Dawn of a New Era Chapter 50: : In the night


   Before going downstairs, Chen Shouyi heard Mother Chen's voice.

   "It's true, such a wicked thing, it's too late for others to hide, you still rushed in, you really got the money."

   "Mom!" Chen Xingyue embraced Chen's mother's arm and said coquettishly:

   "I am an apprentice martial artist, what is there to be afraid of? Their family is fine."

   "What if the dirty thing recognizes people?" Mother Chen still worried: "People don't even dare to go to relatives, what are you going to do as an outsider?"

   "When the time comes, won't I still run! If I can't even run, I won't be safe at home. Mom, don't worry!"

   "I'm really mad at me."

   "Okay, okay, since you are going, then be careful at night, and take care of your brother at that time." Chen Dawei said.

   Chen Shouyi, who was watching Chen Xingyue's joke next to him, couldn't help but open his mouth.

   I'm already very good, OK!

   But in the end, he still said nothing.

   said, I thought you were bragging.

   He decided in his heart to wait for the social order to be restored, and then go to assess the martial artist apprentice.

   Don’t underestimate the identity of a warrior apprentice, it is a manifestation of social status.

   To put it another way, it is equivalent to possessing political power in advance, enjoying the corresponding powers and obligations, and possessing the status of a militia.

  Especially in a small place like Dongning, with the identity of a martial artist apprentice, others will always look at you like you, always welcome the look of awe and envy, this is ordinary people who can easily take their own lives in the face The instinctive reaction of the powerful kind.

  If it weren't for Chen Xingyue's martial arts apprentice, it would be so easy for his parents to agree to go out.

  Of course, no one will invite her!

  ……

   The cold moonlight, with a slight chill.

   Two figures, one high and one low, walking one after the other.

   The alley is very quiet, only the footsteps of the two can be heard, and it sounds clearly.

  Chen Xingyue is dressed in cotton sportswear, carrying a sword box on his shoulders, and holding a mobile phone to illuminate the front.

   Chen Shouyi looked at his phone and finally couldn't help but ask.

   "Why do you still have electricity?"

   "It's charged in the car, don't you know?"

   Chen Shouyi: "……"

   Had it not been for Chen Xingyue’s reminder, he would have forgotten that the car can be charged.

  ……

   The communities in this area are all self-built European-style two-and-a-half-story houses with single gates. Due to the unified planning at the beginning, the community is horizontal and vertical, and it does not look messy at all.

   It's just that his house is on the side of the street, so I walked out on the street.

   Chen Shouyi seldom walks around in the community, and now he feels a little strange when he walks.

   At this time, it was less than seven o'clock, and the streets of the community were empty.

   If it weren't for the faint lights in the houses on both sides, it would make people suspect that everyone had fallen asleep early.

   Uncle Wang’s house is easy to find.

   The black tarp is covered in his yard, which is so dark and infiltrating.

  The iron gate of the yard is closed.

   The two walked up to knock on the door. They only knocked twice, and the door opened quickly.

  Opening the door is Wang Debiao's wife Afen, a middle-aged woman in her forties, wearing a white filial dress with a black cloth flower on her chest.

   She has a haggard face and her eyes are a little bit deep.

   Her eyes impressed Chen Shouyi quite deeply. They were a pair of eyes full of panic.

   But anyone who encounters this kind of thing will probably not be able to settle down.

   "Oh, Xingyue, you are here, please come in."

   "Hello Auntie." Chen Xingyue said.

   Chen Shouyi followed suit and walked in with Chen Xingyue.

   There is a faint smell of corpses in the yard.

   is deserted and pitiful with few people.

   Except for one brother and two sons of Uncle Wang, only Wang Debiao's wife, Afen, is the only one. The rest of the relatives did not come, obviously scared.

   When several people saw Chen Xingyue, they greeted them as if they had seen a life-saving straw.

   Uncle Wang’s brother, a 70-80-year-old man stood up from his seat, and walked over tremblingly and said.

  "Xingyue, this time I’m relying on you, your martial arts apprentices are full of yang, which can most shock the evil spirits. I hope that my brother can live a little bit today. We living people cannot withstand repeated tossing."

   Old people are mostly superstitious, not to mention that if such a thing happens, you have to believe it.

   Chen Xingyue is also the first time to face this situation, a little at a loss, face red and red: "This...I don't know if it's useful?"

   "It doesn't matter if it's useless, we don't worry if you are there." Wang Debiao said with a smile.

   The unstoppable evil spirit is a trivial matter, the key is to be brave.

   "Yes, yeah!" Uncle Wang's second son also echoed, for fear of scaring Chen Xingyue away: "Now my dad's body is tied up, it's not dangerous."

  "Xingyue Sit down!" A Fen greeted quickly: "And Dawei's son, don't stand."

   I used my name to address my sister, but when he came to him, it was someone’s son.

The difference in addressing    represents the difference in the status of the two in the hearts of the people.

   Chen Shouyi didn't care, he was used to it.

   "You came with Xingyue, you don't even feel you know it anymore." A Fen said with a strong smile, making tea and taking snacks.

   Chen Shouyi replied perfunctorily.

  ……

  The night is getting deeper.

   A few people sat drinking strong tea and chatting.

  The sad atmosphere, after these two days of things, has long since disappeared, but only fear and anxiety.

   talked and talked about what happened last night.

  's words seem to regret that the body should not be brought back, and should be left to the police.

   Through a few people, one sentence for you, one sentence for me.

   Chen Shouyi also roughly restored the original situation.

   It turned out that after the corpse of Uncle Wang was shot down by the police that day, it became like a real corpse, lying motionless on the ground.

   The police didn't know what to do with this. They didn't have this business, and they had never encountered such weird things.

   Chen Shouyi guessed that these policemen were probably scared enough at the time.

   The family members of the deceased came over. After explaining the situation, they asked the family members to take them back.

   Speaking of this, there are really twists and turns.

   Chen Shouyi was in a daze after hearing a few words.

   He glanced at Chen Xingyue, who was focusing on playing the game with his mobile phone~IndoMTL.com~ He couldn't help but feel a little misguided. He knew that he should bring the book here, even if he memorized the common language dictionary, it would be no problem than now. Can be strong.

   He got up a little bored and walked a few steps in the yard.

   At this time, he looked at the mourning hall, couldn't help but walked over with curiosity.

   The others glanced at him, but they didn't stop.

  ……

   At this time, it was midnight, and the candlelight in the room flickered, and it was a yellowish color. Two white waxes were leaping and burning on the desk, and most of them had already been burned.

   There is a strange smell of corpses and incense sticks in the air, and there is a white cloth tent behind the desk.

   And the body of Uncle Wang is behind the cloth tent.

   He subconsciously stepped lightly, walked slowly across the cloth tent, and took a look in front of Uncle Wang's body.

   The corpse was tightly tied together by ropes, and the skin on it was sallow, without a trace of blood.

  , wearing a shroud, it looks too generous. It is obvious that the muscles of the corpse have shrunk.

   The body has not been cleaned since it was retrieved last night.

  The dusty dull gray shroud has several bullet holes in it, and a dark wet spot can be seen in the wound.

  Because the shroud is gray, he can't tell whether it is blood or fat from the corpse.

   Except for a few bullet holes on the body, the most conspicuous wound was on the head. A bullet shot obliquely from the cheek into the brain, leaving a scary black wound.

   At this time, Chen Shouyi suddenly noticed the details of a corpse. On his shriveled and old fingers, the nails were very dark, looking dark.

   Moreover, his fingers are still flicking slightly from time to time.

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