Chapter 30

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There are two roads from their village to the next village. One road requires crossing a suspension bridge over the mountain, and the other is a flat road.

Zhang Bo chose the suspension bridge when he jumped into the river.

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There were already a lot of people gathered around, and there was a rushing river under the bridge. If you fell in, you would be washed away even if you didn't die.

Several young men gathered together and made a noise: "You are so ashamed. You have no face to live anymore."

"I know. The books say this is called suicide out of fear of punishment." A well-educated child pointed at Uncle Zhang and said.

"It's okay, come back. They are just some small things, not worth much money. We don't want them anymore, so don't be upset." A soft-hearted aunt shouted.

"Aren't small things bought with money? Who can afford him to steal like this?"

"A sickle was lost in my house a few days ago, and I was in a hurry to cut grass for the pigs."

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Everyone was talking at once, some were urging him to dance, while others were anxiously trying to persuade him to come back quickly and not to be depressed.

"Let Cheng Yeran come over!" Uncle Zhang stood by the bridge. The wind was strong today, blowing the suspension bridge back and forth. In this kind of weather, no one dared to walk on the bridge, no one dared to cross it.

Cheng Yeran didn't want to go over. He just came there to film a variety show. There was no need to risk his life. He didn't take any safety measures. He was really afraid that he would fall and not be able to get up.

He looked at Uncle Zhang. Uncle Zhang didn't have any safety equipment on him. Was he some kind of stuntman?

"Come here!" Uncle Zhang shouted at Cheng Yeran, "If you don't come over, I will jump down."

Cheng Yeran walked past the crowd and came to the bridge. Shen Yuntang pulled his sleeve worriedly. He patted the back of Shen Yuntang's hand and told him not to worry. He would stand at the bridge head and not go up.

He shouted to Zhang Bo on the bridge: "Do you think I can get over there? It's you who wanted to jump, not me. Why should I go up the bridge?"

"How can you be so cold-blooded, kid? You just watch me die?" Zhang Bo yelled at him angrily.

The people around him were ready to scold him, but when they thought of his crazy look, they paused for a moment and heard Cheng Yeran continue to shout at Zhang Bo: "You made up such a disgusting rumor that almost killed my husband. I'm lucky I didn't beat you to death, and you're still threatening me?"

"You! How dare you say such a thing!" Zhang Bo was so angry that he almost fell off the bridge. "Did I make that up? Who knows why you lock the door every day?"

"Uncle Zhang, if you are short of money, tell me. Maybe I can give you some in emergency. It's really scary for you to sneak into my house." Cheng Yeran saw that he refused to repent, so he decided to fight him to the end. Whoever is thin-skinned will not survive.

"I stole money? Don't you know whether I stole money or not?" Uncle Zhang roared.

Cheng Yeran wanted to persuade him to tell the truth, and then the two of them apologized in front of the villagers and asked for their forgiveness. Finally, he elevated the topic to explain the harm of spreading rumors to people and told the children in front of the TV not to learn from them. It was quite educational.

But why is Zhang Bo so stubborn and doesn't do what he wants?

He was just worrying about how to change the status quo and develop the plot according to his imagination, when something unexpected happened. A stone flew over from the other end of the bridge and hit Zhang Bo's head directly, and blood splattered on the spot.

Then a crazy woman rushed out from the other side of the bridge and pulled Zhang Bo, who was covering his head, off the bridge.

With a "splash", Zhang Bo fell into the river like a sack and was quickly washed away by the water, disappearing without a trace.

The crazy woman laughed like a wild beast, "Dead! Finally dead! This is your retribution, and you all, you will all be punished!"

The crazy woman pointed at the villagers across the bridge and ran away madly.

There were bushes on the other side of the bridge. She ran into the bushes and disappeared.

It all happened so fast that before Cheng Yeran could understand what was happening, the person was gone.

He was stunned. Could this really be performed by a stuntman? It's so high, without any safety measures, and he was directly washed away by the water. How could he survive? The way that woman threw a stone and broke Zhang Bo's head was so real. It was not the effect of a blood bag at all, and there was no place for a blood bag to hide on the head.

He clearly saw the stone hit Zhang Bo's forehead, blood spurted out, the flesh on his forehead rotted away, and then Zhang Bo pressed his forehead...

Who is that woman? Is it someone from the crew? Or is it a lunatic who lives nearby and has gone mad because there are so many people?

The woman was dressed in rags, like a savage, and it was impossible to tell whether she was wearing ancient or modern clothes, which made him very worried.

He was stunned for two seconds, then quickly shouted for everyone to help.

"It should have washed downstream. Let's go down and take a look." A group of people rushed downstream.

While running downstairs, Cheng Yeran heard the discussions of people around him.

"Why is she back?"

"Is she still alive? Has she been hiding in the mountains? Or is she a ghost?" As the person asking the question finished speaking, a bolt of lightning struck from the sky, and everyone below shuddered.

"She was a pitiful person. Her husband died, and then her daughter died too. She became completely insane."

"Why did she push Lao Zhang down? Do they have a grudge against each other?"

"I heard that her daughter's death was related to Lao Zhang. Her husband died and she raised her daughter alone. Her daughter grew up to be a beautiful girl, the most beautiful girl in the village, but Lao Zhang said that he slept with the widow's daughter."

"I've heard about it, too. Uncle Zhang said that the widow and her daughter were doing that kind of sex trade in private. They only paid a dozen coins to sleep with her once, and he patronized her many times. At that time, many people went to the widow's house to ask for the price. Later, the widow's daughter hanged herself, and the widow went crazy."

"What a sin! It turns out that story was also made up by Lao Zhang?"

"Who knows if it's true or not? Maybe Lao Zhang exposed their affair, so she couldn't stand it and hanged herself."

"Be careful what you say, or a female ghost will come to your house tonight and hang you to death!"