Chapter 80 Wedding and mourning (11) (1)
The body hanging from the tree not only shocked the program crew, but also the guide Yang Tu's face changed drastically, as if he remembered some bad memories. His face turned blue and black, and his eyes were fixed on the body hanging in the air, revealing anger and hatred.
But everyone's attention was drawn to the corpse on the tree, and no one noticed that something was wrong with Yang Tu.
Amid the panicked and frightened exclamations of the crowd, Yan Shixun glanced at Yang Tu and memorized his reaction.
"What, what is this? Suicide?" one of the guests asked with a pale face.
The guests who were facing this kind of scene for the first time were so shocked by the shock of real and ugly death that they stood there stunned with their minds going blank.
Some people were even retching from the stench of rotten meat, and could not help but hide to the other side and vomit.
An atmosphere of oppression and fear permeated the entire team. Everyone took several steps back at the same time, trying to stay as far away from the corpse as possible.
“Maybe some kid is playing a prank and hung it up there to scare passersby.” One of the staff members looked reluctant and stuttered, “There was a naughty kid in my neighborhood before who left a rubber model in the basement. When everyone saw it, they thought it was dead, but later they found out it was a prank.”
When people are faced with events that exceed their tolerance limit, they will subconsciously try to find excuses, deny the seriousness of the event, and try their best to make things acceptable to themselves.
After hearing the possibilities proposed by the staff, everyone in the program crew felt a little relieved and also began to look forward to it.
Yes, it is also possible that it is not a corpse, but a model that looks like a human.
Facing the expectant gazes of the staff, Zhang Wubing swallowed his saliva, feeling uneasy and wanting to step back.
But because he was in front of the camera and under everyone's gaze, Zhang Wubing still remembered that he had to maintain his "director's posture" and could not show his cowardice in public. So he had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk forward to get closer to confirm whether it was a corpse or a prank.
"Click", "Click"...
There was a thick layer of fallen leaves in the woods, as if no one had interfered with the movement of nature for a long time. As a result, the long period of time had created a layer of fallen leaves that was more than ten centimeters thick. When Zhang Wubing stepped on it, he suddenly felt empty under his feet. He staggered a few steps and almost sprained his ankle. It looked very funny.
But no one noticed Zhang Wubing at this time. Everyone held their breath and watched Zhang Wubing walk into the woods step by step, praying silently in their hearts that this must be just a false alarm and that it must be just a human model.
As Zhang Wubing stepped into the pile of fallen leaves, the strong humus smell that had been covered by layers of fallen leaves for a long time due to lack of people leaked out, emitting a terrible and unpleasant odor. Zhang Wubing covered his mouth and nose as soon as he inhaled a little, frowned, and quickly quickened his pace, wanting to finish the battle quickly and leave quickly.
However, when Zhang Wubing got closer, he could see clearly that the person swaying slightly in the wind was indeed a person who had been hanged on the tree for who knows how long.
Zhang Wubing squinted his eyes to see clearly, and suddenly he felt that the man who was already hanged on the rope actually twisted in the air. His head, which was strangled and facing downward, was right in front of Zhang Wubing's sight. The pair of eyeballs that had been rotten to the point that only half of them were left out of the eye sockets, actually turned and suddenly looked towards Zhang Wubing.
Zhang Wubing: “!!!”
Zhang Wubing was so frightened that he tried to step back, but he tripped because the ground was uneven under the rotten leaves under his feet and he fell backwards into the leaves.
Zhang Wubing's frightened look also infected the people behind him who had been watching him with bated breath. Many of them exclaimed subconsciously, and their hearts, which had been slightly calmed down by the guess made by the staff, were raised to their throats again and beat rapidly.
Yan Shixun, who had been silently paying attention to Zhang Wubing, frowned, walked forward with big strides, stretched out his hand to lift Zhang Wubing up by the back of his collar, then put him in his arms and carried him out of the woods as if he was carrying a sack.
When they returned to the sunny mountain road, Yan Shixun threw Zhang Wubing to the ground.
Zhang Wubing no longer cared about his dignity as a director. He just hugged Yan Shixun's thighs tightly, crying for his life.
"So, what did you see?"
