It was still a bloody massacre. Fang Zhiyi even invited many nearby villagers. Fu Yunshen watched the miserable end of those bandits the whole time. He felt his stomach churning and wanted to vomit but couldn't. He originally thought that he would die here too, but they didn't kill him.
"No one here knows you." Someone slapped his face with a knife. "You need to go back to Xicheng and recognize those people."
Fu Yunshen felt a little scared, but he still remained stubborn.
The security guards took good care of him. Even the prison van that escorted him was specially made. They specially selected a kind of wood full of sharp thorns to make a temporary prison van. Fu Yunshen could only stand upright in it. If he moved even a little, he would be stabbed and bleed.
Soon someone brought a piece of paper. It was written by Fang Zhiyi himself: "The leader of Qingfeng Village - Xiashanhu!"
Beneath the title were the crimes he had committed, and Fu Yunshen had a bad feeling.
Of course, the team escorting him did not go directly to Xicheng, but wandered slowly around various cities, towns, and even villages, as if he was some rare animal.
Fang Zhiyi also thoughtfully assigned him a storyteller. Wherever he went, the storyteller would make a pot of tea and tell the onlookers the story of Fu Yunshen, once, twice, and three times. He himself was a little confused. Had he done so many bad things?
But it seemed that he really did it, but he killed so many people that he could no longer remember.
He was greeted with spit and insults from the people. If the escorting soldiers had not been afraid that he would die on the road, they would not have tried to stop the people from throwing stones.
Fu Yunshen's eyes gradually shifted from madness and paranoia to fear and numbness. Every day, he faced those who treated him harshly and mercilessly. He began to reflect: Wasn't what he was doing normal? Why did they treat him this way? In this world, the law of the jungle is the law of survival, isn't it?
When he thought of Shen Zhixia, his thoughts drifted back to the day they'd escaped. It was a torrential downpour, and they were trapped in a cave. Late in the night, the earthen wall at the back of the cave collapsed from the heavy downpour. Seeing this, Fu Yunshen climbed out without hesitation, trying to escape this dangerous place.
Yet, that foolish woman, Shen Zhixia, clung to his legs, mumbling nonsense and refusing to let go. Didn't she know that in this life-or-death situation, everyone should save their own life first? When disaster strikes, everyone flees. The unwise thing to do is to escape!
He was also a bandit, so he knew what kind of torture he would suffer if he fell into the hands of bandits. So, he hardened his heart and kicked Shen Zhixia in the face with all his strength. Shen Zhixia let go. Then, without looking back, he desperately crawled out, just wanting to escape this terrible place as soon as possible.
Later, he met Marshal Chen who was out hunting. With his skills and eloquence, he caught the attention of Marshal Chen and got up again.
I wonder where she is. Is she dead?
It’s better for her to die. She loved beauty, and it would be painful for her to live with her face like that.
When will I die? No, I won’t.
Fu Yunshen had a strong confidence that he would not die, definitely not.
In endless torment and wild thoughts, he finally returned to the familiar place, Xicheng, where his dream began.
Yan Qi, who had received the news early, was waiting at the door. He just glanced at the half-dead Fu Yunshen in the prison car and hurried to Fang Zhiyi.
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