Chapter 716

"If it's home on Wednesday, I really want to see his children," Zian said with a smile

Murong Jie thinks of her appearance when she listens to the conversation on Wednesday. Her eyes are clearly envied, and she can't help feeling ashamed.

Holding her soft hand, she whispered, "OK, let's go and ask."

They came down from the foot of the mountain, so they entered the village from the back mountain. They didn't see the name of the village.

Murong Jie knew that there were several villages nearby, and he remembered their names, but he had never been here, so he did not know what village it was. After dark, every household lights up. The wind is very light and the smoke is curling up. When Zian looks at it, he can only feel the lights of every family, which is unspeakably comfortable and quiet. He hears the barking of dogs from afar. On both sides of the village road, the house is still. The voice of father scolding his son comes out in the yard, which makes people feel calm.

"If only we could do nothing but come here and live our own life." Zi an sighed.

Murong Jie's hand clenched more tightly and said, "yes."

He looked up, his eyes were as black as ink, and he couldn't see his emotions clearly.

Suddenly, there was a scream in front of me, followed by the sound of running.

Murong Jie and Zi an looked at each other and ran to the place where the voice came out.

It was a thatched cottage with a small yard. A middle-aged woman came out. She looked flustered and screamed "dead, dead." the neighbors came to see her.

Zi'an and Murong Jie looked in and saw a pile of broken eggs in the yard. The basket was spinning beside them.

If you look in a little more, you can see blood flowing all over the floor near the Chaifang, and a woman with a high stomach is lying on the ground.

Zi'an and Murong Jie were both surprised and rushed in.

The pregnant woman cut her neck with a kitchen knife and died of excessive blood loss. About half an hour after she died, the kitchen knife stained with blood fell beside her.

Murong Jie looked at Xian Zian. Zian shook his head with a pale face. "He's out of breath."

It was cut down to the main artery of his neck. He lost too much blood, and death would come soon. There was almost no pain.

"How could that be? How could this happen? What about Wednesday? "

In the crowd, a voice rang out. Murong Jie looked over and saw an old man come trembling, his face shocked with grief.

Zian was shocked, "Wednesday?"

This is Wednesday's daughter-in-law?

Oh, my God. Look at the belly. It's almost labor.

Murong Jie suddenly took zi'an's hand, dragged it back, drew out the scar rope on zi'an's arm, raised his hand forward, and the scar rope tied a poisonous snake back.

People were shocked, "five step snake?"

The snake was entangled by scar rope. After several struggles, it lost its breath.

Murong Jie took down the lantern from the yard and illuminated the firewood room. He saw a man lying on the firewood stack. He was out of breath.

It's Wednesday!

Zi an's face is pale, can't believe a half hour ago still see a living person, suddenly died.

Murong Jie had a check. On Wednesday, he was bitten by a poisonous snake on his leg. There were traces of poisonous snake's teeth left on his leg. The wound was black.

"Bitten to death by a poisonous snake!" Murong Jie said in a deep voice.

Zi an has seen many dead people, both in the past and in this life. Especially after the tragedy of wolf tail mountain, she felt that nothing could shock her.

However, looking at Wednesday when she was bitten to death by a poisonous snake and Wednesday's sister-in-law who died of her husband, she felt cold all over.

How could that be?

Today, I still listen to Wednesday's plan for his future. It is clear that this is a hard road for him, but at least he can see hope for happiness. But after an hour and a half, everything stops.

She didn't know how she left the village.

My ears are buzzing. I only remember that before I left, I heard Murong Jie tell people to report to the government and find Wuzuo.

When she got out of the official road, she saw the carriage waiting by the side of the road. She also saw xiaosun coming up. Xiaosun's face was obviously worried.

Murong Jie held her up, she suddenly felt the world whirling, in front of a black, ear voice suddenly sharp up, she heard Murong Jie panic and cried: "Zi an!"

Everyone knows nothing.

She fell into a dream.

Identity change, seven is Wednesday, she is Wednesday's daughter-in-law.

She is pregnant. Lao Qi comes back from cutting firewood outside, kisses her on the stomach, and then gently tells her that he is going to cook for her.

She sat happily in the hall, stroking her abdomen and imagining the days to come.

I don't know whether the child is a boy or a girl? What's the name? What will the child do in the future?

All of a sudden, she thought more, but, after all, she was happy, with a happy smile rippling between her eyebrows.

Old seven cooking for a long time did not come back, usually this time, he is ready to carry in.She called out of the door, "old seven!"

No response.

Her voice is very loud. Lao Qi should have heard it.

But he didn't answer.

She stood up, put her hand on her abdomen, and went out slowly. When she came to the kitchen, she saw Lao Qi lying on the firewood stack, no longer breathing.

She saw the kitchen knife. Lao Qi made mushroom bone soup tonight. The kitchen knife cuts bones.

There is a voice echoing in my head. Old seven is dead. What am I still alive to do?

She picked up the kitchen knife and cut it down to her neck.

Blood spattered out, spilled all over the ground, she saw the wound, saw the wound on her neck.

Zi an suddenly opens his eyes, but sees Lao Qi sitting beside her with haggard face, worried and anxious.

"Old seven!" Zian struggled to get up, grabbed his hand and said, "no, my sister-in-law didn't commit suicide on Wednesday. She was killed."

Murong Jie looked at her and said softly, "did you have a nightmare? Don't be afraid. "

"No, it's not," Zi an was worried. She had a lot of doubts in her stomach, but she didn't know how to say it.

She didn't commit suicide. In her dream, she picked up a kitchen knife and cut off her neck artery. She wanted to cut it with her backhand. The edge of the knife would extend from the back and the place where it fell would be slightly lighter. However, she saw the wound of sister-in-law on Wednesday. It was very smooth and sharp, and the edge of the knife was more powerful.

It's cut down by people. It's cut down by people. The strength of the knife is the heaviest.

That dream is a reflection of her accumulated experience. At that time, she was panicked and her brain didn't turn around, but the wound was printed into her brain. This dream is a warning.

"Believe me, really, she didn't commit suicide. She was killed..." Zi an said casually, worried, worried and suspicious. His mind was like a mess of silk threads, but he couldn't straighten it out.

"Zian, Zian!" Murong Jie hugged her, patted her back gently, and comforted her: "it's OK. Don't worry. I've been investigated. It's suicide. Don't think much about it."

His voice was deep, gentle and persuasive.

"Really? Is it really suicide? " Zi an murmurs a tunnel, is it that she remembers wrongly? That wound, isn't that? What happened to her recently? Always feel in a trance, what's wrong?

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