Although she could only hear the voice but not see the person, just by listening to the sound, Shen Qiqi could tell that it was the voice of an old woman.
The old man's voice, no matter how loud it is, can't be any brighter.
However, at this moment, the voice was so high-pitched and sharp, as if all the strength accumulated in a lifetime was used up at this moment.
The panic and helplessness in the voice were also revealed vividly.
Shen Qiqi and Xie Beiming looked at each other, then looked in the same direction.
That's where the sound came from.
The two of them looked at the closed door, said nothing, and were about to go over to see what was going on.
But at this moment, a sour smell that had been fermenting for a long time came from behind.
Then a figure "whooshed" past them, like a tornado, and rushed straight towards the house with the closed door. When it arrived, it kicked the door open.
At the same time, there was a series of panicked screams: "Dan Niang! Dan Niang! Dan Niang, why are you so stupid! Why didn't you wait for me to come back!!"
The man came out of the house with a roaring cry.
During this time, there was the old woman's sobbing and the sound of beating flesh.
Shen Qiqi didn't delay any longer and hurriedly ran over there.
It is a very ordinary small courtyard, but it is kept clean and tidy. Whether it is the neatly stacked firewood under the kitchen eaves or the spotless bluestone floor, everything tells of the owner's diligence and love for life.
However, at this moment, the masters of hardworking and loving life were all slumped on the ground in a utterly ungraceful manner: an old woman with white hair was beating her chest and rolling on the ground crying; a man with disheveled hair and bloodshot eyes was holding the woman in his arms, wailing to the sky in despair.
The woman in the man's arms had a pair of scissors stuck in her chest. Her clothes were already soaked with blood, which was still dripping down her limp arms.
The whole yard was filled with a strong smell of blood.
Shen Qiqi subconsciously glanced at the woman's expression. Suddenly, she felt that she looked familiar. Before she could remember where she had seen her before, Xie Beiming beside her reminded her, "This is the aunt who offered to treat you to free wontons."
Shen Qiqi took a closer look and found that the woman with a pair of scissors stuck in her chest was indeed the wonton lady who had kindly offered to treat her to wontons when she first arrived in the city. She had mistaken her for a villager seeking refuge in the city because of her dirty clothes.
But at that time, the wonton aunt had a rosy complexion, a big smile on her face, and she looked energetic, exuding vitality from head to toe.
Especially the other person's thick, dark long hair, which is particularly eye-catching.
The wonton lady in front of him had long, half-white hair that was messy like a chicken coop, and a gray face. Although she was not covered in wrinkles, judging from her facial features, she was not much younger than the old woman who was rolling on the ground and crying.
This is also the reason why Shen Qiqi failed to recognize the other party at the first time.
They are obviously the same person, but the difference is so huge, at least there is a generation gap between them!
But it had only been less than two days since she first met the wonton lady.
To be precise, it should take half a day and a night.
In such a short time, a lively middle-aged woman was turned into a half-century-old... old lady.
What a huge blow it must be to make a person age so quickly overnight!
In fact, Shen Qiqi had already vaguely guessed the reason. She glanced around the yard and saw the children's clothes hanging on the clothesline.
One is a short shirt for boys.
The other one is a bright pink dress.
So, did Auntie Wonton lose both her son and daughter overnight?!
As expected, a voice sighed overhead, "Dan Niang is truly pitiful. She'd been married to Dachuan for five years and hadn't been able to conceive. Finally, she got pregnant and gave birth to twins, a boy and a girl. She treated them like precious babies, and raised them until they were six years old. But then, overnight, they were abducted by an evil spirit..."
"Yeah, no one can stand this kind of thing."
"Poor Dachuan, his son, daughter and daughter-in-law are all gone now. How will he live in the future?"
Shen Qiqi looked up and saw several dark heads sticking out from the tops of the walls on both sides of the next door, looking at the Dachuan family with pity in their eyes.
They were all so frightened that even though they heard the cries of their neighbors next door, they did not dare to open the gate with several bolts on it. They could only lie on the wall and express their concern and worry from afar.
In just one night, the people of Yuzhou City were in danger, and the air was filled with panic and anxiety.
Shen Qiqi slowly clenched her fists, her knuckles crackling as she squeezed them, and the rage in her eyes spread like wildfire.
But she only allowed herself to lose control for a moment.
There is no use being angry, saving lives is what matters.
Shen Qiqi suppressed her emotional roar, strode up to the man named Dachuan, and said to him, "Don't cry yet, he can still be saved."
Her senses were so sharp that she could hear Aunt Wonton's heartbeat.
As long as the heart is still beating, there is still hope.
Dachuan originally thought that his wife was dead, but when he heard Shen Qiqi say this, he stopped crying and looked at her with a burning light in his eyes.
"Little girl, is everything you said true? Can my wife really be saved?!"
"Yes." Shen Qiqi's words were brief, but sonorous and powerful, with a firmness that brooked no room for questioning.
Dachuan quickly wiped his tears, carefully placed his wife on the ground, then knelt on the ground and immediately knelt down to pay homage to Shen Qiqi.
The old woman who was rolling on the ground and wailing also got up.
The mother and son said nothing, but knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Shen Qiqi. Shen Qiqi didn't care about them and said to Xie Beiming: "Use your spiritual power to help her stabilize her heartbeat first."
Xie Beiming nodded: "Okay." After that, he stretched out a hand and placed it lightly on the wonton aunt's wrist.
The next moment, pure and clean spiritual power flowed out from his fingertips and then continuously flowed into Aunt Wonton's body.
Shen Qiqi took out the Qiankun Pill given to her by Taiqing Immortal Venerable, took out a few pills from it and fed them to the woman.
Seeing that the woman's face had regained some color and her weak breath had become stronger, Shen Qiqi finally grasped the handle of the scissors. She used her spiritual power to wrap the surrounding flesh and blood to prevent heavy bleeding when she pulled out the knife. At the same time, she used her strength to slowly pull out the scissors that were almost completely embedded in her chest.
The man named Dachuan stopped bowing and knelt beside the wonton lady, saying to her in a trembling voice:
"Dan Niang, you must hold on. Don't let anything happen to you. If anything happens to you, our son and daughter will be left without a mother... Maybe you don't know this, Dan Niang? I just came back from the Shen family. The second young lady has already promised us that she can definitely save our children..."
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