Seeing the blood under the old lady's body, Ling Ran knew that the murder weapon must have been pulled out.
He reached out and touched the old lady's nose and neck, then turned her over and saw a wound on her back that was bleeding.
Ling Ran shook his head. Zhou Xiang didn't believe it. "You seal the wound and I'll feed her juice."
Ling Ran did as he was told and grabbed a piece of clothing from the bed to block the old lady's back.
I will only be satisfied after letting the little girl try it.
Zhou Xiang took out 5 types of fruits, a knife, a bowl and a juicer, and squeezed out the juice quickly.
Ling Ran lifted the old lady's body slightly to make it easier for the little girl to feed her juice.
Zhou Xiang roughly pried open the old lady's mouth and poured half a bowl of juice into her mouth. Half of the juice went in and the other half spilled.
Zhou Xiang took out another Type 5 fruit, continued squeezing the juice, and continued feeding it to the old lady. After feeding her four fruit juices in a row, the old lady slowly opened her eyes.
Zhou Xiang smiled with tears in his eyes, "Auntie, are you awake?"
The aunt's scattered eyes gathered focus after hearing Zhou Xiang's voice, "Okay, child, don't waste good things anymore, I can't do it anymore, listen to me, that kid is a devil, the devil we hate the most, you have to be careful.
There's something under the vegetables in the yard. Dig it out and pass it around. Be sure not to yell. That kid has to go."
As the old lady spoke, her strength and spirit seemed to have recovered a lot.
Ling Ran knew that this was a combination of juice and last breath.
Zhou Xiang sniffed and nodded, "The kid was caught and tied up. He's right here on the ground!"
The old lady smiled with relief, "Okay, don't feel guilty, I don't blame you, it's my own fault for talking too much that I ended up like this. The thing in the vegetable garden is the only thing left in the Taoist temple as the legend goes.
I too received it from the elders who passed down the legend to me. You can take it away and leave it to the next person who takes over the legend, or you can deal with it yourself.
The juice is delicious and warm, like the winter sun. I miss my child and his father. Bury me by the Huai River. I'm waiting for his father to come and pick me up.
The old lady took her last breath but did not close her eyes. She was looking outside the door. Perhaps, she always kept the door wide open, waiting for that faint hope, hoping that her family members who were washed away by the flood might still be alive and could still find their way home.
"aunt!"
Zhou Xiang cried out sadly, it was her fault, she was the one who brought disaster to the old lady.
Ling Ran put the old lady down and hugged the sad little girl, "Dear! It's not your fault. The old lady passed away peacefully. Her wish has been fulfilled, and she can be reunited with her family."
Zhou Xiang burst into tears in his arms, "It's my fault, it's my fault, I wasn't careful enough!"
Ling Ran hugged her tightly and patted her back. "Yes, it's your fault. Then, shouldn't you fulfill Auntie's wish? If you hadn't met us, Auntie might not have had a single wish fulfilled, right?"
Zhou Xiang didn't answer, but just let himself cry.
Ling Ran hugged her and let her cry enough. He took out a tissue to wipe her tears and said, "Okay, now that you've cried enough, let's get down to business."
Zhou Xiang took the tissue and wiped herself, then she thought of something, walked to the man, and kicked him randomly in the chest and back.
The man was kicked awake, but his hands and feet were tied, so he could only passively accept the heavy and hateful kicks on his body.
Ling Ran pulled the little girl over and said, "We still have to keep him alive, it will be useful."
Zhou Xiang knew this of course, otherwise, with her strength, she could kick the man to death with just a few kicks.
Seeing the little girl retreat, Ling Ran took a little bit of medicine powder and flicked it towards the man's nose. The man immediately collapsed.
Ling Ran pulled the little girl out of the back room and pointed to the vegetable patch in the yard, "Auntie's first wish."
The rain became lighter again. Zhou Xiang squatted down, carefully pulled out the vegetables from the field, stacked them, tied them up, and put them away.
These were all planted by my aunt herself, and they cannot be wasted.
Ling Ran pulled the vegetables from the other side, tied them up, and handed them to the little girl to put away. After the vegetables were pulled, Zhou Xiang's mood calmed down.
Ling Ran took the shovel by the wall and started digging. Since there was no specific location, he could only dig the entire vegetable patch.
Soon, the vegetable field was dug into a big pit. When it was more than one meter deep, a pickled vegetable jar was dug out in the middle.
Ling Ran pried out the jar, placed it beside the pit, and climbed out.
Zhou Xiang opened the jar and found a small wooden box inside. She reached out and took out the box and handed it to Ling Ran. "Look, it's very similar to your wooden box."
Ling Ran went to the kitchen to fetch some water to wash his hands, then returned to Zhou Xiang and took out the wooden box from his storage ring and placed it side by side with this wooden box.
"Hmm! It must be a product of its time. Open it and take a look."
Zhou wanted to open the wooden box, and there was only a small jade pendant inside. When she saw the jade pendant, she had an idea and another wooden box appeared in her hand.
She placed the wooden box in Ling Ran's hand and opened it. "The remaining jade pendants in the Wang family are similar to this one, Auntie."
She picked up a jade pendant in one hand. The size and shape of the jade pendant were similar, but the patterns and designs were completely different.
"This, Auntie, should be related to the legend. Didn't you say it was the only thing left in the Taoist temple? I don't know about the Wang family's."
"Put it away first!"
"Um!"
Zhou Xiang packed the jade pendants back into their original boxes and put the two wooden boxes back into the storage ring.
Ling Ran handed his wooden box to Zhou Xiang, "Keep it yours! The seeds here shouldn't have any life. If you keep doing this, they might all die."
Zhou Xiang took the wooden box and put it on the bookshelf in the space study.
Ling Ran backfilled the excavated soil, stepped on it, and only needed to fill the top layer back.
The yard was back to normal except for the vegetables. Ling Ran wiped the dirt off his raincoat and shook off the excess dirt on his rain boots.
Zhou wanted to see him finish sorting things out and asked him what to do with the man.
"Since this man is a spy from Country R, he can disappear, but we can't catch him. We don't know if there are still any of their people in Huai County. So, we can't expose ourselves, but we can't send him out either. We still have to pry his mouth."
"What should we do then? Should we 'put' it away?"
"Yes, that's what I mean. First, take him to the wooden house with only a door."
Zhou Xiang had no choice but to go into the back room and "collect" the still limp man.
Then wait and see how Ling Ran will deal with Auntie's funeral.
Ling Ran said, "The old lady was isolated by the villagers. She was very lonely. Otherwise, why would she stop strangers to talk and invite strangers to eat? Therefore, she doesn't need the villagers to handle her funeral. She doesn't care about the villagers' hypocrisy.
Besides, the old lady's death was unnatural, and we will definitely not be able to silence the villagers. If we stay, we will be exposed. If we don't stay, the villagers will call the police, and we will be exposed again. So let's arrange for the old lady to disappear!
If she disappears, all her remaining belongings belong to the villagers, and they certainly won’t report it to the police.”
Zhou Xiang also felt that it would be inappropriate to let the villagers handle the old lady's funeral, so he agreed to Ling Ran's proposal.
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