Yan Shixun, who didn't like to interact with people, moved his long legs, but still resisted the urge to kick this guy out. He asked patiently, "You weren't like this when you first saw that thing. You behaved quite well. What happened when you approached it to scare you like this?"
Zhang Wubing knew that Yan Shixun was reminding him to pay attention to his image, but he couldn't help it at this moment. What dignity or not, is life important?
"Then, that is indeed a dead person."
Zhang Wubing had a sad face and said tremblingly: "I felt like he glanced at me just now."
As soon as these words were spoken, the crowd, who were already nervous, was suddenly in an uproar.
Seeing that everyone was about to panic and become agitated, Yan Shixun decisively replaced Zhang Wubing to take control of the situation.
"Call the authorities and let them handle this matter."
Yan Shixun glanced at the people behind him without any emotion, and said calmly: "We came to Jiazifen Village to participate in the farm fun, and the other cases have nothing to do with us. We are just enthusiastic citizens who happened to see it when we passed by, and it is our greatest responsibility to provide information to the authorities."
“The destination remains the same, and we will continue on our way after officials take over.”
Yan Shixun calmly and decisively assigned tasks to the staff and divided the work among them.
This calmness also infected everyone, allowing everyone to gradually get rid of the panic they had just felt. As they looked at Yan Shixun's still calm figure, their hearts slowly returned to their original position, and they felt safe again.
The impact just now was so fierce that they forgot in their rapidly changing emotions that Yan Shixun was standing next to them.
Yan Shixun is like a magic needle that stabilizes the sea. As long as Yan Shixun is there, they will not be in danger.
——Old guests and staff who have experienced life-and-death escapes always remember Yan Shixun appearing in front of everyone like a god descending from heaven at Guishan and Yelang Peak, coming against the light and protecting everyone's lives from the hands of ghosts.
Bai Shuang's expression moved slightly, the original fear faded away, and the look she had when she looked at Yan Shixun was actually filled with a hint of excitement and admiration.
After experiencing a great ups and downs in their mood, the other staff members were calmed down by Yan Shixun and began to work again in an orderly manner.
Some quickly readjusted the angle of the live broadcast main screen, avoiding the corpse over there and turning to the beautiful autumn scenery of the surrounding mountains.
Some looked for the local official contact number, and some sent an incident explanation to the video platform to prove that this was a sudden accident during the live broadcast and had nothing to do with the program team. Please do not ban the live broadcast permission.
Some quickly took out their computers and started writing announcements, waiting to post them on social platforms immediately after the official took over the matter.
For most of them, it was the first time for them to see a dead person with their own eyes, and the strong psychological impact could not be eliminated in a short period of time.
So, even though the staff had already returned to normal work, the guests forced themselves to put on smiles while comforting and explaining to their respective split screens, but everyone's hands were still shaking and their voices were filled with tears.
Among them, only one person remained calm.
While everyone was busy on the spot, Yan Shixun left Zhang Wubing to the confused Lu Xingxing aside, and stepped into the field of fallen leaves that Zhang Wubing had just walked through with his long legs.
The bright sunlight was blocked by layers of leaves, and after passing through the leaves that had already turned red in autumn, the light was also dyed red, and projected on the ground as if it was covered with blood.
Deep in the bloody and gloomy woods, a man was hanged on a thick branch by a hemp rope, his head hung in front of his chest. His face, which was facing downward, was blue and black, and his specific facial features could not be seen.
The corpse was severely decomposed all over, with corpse fluid soaking through the clothes. Some pieces of flesh and body tissue had rotted to the point where they could no longer be connected to the corpse, and were half hanging on the skin and flesh, emitting a foul odor.
In the area around the feet of the corpse, there were not only rotten tissues that had fallen off, but also some long and thin white maggots wriggling and rolling. The white color was so conspicuous among the black and red rotten flesh.
Yan Shixun was not a professional forensic doctor, but he had seen many people killed by wronged souls and evil spirits, and had sent souls to the underworld. He had also been to funeral halls and crematoriums countless times. Having seen so much, he could naturally make a rough judgement on the condition of the corpse.
Judging from the degree of decay, considering the high temperature in summer and the local climate, the person should have been dead for several months. In addition, when I asked the village party secretary about the roadblock yesterday, he mentioned that the roadblock was set up half a year ago, and the communication with the neighboring village was also cut off about half a year ago. Since then, no one from Jia Village has gone up the mountain.
