Chapter 153 Sending a Message
My muscles twitched involuntarily, and with a slight movement, I felt as if my whole body had been drained of strength, and cold sweat broke out unconsciously.
"Go back and look carefully. Don't move now." Shang Wan didn't expose his assertiveness, but his expression turned cold.
She tore off the hem of her skirt, simply wrapped Lu Chengjing's right arm and hung it around her neck.
Hearing that Shang Wan's tone was wrong, Lu Chengjing grabbed her wrist and whispered, "I'm fine."
Shang Wan rolled his eyes at him, said "Don't move" and dug a hole.
Feeding the corpse to the wolves is just a talk. If the wolves get used to eating human flesh, it will be troublesome to enter the village.
After burying the man in black, Shang Wan took the weapon from Chu Xu and used the excuse of hiding the weapon in the wolf's den, but actually secretly put it into the space.
Shang Wan said: "I have buried fifteen corpses in total. How many men in black are besieging you?"
Shitou said: "I didn't count carefully, but there must be more than fifteen."
Shang Wan looked at Lu Chengjing. Lu Chengjing closed his eyes and recalled for a moment, then said slowly: "There are nineteen people in total, including the salesman, there are twenty people in total."
"Tsk, four of them ran away." Shang Wan poked a hole in the ground with his finger.
Chu Xu said nervously: "Will they come again?"
Shang Wan looked at him and said, "It depends on how valuable you are in their eyes."
Chu Xu immediately regretted being lazy when practicing before.
Shang Wan patted the mud on his hands and stood up, saying to everyone: "It's not a problem to stay in the wolf's den all the time. Go back first."
Everyone has recovered some strength. Shang Wan picked up Xiao Huan, Shitou and Lu Chengjing supported each other, and Chu Xu hugged Yuanyuan, and the group found their way down the mountain.
Yuanyuan's sleep was unexpectedly good, and she didn't show any sign of waking up even though she was hugged and hugged by everyone.
Chu Xu raised his hand and poked her fleshy cheek. His father and brother always said that he had a big heart. They should come and see Yuanyuan. He could sleep soundly when being chased. This is how he really has a big heart.
On the way down the mountain, Shang Wan briefly explained what happened on his side.
"There are two groups of people now. Those who kidnapped the children and those who set fire to the Gao family should be the same group. I don't know if the fisherman is from the assassin side or the kidnapped kid side."
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A group of people stood in front of the wooden shed, and Shang Wan heard a familiar voice.
She put down the small ring and told Lu Chengjing and Shitou to hide themselves and not go out. It was hard to explain her embarrassment.
She lowered her head and looked at herself. Except that her skirt was missing a bit, there was nothing wrong with her.
Chu Xu's condition was not bad. Although his clothes were messy, at least there was no blood on him.
"A-Nian, come with me." Shang Wan hugged Yuanyuan and walked out, and Chu Xu hurriedly followed.
The two of them approached the wooden shed as if nothing had happened.
The people standing on this side of the wooden shed were all members of the Li family, the Wu family and the Cui family. They came to thank Shang Wan for finding their children.
Shang Wan accepted the thank you gift, and a group of people left in no hurry, chatting with Shang Wan there.
Wu Mingli glanced around and asked doubtfully: "Why is there still blood on the ground?"
"It's chicken blood. The chicken was killed just now but was not tied tightly. The chicken's neck was cut and it was still flying around." Shang Wan smiled, "It's all over the place and we haven't had time to clean it up."
She saw a man's body when she went home before. Fortunately, she threw the body into the cellar, otherwise it would be terrible if these people saw it.
After chatting for a while, Shang Wan excused himself to clean the house and let everyone do what they wanted.
Everyone was not without a look at the euphemistic words for excluding guests, and they all said they had unfinished work at home and said goodbye to leave.
When no one was left, Shang Wan turned around and picked up Xiao Huan. He supported Lu Chengjing with a stone and walked home together. Chu Xu had already placed Yuanyuan on the bed and covered the sleeping little guy with a small blanket.
Shang Wan came in with Xiao Huan in his arms, "A Nian, take Yuanyuan to my place to sleep."
She had to carefully look at Xiaohuan's injuries here.
"Okay." Chu Xu agreed, picking up Yuanyuan with a small blanket and moving her around.
Cleaning the wounds, applying medicine and bandaging, there were three more wounded people at home, and Shang Wan was very busy.
Chu Xu wanted to help, but the young master didn't know how to take care of others and had never done any work before, so he was very limited in what he could do.
His own injuries were not fully healed yet. After running for so long, he was shocked and scared. Although the child held on and didn't show it, Shang Wan couldn't really pretend that he didn't know.
If Chu Xu also falls, she will have to take care of one more person. After thinking about it, I rushed the children to accompany Yuanyuan and call her if anything unusual happened.
After all the wounded were taken care of, two hours had passed. Shang Wan rested against the door for a while and began to deal with the traces of fighting and blood around him.
It was quick to deal with this. After finishing it, she ran to the cellar and moved the body out.
Before, he was rushing to rescue people in the mountains and didn't look carefully when he threw the bodies. Now, when he took a closer look, Shang Wan found that the salesman's figure was similar to that of a fisherman.
Could this guy be a fisherman?
She rummaged through the seller's body and the two baskets he picked up, and found some fishing lines and hooks. They looked used, and there were some dried meat on the hooks.
However, the appearance of this corpse does not look like those of Xixia people, but more like that of Dazhou people.
Shang Wan turned the body over and opened the clothes on his back, exposing the entire back.
There is a tiger head tattoo on the right shoulder blade.
Shang Wan stared at the tattoo for a moment. It was indeed the same as the ones on the shoulder blades of the men in black.
The bodyguards are considered confidants. The generals of Xixia would not choose people from the Zhou Dynasty when choosing their bodyguards, right?
After thinking about it, she raised her voice and shouted: "A Nian, come out!"
"Here we come!" Chu Xu ran out after hearing the voice and squatted down next to Shang Wan.
"Does this look like a Xixia man to you?" Shang Wan turned the corpse's face so that Chu Xu could see clearly.
"No." Chu Xu had seen the salesman's face before and answered firmly.
Shang Wan pointed him to the tiger head tattoo on the back of the body, "Then how do you explain this?"
"How is that possible?" Chu Xu's cat eyes widened slightly, and he lost his voice, "It's impossible!"
General Huwei hated the Zhou people the most and had a bad habit of abusing prisoners. How could he let a Zhou people be his personal guard?
Shang Wan narrowed his eyes and thought for a moment, then said to him: "You'd better talk to your father and brother about this matter."
Chu Xu glanced at her, "Will you help me deliver the letter?"
Shang Wan closed the clothes on the back of the body and said, "Where are the three wounded people at home? I have to stay and take care of them. If those assassins come again, can you deal with them?"
Chu Xu... Of course not.
But letters can only be sent to people you trust.
Shang Wan thought for a moment and asked, "Can you write encrypted letters? The kind that only you and your son can understand, and no one else can. Even if it is intercepted, you won't know what is written in the letter. Can you?"
Chu Xu blinked blankly, and Shang Wan knew there was no chance after seeing his expression. Originally, she just asked casually without any hope.
Unexpectedly, Chu Xu nodded towards her.
"I can write, but only my brother can understand."
This is a little game that my brother often plays with him.