Chapter 192: Hidden Village in the Ditch

However, that's not all.

I'm still thinking about it, so just close my eyes and pretend not to see it, even if Lin Ningxiang despises our brothers, but she is a girl, she should be embarrassed to poke it, as the old saying goes, if you don't say it, if you don't say it, your friends will continue to do it.

But it didn't work out, and surprises followed.

A stench of fat stuffed in a plastic bag that has been exposed to the sun for more than half a month will have it, silently, with the wind, fluttering and coming......

I covered my mouth with a sigh and held my breath tightly.

It's good that I didn't eat breakfast, otherwise I would have to squirt it out on the spot today.

Looking at Lin Ningxiang's expression again, it was a bit exciting, her jade hands were tightly covering her mouth and nose, and she was looking at me with an extremely surprised, shocked, stunned, surprised, and extremely complicated gaze, and her expression was clearly questioning me: "This is the young handsome man of your old Yang family?" It's amazing! ”

I was at a loss for what to do.

I was really glared at by her, I simply glared back unceremoniously, what can I do? I'm desperate!

It was you who asked him to get rid of it, and it's not Lao Tzu, what are you doing just looking at me, it's wrong for me to raise such a fool as a brother, but you are a sister who gives orders indiscriminately, don't you have the idea of admitting your mistake at all?

Lin Ningxiang was embarrassed by my glare, and was stunned, and in anger, she directly grabbed a stone and smashed it towards the poplar tree.

The ladies of the Lin family are tough, she grabbed that stone, and it was as big as a football!

Fortunately, she also felt that the stupid man of the poplar tree was not guilty of death, so she didn't hit her head, and the stone fell next to him, which scared him a lot.

Can you imagine what it would be like for a person who was squatting in a pit to suddenly jump up?

Anyway, I've got a lot of insight this time.

really responded to that saying, see the real merit at the critical moment, this kid actually jumped out more than two feet without the slightest change in posture, after landing, where did he squat and continue to pull, and ah, he also showed a bright smile at Lin Ningxiang, and made a gesture of victory......

"Fuck, Sister Xiang, let's go, this brother, let's not want it!"

I pulled Lin Ningxiang and shook my head to signal Lin Aijun to hurry up.

It wasn't until this moment that I noticed Lin Aijun's appearance, this eldest brother, out of nowhere, pulled out a gas mask and put it on, that calm and calm appearance, which made me admire the five-body throw, and at the same time I couldn't help but think of my new book "On the Importance of Equipment" that I had not yet written.

I gave him a thumbs up, and was about to walk forward when I heard a cry in front of me.

I raised my hand to stop their movements, and listened closely, and it was true, it was indeed a child's cry.

It's just that this cry doesn't sound like a baby, but like a girl sobbing softly.

Lin Ningxiang and I glanced at each other, and both felt that there was a problem.

In this barren mountain range, the weather is cold and frozen, who would a girl from a normal family come here to cry?

But no matter what kind of ghost and demon it is, if it really dares to appear in front of us, it means that it has reached its limit.

I opened the way ahead and followed the cry ahead.

Don't say I don't care about poplars, with his speed, even if it takes another half an hour to get up, it will be easy to catch up with us.

After walking for about three to five minutes, the terrain in front of him opened up, and it seemed that it had passed through the dead child's ditch and entered the mountain, the terrain was much gentler, but it was still surrounded by a hazy mist, and only the stream was still murmuring.

On a rocky beach by the stream, we finally found the source of the cry, and sure enough, it was a little girl who looked to be only seven or eight years old, with two pigtails and an old-fashioned safflower cotton jacket, sitting alone on a rock and wiping her tears.

Don't doubt it, I said she was a little girl, she was a real little girl.

Although Lao Tzu does not have the fiery eyes of the great sage, he has seen more demons and evils, and his ability to discern is naturally stronger.

The little girl cried sadly, not aware of our approach, and I was about to step forward to ask, but Lin Aijun had already spoken first.

"Kid, why are you crying?"

It's hard for him to be a big man, in order not to scare people, he actually pinched his voice and spoke softly.

But in spite of the gentleness of his tone, the little girl was startled, and when she turned to see us, she got up and ran away with a scream.

It stands to reason that even if a seven or eight-year-old girl runs with all her strength, she will be caught up by us if she can't run a few steps. But she seemed to be very familiar with the rocky beach by the stream, and she actually ran for a mile before she was lifted up by the poplar from behind, carrying her collar.

Yes, it was Poplar who caught up with her first.

If he hadn't splashed just now and didn't clean it, and then caught up with him, it is estimated that this little girl would not have been able to run so far.

"What kind of bear kid are you, why are you running here?"

"Let go of me, let go of me......" The little girl kept struggling and scuffling, her face full of horror.

"Little sister, don't be afraid, my sister just wants to ask you a few questions, and if you answer, my sister will let you go, okay?"

Lin Ningxiang stepped forward to pick up the little girl, squatted down and talked to her with a smile.

Don't really say it, this kind of thing can only be done by the mother, regardless of whether he is a female insect or a tigress, at least he looks more bluffing.

The little girl really stopped struggling: "You adults, you have to talk about it." ”

Lin Ningxiang smiled and nodded: "Little sister, where is your home?" Why are you crying here......"

Under the guidance of Lin Ningxiang, we finally figured out the origin of the little girl, she is a child in a nearby village, a family of four, in addition to her parents, she also has a three-year-old brother.

Her family is very poor, her mother has been sick in bed for many years, and she relies on her father to farm and run the mountains to support the family, but yesterday, her father went up the mountain to set a roe deer, accidentally slipped down the ravine and injured his waist, and when he got home, he couldn't get up from lying on the kang.

When her parents were lying down, she wanted to cook for them, but she fell asleep while she was boiling porridge, and a pot of porridge was boiled to the bottom, and her father smelled it, so he scolded her for being a waste, and she was so sad that she came here to cry. The reason why she ran when she saw us was because her parents had told her that outsiders were human traffickers and that she had to run when she saw her.

She sobbed again as she spoke, that pitiful little appearance made Lin Ningxiang's sympathy overflow, and asked for our opinion, wanting to go back with this little girl to have a look, and by the way, go to the tunzi to inquire about the news.

We searched all the way, but we didn't find any trace of the suspect, if there was a village nearby, it would probably become a hiding place for the suspect, so we didn't object, and immediately led by the little girl, we walked towards the village where her house was.

But when I saw the village that the little girl was talking about, I felt that something was wrong.

At this time, it was about seven o'clock in the morning, but because of the cloudy day, and the fog was rising, the surroundings still looked very dim, faintly visible, on a hillside by the stream in front, there was indeed a small tunzi, more than a dozen households, almost all of them were simple thatched houses, and there were faint voices of people in the village, and everything seemed to be very ordinary.

What makes me wonder is, what age is it now, how can there still be such a backward village?

What's more, in the early morning, in this village, why do you only hear the sound of people, and there are no chickens and dogs barking?