing's father, and there were a few slap marks on his sallow old face.

Deng Xiaqing's father was so angry that his beard stood straight up. But after a few slaps, he became a little tired and shouted: "You old boy, give me Xia'er's life back."

Deng Xiaqing's wife rushed forward, hugged the old man, opened her mouth and bit him, biting the old man's face and not letting go.

The family came forward to try and persuade them, and they were separated only after they tried to persuade each other.

The old man was slapped several times and his face was bitten until blood flowed. He did not dare to attack, so he broke away from the restraints of several people, knelt down on the ground with a "pass", smacked his head, and said pleadingly:

"Spare my son, spare my son..."

Then Deng Xiaqing's father stepped forward and kicked the old man, saying: "I'll spare you, but who will give me Xia'er's life?"

The old man knew that he was in the wrong and did not dare to talk back. He knelt on the ground again and kowtowed, "Dong dong dong...", which made the mountain ring.

Deng Xiaqing's father was feeling sad. He sat on a chair and let the old man kowtow below.

The old man kept kowtowing until he became dizzy. He smashed his head and blood flowed on the floor tiles.

There was a relative nearby, whose family was relatively wealthy, and who could usually talk to Deng Xiaqing's father. He persuaded him: "It's okay to kill someone to get one's life. But we can't implicate his father and let them meet." Just do it as a favor."

Deng Xiaqing's father also knew that people cannot be resurrected. Seeing this dirty old man kowtowing all the time, which made the floor tiles dirty, he took advantage of the situation and said, "It's okay to meet him, but it's in vain to save his son."

The old man continued to kowtow a few more times, and under the protection of his servants, went to see his son Peng Tao for the last time.

When we came to another courtyard, there was a cow house with several people guarding the door. Although the people kowtowing loudly in the front, a few people here did not leave their posts without permission and went to the front to watch the fun.

It’s a bit difficult to rescue a murderer!

The old man was led in a daze to the cow house. Someone opened the door and let the old man in to see his son Peng Tao for the last time.

The old man opened his teary eyes and saw that on the post where the cow was tied, instead of the cow, his son was tied up. He had been beaten to pieces and was bleeding. He had no trace of a human being anymore. His whole body was hanging on the wooden post. , head lowered, as if dead.

The old man felt distressed, stepped forward, hugged his son, and shouted: "My son... my son..." He seemed about to faint and fall to the ground.

Peng Tao, who had been beaten half to death, was in the state of unconsciousness when he suddenly heard crying, struggled to open his eyes, and looked at an old man lying on his body, crying loudly... I have some doubts in my heart:

"My father has died a long time ago."

Peng Tao asked: "Who are you? Are you here to save me?"

The old man cried so hard that he suddenly heard his son's voice. The son was knocked unconscious and didn't even recognize his father!

The old man looked at Peng Tao with tears in his eyes, spit on Peng Tao's bloody face, and asked: "Hey Peng Bo, where is my Peng Tao?"

Peng Bo chuckled and said, "How do I know?"