"How so! It was fine last night, why did you die! ……”

There was a cry, and I looked sideways. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

It was a young woman who had squeezed through the crowd and was lying on the corpse crying loudly. She looked grief-stricken, which moved everyone present, and from time to time someone next to her persuaded her and pulled her.

"Since a person is dead, you must take good care of yourself." A woman in her mid-middle years of the crowd persuaded.

But the woman kept crying regardless of it, and her voice was split.

"What's wrong?" Aoyama also came at this time, and he only saw a group of people around him, and he didn't notice what was happening in the middle of the crowd. I motioned for Aoyama to look into the crowd, and he was suddenly startled, and his face became ugly, "This ...... What's going on?! ”

Qingshan said, looking at Dr. Xiao. "My lord, this is ......"

I noticed that Aoyama's tone was slightly reserved, "Aoyama, do you know them?" ”

Qingshan looked at Dr. Xiao again, very careful, and then turned his head and replied to me, "The one who died is called Changjing, and the woman who cried for him is his wife, Shulan." ”

"Doctor Xiao, did you already know their identities just now?" I was even more confused, and I just felt that Dr. Xiao's reaction just now was a little difficult to explain, unless he already knew how the deceased died when he heard me describe the characteristics of the deceased to him for the first time, and who was he? But that's probably not possible.

Dr. Xiao didn't deliberately hide it, hesitated, and just said, "I just happened to guess." It's just that this Changjing has some origins, his grandfather was a warrior in the clan, and later Shu died in battle, so Changjing's father inherited the honor of Shuji, if Changjing didn't die, after his father died, then all this is Changjing's. ”

So, there are reasons for profit.

"My lord, what should I do now?" The villagers were a little worried in the face of a corpse, you push me, I will push you for a long time, and finally sent a person who seemed to be useless to ask Dr. Xiao.

I suddenly felt that Dr. Xiao's status in the village was a bit like that of the village chief.

"Carry him back to the village first, how he died, we have to find out again." After Dr. Xiao finished speaking, he only waved his hand, and a villager stepped forward to lift his chair and walk back.

After watching Dr. Xiao leave, I stayed and observed the people around me.

Qingshan looked dumbfounded as the villagers lifted Changjing's body up, and muttered, "Why is something really wrong?" ”

I'm sure I heard the tone in which he said that very clearly, as if he was not surprised that the man named Changjing would die, but was a little surprised and frightened that his sudden death had happened. I don't really hope that Changjing's death has anything to do with Aoyama, and I'm a little worried about what the Aoyama brother who saved my life has anything to do with this case. I looked at Qingshan and thought about it a lot, and then found that Yushan didn't follow him, "What about Yushan?" ”

"No, it's not ......" Aoyama was distracted at the time, and when he first heard my words, he obviously hadn't reacted to the situation, so he instinctively denied it, but soon, Aoyama shut up. He realized that he might have said the wrong thing, but he didn't explain anything, he just didn't say a word.

"You say, what's not?" I naturally noticed that he was different from his usual nervousness, and even if I didn't want it to have anything to do with him, I wanted to confirm that he was indeed innocent.

But Aoyama didn't want to defend anything.

Aoyama's reaction today was really strange, too strange. In my impression, Aoyama is very honest, a very honest and simple person, his thinking is very simple, and he is really kind, his face is a little round, his body looks very strong, but he is a very good bully. He has a very good relationship with the people in the village, sometimes walking on the road, almost everyone will take the initiative to greet him, he has a good relationship with the children in the village, every time he goes out hunting, he will pick some delicious wild fruits and stuff them into his waist pocket, bring them back, a group of children around the entrance of the village, he is very happy to see him, Qingshan will give the wild fruits to the children, and the children will affectionately call him Brother Qingshan.

Compared with Qingshan, Yushan looks more clever, Yushan is two years younger than Qingshan, and his body is thinner, compared to Qingshan, who looks simple and strong, Yushan is more handsome and handsome. But Yushan is also a very kind person, he is more cheerful and outstanding. The two brothers live in the village and depend on each other, and their relationship has always been very good, working and living together.

When they found me at the bottom of the mountain, they carried me back to the village to find Dr. Xiao, and only then did they pick up my life. In winter, there are many fewer animals in the mountains, and most of them no longer come out frequently, and the people in this village will take advantage of the autumn to stock up on enough food in case they go hungry in the cold winter. Now it is a harsh winter, the weather is cooler, and the people in the village rarely go out, but because of Dr. Xiao's words, they said that my illness needs fresh wild boar liver as medicine, so they went to the mountains to hunt wild boars. How could such kind brothers hurt others?

