The sunset faded, and a gibbous moon quietly hung in the southeast sky, and the cold moonlight gradually sprinkled the earth.

Song Qiong ran wildly in the wilderness, and the reality of the existence of life made him feel excited, and he felt a sense of mission from heaven.

On the way, he came across scattered stowaways, disheveled, anxious, desperate, scurrying around the field like headless flies.

There are often young people who don't know each other and when they don't agree with each other, they fight and let out crazy roars.

Song Qiong had no time to pay attention to these disputes, he had to hurry, before the tragedy happened, to rush to the land temple outside Nanshan Village, that is, the place where the tragedy happened that year.

Because the matter involved the death of his adoptive parents, Song Qiong also specially understood the specific circumstances of the tragedy in his previous life, and even read the text left by the girl who committed suicide afterwards.

According to her account, on the day of the incident, after leaving the Jiehe River, they were about to return to the commune, and after walking for a while, it was getting dark, and they found a ruined land temple near a village, hid in it to rest, and planned to leave again the next day.

Until almost ten o'clock in the night, several young men who also had their dreams of escaping Hong Kong and had no choice but to return inadvertently broke into the Land Temple, saw them, and then became lustful.

There were many of them, and they were men, and they had great strength, and the two girls could not escape, one of the girls hit her head against a stone and died, and the other girl was "taken turns to have a surname relationship" by several men, and was humiliated afterwards, and soon after returning home, after seeing that someone had begun to investigate the incident, they left these words, identifying one of the perpetrators as "Song Qiong" and the other as "National Day", and also committed suicide.

The incident happened suddenly, and in a panic, she couldn't remember more details, and did not leave the physical characteristics of the perpetrator, but Song Qiong still left the burden she had snatched at the scene, thinking that the perpetrator was the few educated youths in the long queue next door, and even used means to force out the details from one of them.

But time has passed, and his adoptive parents have died young because of the Chen family's drastic methods, and it is impossible for him to reconcile with the Chen family, so he did not tell the Chen family the truth, nor did he seek revenge on those "blame-blazing" educated youths, after all, it was the Chen family who caused the death of the adoptive parents, not them.

After being reborn, the adoptive parents should be alive, and Song Qiong, whose mood has changed, will not still hate the Chen family, but he still has to find a way to avoid this troublesome thing, and he doesn't want his adoptive parents to be implicated again.

Looking at the sky, it should be six or seven o'clock now, and there are still about three or four hours before the incident.

The biggest problem is not time, but to find the few intellectuals in the next brigade in the tens of thousands of chaotic crowds, or the two female intellectuals who were victimized, the chances are very slim, and they may be caught by the militia as a fugitive.

If history has not changed, it may be a safer plan to go directly to the location of the crime to block people.

However, no one knows if history will change, and if the location also changes, then it may be in vain for him to wait for the rabbit.

If the tragedy were to happen earlier, the time left for him would be even more limited.

In fact, the safest way is for him to surrender to the border guards and voluntarily be imprisoned in the border prison, so that no matter what happens outside, it can be proved that he has nothing to do with him.

He can also point out the intellectuals of the next brigade, thinking that as long as they are targeted, they should not be a problem to open a breakthrough from them and find out the truth of the facts.

However, that also means that he was indifferent to the fact that he knew that a tragedy would happen, and waited for the two flower girls to be destroyed and withered.

If it was Song Qiong, who was in the shopping mall in his previous life, he was resolute and forbearing, he would probably do this, but for Song Qiong, who was enlightened before death and reborn, he always felt that there was a gaze on him and began to believe that there was a god in his head, and he couldn't pass the level of inner conscience.

Thinking of this, Song Qiong looked up at the sky again, and decided to follow his memory to find the place where the tragedy occurred. Even if the possibility of failure is very big and it will bring trouble to himself, he has to do it.

As for the trouble, he thought that as long as he was still in China, he could always solve it.

