Maung-mei is wrong

Zhuo Yingxian grabbed Nie Yunhan's arm subconsciously, staring at the corpse on the ground, his mind went blank.

What, how could this be?Did Brother Feng offend someone, or was it because of himself...

Nie Yunhan held the knife handle at his waist with one hand, and raised his head cautiously to look around. The sun was setting and the moonlight was not bright enough. The backyard was plunged into an increasingly dark night. There was no movement around, only the occasional sounds of insects and dogs barking nearby.

"Stay here, don't go there yet." Nie Yunhan took out a torch from a small bag hanging on his waist, turned the brightness to the maximum, went to the corpse and knelt down, picked up a branch, and covered the corpse The leaves and hay were pulled away and checked carefully.

Zhuo Ying looked at the blue fluorescent light in the darkness, even if it was brighter, he couldn't help but feel chills on his back, and there was a corpse in front of him, the blue light was reflected on the corpse's face, making it even more gloomy.

Nie Yunhan looked up at him, his tone was not as tense as before, but he was still gloomy: "This man is almost dry, at least he died for a month, he must be killed if you go ahead. Come and see, This is Brother Feng, or Tie Hewei."

Zhuo Yingxian walked to Nie Yunhan's side, looked at the face of the corpse that had been dried and deformed, and said with a trembling voice, "Brother Feng...who killed him?"

"Looking at the scars, it should be someone who cut his throat to death, not an accidental injury or murder among ordinary people." Nie Yunhan lit the scars on the neck of the corpse with a branch, "The murderer was so decisive that even the throat bones were almost injured. Cut off, you should be an insider."

Zhuo Yingxian clenched his fists tightly, and closed his eyes in pain: "He's a slob from the village, how could he provoke that kind of person... He, he is because of me..."

Nie Yunhan stood up, patted him on the shoulder, felt his whole body tremble, and sighed in his heart: "Ah Xian, don't look at him yet. Tell me, where is the cellar."

That's right, if Brother Feng was killed, it must have something to do with Tie Hewei.

An inappropriate thought suddenly crossed Zhuo Yingxian's mind - if that Tie Hewei killed Brother Feng in order to escape, at least... At least one of the two survived, otherwise, Brother Feng died for so long, then Tie Hewei must have starved to death.

He turned around and took a look, and led Nie Yunhan to a corner of the backyard, knelt down and brushed away the savage weeds with his hands, revealing a small door.

"I'll do it." Nie Yunhan pulled him aside, stretched out his hand to grab the handle on the door, and pulled hard——

The cellar door opened, revealing the steps below, followed by a rotten stench.This smell is exactly the same as the smell in Master Jinghai's meditation room, but it is a hundred times worse than the smell in the well-ventilated room.

The little hope that Zhuo Yingxian had kept in his heart also fell through.

Even though Nie Yunhan saw too many corpses, he couldn't help but want to vomit, so he got up immediately and dragged Zhuo Yingxian further: "It's probably that Tie Hewei."

Even though his hands and feet were quick, Zhuo Yingxian was still dizzy from the stench, his stomach was overwhelmed, he broke free from Nie Yunhan's hand, leaned on a tree beside him and nearly vomited gall.

"A Xian!" Nie Yunhan grabbed his arm worriedly.

"Ahem...don't come here!" Zhuo Yingxian pushed him away, turned his back to him, and vomited again.

Nie Yunhan looked at him helplessly, and didn't come any closer. He turned his head and went into Brother Feng's room, found a candlestick, and lit it with a flint and steel.

Zhuo Yingxian didn't let Nie Yunhan come over because he took advantage of the chance that the acid in his stomach made tears flow.

Ever since he saw Brother Feng's body, a deep sense of guilt gripped his heart, making him so sad that he couldn't breathe smoothly.

Nie Yunhan was right to worry before, Zhuo Yingxian had never killed anyone before, he knew that even if he promised that he would never hold back, if he was asked to kill, it would be very difficult for him to be calm.

Last time he didn't feel so sad about killing that Xizuo, it was because that person did a lot of evil, he even killed Master Jinghai, and paid for his life, Zhuo Yingxian could accept it, but now, Brother Feng and that Tiehewei are both innocent.

He killed two innocent lives!

Nie Yunhan came out with a candlestick in his hand, and he put the candlestick on the ground first, fetched a bucket of water from the well, filled the bowl and brought it to Zhuo Yingxian's side.

"Ah Xian, rinse your mouth first, don't let the acid water choke your throat."

Zhuo Ying cried for a while, calmed down, took the water bowl and rinsed his mouth.

