Chapter 142: Cause of Death

As soon as Chun Ge said this, everyone was shocked, this guy was in the healthiest period of his life, and no one would believe that a person who had just eaten three bowls of rice would return to the West in a blink of an eye, so everyone classified what Chun Ge said as nonsense.

Other people's reactions were not too big, at most they had an attitude of watching the excitement, but the person concerned was different, but he was also a young and vigorous guy, how could he be so slandered, so he turned his throat to the peak with an angry face.

"You little girl, how can you say such a thing?" That guy spoke the local dialect of Liuxian, and with his expression, it was simply the beginning of the male version of the shrew scolding the street.

Chun Ge has not dismounted at this time, he has made up for his shortcomings in height, he is superior, and he is indifferent, so his appearance is a little underwhelming.

"I'm telling the truth, you better hurry home, lest your family won't find you later." Although Chun Ge didn't understand the dialect here, he guessed the general meaning of that sentence with his understanding of people, and not only answered, but also the virtue of believing it or not was even more maddening.

Ji Qian, who was closest to Chunge, didn't need to observe Chunge positively to guess the girl's current expression at all, but he didn't understand that Chunge was not a difficult person to get along with, and even as long as she wanted to, she could win everyone's favor, why would she lose her temper with the same ignorant village name in such a rural place. But at this moment, there are many people, and Ji Qian is not easy to ask, so he can only wait on horseback for Chunge to end the matter.

"You girl don't know what to do, where are you, see if I don't teach you a lesson for your parents." Saying that, the guy approached Ji Qian's horse and tried to pull Chun Ge down.

Just as a group of spectators were waiting for the guy to teach the two horsemen a good lesson, Ji Qian, who was on horseback, hooked the corners of his mouth, tilted his head and asked, "Are you sure you want to do it?" ”

The peak turned around, the big guy absolutely couldn't believe that this thin man on horseback, a scholar-like person, dared to say 'threat', and the most important thing was that momentum, like a cold air current, shook the whole audience into popsicles, and really controlled the situation.

The young man's hand was brushed back in Ji Qian's casual scrutiny, his little heart was about to beat fast in a breath, and he said in a trembling voice in line with the principle that the loser does not lose the battle: "How can I do it, which eye of yours sees me do it." ”

This person was obviously frightened, and even changed his words back to official dialect instead of dialect, his feet unconsciously took a few small steps back, and the pretended calm appearance made the villagers on the side shout: You are not moving, you are moving your feet.

"Hmph" Chunge sarcastically said: "I saw with both eyes that you wanted to do it, but unfortunately for some reason you changed to move your feet." ”

Chun Ge is really speechless, but then again, he really doesn't look like a girl who is calm and breezy in the past day.

Hearing Chun Ge's words, the anger that the guy had just frightened back suddenly resurfaced, and just when he was about to attack, Ji Qian coughed lightly at an inopportune time, as if ice water had lowered his temperature again, and his words turned a big turn.

"My big man doesn't care about you little girl." With that, he walked briskly towards the south, and disappeared into the road in an instant.

Everyone saw that the hero was gone.,This excitement is over.,And then they all dispersed.。

The world returned to quiet, Chun Ge leaned back and rested his head on the human pillow to sleep, Ji Qian then knew that it was the person who spared people's dreams, and Chun Ge, who was sleep-deprived, was annoyed, so he had such evil words.

When Chun Ge fell asleep again, Ji Qian took advantage of this gap to find an inn, and carried Chun Ge into the inn to guard the girl who was sleepy and snickered.

This situation lasted for two hours and was disturbed by a commotion, and Ji Qian had to leave Chunge to go out to have a look.

"Give back my son's life." As soon as Ji Qian came out of the inn, he was picked up by an old man unconsciously.

I saw Ji Qian's eyebrows furrowed, and with a light pat, he brushed the old man's hand aside, and asked coldly, "I haven't killed anyone recently." ”

The power of Ji Qian's words is not ordinary, on the one hand, he shows his innocence, and on the other hand, he reveals his identity a little, a passer-by who is not afraid of killing.

But the old man was immersed in the pain of losing his son and couldn't accurately understand the meaning of the words, he saw that Ji Qian was dodging, so he stepped forward again, and said sadly: "It's what the woman who was with you said, my son didn't live for three hours, and now that he is really dead, who else can you kill." ”

It is said that the guy was also unlucky, he touched a nose in Chunge, and died for no reason in less than two hours after returning home, and the family inquired about Chunge, and naturally thought that Chunge had killed his son, so he dragged his family to take revenge.

"Dead?" Ji Qian was really surprised, he thought that Chun Ge was just joking, but he never thought that Chun Ge was very prescient.

"Not really." The young man's mother wiped her tears and said, "A good person is still talking to me, and suddenly he vomits blood and dies, my poor child, must be your fault." ”

The most annoying thing in Ji Qian's life is that women cry and stalk, and at this moment, both of these are happening, and it is no wonder that his two eyebrows are rolled into caterpillars.

"We stay here in peace, how can we have spare time to harm your son." Another person walked out of the inn, a woman like a flower, who else could this person be if he was not Chun Ge who had just been woken up.

"It's her, that's what she said, your Ali will die." A middle-aged woman on the side pointed to Chun Ge and said to the young man's mother.

"You give back the life of my family." The mother rushed towards Chun Ge as she spoke, but fortunately Ji Qian's eyes quickly stopped him, and Chun Ge was spared.

"What's the use of me taking your son's life, I just saw in advance that your son's life was not long, and I kindly persuaded him to go home and wait, if you don't believe it, find a doctor to see the cause of your son's death." Chun Ge pushed Ji Qian away and faced the woman directly.

"You wait, wait." When the woman heard Chunge's words, she walked towards the medical hall to the west, and soon pulled out an old man, presumably a doctor, and without saying a word, asked her to examine the cause of her son's death.

The doctor looked at it for a long time, pressed his stomach and rolled his eyelids, and said for a long time: "He died of bleeding from internal organs." ”

"Why is it bleeding?" The old man from the original, who was the father of the young man Ali, asked.

"This." In fact, the doctor didn't know very well, after all, he healed the living, and he didn't know much about the death of the dead.

"When I first saw this strong man, he was overfed and jumped vigorously to help digestion, and his last few blows were too violent, and I saw a momentary twitch of his feet, so I concluded that he had broken his intestines, and the damage to his internal organs was a life of death, and I told you the truth, but you don't believe it." Chun Ge shrugged his shoulders, he was telling the truth, and besides, neither he nor any doctor in this world could save this disease, so it was well documented that people would die.

"You can see why you don't save us Ali." The woman suddenly grabbed Chunge's shoulder and squeezed it hard.

"Help, that's a broken intestine, I can't cut his stomach with a needle and thread and sew the intestines up." Chun Ge sneered, as if he was not talking about a human life, and that inconsequential attitude was very infuriating.

"Smack." It's the sound of a slap falling on a person's face.

Chun Ge stared at this old country woman in surprise, he couldn't admit that Fang Cai's slap was 'rewarded' by this person, an ignorant village woman beat him, the champion of Enke in the fifteenth year of Annan, the Xie Yuan of the southeast, the first big four happiness in ancient times.