On the way, Song Qiong also paid careful attention to whether there were any educated youths in the long queue, and asked someone to inquire if they had seen the educated youths in the long queue or the two female intellectuals in Huahu Commune.

I searched all the way, but I didn't get anything.

It took about two hours for Song Qiong to find the Nanshan Brigade of Longkou Commune.

The Nanshan Brigade, also known as Nanshan Village, later became known as the "First Village in China" and was known for its strong collective economy.

It is also the hometown of Song Qiong's grandfather Zhao Guoshun, Song Qiong later also invested in setting up a factory here, but there is a difference of more than ten years in the middle, and now it is completely impossible to see the later style.

Song Qiong thought about finding someone to ask about the location of the Land Temple, and looked at a few black low houses not far away, and ran away while paying attention to the surrounding situation.

Suddenly, a low whimper came into his ears, Song Qiong couldn't help but stop, and listened carefully, there was a night wind blowing around him, and there was no other sound.

"Did you hear it wrong?"

Song Qiong shook his head, he didn't dare to be careless, if he missed those two girls and made the tragedy irreparable, he would definitely regret it for the rest of his life.

In the direction of the sound he had just heard, Song Qiong took a few steps forward, and once again heard a low whimper, not like a woman, but like a man's deliberately suppressed low sob.

Song Qiong was a little strange, he didn't know who it was, when he encountered something sad, he hid here alone and cried, he had the heart to leave, so as not to be embarrassed, and wanted to ask the location of the Land Temple, hesitated and was about to turn around, but suddenly heard a whimper to stop, and the person asked vigilantly: "Who is it?" ”

Looking towards the voice, Song Qiong vaguely saw a black shadow, scribbling his face in a hurry.

He deliberately exclaimed, "Ah, there's somebody—"

Then he continued: "Hello, I'm passing by, can I ask you for a place?" ”

The black shadow waited for a while before turning around and coming over, "Where do you want to ask?" ”

"This is Nanshan Village, right?" By the moonlight, Song Qiong gradually saw the man who came over, not tall, thin, with a bitter face, looking like he was in his fifties, it turned out to be the man he met on the road during the day, he drove a tractor to the front of the Jiehe, and wanted to pull back the people who fled from Hong Kong in the village, but he was scolded.

The other party obviously didn't recognize Song Qiong, in that situation, he probably didn't see Song Qiong, he frowned, looked at Song Qiong vigilantly, and said in a very impulsive tone: "This is, which brigade are you from?" What are you doing here? ”

"I'm a young man from Guiyuan Commune in Zhongling County, do you have a land temple here?" Song Qiong looked at the other party carefully, and always felt a little familiar, and when he contacted Nanshan Village, he immediately remembered Zhao Hongcun, the party branch secretary of Nanshan Village, the "first village in China" and the chairman of Nanshan Group.

Look carefully, this man is Zhao Hongcun, but he doesn't have a straight suit and high-spirited appearance later, he looks like an old man who is in his last years and has lost hope in life.

"There's one, what's going on there, you ask?" Zhao Hongcun asked vigilantly.

Song Qiong smiled: "I met two new friends on the road, and we said that if we get separated, we will meet at the Land Temple in Nanshan Village, but I don't know the specific location of the Land Temple, can you help me point it out?" ”

Zhao Hongcun's face suddenly showed a bright light, and he hurriedly said, "What are you, your friend's name?" Is it a ...... wearing a green uniform, not tall, and thin?"

Song Qiong was slightly stunned, and quickly understood what Zhao Hongcun meant, and shook his head: "It's two female ......."

Zhao Hongcun's eyes dimmed instantly, and he let out a weak "oh", and after a while, he stretched out his hand and pointed: "The Land Temple is there, next to the Bauhinia Forest, leaning against Xiaohewan." ”

Song Qiong raised his head and looked over, and sure enough, he saw a black and slimy forest not far away, and hurriedly thanked him, and ran along the ridge path to the Land Temple.