Nie Yunhan handed over another pill: "Keep this in your mouth."

Zhuo Yingxian took it and obediently put it in his mouth, his voice was a little hoarse: "What is this?"

"Su He Xiangyuan can ward off evil spirits." Nie Yunhan took out a cloth towel, covered his nose and mouth, and then took the candlestick to the side of the cellar. It emitted blue smoke and threw it into the cellar.

He pondered for a moment, felt that one was not enough, ordered another one and threw it in.

The Su Hexiang Yuan did have an effect, Zhuo Ying thought about it for a while, and his brain, which had just been dizzy from the smell of corpses, gradually regained its clarity.Following Nie Yunhan's example, he also covered his mouth and nose with a cloth scarf, and moved closer.

Before he could ask, Nie Yunhan took the initiative to answer: "This is the Bifei Pill, to eliminate the smell of corpses in the cellar. Let's go down and have a look later."

Zhuo Ying watched the green smoke curling up from the cellar, and said after a moment of silence: "Do you usually see many corpses? You even carry these with you."

"Just in case." Nie Yunhan didn't want to tell him more about what he had seen and heard, so he pulled him up and sat down by the well, "Let's rest for a while. Are you hungry?"

After smelling that smell, I just want to eat bigu now, so I can't be hungry.

Zhuo Ying shook his head, looked around, removed two brown boards from the chicken coop where there had been no chickens for a long time, sat back beside Nie Yunhan, took out the dagger he carried with him, and engraved stroke by stroke on one of the boards. started writing.

Nie Yunhan only took a few glances, and saw that he was going to carve a stele for Brother Na Feng and Tie Hewei.

Just now Zhuo Yingxian vomited and refused to let him approach, he knew what was going on without guessing.This soft-hearted little A Xian must have taken the blame for the deaths of the two of them, and he felt so sad.

But he didn't dare to persuade him, he was afraid that it would make the other party feel more uncomfortable, so he could only let Zhuo Yingxian digest this emotion slowly.

So Nie Yunhan picked up another board: "That Tie Hewei, do you know his name?"

Zhuo Yingxian paused without raising his eyes, his eyelashes were trembling slightly in the night: "I don't know."

"Then how about engraving 'Tomb of the Unknown Soldier'?"

"Okay." Zhuo Yingxian nodded, but took the board away from Nie Yunhan's hand, "I'll carve it."

He took a deep breath in his heart, and felt that all he could do was to carve a monument and erect a tomb for these two people, how could he ask others to do it for him.

Nie Yunhan didn't insist anymore, and sat aside thinking about the identity of the murderer, but he hadn't seen Tie Hewei's body so far, so he couldn't make judgments about many things.

The two of them were speechless for a moment, and could only hear the creaking and creaking sound of the wooden boards being carved. After a while, the two boards were carved. "Tomb of the Unknown Soldier".

After engraving the board, Zhuo Yingxian ran to Brother Feng, tore off the lining of the hem of his robe, wet it with water, and cleaned his face, sorting out his remains.

Looking at his thin back, Nie Yunhan felt a dull pain in his heart.

This person was so afraid of ghosts before, but now he can cleanse the face of a corpse that has been air-dried for many days, one can imagine how guilty he is.If it's not inappropriate, I just want to hold him in my arms and comfort him.

Although Nie Yunhan is decisive when fighting the enemy, he feels that he is not a hard-hearted person, but he does not have so much tenderness that has nowhere to rest.

And since he met Zhuo Yingxian, he felt as if he had a little more vitality. His emotions and desires were rolling in his chest, and the part of his soul that had been lost for a long time was slowly being replenished.

Unable to see the man alone, Nie Yunhan got up and went into the room, pulled out the straw mat under Brother Feng's bed, carried it to Zhuo Yingxian's side, and motioned him to use it to bury the corpse.

Zhuo Yingxian had already tidied up the corpse's clothes, raised his head and nodded at Nie Yunhan: "Thank you."

Afraid of damaging the body, he did not refuse Nie Yunhan's help again. The two carefully lifted Brother Feng, wrapped them in a straw mat, and wrapped the mat with cloth strips. The body was taken out for burial.

Nie Yunhan went to the entrance of the cellar and smelled it. He felt that the smell of the corpse was weaker than before. To be on the safe side, he and Zhuo Yingxian covered their mouths and noses with a cloth towel, and entered the cellar with a candlestick.

