Chapter 8 Chapter 8 (Revised) Stealing People
Sang Baiyu heard many legends about Southeast Asian countries in later generations. The Internet exaggerated the concept of ghosts and gods to be very mysterious, such as raising little ghosts.
Zhang Minmin's deskmate said that they were the only ones who worshipped the flying-head god in Mangzhai.
There was also a head appearing at the door of the police station.
"There's a reason why my parents don't let me go. I heard that kids get lost all the time over there."
Zhang Minmin said, "I remember now. Mang Village is very scary, so I also feel scary when I see Min Wen. I am acting on behalf of heaven!"
Zhang Minmin tried to whitewash her behavior.
Sang Baiyu asked, "Did Min Wen bully you?"
“…Not really.”
"Have you ever bullied other students?"
“…”
Sang Baiyu smiled.
Zhang Minmin said dejectedly, "I know, I know. I was wrong."
"Min Wen is actually quite good, but it's a pity that she lives in Mang Village. They say the sinkhole in Mang Village eats children, so many of us classmates don't dare to interact with her." My deskmate lowered his voice and sighed, "Min Wen is very unlucky. Her father is unreliable, and her mother prefers her younger brother. Not only is her family poor, but no one is willing to take care of her."
Born into a poor family that favors boys over girls, it is easy to imagine that Min Wen's life is much more difficult than that of ordinary people.
Sang Baiyu said: "This is normal, my parents are the same."
"What?!" Zhang Minmin exclaimed, "Your parents don't like you! God! Are they blind?!"
Sang Baiyu, who made the entire Pingxiang Street happy, actually has people who dislike her?!
Zhang Minmin was heartbroken, but she tried hard to suppress the corners of her mouth.
Some people don't like Sang Baiyu, hehehe...
Sang Baiyu propped up his head and looked at her.
Zhang Minmin sat down obediently and said, "I will condemn them for the rest of my life."
The classmate's affection for Sang Baiyu increased sharply. She held Sang Baiyu's hand and said, "Poor thing, since they like boys, then there are only boys left. Why do they do this to you?"
Zhang Minmin: “!!”
She snatched Sang Baiyu's hand away, "Don't be sad, they are not important, we all like you! From now on, you will stay in Pingxiang Street! Stay in the jade shop!"
When it comes to jade shops, Sang Baiyu's thoughts drift away.
My eldest sister, sister Hongying, and sister Xiaoman are all very nice.
Although the second brother didn't like her, he was nice to her.
What if they don't want to keep her and send her to China?
She doesn't want to leave.
Sang Baiyu whispered, "How can I make them accept me completely?"
With yesterday's experience, Sang Baiyu waited for Fang Xiaoman after school.
The teaching quality of Pingxiang Middle School is average, and high school students do not need to take extra classes.
Upon learning that Sang Baiyu wanted to go to Mang Village, Fang Xiaoman lowered her voice and said, "Haven't you heard? They eat children over there—especially pretty little girls like you. Crunch, crunch, crunch, the bones are so delicious!"
Sang Baiyu: "..."
She cooperated with Fang Xiaoman and said, "Oh, how scary."
"whispering sound!"
Fang Xiaoman wondered, "It would be so nice to go home and eat, drink and have fun. Do you really want to go find the body?"
Sang Baiyu said honestly: "The head is definitely related to Mang Village. Although the smell is different, there are similarities."
Fang Xiaoman couldn't understand Sang Baiyu's theory of smell. She asked, "Do you like murder cases so much?"
Sang Baiyu didn't know how to answer.
If she could prove that her scent theory was true, and if she could find the murderer, wouldn't she be useful to the jade shop? Wouldn't she be driven away in the future?
Sang Baiyu said firmly: "I will go!"
Fang Xiaoman spread his hands.
You really can't do anything about a child, she is much more mature!
*
Although Pingxiang Street is messy, there are businesses on both sides of the street, and the economic situation is actually quite good. Longxinggang is a small border town in Ninglan Country, and villages consisting of dilapidated thatched houses can be seen everywhere, which cannot be compared with Pingxiang Street.
The residents of Mangzhai are almost all Ninglan people, and you can see several thatched houses every few fields.
Thatched houses are mostly made of bamboo, 20 to 30 centimeters off the ground, much lower than regular stilt houses.
Longxinggang City is hot and humid, and this kind of house is convenient for ventilation and heat dissipation.
Sang Baiyu discovered that there were villagers at both entrances of Mangzhai.
There were also people in front of the thatched huts, and they gathered in groups and whispered to each other.
Occasionally someone would pass by the thatched hut, and even if they were from the same village, they would stare at each other scrutinizingly.
Sang Baiyu whispered, "It's very exclusive. It doesn't look right... Sister Xiaoman, I'll sneak in. You wait here."
"That won't do. If something happens to you, who will protect you? I have to go with you."
Sang Baiyu said: "But I can't implicate you."
There is a mysterious flying-headed god in Mangzhai, as well as a sinkhole that eats children. Everyone is on alert, fearing that something might go wrong if they go in.
Sang Baiyu cherishes her life very much, but she has to prove herself before they are willing to take her in, but she cannot implicate Fang Xiaoman.
Fang Xiaoman put her hands on her hips and lectured her, "I'm your sister, what's the point of saying I'm involved or not? And with just them, can they deal with me?!"
Sang Baiyu looked at her blankly.
Are the bully sisters good at fighting?
