hello little angel

Jiang Feng showed the photo to Lao Wu again. The target he was looking for this time was very clear: he was familiar with Li Yang, male, old, and at the movie screening site.

Jiang Feng flipped through the photos one by one, his eyes fixed on Old Wu's expression.

"Officer Jiang..." Lao Wu paused hesitantly, and then continued to ask, "What exactly are you looking for in our village?"

Jiang Feng squinted his eyes and was silent for a moment before he opened his mouth unhurriedly: "A year ago, our bureau received a big man, the boss of An'an Group - Bai Qingchuan. You know, rich man, big ass Everything can disturb a lot of public resources...

"The reason why Bai Qingchuan found us is because of his only daughter Bai Anhui, a young lady who eloped with a man many years ago."

Hearing this name, Old Wu clenched his hands tightly.

Jiang Feng continued: "Although he eloped with someone, Bai Anan has been in regular contact with his father, and a year ago, the contact between the two was suddenly broken."

"At first, we all thought that it was just something big, a father-daughter rift, a famous family scandal, nothing to investigate. But, guess what?"

Jiang Feng patted Old Wu's shoulder with his palm, and the muscles under him tensed.

"By checking the names above, Bai Anian is not the only one in the dusty file. Every year, different people disappear in the same place. Because the information is closed in a narrow place, these disappearance cases did not cause any serious problems in the county. It’s a normal thing for a few people to go missing in the vast mountains, let alone report to the city.”

"But for 30 years in a row, a total of 30 people have mysteriously disappeared in Changshui Village. Old Wu, don't you think there is something very strange about this?"

Every word Jiang Feng said hit Lao Wu's heart hard, causing his conscience to fall inch by inch, split into pieces, and hurt.

"It's the village chief, it should be him..." Old Wu sighed heavily, and finally pointed to the capable and serious old man in the photo.

He also said: "There has always been a 'Tongshenhui' in Changshui Village."

"What the hell?" Jiang Feng frowned.

"People in Changshui Village have lived here for generations, and generations have been fighting against nature... Floods, landslides, mudslides, many people die in the village every year, even so, no one is willing to move away... It's ridiculous , crops and human life, are not as good as the ground under your feet, a land that will never answer."

"This situation has continued until the current village head took office, and he organized a 'Tongshenhui'. Those who can participate are all strong men in the village. Ten years ago, I was also in it..." Speaking of this, Lao Wu Wiping his face vigorously, his expression was painful: "Every year, I offer a sacrifice to the 'god' of the village..."

Hearing this, Jiang Feng's eyes widened, violently.He grabbed Old Wu by the collar, with blue veins on his forehead, and gritted his teeth: "You treat living people as sacrifices?"

Old Wu's face was pale: "In the beginning, they told me that as long as you lock me in that hut...for two days..."

But when he secretly opened the door, intending to let the person out, there was no one in the dark and narrow space.

He anxiously confronted the Tongshenhui, but no one answered, and everyone remained silent... Since then, Lao Wu has withdrawn from the Tongshenhui and has nothing to do with them.

Although Lao Wu couldn't see what Tongshenhui did every year, he had a vague premonition in his heart.Occasionally waking up from a dream in the middle of the night, the heavy guilt and regret in his heart made him drenched in sweat and it was difficult to breathe.

He trembled and tried several times to light the dry tobacco in his hand.In the darkness, Wu Guixiang's soft arms lay across his waist, and the breathing of the person next to his pillow was clear in his ears.

Yes.

Among the people in Changshui Village who do not want to migrate is his wife.

"Take the lives of so-called outsiders in exchange for your own lives...don't think you can take them out, you are just as abominable as them!" Jiang Feng's voice was hoarse, and he swung Lao Wu hard to the ground.

He continued to ask: "What's the matter with Bai Hui'an? The married woman is also considered a foreigner?"

Old Wu sat up, with a bruise on the inside of his arm: "I don't know...there were no outsiders in the village last year, and Bai Anian...should be used as a pretense..."

Bai Hui'an's husband was already seriously ill, and her two sons were not around. Such a woman who ran out from time to time and didn't fit in with the people in the village naturally became the substitute chosen by the Tongshenhui.

After Jiang Feng listened in silence, he sneered, and his words were full of sarcasm: "So what are these two murders now? Retribution?"

Old Wu stood up, and he also didn't understand: "Li Yang and Liu Shu, they are all psychics. The village chief...why did the village chief want to do something to them?"

"Who knows, maybe my conscience has been bitten by a dog, and I lost my mind and went crazy."

Jiang Feng sat down on the bench, scratching his head irritably, he had to report this matter to the bureau as soon as possible...

"Wait." Jiang Feng remembered something, and stood up suddenly, "Bai Hui'an's husband, that is, the family named Yan in the village, does he live in Li Yang's house?"

"That's right. Any questions?" Old Wu replied.

"Where does the boy who ate at your house a few days ago live?"

Seeing that he suddenly became nervous, Old Wu quickly replied: "You mean Xiao Yu? He lives in the Yan family, and the boss of the Yan family is back, so..."

Before Old Wu could finish speaking, Jiang Feng cursed secretly and rushed out of the courtyard.

Jiang Feng ran very fast, ignoring the darkness as nothing.He took the time to touch the holster hidden in his waist, his mind was full of Zhao Xingyu's clear eyes and obedient smile.

The boss of the Yan family?

Before he came to Changshui Village, he had already investigated Bai Hui'an's two sons.

The youngest son Yan Er accidentally drowned in the village a month ago, while the eldest son went to work in the city five years ago and has never been seen again.

