Hearing this, the strange man turned his head sharply.

He saw a woman in plain clothes shrunk under the tablet.

The woman's hair was disheveled, her face was scarred, and her white clothes were covered with bruises.

After seeing this woman, the strange man touched Zhou Xiaojuan's cheek and took it back at once. Then, it walked towards the woman under the tablet.

Zhou Xiaojuan saw the woman trembling, but she didn't dare to move a step.

The strange man walked up to the woman and grabbed the woman's hair: "Stinky and shameless woman, in our Tang family, you actually dare to steal a man, I want to make your life worse than death!" ”

As he spoke, he slammed the woman's head against the wall behind her.

The woman screamed, crying.

But it does not arouse any mercy at all.

The candle flame shook even more, the woman's voice was loud, and the tablets just watched quietly, without saying a word.

In Zhou Xiaojuan's eyes, this scene was really terrifying.

She seemed to see that the woman who was abused was herself, and the perpetrator was her husband Tang Sihai.

Gradually, the air was filled with the smell of blood.

The smell made people feel very uncomfortable, and Zhou Xiaojuan wanted to vomit a little.

After a while, the woman who was abused gradually stopped moving.

I saw that her whole person became very sluggish, her face was covered with blood, her two eyes were wide, and she stared directly at Zhou Xiaojuan who was sitting in front of her, her expression seemed to be laughing and crying.

Zhou Xiaojuan also looked at her.

She trembled like a sieve, and she understood that this woman had been beaten to death.

After the strange man finished the violence, he turned back to Zhou Xiaojuan.

Zhou Xiaojuan bit the towel in her mouth hard, she tried her best to break free from the seat that bound her, but she was still powerless.

The strange man approached Zhou Xiaojuan again.

And behind it, under those tablets, the woman's body, did not move.

Her eyes were still fixed on Zhou Xiaojuan.

Zhou Xiaojuan was also horrified to find that the corners of this woman's mouth were slightly raised.

It seems that death at this moment is a relief for her.

After the strange man walked to Zhou Xiaojuan's side, he bowed down and carefully observed this woman very close to Zhou Xiaojuan.

The look on the chicken's head is very weird.

Zhou Xiaojuan also looked at it, panting heavily.

"Who the hell are you and what do you want to do?"

The strange man remained silent, and it took a long time for it to straighten up again. After that, it began to retreat, facing Zhou Xiaojuan, step by step.

Finally, he hid in the darkness.

A gust of wind blew, and the candle flame, which was still burning and flickering just now, was extinguished at once.

It was dark again.

The atmosphere returned to the way it was just now, and Zhou Xiaojuan continued to be shrouded in darkness.

Her eyes widened as she looked at everything in the dark.

The strange man just now, the whole wall of tablets, and the woman who had been beaten to death while sitting on the ground, were gone.

Zhou Xiaojuan gasped for air.

Her hands and feet were still tied, and the suffocating fear was still there.

He struggled hard, and this time, the rope that was tied up broke free at once.

After her body was free all of a sudden, Zhou Xiaojuan ran forward violently.

In the darkness, the whirring wind rings in my ears.

On her feet, it seemed that she was stepping on cold stones, and the soles of her feet were painful from the rubble diaphragm, and there seemed to be cold lake water swimming.

Gradually, she heard some more voices.

There were men and women, and there was a lot of movement.

There was a light ahead, and many people were wearing white plain clothes. Zhou Xiaojuan stopped, she stood on a high place and looked over there, only to see a woman, being placed on a wooden board, carried by several men and women, her body was straight.

The woman's eyes widened as she looked at the moon in the sky.

The soft moonlight shone softly on her body, like a thin veil.

Following their path in the opposite direction, I saw a lake.

The lake water is refreshing.

From the group of people dressed in plain clothes, a woman stepped out of the middle.

The woman was in her fifties.

Looking up at the sky, my gaze was cold.

Looking down, she glanced at the woman sleeping on the board, the muscles on her face twitched a few times, and her expression was complicated.

After a pause, she said to the people around her:

"Let her go."

The people around said yes, and then the plank was gently lowered into the water.

The wooden plank went down with the water, and then in the moonlight, Zhou Xiaojuan saw that the scars on the woman's face were gone.

She seemed to be relieved, her face was relaxed, with a slight smile, very peaceful. When the plank was placed on the water, a gust of wind blew and gently blew the woman's clothes up.

The plank was pushed and went down the water.

Zhou Xiaojuan was still standing on a high place, she looked at the wooden board where the corpse was placed, and slowly sank.

For some reason, something suddenly pressed on her chest, and she was breathing heavily, and she felt like she was going to suffocate.

When the water surface returned to calm, the people on the shore gradually dispersed.

Zhou Xiaojuan walked quickly to the shore, the cold water soaked on her feet, the reeds on the shore hit her body, she looked at the misty middle of the lake, and suddenly squatted down and cried.

"Zhou Xiaojuan!"

A woman's voice came from around.

She looked around, empty, and saw no one.

"Zhou Xiaojuan!"

"Zhou Xiaojuan!"

……

Immediately afterwards, a hand grabbed her shoulder, Zhou Xiaojuan stood up suddenly, and when she turned around, it was a woman, in her fifties, wearing plain clothes.

It was the woman who commanded the man who was carrying the corpse in the group of people on the shore.

Looking at the woman's unpredictable smile, Zhou Xiaojuan screamed.

She pushed the woman away and strode forward, and in front of her was a narrow passageway. There seemed to be a lot of voices lingering in my ears, as if someone was crying, and it seemed like someone was saying something.

There was no end in sight, but nevertheless, she kept going.

When she stopped again, she found herself in an office building, with people shuttling around her, and when they saw Zhou Xiaojuan, it was also very strange.

Someone came up to her and asked her what was going on, but instead of answering, she asked, "What is this place?" ”

The other party said: "This is the office building of Ximen Station?" ”

"Ximen Station?"

The woman muttered twice.

The man asked her if she was unwell, what was wrong, and if she needed help.

Zhou Xiaojuan shook her head solemnly.

At this moment, a voice came from behind him: "She is my wife, I want to take her back!" ”