This cellar is not big, and there is nothing in it. Due to years of neglect, the practicability and airtightness of the cellar are also greatly reduced compared with normal cellars, so it will not suffocate people, so Zhuo Yingxian locked the iron crane guard in the cellar at that time. After getting here, he specifically told Brother Feng to pay attention to ventilating the cellar so that no one would get bored in it.

It's just that the cellar is still a cellar after all, and no one came to ventilate it after Brother Feng's death. It was damp and stuffy inside, and the weather was getting warmer since April, so the corpse rotted so quickly.

Nie Yunhan guarded Zhuo Yingxian behind him and asked him to wait at the steps, and only after he had lit up all the candlesticks on the wall and could clearly see the path under his feet, did he let him come over.

Zhuo Yingxian didn't make a sound all this time, just stood there obediently, even though he had thought of thousands of scenarios before he came down, but when the light came on in the cellar, his eyes immediately turned red when he saw the scene in front of him.

The Tie Crane Guard's rotten body was almost nothing but bones, his head was lying on the ground in a different place, the iron chains that imprisoned him were still wrapped around the bones of his hands, but his head flew a few feet away.

At the beginning, he was also a strong and strong man of seven feet, with a dignified appearance and a dignified appearance, but now he was reduced to a scattered skeleton.If he hadn't tied his hands with iron chains back then, no matter what kind of attack he encountered, he would still have the power to fight, and he wouldn't just be killed like this without the ability to resist——

Zhuo Yingxian's feet froze, and he couldn't help holding his breath, guilt and sorrow were about to overwhelm him.

Nie Yunhan squatted in front of the corpse and inspected it carefully, and saw that the bone at the big vertebra was broken cleanly, and sighed: "The assailant beheaded him with a knife, and he had the intention of killing him."

He stood up, looked around, and gestured: "There are no traces of fighting on the ground. There are blood splatters on the wall where the body is, and there is a blood mark on the wall near the head. It must be that the assailant came in and chopped off the person's head. Hit the wall before falling to the ground. The whole thing happened quickly and decisively, it must have been the killer's work."

Zhuo Yingxian gritted his teeth and forcibly suppressed his emotions: "So... now the fact is that not long after I left, a killer came here and killed Brother Feng and this Tie Hewei. Is he trying to silence me? Why? To do this?"

Nie Yunhan took a deep look at him, and saw that his face was covered with a cloth scarf, and only his eyes were exposed. Under the candlelight, there was a glint of water, and there was heart-pounding remorse and anger in his eyes, and he didn't know what to say. good.

The words of comfort are too weak, so he can only discuss the matter, so he said: "This matter is quite strange, we will take care of it later, don't think too much about it."

Zhuo Yingxian looked at the corpse and asked softly: "It has become like this, how should the corpse be buried?"

"I'll go find a piece of cloth and wrap him up." Nie Yunhan took two steps towards the entrance of the cellar, turned around and grabbed Zhuo Yingxian's wrist, "Come up with me."

He didn't want Zhuo Yingxian to face the corpse alone.

Zhuo Yingxian did not refuse, and was dragged by him obediently, and they went out of the cellar together.

They went to Brother Feng's room, took off the sheets on his bed, went back to the cellar, wrapped up Tie Hewei's bones and carried them up.

During the whole process, Zhuo Yingxian didn't say a word, and he nodded at what Nie Yunhan said, until the end, he wanted to hug the corpse of Tie Hewei.

Nie Yunhan followed him, took a shovel, picked up Brother Feng's body, went outside the courtyard and tied him to the horse.

Zhuo Yingxian was carrying the packaged bones, and there was only one thought in his mind: without flesh and blood, people are so light and light.

The two walked silently along the village road for an unknown amount of time, and finally saw a small hill at the end of the field. There were several wild graves in the hill, scattered in a disorderly manner, very much like the land under the earth. The fate of the buried person.

A bumpy life, hastily buried, although it is better than being thrown in a mass grave, but no one will remember it in the future.

Nie Yunhan glanced at Zhuo Yingxian, Zhuo Yingxian nodded at him.

So the two of them led the horses into the mountain bag and found a place in the sunny place.Zhuo Yingxian resolutely refused to ask Nie Yunhan to help, he wanted to dig out the grave himself and bury the two.

Nie Yunhan didn't intervene, stood aside and watched him digging, his mind was a little confused, on the one hand, he was concerned about the origin of this mysterious murderer, on the other hand, he couldn't help but pay attention to Zhuo Yingxian's every move move.

After the two of them were buried in peace, Zhuo Yingxian knelt in front of the two graves and said in his heart: "You two brothers, Ying Xian is sorry for you. I will definitely avenge you!"