Qingshan has a girl who grew up with a childhood sweetheart, named Moon Cicada. I've seen the cicada a few times, she is very beautiful, she speaks very gently, and she always has a warm smile in her eyes, which is a good match for Qingshan.

"Miss Huo Xi."

I heard someone call me, and I turned around. Recognizing that he was also from the village, I nodded to him, and he stood at a distance from me and said, "Your Excellency, please come and go." ”

When he said adults, he naturally meant Dr. Xiao.

……

"Doctor Xiao, are you looking for me?" As soon as I entered the door, I asked to remind him that I was here.

Dr. Xiao sat alone in his room, his house was made of stone and earth, and the outside of the wall was covered with earth and dead leaves, and there was a fire in the house, but it was not very warm. But in this village, he is the warmest place here.

"Sit down." He lifted his hand to the side and told me to sit down.

I found a clean wooden stool and sat down, "Do you have something to do with me?" ”

"Don't worry." He seemed to sense that I was defensive, "Just wanted to ask you what you think about Changjing's death." ”

I don't know why he asked me about it out of the blue, so I kept my guesses to it. After all, I am soft-spoken here, and it is really inconvenient to express too many opinions, so I thought about it, "I only know that he should be from the village, but I have only met him once or twice, and I have some impressions, but I don't know who he is, so I don't dare to speculate." ”

"You don't have to worry too much, it's just you and me here, I just found out today that you don't seem to be afraid of corpses, and you have unique opinions, so I want to come to you and see if you have any ideas." He smiled lightly, although he didn't know what kind of gorgeous scenery his eyes were under the black veil, but the smile on his lips was very warm, and there was no sense of distance, as he said, he smiled bitterly, "It's just that because I can't see anything, I can't find anything, so I want to ask you for help, while the matter can still be controlled, solve it as soon as possible." ”

"While things can still be controlled?!" I had some doubts about his words, and although the people of the village respected him very much, to me he was nothing more than a blind but very skilled doctor, and why he would make such a serious statement.

Dr. Xiao did not directly deny my speculation, but explained in a plausible manner, "Because the people in this village are different from other people, if this matter cannot be found out as soon as possible, once the matter is publicized, it will definitely cause trouble." ”

I bowed my head, unwilling to wade into the muddy waters again.

"Huo Xi?" Doctor Xiao couldn't hear my movements, so he could only call me, "Miss Huo Xi? ”

"Yes." I answered. He didn't say anything, but I was afraid that he sensed that I didn't want to be involved, so he stopped trying to convince, and the atmosphere suddenly became quiet, which made people feel a little uncomfortable. "I ...... I'm because ...... It's not, it's just ......"

"It's okay." He said softly, but he couldn't hear any displeasure in his tone, and he didn't blame me in the slightest, not because he wanted to relieve me, but ......, "You don't have to promise anything, everything here has nothing to do with you, you can choose your situation by your heart, and you don't have to say some excuses against your will." ”

He's ......

"Dr. Xiao." I was confused, because his words, as if he was thinking about me from my point of view, not only did he guess my thoughts, but he also encouraged me and supported me to choose the more selfish side, why is that? I had already felt that he didn't have the sense of distance that a stranger should have from me, and he spoke casually like a friend who had known me for a long time. "May I ask you a question?"

Is it just because I'm his patient?

"You say." He took a slow breath, a little imperceptible nervousness.

It should be because he couldn't see it for a while, so he underestimated the state he was in, so I found out that he was nervous. So my doubts about him became even more. Only in a state of high concentration will people have this reaction of lifting a breath, because the heart beats rapidly, the chest cavity naturally feels stuffy, and you need to take a breath to ease your panic. Why? Why, why do I ask him this way when I ask him a question?

But if he was really worried about what I was going to ask, he could have rejected me and refused to answer my question. And now, he was nervous, a little anxious, and his hands seemed to be naturally on his legs, but he unconsciously bent his fingers slightly and clenched his fists.

He tilted his ears, as if he was afraid of missing something.

I didn't think it was the best place to ask him why he was doing this to me, so I decided to change the subject. "I want to ask you, do you believe that people can go from one world to another? And that other world is not the world after death. ”