Chapter 53 Children
Chapter 53 Children
Slanted eyes, crooked mouths, and unbalanced facial features make these taciturn, dark and thin villagers look strange.
The strangest thing is that among these people, there is not a single female villager.
Except for the village chief's granddaughter, all those shown now are men.
The villagers carefully turned Cheng Zhipeng's head back, closed his eyes, and placed them on a wooden board.
Tian Dawei clamored to leave and call the police, He Miao was shivering while holding the dog, Chen Qingshan kept sighing, Sun Liang frowned and said nothing, Tong Li cried until her heart broke, but Cheng Zhipeng, who was already dead, was lying there quite peacefully. .
The old village chief looked at Cheng Zhipeng's body with a complicated expression, then turned and entered the house.
Li Mu glanced at the old village chief, then turned back, nodded to Bai Yanliang and the others, and followed in.
It seemed... that he planned to personally contact the old village chief who had the biggest problem.
"Meet at noon, everyone, be careful." After Yu Hanzhou said this, he turned and walked in the other direction, and Su Qian quickly followed.
When Huang Yourong saw this, he turned around and left without saying a word.
Lin Yan nodded kindly to Bai Yanliang and Yu Sheng, and said: "Be careful, don't explore too much in the survival mission, and waiting cautiously for the end of time is the best way."
Yu Sheng expressed his gratitude to Lin Yan for his kindness, but Bai Yanliang seemed to be distracted and did not respond to Lin Yan's words.
After a while, Wuji and others had already left.
They are not criminal police and are not interested in Cheng Zhipeng's death at all.
Perhaps only Tian Dawei still felt that someone had killed Cheng Zhipeng. The others more or less noticed something was wrong. Although Cheng Zhipeng had an honest and responsible character, he had a strong physique and was an out-and-out strong man.
Who can kill someone instantly without causing any trauma?
The answer is obvious.
"This girl, does she have trouble with her legs and feet?"
Bai Yanliang came to his senses and looked up. The person speaking was actually the village chief's granddaughter.
She did not look at Bai Yanliang, but looked at Yu Sheng on Bai Yanliang's back with some sympathy.
"If you don't mind, I have a wheelchair there that I can lend to you temporarily."
Both Bai Yanliang and Yu Sheng were a little surprised when they heard this sentence.
The word wheelchair... always makes people feel a little strange when hearing it in a remote mountain village.
"Thank you so much." Although he was doubtful, Bai Yanliang showed a hearty smile.
The village chief's granddaughter nodded slightly, turned and left.
Bai Yanliang carried Yu Sheng on his back and waited quietly.
He didn't speak, and neither did Yu Sheng.
After a while, she pushed out a wheelchair, looked at Yu Sheng, and said:
"My mother's legs and feet are also inconvenient. This is what she used to use. Now she has passed away... Please don't mind."
Yu Sheng shook his head repeatedly and thanked: "No, thank you... By the way, I don't know yet... What is your name?"
"I...call me Lu Bingyan." She didn't seem to want to talk more. After saying her name, she turned and left.
Bai Yanliang put Yu Sheng in the wheelchair and looked at Lu Bingyan's back thoughtfully.
"What are you planning to do?"
Looking back, Bai Yanliang asked Yu Sheng.
Yu Sheng was stunned for a moment, then touched the rather old wheelchair and said, "Go ahead, I can do it."
Bai Yanliang nodded and left without looking back.
Yu Sheng suddenly smiled, the smile was very faint, but very true.
She turned the wheelchair by herself and went in the direction Lu Bingyan left.
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Bai Yanliang stood in the village, looking up and around. The mountains in Jiuxue Village are very different in shape from those in the Yeseong area.
The mountains in Yecheng are like bulging steamed buns, while the mountains in Jiuxue Village are like erected saw teeth. The sharp and sharp mountains are full of severity and indifference.
However, the vegetation nearby is not thin. It is located in the south and rarely snows. The origin of the name of this snow-covered village is obviously another story.
Coming down a slope, Bai Yanliang walked to the entrance of the village again.
Now that the sky is getting brighter, the appearance of the village can be seen more clearly.
Except for the village chief's house, there are basically adobe houses in the village, with yellow mud walls and black tile roofs. They are short and simple.
Some houses are only covered with thick straw, which is tightly tied and laid in layers, with a few cold stones pressed on top.
Bai Yanliang's movements were quickly heard by others.
Three dark-skinned village boys raised their heads and looked him up and down.
According to the old village chief, no outsiders have come to Jiuxue Village for a long time.
Bai Yanliang glanced at the three children and waved to them.
Driven by curiosity, one of the taller and older village boys walked towards him, followed by the other two.
When they got closer, Bai Yanliang smelled the faint odor on their bodies, which was the smell of sweat and stains that had not been cleaned for a long time.
Their clothes and trousers were covered with plaster from top to bottom, and the original color of these shabby clothes could no longer be seen clearly.
Moreover, it seems that they are worn regardless of the season. Maybe they only have one set of clothes. After putting them on, they naturally have no intention of taking them off and washing them.
"Tell brother, what are those?"
Bai Yanliang knelt down and smiled gently at them.
The ones he was talking about were iron cages covered with black cloth at the door of every house.
The three children looked at each other and suddenly grinned.
Bai Yanliang's eyes turned cold, and he quickly stood up and retreated.
Right where he was squatting just now, the thin, black kid slashed past with a sickle.
Seeing Bai Yanliang dodge his scythe, he looked at him with bright eyes.
Bai Yanliang also looked at them quietly.
Their eyes are bright, but they are not innocently bright.
No... maybe that's a kind of innocence too.
However, what they have is not pure kindness, but... pure evil.
"Clothes... things."
The slightly taller child in the lead pointed at Bai Yanliang with a childish voice.
They didn't seem to talk very often, and when they spoke they spoke in strange tones.
Bai Yanliang shook his head and ignored him.
The child who had just wielded the sickle saw this and slashed at him again.
Bai Yanliang raised his foot and struck him in the face with a whip kick.
He didn't have the consciousness to bully the younger ones at all. With this kick, the skinny black child's teeth flew out on the spot, and he fell to the ground and fainted.
Bai Yanliang's behavior seemed to finally make them feel that this person was not easy to deal with.
The two children dragged the fainted child away quickly without shouting.
Bai Yanliang moved his ankles and frowned slightly.
What kind of growth environment will make children develop the habit of grabbing things they see?
Could it be that... the people in this village were originally a group of bandits?
Bai Yanliang touched his chin, it was possible...
(End of chapter)