hello little angel

The police force has been investigating Changshui Village for three days. During the period, it rained continuously every night. Large areas of crops were drowned, fields were washed away, and village roads were turned into water and mud.People in the village stayed behind closed doors and seldom went out. When they saw people in police uniforms, they cursed secretly, as if they saw something unlucky.

The sky is covered with several layers of gray and black clouds. The bright sun a few days ago seems to be just a dream, and summer has become an illusion.Zhai Xin gathered up his coat, and at the urging of his companions, he pulled up the tent feet that were stuck in the mud.

"This rain is too exaggerated... Has there been such frequent rainstorms in previous summers?" The companion took off his police cap, and the brim of the hat was full of water droplets.

Zhai Xin panted slightly, feeling uneasy, Gou Fuyou's crazy words rang in his ears.He looked around at the hills covered in rain and fog, and said, "Probably because of the geography, they are all mountains, and the heat can't escape."

"Really." The companion looked at the sky and joked with him: "I think the sky seems to be cracked. Could it be that there is a natural disaster for no reason?"

Zhai Xin froze and interrupted him: "Stop playing, quickly help set up the tent, be careful of Zhang team beating up..."

The legs of both of them were covered with mud, and after a while, their shoulders and backs were wet, and the sound of rain began to patter, and the rain became heavier and heavier.

Zhai Xin was drenched, and his heart was cold. He only hoped that the boy and the police officer could find clues as soon as possible, otherwise...

These few days, Chao Xingyu and Jiang Feng were not idle either, they wore raincoats and followed the names given by Wu Guixiang, trying to find all the men who had attended or were still in the psychic meeting one by one.

Jiang Feng didn't have the time to talk nonsense with a group of people, and when they opened the door, he showed his police badge, his cold eyes were drenched in the rain: "The police are handling the case, please come with us."

Due to the heavy rain, the incandescent lamp above his head was flickering from time to time, the door was open in the hall, and the cold wind was blowing in from time to time. Liu Maolin's hands and feet were cold. He is Liu Shu's eldest brother, and he has been panicking in his heart since Li Yang and Liu Shu died. What's more, he was taken away by the police today, he knew that most of the things could not be hidden...

"Oh!"

Liu Maolin's body trembled, his shoulders slumped, his whole body shrank, and he raised his head tremblingly, seeing Jiang Feng throwing a pair of silver handcuffs that were shining coldly on the table.

"You have seen the end of Li Yang and Liu Shu... What are you shaking, now you know you are afraid?" Jiang Feng sat down with his long legs spread out, he leaned back on the chair back, his eyes were sharp, and his tall figure felt oppressive full.

"What am I afraid of..." Liu Maolin glanced at him, and quickly looked away guiltily.

"Heh." Jiang Feng sneered, and said: "Old Wu explained everything he needed to explain before he disappeared. What do you think you are afraid of? Why did Old Wu disappear, and who killed Li and Liu? Can't guess?"

Seeing people still wanting to struggle, Jiang Feng said directly: "Tongshenhui, village chief."

Liu Maolin suddenly looked up at him, the guilt and fear in his eyes could no longer be hidden.

"Tell me, why did the village chief kill all of you psychics one by one?" The air was silent for a few seconds, and Jiang Feng continued: "You don't think we only asked you these days... you Shut up and don’t talk, can you guarantee that others won’t? After all, do you know why your village chief hasn’t killed the fourth person for so long?”

Holding a cup of hot tea behind him, Chao Xingyu looked up at him, Jiang Feng was acquiescing that Old Wu was dead.

"Because the police came, he didn't dare." Jiang Feng habitually picked up a cigarette to light it, but suddenly realized that there was another person in the room, so he silently stuffed it back into the crumpled cigarette case. "If you really don't want to speak up, these policemen will withdraw in a few days. By then... I can't guarantee that you are the fourth, but I can guarantee that you are one of them waiting in line."

"I've finished speaking, now, it's your turn to speak."

*

Bai Hui'an was only 24 years old when she first came to Changshui Village. She was beautiful and elegant, with a pair of bright eyes under soft and dark forehead hair, a jade-white face showing the blush of a newcomer, and a pair of pearl earrings that made her look as gentle as spring water.

She was led by the only young man in the village who went out to work hard and stood in front of everyone in Changshui Village. Her neat appearance was in stark contrast to the man with muddy feet beside him. The pain of traveling.

"I want to marry her." The man was surrounded by everyone in Changshui Village, and the hand holding Bai Hui'an was still trembling slightly, but his voice was firm and deep, echoing in the mountains and forests.

The people in the village had different opinions, and amidst the noise, the man bent down and squatted down, silently brushing the dust off Bai Anian's shoes with the corner of his clothes. They looked at each other with a kind of power in their eyes, and that kind of power made many people in the village nod their heads. Decided to try to accept the "outsider" Bai Anian.

Bai Hui'an hated everything Bai Qingchuan had planned for her, and she never regretted eloping with a man.She likes such a quiet village, likes the mist in the mountains every morning, and the humid and cool air; she also likes the people of Yuncun, who are peaceful and peaceful, and every child is familiar with her.

It's a pity that the good times didn't last long. Not long after giving birth to his second child, Yan Shizhi, the man fell ill, and it took only a short year for him to die.

Looking at her ignorant youngest son, Bai Hui'an withdrew from her grief, her slender body burst out with infinite strength, and with the help of other women in the village from time to time, she raised her two sons by herself.She let her older son, who is not good at studying, go out to work, and her younger son, who is born smart, go to school, and her life went on peacefully like this.

Until one summer, it rained non-stop in the village, and the flood water leaked from the mountain, and the wood and rocks falling from the mountain surface even killed a passing villager.