Fang Xiaoman was secretly delighted: After all these years, it's finally her turn to act like a big sister! !
Fang Xiaoman asked: "Do you want to hear what they say?"
Sang Baiyu nodded.
"Do you want a cruel way or a non-cruel way?"
Sang Baiyu: “…Ah?”
Fang Xiaoman took out the black "button" and said, "The receiver is in my hand. I'm going to catch a bird, tie it to it, drive it over, and then kill it. When it falls, we'll be able to hear it."
Sang Baiyu: "..., isn't the noise too loud?"
"Then just throw it," Fang Xiaoman turned to the direction they were facing away from and threw it towards a pile of weeds. "Let's check it out after we're done."
Fang Xiaoman turned on the receiver and the voices of those people came over.
Sang Baiyu: "!!"
A bug?!
Isn't this the backward Ninglan Country, the backward 1990s?!
Sang Baiyu exclaimed, "Where did it come from?"
Fang Xiaoman raised an eyebrow, "I did it."
Sang Baiyu: "!!"
Fang Xiaoman said: "Hongying also helped. She is more proficient in theory."
Sang Baiyu's mood could no longer be described as shocked.
She thought bullies would beat people with their fists, but she didn't expect that they had already used technology!
Sang Baiyu's eyes were full of admiration, "Sister Xiaoman, what else can you do?"
"That's a lot. I'm a genius! Just listen first. I'll brag to you about it when we get home."
The receiver only heard male voices, speaking words that Sang Baiyu could not understand.
Fang Xiaoman translated it for her——
"Min Chun hasn't gone out for several days. Keep an eye on his house."
"They have nothing to do with that incident. Even if they escape or are caught, it won't affect us."
"People from China cannot be trusted."
"I heard Min Chun and Li Rong arguing the other day... They quarrel all the time."
The surname Min is not common, and Sang Baiyu guessed that Min Chun was a relative of Min Wen.
When Min Wen came back on his bicycle, the others stopped talking.
Min Wen walked into one of the bamboo buildings.
The bamboo house was a little shabby, with clothes hanging on the handrails of the stairs.
The clothes are all dusty and there are few new ones.
She didn't communicate with others, but their eyes were always on her, which made Sang Baiyu feel uncomfortable.
Fang Xiaoman said: "It seems that your classmate's relationship with them is not very good."
The accident happened at this time.
Not knowing what had happened, the men in front of the bamboo building suddenly became alert and walked towards the entrance of the village.
People came out of the bamboo house one after another, picking up shovels or hammers.
They moved forward silently, knowing what to do without communicating with each other.
Fang Xiaoman whispered, "There are outsiders here. Look at them like thieves."
While they were away, Fang Xiaoman sneaked over to pick up the bug.
Sang Baiyu ran out, looked around, and said, "My classmate said that every household in Mang Village worships the Flying Head God, but I haven't seen any on my way here. Could they keep it in their houses?"
Longxinggang is a very strange place. There is freedom of belief, and various Buddhas and gods can be seen everywhere on the streets.
Sang Baiyu thought that she would see many flying-headed gods after coming to Mangzhai. She had even imagined in her mind how terrifying they were, but nothing happened.
Where is the Flying Head God?
*
There was only one police car in the entire police station, so Wu Yuanqing shamelessly went to borrow another one.
The detectives still had no room to sit down, so they had to ride their bicycles to Mangzhai, and the situation was out of control for a while.
As soon as Wu Yuanqing got off the car, he saw the people of Mangzhai holding various tools that could be used. They gathered together, with dark skin and tall and thin bodies. Almost all of them were Ninglan people.
Ruan Feng reminded in a low voice, "This kind of village is very united."
Even if they are detectives, they may not be friendly.
Wu Yuanqing said: "Remind everyone to protect themselves, life is the most important thing."
After he finished speaking, Wu Yuanqing walked forward.
He showed his ID and said, "We've received a report that there's an unusually foul smell here and we need to inspect it. Who is the village chief?"
Ruan Feng translated on the side.
An old man with a sharp gaze came out.
He was about seventy years old. Although it was summer, he was wearing a long robe and his dark skin contrasted sharply with his white beard.
Wu Yuanqing repeated his request.
Zuko walked towards Wu Yuanqing on crutches. His voice was low and many words were not pronounced correctly. "Outsiders are not allowed to come in. You should leave quickly, otherwise the gods will not let you go!"
Ruan Feng said, "He's being mysterious and trying to drive us away."
Wu Yuanqing showed his gun and said, "You don't want anyone in the village to get hurt. The stench can come from many sources. It could be ordinary meat or a corpse. If it's a corpse, judging by your posture, outsiders can't get in. It must be the corpse of one of your people."
Before coming to Mangzhai, he went to get a gun. The procedure for getting a gun at Longxinggang was very simple. After registration, he did not need to return it in a short time.
After Ruan Feng finished translating, there was a small commotion in the crowd.
"There's a dead body in the village?!"
"He's lying to us, don't be fooled."
"But I heard that Min Chun hasn't been home for several days..."
"No matter how much he doesn't care about his wife and children, he wouldn't abandon them and run away. Could something have really happened? Xiaowen has been acting strangely the past few days."
Zuko's lip trembled.
After a moment, he stepped aside and said, "We'll follow you. Once we're done, leave as soon as possible!"
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[狗头] JJ has drawn again. He didn’t update around 6 o’clock. Now he only draws the content summary. Since I have already drawn one book, I decided to draw this one as well!
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