The villagers of Jia Village have lived here for generations. Before Jia Village developed along the highway, they had little say in the clan and always had to cross the mountains to go to the ancestral hall and the clan leader. They are much more familiar with this mountain and the mountain road than the people in the program crew.
If they had seen the body, they would not have ignored it until now.
The only explanation is that this man hanged himself here after the two villages severed ties.
But……
Yan Shixun looked around the corpse and did not see any flies or carrion-eating insects except for the dust floating in the blood-red light.
He had been dead for half a year and his body had rotted to this extent, but he was still hanging on the tree without falling down, and there were no flies flying around on the rotten flesh... Was this person's cause of death really hanging?
Yan Shixun raised his head again and looked calmly at the face of the corpse lying face down. He was not at all frightened by the terrifying head that was completely blue and black.
He still remembered that Zhang Wubing said that the corpse had just glanced at him.
However, under Yan Shixun's gaze, the corpse did not suffer from the situation that Zhang Wubing had just encountered. It was still slightly swaying in the cold wind blowing through the mountains. The hemp rope tied high up on the tree branch made a "creak... creak" sound, which looked even more creepy in the depths of the cold and dim woods.
"Brother Yan." A timid shout came from behind.
The staff did not dare to go into the woods. They could only stand in the sun on the mountain road that was covered with weeds. They shouted to Yan Shixun, "We have contacted the local county people, but, but..."
The staff hesitated and did not dare to say this directly during the live broadcast.
Yan Shixun understood the staff's hesitation, so he took a few final glances at the corpse, then turned and walked out of the woods.
"What's wrong?"
The staff member lowered his voice and whispered in Yan Shixun's ear: "I called the receptionist, but the other party told me that he would try his best to report it, but asked me not to hold out too much hope."
"He said..."
The staff member glanced around and confirmed that the guests' split-screen live broadcasts were not next to him, then whispered: "He said that this used to be the land of the Yang clan, and many people in the county are also descendants of the Yang clan. If it is confirmed that the Yang clan was bullied by outsiders, it would be fine, but if it is a problem of the Yang clan themselves, he may be powerless to do anything."
"The Yang clan is involved in more than a dozen villages. They have their own clan rules and of course they won't believe what outsiders say. Don't waste any more time. It's useless no matter who you call."
Suddenly, Yang Tu's voice rang out beside Yan Shixun: "Give up, just pretend you didn't see it and continue your journey. I'll take you to Jiazifen Village, and let me handle these. I'll go home and tell Grandpa, he's the village party secretary, and he'll handle it properly. When you come back, I promise you won't see this thing again."
The staff member was startled, but was quickly comforted by Yan Shixun, who asked her to find other official contact information, and then turned to look at Yang Tu.
This young man who had always been full of smiles and youthful energy, now had a cold expression on his face. Yang Tu looked at the corpse in the woods with a mixture of disgust and joy, like the joy of a passerby who saw the evildoer get the punishment he deserved, and some other more complex and difficult to distinguish emotions.
It didn't seem like the heavy emotion that he should have at his age, but rather like someone who had experienced many things.
"What do you mean?" Yan Shixun raised his eyebrows and said in a magnetic voice: "I would like to hear the details."
Yang Tu pursed his lips and said nothing.
But the fist hanging at his side was clenched.
Yan Shixun saw Yang Tu's distrust, so he withdrew his gaze from Yang Tu and stared at the corpse swaying in the wind together with Yang Tu.
"You asked me yesterday why your second uncle let me into his room."
When Yang Han was mentioned, Yang Tu's fists, which had been clenched until his knuckles turned white, loosened and he subconsciously looked up at Yan Shixun.
Yan Shixun put his wrist on his waist, looked into the distance with a relaxed attitude and said: "Since you know what happened to your second uncle, you should know the names of Yang Hua and Yang Guang."
Yang Tu was stunned, and immediately became alert: "How do you know... who you are! What are you doing here?"
"Other people are here for fun, but I came here because Yang Guang asked me to. That's why I talked to Yang Han for so long, all to save his two friends from back then."
Yan Shixun calmly shifted his gaze to Yang Tu and said, "Even if I don't continue, you should be able to guess what I will do, right?"