Before the funeral, Bai Anhui helped to decorate the mourning hall. It was pouring rain outside, and the house was full of women and children, making it noisy.On the day of the funeral, she saw the village chief standing on the slope, looking at her with a pair of dark eyes across the crowd.

At night, the tree in the yard was rattled by the wind, and a thunderstorm soon fell with lightning.Bai Hui'an felt uneasy, and called Yan Shizhi who was away after a long absence.

"Yes?" Bai Anhui held the phone, the signal was not good, she needed to concentrate on listening to the voice of her son on the other end, "Don't come back tomorrow, it's raining too much here, it's flooding, and it's too dangerous to walk on the mountain road."

"Don't worry about me, I haven't been out much."

There was a sound outside the door, like the sound of branches scratching the ground.

Bai Anian said "wait a minute" like on the other end of the phone, then hesitantly pushed open the door, and when the wind and rain hit her, she suddenly closed her eyes and took a step back.When he opened his eyes again, there were several overlapping black shadows in front of him, flamboyantly like a huge monster in the rainy night.

The monster grabbed Bai Hui'an's slender wrist and pulled her into the yard with all his strength. Under the cold light of lightning, several familiar faces of Bai Hui'an passed by in a flash!

The man's arm tightly sealed Bai An'an's struggles, while she called their names hoarsely, she kept begging in the rain...

Li Yang!let go!Brother Maolin!Please!

Thunder, lightning and heavy rain covered Bai Hui'an's screams. In the cold night, the men she knew suddenly turned into silent and terrifying monsters, pulling her arms and dragging her from the yard to the river beach. The sharp and rough stones were worn away. Her flesh, her feet that were once protected by her husband, are now filthy and bloody...

The house on stilts in the middle of the river beach, which was never allowed to enter, was finally opened on this weird rainy night.Bai Anian lost all strength, so she was put in the house just like that. Afterwards, the wooden door was locked and someone said: "I'm sorry."

She was groggy, feeling that she was being packaged in plastic like a cargo, with the smell of inferior glue.

"Help... help me..."

The cry for help, which was as faint as a mosquito, was drowned in the sound of chiseling the wall.

At the end of consciousness, there is a small idol in the center of the house on stilts. It is completely black, with a pair of long and narrow eyes hanging high, and its mouth is wide open. It seems to be gazing at Bai An'an madly.

They poured cement on Bai Hui'an's body, the cement was very hard, but she was so soft, softer than the river under the bridge, so every inch was taken away very easily, like sinking into a bottomless swamp.

*

"The village chief said that only outsiders are locked in every year. The rain came too fast that year. We... we were not sure if she was an outsider. Then... and then..."

"She doesn't count." Jiang Feng finished the sentence for him, "I made the wrong sacrifice, so I want you to make atonement, otherwise on September [-]rd, everyone will die."

"I...I didn't kill her, I just brought her into that house! I didn't do anything! I—"

"Shut up Laozi!"

Jiang Feng stood up abruptly, looking like a man-eating ghost.

They are all fucking lunatics, just because of a few rains, just because of a dream, they want to put a living person into a concrete wall, a total of thirty lives...

"Xiao Yu?" Jiang Feng was so irritable that he instinctively turned his head to look for someone. The teacup was placed on the ground, and the person on the chair had disappeared at some point.

The mud from the ground was turned up by the rain, and it smelled like old rags.Zhao Xingyu was running on such a road. He had never felt that the air in this village smelled so bad. Every step he took in the muddy water disgusted him.

The yard of the Yan family was the same as when he left, even the gate was not closed, but because of the heavy rain, the old tree in the yard broke down, and the tree trunk hit the roof of the house in the east, and the tiles were broken all over the place.

"Yan Shizhi! Yan Shizhi!"

Zhao Xingyu was drenched all over, and the rain dripped down his seaweed-like hair into his collar. He called out loudly and ran all the way to the hall door.

There is no pause.As if knowing that he was coming, the moment he stepped on the steps and the water droplets shattered under his feet, the door was already open for him.

Chao Xingyu obeyed his inertia and threw himself into a wide embrace with a muffled sound.

The big hands caressing the back of his head were cold, worse than rain.Chao Xingyu tugged at his collar, looked up, and saw Yan Shizhi smiling at him:

"You knew already?"

Chao Xingyu asked eagerly: "How do we end all of this? September [-]rd...how do we stop it?"

Yan Shizhi wiped the rainwater off his face and said softly, "Only you can do it."

Chao Xingyu frowned: "What do you mean?"

"You came here to end everything." Yan Shizhi brought him into the house, trying to take off his soaked clothes, "But before that, I need you to do me a favor."

Zhao Xingyu pressed his big hand: "What's the matter?"

Yan Shizhi knelt on the ground, kissed Chao Xingyu's collarbone through his soaked blouse, put his palm on his lower back, and slowly stroked down: "Give me one of your things, just a little."

Chao Xingyu heard the sound of the system being cut off suddenly, and there was something he didn't understand.

"Can this help you?"

Yan Shizhi nodded, opened his mouth and bit his trousers.

The torrential rain outside the house did not stop, Zhao Xingyu covered his flushed cheeks and ears, opened his eyes a little, and saw his knees that were grabbed and raised, and Yan Shizhi's dark head.

He thought inappropriately:

It turned out that the so-called A Piao didn't even have a temperature in his mouth.

The author has something to say: Jiang Feng: You ran out in a hurry to do this?

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Thanks to the little angel who threw the shallow water bomb: Chu Tianyao 1;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 305337903; one egg, 1231;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 40 bottles of Haha Mulberry; 12 bottles of Safeguard shampoo; 10 bottles of fish watching crane; 1 bottle of jrdd;

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