"80% is true." Sun Mingtang said, "[Hu Yong], find a time to go to the next village and look up about the widow."
"Nie Haihua, this bastard, he really is still alive in the world!" Waiting for a while, he was suddenly excited, "I just don't dare to go home, this fool!"
Sun Mingtang's heart also moved: Nie Haihua should know that some of them came uninvited, he has been hiding and refused to see people, is it really a guilty conscience
The next few days were calm.
That night, Sun Mingtang sliced a few catties of pork head meat, and invited the four of Wu's family to drink together. It was eleven o'clock in the evening to leave. [Hu Yong] After drinking a few more glasses, he was awakened by urine in the middle of the night and got up to go to the toilet.
It was late autumn, and the wind was bleak, the jujube leaves in the yard had fallen out, and the branches screamed harshly in the wind. [Hu Yong] Staggered out of the door and went to the corner on the other side of the yard. He just pulled down the zipper and was about to urinate. Suddenly a shadow shook on the wall, which was very strange under the cold star. With the faint starlight, [Hu Yong] saw the man's pale face, his black oily hair combed into a bun, and he was still wearing a curly costume with a long skirt, almost hooking on the wall.
[Hu Yong] Nervously put his finger at the wall, his lower body became incontinent, and he lost his voice: "Green... Yi..."
Before his words fell, there was a "chick" in the wind, and a bullet shot directly into the center of his eyebrows, and then flew out from the back of his head, splashing blood.
The night watcher was Sun Mingtang. He was taking a nap, hearing the vague cry of [Hu Yong] and the sound of the silenced gun, his sleepiness disappeared. He touched the pistol under the pillow, jumped down from the window, and walked along the courtyard. The wall walked around cautiously. He knew that the assassin was in the dark, and there was only a dead end when he was exposed!
Under the bleak starlight, a slender black shadow jumped off the wall, and the ghost and spirit went away thinking about the north. The dark figure was wearing a long-sleeved shirt, and she looked like a erratic white paper kite.
Sun Mingtang shouted: "Stop! I'm going to shoot!"
The dark shadow suddenly turned his head, half of his face was reflected under the stars-it was half a white face with dramatic makeup! That is the appearance on the black and white drama photos inlaid in the mirror frame in the Niehai Flower Room!
Sun Mingtang's hand on the trigger was slightly loose: "Nie Haihua?"
The dark shadow smiled silently and ran into the darkness. Sun Mingtang didn't dare to slacken off, holding a gun in both hands and chasing him. The shadow was fast and slow for a while, seeming to be waiting for him deliberately, but as soon as he approached the range of the gun, the shadow accelerated again. This posture is a bit like a cat teasing a mouse.
Sun Mingtang knew that this was intentional by the murderer, and he wanted to lead himself away and kill himself too!
In this way, Sun Mingtang unconsciously chased for more than an hour. Gradually, there was a barren grass under his feet. From time to time a hairy thing flashed past in the dark. Under the dead tree, there was a tombstone slanting across it, but it was a barren graveyard!
The dark shadow disappeared suddenly after reaching a row of pines and cypresses! Sun Mingtang wanted to have eyes behind his back. He leaned over, grabbed a stone and threw it into the darkness, then leaped back and hid in a tall grass. At the place where the stone fell, the expected gunfire did not sound. He was a little confused again, isn't the killer nearby
What does it mean for a killer to bring himself here? He took off his shoes in the grass, hung them around his neck, and fumbled towards the pine forest. A gust of night wind roared, the grass undulated, the pine waves were bursts, and a few green ghost fires "cracked" in the darkness.
Suddenly, Sun Mingtang's eyes widened!
He saw a mountain stone tombstone with a rough inscription: The Tomb of Nie Haihua in Tsing Yi!
Sun Mingtang looked at the tombstone, a little frightened, Nie Haihua is dead? So, who was Tsing Yi he saw just now? Could it be... a ghost? There was a chill in his back vest! What did Raipi San see? He tried to calm himself down. He was a highly educated person and had no faith in what ghosts and gods said. After a brief shock, he thought again, is this a trap for the killer? The killer is playing hide-and-seek with himself, could it be... Tune the tiger away from the mountain!
He felt tight, expecting that General Hou was in danger, but he did not dare to take a mouthful. If the assassin was still here, he would be in danger of life if he made a sound! He remembered what happened when he was in Shanghai before, adjusting the tiger away from the mountain, this is a trick that the murderer can use. Oops, wait for him-
Sun Mingtang gritted his teeth and didn't care much, he crawled and sank into the grass. Climbing outside under the cover of weeds and out of the mass grave.
In the dark night, Sun Mingtang ran continuously. Xingzi is very dim, and Wan Lai's quiet night makes people feel a chill for no reason.
As soon as he walked to the entrance of the Wu family courtyard, he heard Wu Xiaolan's scared exclamation and the Wu family head yelling from inside. He walked into the courtyard, and the head of the Wu family stood on the wall with a kerosene lamp. Wu Xiaolan cowered and stood aside, lying on the ground with a motionless figure—[Hu Yong]. He still kept his eyes open, looking like he was not looking at him.
Sun Mingtang shook his whole body, he walked over in a daze, squatting down in the surprised gaze of the Wu family and stretching out his hand.