"Don't worry, it will go down."

Shen Chuan patted the man's shoulder and comforted.

Although this acne appeared very inexplicably, it can be regarded as a proof of the power of the antidote of Jintangzi.

After all, Shen Chuan had heard the woman say it with his own ears at that time.

The red fruit will never change the appearance of the person who eats it by mistake.

Now, the most obvious big acne on Zhou Long's face symbolizes that the force has completely exerted in his body.

"Ouch, what's this called!"

Zhou Long took the mirror and looked back and forth, while muttering to himself in great distress: "How old are you, why do you still grow this thing!" ”

Shen Chuan directly ignored the man's reaction.

Throwing the car keys on the table to Zhou Long, he said in a deep voice, "It's time for us to go." ”

Of course, Zhou Long knew where the destination Shen Chuan was referring to.

After all, a full third of the time has passed.

In order to avoid long nights and dreams, it is necessary to rush over as soon as possible.

He didn't dare to slack off any longer, hurriedly reached out to catch the key, and then raised his leg and walked out the door.

Shen Chuan carefully took the decoction he had boiled yesterday with him and followed the man's footsteps out of the door.

The two of them had already walked the road to Dongmo Village twice, so this time they were familiar with it without navigation, as if they were going home.

An hour and a half later, Zhou Long finally stopped the car.

After the man parked the car, Shen Chuan quickly opened the car door without hesitation and stepped out of the car.

The appearance of the village is still not much different from that before they left.

There were not many people on the rugged trails.

Shen Chuan didn't know how many times he had walked it, and he walked to the corner not far from the woman's house.

When the two of them were just standing at this intersection, the sound of erhu and other musical instruments suddenly sounding in their ears.

The sounds of these instruments are intertwined, and the music is composed of music that makes people want to cry inexplicably after listening to it.

For some reason, Shen Chuan suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

He hurried forward and walked around the corner.

When I saw the scene at the door of the woman's house, I couldn't help but be stunned.

"I'll go! What is this going on! ”

Zhou Long, who was standing behind him, couldn't help but cry out in surprise.

Everywhere the two looked at it, there was pure white.

The gates, the clothes on the people, the wreaths placed next to the doors.

And the voice that lingered in their ears just now was the mournful music composed by these instruments at the door.

This kind of performance can be seen that something happened to this family.

A family member died.

Shen Chuan didn't have time to look at the name written on the wreath, so he brushed aside the musicians blocking the door with his hand and rushed in directly.

There weren't many people at the funeral, and there weren't a few tables in the courtyard at all.

From the few dishes above, you can also see the haste of the organizers.

Shen Chuan's arrival didn't seem to attract too many people's attention.

His eyes hurriedly skimmed over the unfamiliar faces, and rushed directly to the back room where the posthumous photo was displayed.

"Ouch, my wife! Wife, you said that you left me and my children in this world, how do you call us to live! ”

As soon as Shen Chuan stepped into this room, he heard a heart-rending cry.

And the owner who made these voices was obviously the middle-aged man kneeling at the front of the posthumous photo. 61 Library

The middle-aged man was dressed in white and had a white hat on his head, and the whole person was tightly wrapped.

Although he was on his knees, he still held a wooden stick in his hand, which seemed to support his crumbling body as he cried.

The posthumous photo is a little casual, and the young woman in the photo has a smiling appearance.

"W-what's this doing?"

Zhou Long scratched the back of his head and said with a blank face: "Dead, dead?" ”

He clearly remembered that the old Taoist priest had said that a woman would die after seven days and seven nights.

It's just over a seventh, so why do you suddenly say you're dead?

Shen Chuan raised his legs and slowly walked towards the middle-aged man with his back to them.

Before he could speak, the man suddenly turned around and grabbed his legs with scarlet eyes.

"You brute! You murderer! Are you too embarrassed to come on horseback? ”

The man's strength was very strong, and while crying, he grabbed Shen Chuan and kept dangling it.

"Huh? What is this for? ”

Zhou Long hurriedly reached out and grabbed the man's arm, and persuaded with an anxious face: "If you have something to say, why do you still do it?" ”

Who knows, when his hand just touched the man's arm, the middle-aged man who was still holding Shen Chuan tightly suddenly fell to the ground as soft as a bone.

Then, the white hat on his head also fell off inexplicably, revealing the man's full head of white hair hidden underneath.

Shen Chuan's heart suddenly chuckled.

Before he could speak, there was a sudden clicking sound in his ears.

Shen Chuan subconsciously turned his head to look, only to find that at some point, a group of strangers suddenly appeared out of thin air in the room where only the three of them were standing.

These strangers have one thing in common.

That's the camera they hold in their hands.

At this time, the direction of the camera's camera was also obvious, and it happened to be the faces of Shen Chuan and Zhou Long.

"Ouch, you big bosses in the city are bullying us poor people like this! How do we live! ”

The middle-aged man's crying did not stop immediately, but continued to intensify.

"What do you say, I didn't even touch you!"

Zhou Long shouted with an aggrieved face: "Obviously, you fell by yourself!" ”

I never thought that the middle-aged man who was still arrogant the day before yesterday looked like a victim at this time as if he had taken the wrong medicine.

originally thought that Zhou Long's words would have a certain effect.

Who knows, but it is like a stone sinking into the sea.

The people who were standing aside to take pictures didn't seem to care about what Shen Chuan and the others said, and everyone had an indifferent expression.

Only then did Shen Chuan realize that it was abnormal.

Looking down at the man, a defiant smile even appeared on the man's face.

"What the hell do you want to do? What about people? ”

Shen Chuan tried to resist the desire to raise his fist and asked in a cold voice.

"Ouch, look at these city people!"

Whenever the middle-aged man spoke, the cameras were suddenly aimed at the man's face.

I have to say that men are indeed very suitable for acting.

If Shen Chuan didn't know the facts, I'm afraid he would have been completely deceived.

"No one cares about killing my wife, and now I'm embarrassed to come to the door!"

The man slapped his chest hard and cried, "Oh my God! You've got long eyes! How can this man remain in the world? ”

"You're too strong-worded!"