"So for the sake of your second uncle's only two remaining friends, come and help me."
Yan Shixun's voice was deliberately lowered, sounding extremely sincere. Combined with his slender body, it seemed oppressive but not panic-inducing. Instead, it made people feel that he had a reassuring power.
For a moment, Yang Tu couldn't find any reason to refuse.
He stared at Yan Shixun for a few seconds, then turned his head and looked at the corpse with a look of disgust that no longer concealed any hatred.
"You are two years older than me, so I will call you Brother Yan."
Yang Tu took a deep breath, as if to calm down his anger, and then he said, "I told you to ignore it and just leave. I'm not trying to hide anything. I'm really doing this for your own good. I know you're from the city, so you don't know too much about the situation here."
"Our situation is different from yours." Yang Tu laughed sarcastically, "Didn't the sister just say that the person who answered the phone also advised her not to worry about it? That person was kind and was protecting her."
"For the Yang clan, clan rules are more important than anything else. As for the laws and regulations outside, what are they? The Yang clan has never looked down upon them. They have their own code of conduct and believe that the ancestral tablets enshrined in their ancestral hall and the land gods they worship every year will protect them."
Yang Tu's tone was icy: "Don't even mention calling the county. Even if you call higher-ups, it won't work as long as there's someone with the surname Yang there. Here, Yang is like heaven, and the Yang family has everything going for them."
"Our Jia Village is located at the edge of the Yang family. We are the abandoned descendants of the Yang family. We fend for ourselves outside the mountains. We rely on the highway to start our own business and live a better life. Therefore, the Yang family has been less and less able to control us in recent years. But Brother Yan, don't think that every village here has a village party secretary and that the village party secretary's words are effective just because my grandfather is the village party secretary."
Yang Tu laughed sarcastically, "That doesn't exist. Here, whoever the clan leader tells to die must die, and whoever he tells to offer sacrifices to the gods must offer sacrifices to the gods. That's why my grandfather looked down on the clan more and more. He has a bad temper to begin with. The harvest in the village has been good in the past two years, and he has become emboldened. So when the clan refused to listen to his repeated persuasion, he simply drew a line with the entire clan and separated from the family. The roadblocks that blocked you were because he wanted to cut off contact with those people. Grandpa asked us to move our things to block them because he was afraid that the group would be angry about our breaking off relations and attack in the middle of the night."
Although the breakfast shop owner had said before when he was recounting his personal experience decades ago that he ran hundreds of kilometers with Yang Hua and ran out of the villages where the Yang family lived before he dared to stop in Binhai City, he also said that if he was discovered by the Yang family in those villages, he would definitely be caught and taken back to the village.
But Yan Shixun only thought that this situation existed decades ago. Even though the village party secretary and the young people in the family expressed their disgust for the clan yesterday, he did not expect that decades later, the Yang clan would still behave the same way.
"Because they don't trust people outside the mountain. They think that people outside the mountain are corrupt and don't even worship their ancestors. They even dare not listen to the words of the clan leader and ancestors in their dreams. They are not good people."
After hearing Yan Shixun's question, Yang Tu smiled sarcastically and said, "But while they are thinking this, they are also thinking about becoming a high-ranking official and making a fortune to bring honor to their family. Anyway, since I was born until now, those positions in the county have always been taken over by people from the Yang family, and they control all matters, big and small. If Heaven doesn't allow you to do this, you can't do it."
"So just pretend you didn't see anything today."
Yang Tu turned around expressionlessly: "I have to apologize to you. I should have climbed up in the early morning to take a look around and make sure there was no problem before taking you on this road. It was my oversleeping that caused the delay and scared you. So, let's go. Excessive attention will not do you any good..."
"Maybe, not necessarily."
Yan Shixun suddenly laughed and casually tossed and caught the phone in his hand.
He put one hand in his pocket, stood on the village road with his back to the sun in a relaxed posture, as if his whole body was integrated into the light, so dazzling that it was impossible to open one's eyes.
"It's just a small county, what's the big deal? There are shadows under the trees, but outside the trees, it's all sunshine."
The phone slid around Yan Shixun's palm and then dialed a number.
Under Yang Tu's stunned and surprised eyes, the call was quickly connected.