After that, he bowed three times, got up and went to Nie Yunhan, and said in a hoarse voice, "Brother Han, I'm done."

Nie Yunhan looked at him, and the moonlight reflected the beads of sweat on his forehead. He raised his hand to gently wipe it away, and said softly, "Then let's go, and see if we can find a place to live on the way."

The two of them stink of corpses, so they must not go to the hotel to disturb other people. Although Brother Feng's house is empty, but he was implicated to death by them, so it is not good to disturb others in their remains.

Fortunately, not far away, I saw a ruined temple, which looked abandoned for a long time, with a few traces of firewood scattered on the ground, as if it had become a place for passers-by to stay overnight.

So they tied the horse outside the temple and entered the temple with their luggage.

Zhuo Ying picked up dead branches in a leisurely manner, and Nie Yunhan set up a fire with ease, and put some fuel into it.

The flames were blazing, and the branches were burning, making crackling noises. Zhuo Yingxian, who was cleaning the dust on the ground, noticed that facing the flames, Nie Yunhan subconsciously took a step back as if he had been pricked by a needle. , closed his eyes, as if forcibly suppressing a certain emotion in his heart.

"Brother Han?"

Nie Yunhan turned his head, met his caring eyes, and smiled with the corners of his mouth raised: "It's okay, my eyes are smoked."

"There is no need to light such a big fire, it is not too cold now."

"Well, I'll make it smaller."

The purpose of lighting the fire is to cook the vinegar, and the heat emitted by the vinegar can remove the body odor.

After Zhuo Yingxian understood his intentions, he searched around the ruined temple and found several rolls of rags and a few chipped porcelain bowls, which should have been left by people who stayed overnight, but they can be used Come cook the vinegar.

After Nie Yunhan made the flames small, he found a few broken bricks and built a simple stove. He poured the vinegar he got from Brother Feng's house into a chipped porcelain bowl and boiled it on the stove. After a while, it became sour. The smell filled the entire temple.

Then he ran out and cut a few strong and slender branches from the tree, and set up a shelf around the stove on three sides, and Zhuo Yingxian took off his coat and hung it on the shelf, and he could smoke the clothes and use the clothes as a barrier.

Zhuo Yingxian shook out the rolls of rags and spread them by the stove. After Nie Yunhan hung up the clothes, the two of them changed into another set of clothes, put the luggage under their heads as a pillow, and lay down on the rags .

After a day of tossing and emotional ups and downs, they were very tired at the moment, so Nie Yunhan said, "Go to sleep quickly."

Zhuo Yingxian turned to look at him: "Don't you need to take turns to watch?"

"No need, no one should know we're here right now."

"That's good." Zhuo Ying rested his hands on the pillow, closed his eyes slowly, and did not turn his back to him.

The hanging robes blocked three sides, and they slept against the wall. Nie Yunhan felt as if he and Zhuo Yingxian were wrapped in this small place, isolated from the world, peaceful and quiet, and his thoughts suddenly settled down in the turmoil of war down.

He looked at Zhuo Yingxian's fair face in the shadows, his soft jawline, and those trembling eyelashes, and said softly, "Ah Xian."

Zhuo Yingxian closed his eyes: "Huh?"

"Don't think too much about it." Nie Yunhan's voice was as low as raving, "Brother Han is always here."

"Yeah." Zhuo Yingxian's eyes were sour, he pretended nothing happened, and still closed his eyes, "I know."

Even if he pretended that everything was normal, at this moment, emotions were still rolling in his chest.When he is alone and helpless, having someone by his side is like wrapping him with a warm blanket on a cold day, keeping him warm from the inside out.

At this moment, he still feels guilty for implicating others, but he feels comforted by Nie Yunhan's existence.This person was like a stove that radiated heat all the time, and it made his eyes hot, and tears rolled out unknowingly.

The boy bleeds but not tears, Zhuo Yingxian knew he shouldn't cry.But no matter how repressed it is, the tears are not obedient, and they still have to flow out.

He didn't dare to raise his hand to wipe, fearing that Nie Yunhan would notice any movement, so he could only close his eyes and let it go, keeping his breathing as steady as possible so that no one would notice anything unusual.

He felt the people around him move, the familiar breath suddenly approached, and a pair of soft lips gently kissed the tear stains at the corners of his eyes.

The author has something to say:

Brother Han: Impulsive...

Pihui Dan, Suhe Xiangyuan and using vinegar steam to remove body odor all come from the wisdom of the predecessors "Xianyuanlu"