Blizzard tilted and shredded the sight in front of him.

Zhuo Fei sat on the ground and wanted to shout, but he opened his mouth and didn't make a sound.

Zhang Xiaojian stood in place, but in just a few tens of seconds, the brim of his hat on his shoulders was full of falling snow, if he continued to move, within half an hour, he would become a snowman.

The blizzard was also covering the corpse in front of him, and the snowflakes were covering one by one, covering the black clothes, covering the human face, and covering the pit that Zhang Xiaojian and Zhuo Feizi had created at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

The picture in front of me is not elegant, and can even be described as dirty, but it is shocking enough.

Every man has some longing for police and gangster movies, Zhang Xiaojian has watched almost all the more well-received police and gangster movies on the market, not to mention the strange ways of death in these films and televisions, and the various artistic ways of death in the American drama "Hannibal", Zhang Xiaojian has watched a lot, and he feels that is the case.

But when the corpse with an ordinary death method and an ordinary style is really displayed in front of him, which past experience is all fart.

No matter how disgusting the way of death Zhang Xiaojian was, what an artistic way of death, at this moment his face was extremely pale, and it was estimated that it was the whitest moment of his life.

He couldn't help but feel like vomiting because he smelled blood in the snow.

It's not strong, it's very light, and you won't notice it even if you don't sniff it carefully in the cold air, but now this smell lingers on the tip of your nose and lingers for a long time.

Zhang Xiaojian took a step back, this step was so big that he almost didn't touch his crotch, his pupils began to lose focus, and the picture of the future tense in his mind quickly retraced.

Wang Wan'er's condition worsened.

They went to the health clinic in Feiluan village to get an injection.

Uncle Sun's eggs, and Yaya's reddened eyes.

The snow scene all the way into the highway, and the traffic broadcast.

Willow eyebrows proposed, and they entered the path.

Laughter and laughter passed through the village and came to the mountain road.

Up the hill, winding the mountain road.

Enter the top of the mountain, come to the exit, and meet Yue Liang.

Didn't see a car!

Not a single car!

Zhang Xiaojian had no professional experience, he was not sure of the time of death of the corpse in front of him, but he remembered the shovel in the wooden house, the shovel was covered with snow and water, and he didn't care about it at first.

But this detail... Ponder carefully.

Now that Mo Zhu, Liu Mei and Wang Wan'er were all in the wooden house, what would Yue Liang do if he noticed it and knew that they had found the corpse because of the absurdity of peeing?

Zhang Xiaojian didn't dare to think about it, probably because the most important person in his life was in danger now, and his mind instinctively figured out everything in a few seconds.

Then he did the first thing.

covered the mouth of Zhuo Fei, who opened his mouth and gasped for breath, wanting to scream.

Zhuo Fei let out a 'woo' sound and saw Zhang Xiaojian's determined eyes.

Zhang Xiaojian pointed to the room, then to the corpse that had been covered with snowflakes, then to his neck, and finally stretched out a finger and put it to his mouth.

Zhuo Fei's big eyes widened his double eyelids, he kept breathing, and kept spraying white mist, and after a full ten seconds, he swallowed his saliva and stretched out his fist.

Zhang Xiaojian nodded, pointed to the door, and the two of them were nervously sweating left and right, and cautiously came to the door, quite like breaking into the door in a police movie.

It's just that they didn't knock on the door, but after Zhuo Fei nodded, Zhang Xiaojian smashed open the dilapidated wooden door with his shoulder!

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Rewind the clock three minutes ago.

Zhang Xiaojian and Zhuo Fei hooked their shoulders and pushed open the wooden door and went out to pee.

Yue Liang sat on the ground and was nervous to the extreme, while the three beautiful women in front of him were talking and laughing like flowers.

The reason why I laughed was because I looked at Wang Wan'er carefully and found that she had indeed been covered with too many clothes, and now she looked so bloated that her little head seemed to have no neck in the high bulging down jacket.

Ye Mozhu smiled and asked, "Is it hot?" ”

Wang Wan'er wanted to nod... But I found that I couldn't go down a little, so I had to say, "A little." ”

Liu Mei said: "The heat can't be taken off, rest for a while, let's go, it's still early, even if we can't go back to Ningyuan, we have to find a similar place." ”

Ye Mozhu smiled and said: "It seems that after leaving this small village, there is a hot spring hotel not far away." ”

Liu Mei's eyes lit up, of course I couldn't take a bath in Feiluan Village these days, if there was a hot spring hotel, wouldn't it be beautiful...

She was thinking about how to tease the two of them when Ye Mozhu and Wang Wan'er stripped naked at night, when there was a soft sound outside the wooden room.

They didn't feel anything, but they saw Yue Liang, who seemed to be in a bad mood all along, looking at them.

Yue Liang knew that he couldn't take risks, as long as he took risks, he would ruin his life.

His eyes were full of ferocity, and his clenched teeth made his cheeks bulge, but at this time, Ye Mozhu, who had already taken out his mobile phone to search for a nearby hot spring hotel, said: "If it's not far away, we can call a car to pick up Uncle Sun and Yaya, Yaya will be very happy, right?"

This is a very ordinary, ordinary to casual and lightweight, and it will be completely forgotten by people in daily life after a second.

But when it fell on Yue Liang's ears, there was a magical change.

He and Uncle Sun have a very good relationship, although he has only met a few times after Yaya was born, they are also close.

Otherwise, he would not have carried a bag of sweet potatoes and a bag of potatoes to Uncle Sun's house, and he could also see that the girls from the city in front of him had a good relationship with Uncle Sun and Yaya.

It doesn't matter... The important thing is that at the moment when he was extremely frightened by the difficulties God had created for him, and his spiritual defense line was about to collapse, Ye Mozhu mentioned Uncle Sun and Yaya, and this sentence was like a fuse, blowing up the dirt on his conscience.

So his fierce eyes quickly changed, and he knelt on the ground of the wooden house, and suddenly began to choke.

Ye Mozhu, Liu Mei and Wang Wan'er heard the ugly sound in his throat and looked at him, thinking that he had suddenly suffered from some illness.

Just as he was about to ask, the wooden door was broken.

Zhang Xiaojian, who had some bloodshot eyes, rushed in and locked on to the kneeling Yue Liang for the first time.

Zhang Xiaojian didn't know if this was Yue Liang praying or what, he just saw that Ye Mozhu and the three of them were fine, and an extremely ferocious punch hit Yue Liang in the face.

Yue Liang's whole person was planted on his side, and his head collided with the old and weathered wooden block floor on the ground.

The long strip of wood that had been hit shattered in the middle, sending sawdust and slag flying and a small pinch of dust.

Zhuo Fei followed, but found that Yue Liang, who had been hit hard by Zhang Xiaojian's punch, had fallen to the ground, and when he was about to struggle to support his body, Zhang Xiaojian slammed another kick on his face.

I don't know if it was the blood flowing from the nostrils, or the blood spurting from the mouth met the sawdust and the slag that had been flying higher and falling before, and then dyed, and then landed.

- Yue Liang lay on the ground motionless like a dead dog.

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