"Good morning, Mr. Yan." The smiling voice of the head of the official abnormal events department came over the phone.
"Good morning." Yan Shixun also asked with a smile: "You should have left someone to follow Zhang Wubing's program? What did they see?"
The official person in charge did not deny it: "After all, it is a program that we cooperate with, and it has been affirmed by Master Li of Haiyun Temple. We will of course attach great importance to it. As for what he saw... Although the camera flashed by, from the screenshots, it should be a person who hanged himself."
"Our country is vast and has many mountains. Every year, some people choose to spend their last moments in the dense forests and leave quietly. Although I personally feel very sad, such cases can be left to the local people. I have just received a letter of explanation from the program crew. Such incidents have a great impact on the program. It is an emergency during the live broadcast. Please rest assured, Mr. Yan, this will not affect the broadcast of the program."
"I'm not a professional, nor a forensic doctor, so I can't tell you what the cause of death was. It's just that."
Yan Shixun's magnetic voice with a smile paused, and then his tone turned serious and cold: "Do you know the clan issues in the Xiangnan area? I'm afraid this matter cannot be handed over to the local people."
Yan Shixun briefly explained to the official person in charge what he had seen, and threw the phone to Yang Tu. After he hurriedly caught the phone, he raised his chin to indicate that he should talk to the person on the phone.
Yang Tu was stunned, but soon realized that this was an opportunity for the "sky" above to hear his voice. Even though he was nervous and a little afraid of facing strangers, he still stuttered to explain the situation on his side.
When the official person in charge received Yan Shixun's call, he was both amused and touched. He felt that Yan Shixun really took the cooperation with the official to heart, so he came to report even such a small matter to him. So he also spoke in a kind tone at the beginning.
But as Yan Shixun and Yang Tu took turns to talk about the current situation and Yang Tu's concerns, the smile on the official person in charge's face gradually faded, and finally his brows were tightly furrowed, looking serious and angry.
"Okay... okay... okay, I have a general understanding of the situation, Mr. Yan. The situation Mr. Yang Tu described is indeed a problem that has existed in the Xiangnan area in recent years. Although I am not in charge of this department, please rest assured that this case will be handed over to us for the time being. We will call the people in the provincial capital later and ask them to handle it across levels."
The official in charge said in a serious tone: "Thank you Mr. Yan and Mr. Yang Tu for actively providing clues. If the situation is true, we will definitely deal with it seriously and will never allow anyone to "occupy the mountain as king."
"I see the show is still being filmed. Mr. Yan and the production crew should leave first. If they delay too long, the audience will become suspicious."
In order to ease the atmosphere, the official person in charge smiled and said, "Mr. Yang Tu is really a positive and motivated young talent. I believe that with young people like Mr. Yang Tu, the local development will definitely get better and better. If the situation is true, I will personally present Mr. Yan and Mr. Yang Tu with a pennant to express my gratitude."
This made Yang Tu very embarrassed.
"Jin, Jinqi." Yang Tu smiled shyly and scratched his hair. His face was flushed but his eyes were always bright and clear, exuding the vitality of a young man.
However, Yan Shixun, who was only a few years older than Yang Tu, behaved completely differently, in stark contrast.
Yan Shixun's face was expressionless, he just felt that the other party was repaying kindness with enmity.
I won’t mention any banners or anything like that. Bye.
Under the leadership of Yan Shixun, the matter was quickly handed over to the official person in charge for handling, and everyone in the program crew breathed a sigh of relief, no longer having to stay close to the corpse not far away.
It was the first time for everyone in the production crew to see such a disgusting corpse. They just wanted to stay as far away from it as possible. If they were a second late, they would have nightmares at night!
So, although it should be harder to go down the mountain than to go up, the crew came down from the pass at the top several times faster than when they went up the mountain. Not only did everyone have no interest in appreciating the beautiful scenery, but the guests were not as cheerful as they were during the previous climb, but walked with their heads down and their steps were fast.
As for Zhang Wubing, as the person who had faced the dead body the most directly, although he was frightened to the point of weakness, he was more afraid that the dead person's soul was still there. Knowing how much direct contact could attract ghosts, he wanted to stay away from the corpse as much as anyone else.
So he also supported his body which was so frightened that his hands and feet were limp, and he followed Yan Shixun crookedly, holding on to the sleeve of Yan Shixun, taking one deep step and one shallow step.