Jiang Feng checked the place where the eldest son of the Yan family worked for half a month, only to find out that Yan Da had already died due to an accident on the construction site. Buried next to the construction site.

So who is the boss of the Yan family who lives with the little guy now...

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"Cough...cough..."

Throat itches.

Zhao Xingyu's consciousness gradually cleared up, and he sat up from the bed supporting his sore arms.The background of the house in front of him was familiar, and he was taken back to Yan's courtyard.

[Little rain!Are you okay?Is your chest still hurting? 】The system whimpered, 【You scared me to death, woohoo, I'm about to log out of this world immediately...】

"The system is fine, I don't feel any pain anymore..." Zhao Xingyu comforted him, and he was about to get out of bed after throwing off the quilt.As soon as he stood up, he was dizzy and his legs were sore.

[Xiaoyu, you have a fever, and your body temperature is very high now.Go back to bed and lie down! (ó﹏ò?)]

The clothes have already been changed, and a pair of straw slippers are neatly placed beside the bed.Where is Chao Xingyu willing to rest now? He still has a lot of questions to ask.

The second hand of the wall clock rang every moment, and I looked up at Xingyu, and before I knew it, it was already half past two in the morning.

Under the moon, the few neglected trees in the small courtyard of Yan's family hung their branches and leaves palely.

From the day Chao Xingyu arrived, he realized that there were no chickens, ducks or yellow dogs here, there was no water in the well, only moss, and there were no visitors in front of the door, only withered grass.All that was left was the lonely and gloomy mourning hall, and the man behind the hall walking in a wheelchair.

This small courtyard is too lonely.

"Brother Yan—" He stepped out of the threshold and called out to the tall lone figure under the tree, his voice a little hoarse.

Yan Shizhi faced him, his calm eyes were dark and pure under the moonlight.

"Xiao Yu, come here."

He didn't use the wheelchair anymore, and stretched out a hand to Chao Xingyu very naturally, with a gentle look on his face.

That hand was pale and slender, with distinct joints, Chao Xingyu put his fingertips on it as he wished.Yan Shizhi held that hand instead, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and muttered: "It's so small."

He bent down, put his arms around Chao Xingyu's back, put his palms lightly on the side of the person's waist, raised his clasped hands, turned his toes, and stepped forward.

Chao Xingyu was led by him, and he danced a simple ballroom dance under the moon.

"At school, the teacher demonstrated it before." Yan Shizhi's breath hit Chao Xingyu's forehead, coldly: "There is no such thing as dancing in the village, so I was surprised when I saw it for the first time."

"A wild child from a mountain village, no classmates are willing to form a team with me to practice, so I have to practice by myself. They are all afraid of me, saying that I am fierce, and I can't even smile."

Chao Xingyu looked up at him, eyelashes curled up: "I'm not afraid."

"Yes, you are not afraid." Yan Shizhi's expression suddenly relaxed, "Because you came for me, and I knew it the first second I saw you."

"Otherwise, how could you sleep in my coffin, see me, and talk to me?"

Although Chao Xingyu vaguely guessed something, he didn't expect Yan Shizhi to confess everything in front of him so easily.

Now how to do?Chanting sutras to save him?

[Namo Amitabha Nanmo Amitabha...] The system is trembling.

"Come on, turn half a circle." Yan Shizhi supported his waist, turned Chao Xingyu in his arms, tightened his arms, and hugged him from behind.

"Why did you lie to me?" Chao Xingyu turned his head away, avoiding his lips on the tips of his ears.

"I didn't lie to you." Yan Shizhi emphasized: "Every word I said and everything I did, I never lied to you."

"You are not the eldest son of the Yan family, you are the second Yan."

"I said my name is Yan Shizhi."

"You also said you couldn't feel your legs."

"Is this... really not at the beginning." Yan Shizhi picked up Chao Xingyu's finger and played with it in the palm of his hand: "But recently, the body has gradually become more real. I thought at first that you might be The little angel who came to collect my soul, but..."

Yan Shizhi stopped talking, he let go of Chao Xingyu, and looked at the gate of the courtyard.

"Fuck...forget it if I'm exhausted..."

Jiang Feng leaned on the courtyard door with one hand, hunched over and gasping for breath.The distance from Old Wu's house to Yan's house was too far, plus it was a village road, so Jiang Feng ran in a hurry.

Chao Xingyu called him suspiciously.Jiang Feng's expression was contorted, and while looking around vigilantly, he walked quickly towards Chao Xingyu.

"You follow me first, and I'll tell you the reason later." Jiang Feng grabbed his wrist in a rough motion, causing him to stagger.

Yan Shizhi on the side frowned.

Chao Xingyu looked at him strangely——Jiang Feng couldn't see him!

Yan Shizhi knew what Xiao was thinking with just one glance.He took a step forward, held Zhao Xingyu's other wrist, bent over and turned his head, and kissed the corner of his mouth very lightly and quickly.

"Only you can see." He said, "Xiao Yu, I'm waiting for your return."

Jiang Feng couldn't see Yan Shizhi's movements, but he gave him a hard time, thinking that it was Zhao Xingyu who was struggling.He held Zhao Xingyu's shoulders, and pushed her half-armed outside: "It's dangerous here, trust me and follow me."

Chao Xingyu turned his head, and Yan Shizhi was waving goodbye to him under the moonlight in the empty and pale courtyard.

作者有话要说：阎阿飘出现！感谢在2021-11-1208：49：26～2021-11-1415：53：02期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦～

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Xiaoyi with crayons; 3 bottles of Dasha Camel;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!