Chapter 392 Daya and Zhou Xiaohong were saved by the high priest
Luo Xinxin was originally very happy, and she thought that the high priest had found Ah Man's blood relative and brought him over.
But when she saw that there was no one behind the high priest, her heart suddenly sank. Could it be that all of Ah Man’s blood relatives had died?
However, the high priest's words made her happy again. She cared more about Daya and Zhou Xiaohong than Mr. Yang's safety.
"Yes, that girl is very strong and has a very slow mind. Did you see them?"
Luo Xinxin asked anxiously.
The high priest slapped his forehead and said in frustration, "I told you I'd forgotten something. My brain's getting worse as I get older. When I was young, I had a very good memory. I could remember things from decades ago. Time really doesn't spare anyone..."
He kept talking nonsense and didn't get to the point for a long time.
Luo Xinxin wanted to interrupt several times, but was afraid that the old man would be angry, so she had to endure it and wait for the old man to finish his nonsense.
A few minutes passed, and the old man finally finished sighing, and then he said lightly: "Those two people are fine. I hid them in the cave. They have food and drink, and they live a very comfortable life."
"Master, why didn't you tell me that you saved the People's Liberation Army? Do you still consider me your disciple?"
Li Long widened his eyes, looking very aggrieved. The master in front of him was so familiar, yet so strange. First, he went to Shuijiazhai to find the Japanese without telling him, and now he rescued the People's Liberation Army without telling him. It has been half a month, and he hasn't told him a word.
"I forgot, it's just that my brain isn't working well now that I'm old. I didn't mean to hide it from you. Okay, okay, I won't hide it from you in the future. Have some fruit!"
The high priest looked guilty and didn't dare to look at his apprentice. He took out a red fruit from his pocket and stuffed it into Li Long's mouth.
"Don't hide it from me anymore. If you do this again, I...I will be very angry!"
Li Long took the fruit out of his mouth, his face stern and his tone extremely serious.
"knew."
The high priest kept making assurances.
Luo Xinxin was anxious and asked quickly: "Can you take us to find someone?"
"Don't worry, let your cowardly old man go and save someone first. He's only got one breath left."
The high priest slapped his forehead again. He ran back as fast as he could to drag the cowardly old man to save people, but he was interrupted like this and almost forgot about it.
"It's Ah Man's mother, she's dying. Ah Man planted a natal Gu that was fed with her and her mother's blood. Ah Man is dead, and only her mother can cure it. If her mother dies, the man surnamed Yang will have no choice but to wait for death!"
The high priest explained as he walked, saying that he was extremely tired over the past two days. He saw several pheasants on the road, but he didn't catch them. He just ate some wild fruits to fill his stomach. When he got back, he would definitely make more requests after the man surnamed Yang was cured.
"I'll go get some help!"
Li Rong also became anxious and ran to find Luo Weian.
After a while, he came running carrying Luo Weian. The old man was holding a pestle in his hand, and he had just been preparing medicine.
"Put me down...I can walk on my own!"
Luo Weian was about to faint. He was preparing poison and planned to wait for the old charlatan to come back so that he could show him the poison of his Luo family. However, he had just finished preparing the medicine when his grandson-in-law carried him out.
Li Rong ignored him. The old man walked very slowly, so it was faster if he carried him.
"Let's take Mr. Yang with us!" Luo Xinxin suggested.
She was worried that Ah Man's mother wouldn't be able to hold on for a few more days, so she had to race against time.
The high priest also agreed. He had examined Ah Man's mother and found that she was almost dead. Even if she could be saved, she would only live a few more days.
The second uncle immediately called a few strong young men in the village, and together with Huo Kewei, Xingan and others, they took turns carrying Mr. Yang to Ma Village.
Luo Xinxin naturally followed, as she wanted to see how the poison was removed. Damao and Ermao stayed in Lijiazhai, taken care of by Second Grandma and Li Gang's wife.
Mazhai is about sixty to seventy miles away from Lijiazhai by mountain road. It requires crossing three hills. The road is rugged and there is even a slope of nearly ninety degrees. The high priest and Li Long walked very easily.
It was not easy to carry Mr. Yang up, so Huo Kewei had to carry him on his back, and Xin Gan pushed him from behind, and only then did they climb up.
Luo Xinxin and Luo Weian were both pulled up by Li Rong. While climbing, she didn't dare to look down for fear of getting dizzy and falling.
After walking on the mountain road for seven or eight hours, we finally arrived at Mazhai when it was almost dark.
Mazhai Village is not as big as Lijia Village, with only fifty or sixty households. There are many abandoned corner buildings in the village, which are overgrown with weeds and look gloomy and eerie.
There were a few children playing in the village. When they saw them, they gathered around curiously. The high priest spoke a few words to them in Miao language, and a boy of seven or eight years old also mumbled a few words back.
This boy stood out among the group of children. Most of the children in the mountains were dark, thin and a little dirty, but this boy was clean and tidy, and was particularly fair and delicate, like a girl.
"This child is Ah Man's great-nephew. He went back to inform the adults."
Li Rong translated for them.
"He looks a lot like Ah Man."
Mr. Yang suddenly said something, and his eyes were very complicated when he looked at the boy, as if he was looking at another person through the boy.
Luo Xinxin had an idea. Maybe Mr. Yang was not as indifferent to Ah Man as he said?
However, Mr. Yang's love for Ah Man had not yet reached the point where he would give up everything. For Mr. Yang 25 years ago, the boat ticket to Gangcheng was the most important thing.
The high priest snorted lightly and said unhappily, "The person is dead, what's the point of remembering him?"
Mr. Yang smiled bitterly and his expression became gloomy.
The entire Mazhai looks very dilapidated. As you walk along, you can see many abandoned corner buildings. Many of them have collapsed because no one has lived there for a long time.
"Are all the owners of these corner buildings gone?"
Luo Xinxin asked, pointing at the abandoned corner building.
“Dead!”
The high priest replied.
Luo Xinxin saw that he was in a bad mood, so she stopped asking and decided to wait until he was cured before asking again.
There were a lot more people on the roadside, all out to watch the excitement, and there were more elderly people than young people. The whole village was filled with a sense of desolation and ruin, like a city that was about to wither.
The handsome boy ran back, followed by an old man with gray hair and beard. He was in good spirits and strode towards them. When he was one meter away, he stopped and stared at Mr. Yang lying on the door panel with hatred in his eyes.
Mr. Yang asked his attendant to help him sit up and calmly accepted the old man's gaze.
He guessed the old man's identity, probably A'man's father?
"You are the one who killed my daughter?"
The old man asked sternly.
"Old Ma, you didn't listen to a word I told you. Although this guy is not a good person, she is half responsible for your daughter's death. Who told you to raise her to be so paranoid? She has to get everything she wants and won't turn back even if she hits a wall. Does she think that people outside are the same as those in the village and will obey her in everything?"
The high priest spoke Miao language very quickly. Li Rong didn't understand several sentences, but he could understand the general meaning and translated it for his wife.
Luo Xinxin nodded secretly, thinking that what the high priest said was very fair.
It is true that Ah Man herself bears half the responsibility for her death. Character determines destiny. If this girl had not been so paranoid, the ending would have been different.
【Third update completed】
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