If someone who didn't know saw this, they would think these people were practicing for a race walking competition.
"Wang...Jiazifen Village is just ahead. Just follow this road."
After going down the mountain, Yang Tu didn't want to go forward, but pointed to the village not far away and said: "That's where you want to go. When you come back, you can ask the people from Jiazifen Village to take you back. Yang Yun and his family should be at home. He is very kind-hearted, so you don't have to worry."
After saying that, Yang Tu turned around and prepared to leave.
However, Yan Shixun grabbed Yang Tu by the neck with his long arms and brought him back. His powerful strength did not give him a chance to refuse.
The people around were preparing to politely say goodbye to Yang Tu: "???"
Ye Li, who had been standing aside, immediately became gloomy, and the look he gave Yang Tu was so sharp that it could kill.
"But what can I do? I have social phobia and am not good at dealing with people."
Yan Shixun laughed softly and said to Yang Tu: "I don't dare to talk to the Yang Yun you mentioned, or anyone else, nor do I dare to ask them to send me off. But if I go back the same way, I will run into the hanged man again. What should I do? I'm scared."
Yang Tu's face flushed red, and he tried to struggle out of Yan Shixun's arms shyly and embarrassedly. However, as he had been doing farm work for many years, he was no match for Yan Shixun's strength, and he failed after struggling several times.
"Yan, Brother Yan, just go find Yang Yun, seriously! Or you can just say my name, he will definitely be able to help you, we have been friends since we were little."
Yan Shixun was not moved at all: "I think it's better for you to stay. It's easier to talk to someone you know."
Yang Tu was about to refuse when he saw a few laughing figures running out from a field not far away and walking towards the village.
Yang Tu and the rest of the production crew were standing on the only road leading to the village.
The presence of this large group of people attracted the attention of those people.
"Yang Tu? Why are you here?"
When one of the young men saw Yang Tu's face clearly, he was surprised and said loudly, "It's great that you're here. How long has it been since we last met? Wait, I'll go back to the village and tell Yang Yun the good news. He was talking about you yesterday."
After saying this, without waiting for Yang Tu to react, the young man excitedly ran towards the village.
"I'm not..." Yang Tu stretched out his hand in vain to stop the young man, but he could only watch him run away without a trace.
Another young man came trotting over with a smile on his face, holding two fish tied with straw ropes in his hands. It seemed that they had just gone to the nearby Moon Creek to catch fish together.
"When you said you would never play with us again, I thought you were serious. Now that you're here, it's good. How about we go to the mountains to pick some fruits? Or grill some fish?"
"But..." The young man looked at the group of people from the production team next to Yang Tu in surprise and asked curiously, "Are these your friends, Yang Tu? They are all strangers. Did you meet them outside?"
Yan Shixun glanced back slightly and gave a quick and sharp look to Zhang Wubing who was still looking stupid behind him.
Zhang Wubing was startled and hurried over to say, "We are here to have fun at the farmhouse. Do you know how to get to the farmhouse in the village?"
The young man blinked and suddenly realized: "Oh! The restaurant opened by Yang Yun's family."
"Yes, Yang Yun went out with Yang Tu for two days before, and when he came back he said he wanted to open a farm stay. His father died early, and he is the head of the family. I didn't expect that many outsiders would come here to play."
The young man seemed very happy. He stepped forward and patted Yang Tu vigorously, saying, "You are really amazing, Yang Tu! Yang Yun listened to you and made a lot of money. Although many uncles and aunts in the village say that this thing corrupts customs, they are actually jealous of Yang Yun and want to do one themselves."
Then, the young man looked envious and disappointed and said, "I wish my dad would die someday. I can't stand him any more. Yang Tu, you don't know how sick he is now. I can't stand it any more."
This completely went against traditional filial piety, and the program crew members who heard it couldn't help but look sideways, wondering what the father had done to make his son say this in front of outsiders.
But the young man still remembered that this happened in front of outsiders, and after seeing his good friend blurt out the answer in excitement, he stopped talking and began to excitedly lead Yang Tu and the program crew to the farm house.
Yang Tu still tried to struggle: "I can't do it, I have to go back..."
