Chapter 175: What does it feel like to kill someone for the first time?
Just a few corpses, thrown into the forest near a water source, would be eaten up by all kinds of wild beasts in the forest in no time.
Four people, four bodies. Sang Yu wanted to help carry one, but Liu Mao refused. He piled Wang Chengping and Zhang Xiulan on his shoulders and strode towards the forest.
He, an outsider, helped to kill someone and also took the initiative to help dispose of the body. In addition, his indifferent expression from beginning to end made the Sang family father and son, who originally felt that someone had died in front of them and were a little frightened, gradually calm down.
Sang Xingjia imitated Liu Mao's actions, wrapped the corpse's head with the clothes it was wearing, carried it on his back and followed behind him.
Seeing that his son was so brave, Sang Yongjing gritted his teeth, swallowed his saliva, and bowed several times to the corpse in front of him before wrapping the head and carrying it on his shoulder.
Sang Yu, who was the last one to fall behind, did not rush to catch up. He piled up the stepping stones that he had moved away before and climbed onto the official road. Seeing that Liu Mao had done the job carefully and did not leave any blood spots on it, he felt relieved.
She picked up all the things she had dropped and hid them in the shadows under the official road, then began to cover the bloodstains with the loose soil on the ground.
The blood in this muddy soil does not need to be cleaned specially. Just cover it with a layer of soil and let it rain for a few more times, and the blood will seep deep into the ground along with the rain, leaving no trace.
After covering up all traces of the fight and blood, she slowly chased after the three people with her purse in hand.
On the way, Sang Yu was thinking whether her behavior today was a little too cold-blooded.
A living person was killed right in front of her eyes, just one step away from her. She could even clearly see the pain on the person's face when his throat was cut by the knife.
But she was not moved at all, as if the person dying in front of her was not a person, but an animal.
Is it because she is bloodthirsty and cold-blooded by nature, or is there some other reason...
She frowned and pondered the question, but she still couldn't come up with an answer until she caught up with the three people carrying the corpse in front of her.
So she walked up to Liu Mao, walked side by side with him, and suddenly asked, "How did you feel when you killed someone for the first time?"
“…”
After Liu Mao was silent for a while, he finally spoke slowly.
"I didn't feel anything at first, but when I go to sleep at night, as soon as I close my eyes, I can remember the struggle and pain that person suffered before his death."
It was rare for him to say so much at once. Sang Yu nodded slightly to indicate that he understood, and then asked, "Do you regret killing someone?"
"No regrets." Liu Mao said three short words again, and then said no more.
Sang Yu didn't ask him why he didn't regret it. The fact that he didn't take the initiative to talk about it was already expressing his wish not to talk about it. She didn't need to keep asking and make herself bored.
She also remained silent for a long time, then suddenly spoke: "Do you think I'm cold-blooded? I saw you kill people but I wasn't scared at all."
"No. You shouldn't be afraid. I was the one who killed him."
"You know that's not what I meant. I wanted to ask..."
Sang Yu thought that he had misunderstood her question and was about to explain it in detail, but when she looked up, she saw that Liu Mao, who had been looking straight ahead, was now looking at her intently.
"This is how the world works. Even if you don't kill anyone, someone will still want to kill you. Did you ever intend to harm Wang Chengping and his family throughout this matter? No, but they still have bad intentions towards you."
Liu Mao finished his long speech and continued, "My father went to the southwest battlefield to guard the border. We should be the family of heroes who are respected and admired, but there are still people who want to climb over the wall to bully my mother."
"That's when I knew there weren't so many right and wrongs in this world. Killing someone doesn't need a reason. Besides, you didn't kill anyone. I did."
"...How old were you then?"
Even though Liu Mao didn't say it explicitly, Sang Yu still guessed the whole story from his words.
I'm afraid the first person Liu Mao killed was the man who tried to climb over the wall and humiliate his mother.
"Seven years old." After spitting out these two words, Liu Mao took a deep breath, quickened his pace and walked forward, obviously not wanting to say anything more.
After he left, the Sang family father and son, who had fallen behind, hurried to catch up, and Sang Yongjing looked at Sang Yu nervously.
"He didn't do anything to you, did he?"
They had never dealt with Liu Mao before, and the first time they met, he easily killed four people in front of them, which really left a deep psychological trauma on them.
Sang Yu shook her head slightly: "No, just talking about the past."
She hesitated several times before finally asking, "Dad, Big Brother, do you think I did something wrong today? Shouldn't I have killed someone and just handed him over to the authorities?"
She may not care about other people's eyes and opinions, but she doesn't want her loved ones who she recognizes to misunderstand her.
"Of course you're right, little sister. You did the right thing. Thanks to your quick thinking and promptness in inciting Liu Mao to rebel, otherwise it would be the three of us who would be carrying the weight on our shoulders right now."
Sang Xingjia was the first to answer. After spending quite a while with the corpse, he had gotten over his initial fear and was now only filled with excitement.
"Yes, Yu'er, you handled it very well. If you hadn't thought of buying some lime, the dagger in this man's body would have stabbed us."
Sang Yongjing took out an iron-black dagger with a sheath from somewhere and played with it carefully in his hand.
He had obviously searched the body.
The body he carried on his shoulders was the body of the first person who jumped down and was blinded by the lime.
If he had reacted a little slower and allowed the other party to pull out the dagger in time, the consequences would have been disastrous.
Seeing that Sang Yu was still frowning, Sang Xingjia freed one hand and gently patted her shoulder: "Little sister, they wanted to kill us, we were just fighting back in self-defense, don't feel burdened."
"Yes, yes, Yu'er, you not only saved the lives of our three fathers, but also saved the lives of our entire family."
"If we report it to the police, they haven't caused any actual harm. I guess they won't be locked up for long before they come out again and take revenge on us." Sang Yongjing also advised.
Regardless of whether what they said was true or not, Sang Yu's frown finally relaxed.
Even though she felt that she had done nothing wrong, she had lived in a society ruled by law for many years, so it was inevitable that she would have certain emotions and self-doubts about this matter.
With the guidance of her father and elder brother, she finally stopped worrying about it.
Several people climbed over the ridge, waded through the stream, and finally put down the four bodies at the edge of the opposite forest.
Sang Xingjia put down the body and immediately wanted to leave to wash his hands by the stream, but he saw that Sang Yongjing and the ruthless man Liu Mao were both standing there without moving, so he stopped in his tracks.
When he stretched his neck to see Sang Yongjing's movements clearly, he was even more shocked.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