But Yan Shixun suppressed all his struggles with one hand, and said calmly: "Now that we are here and have entered the village, do you want your friends to scold you for not valuing friendship?"
Yang Tu: “…………”
That makes a lot of sense, damn it!
Yang Tu looked at his friend in front of him who was talking a lot because of excitement, gave up struggling and started laughing.
Never mind, he hadn't seen his friend for half a year, so he just thought of it as visiting his friend. After all, it was his grandfather who told him to do this, so he shouldn't be scolded...right?
Yang Tu and the young man seemed very happy, while the members of the program crew were curiously admiring the scenery in the village and fields along the way.
Only Yan Shixun's eyebrows remained calm and without any fluctuations.
He kept Yang Tu because among the people in the village party secretary's family who clearly knew what happened back then, Yang Tu was the one who could most easily tell the specific details of that year.
The village party secretary resolutely kept silent. Yang Han was in poor mental condition. Only Yang Tu, the eldest son and grandson who was valued and had a good relationship with Yang Han, was told about what happened that year and was easily exposed.
Whether it is the village party secretary or Yang Tu, their attitudes towards Jiazifen Village show that the situation here cannot be taken lightly. And if he cannot successfully learn the situation from Jiazifen Village, Yang Tu will become his backup plan.
Because of the person that the dog was afraid of and the nightmare that Zhang Wubing had, Yan Shixun seemed more alert than ever.
The variety show star was still chatting and laughing with the guests, slowly getting over the dead body he had just seen on the top of the mountain, but when he saw the fields not far away, he hesitated.
"This land...why is it like this? Has no one taken care of it?"
But logically speaking, it shouldn't be in such a desolate and overgrown state.
Jia Village depends on the road for food, so what will this village in the mountains eat if it doesn't grow crops? But if this is the harvest, it's still too early.
The variety show host was completely puzzled. He looked at the fields not far away but couldn't see the specific situation. He couldn't ask the young man he just met so abruptly, so his head was full of question marks.
The farmhouse is located on the edge of the village, close to Moon Creek in front and mountains behind, with beautiful scenery.
On the way to the farm house, the young man leading the way seemed curious and excited. When introducing the farm house and the village to the program crew, he also asked them many questions about things outside the mountains, appearing envious and yearning.
“I really wish my father and grandfather would die quickly so that I can run away…” the young man sighed in a low voice.
Hearing this, Yan Shixun frowned and looked sideways.
This was the second time the young man expressed this sentiment, and his tone did not sound like a joke; he was seriously hoping that this would happen.
Why?
Without waiting for Yan Shixun to speak, he asked the young man indirectly why he said that. When passing by a house in the village, an elderly man who was sitting outside the gate enjoying the breeze looked at the program crew, pointed at Bai Shuang and cursed loudly: "What is a good girl wearing? It is immoral!"
The sudden scolding shocked everyone in the program crew and they looked at the old man in astonishment.
The old man's wrinkled face was filled with anger and disgust. He did not have the kindness and gentleness that you would normally have in an old man. Instead, his face was ferocious and scary.
Bai Shuang, who was directly named and scolded, was so surprised that she quickly looked down at herself.
She thought her clothes were hung somewhere or not tidied properly, but she saw that her clothes were still in normal condition. Her snow-white and slender long legs were exposed under the mid-thigh-length skirt and pants, and most of her arms were exposed under the puff sleeves, revealing her beautiful collarbone. She looked young and energetic, and the clothes were suitable for normal mountain climbing.
Can……
"You don't wear your pants properly, your sleeves are so short, and you put on makeup. Who do you think you are? Wouldn't your parents be ashamed of you? You are really a person who was born by a mother but not raised by a father. Didn't your father teach you..."
Bai Shuang, who had a cheerful personality, looked at the old man who was still cursing, pinched the corner of her clothes, wanted to refute but held back, tears welling up in her eyes.
But she saw a tall and strong figure standing in front of her, blocking the curses and glares for her.
Bai Shuang raised her head with tears in her eyes, and saw Yan Shixun raising his long arms, protecting her behind him. The back view was gentle and powerful enough to make people feel at ease.
Facing the old man, Yan Shixun had a cold expression and a look of condescending disdain. He sneered, "Since you think it is immoral but still continue to watch, then what are you? You have no sense of shame, haha."
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