Chapter 241 Pig-killing

Knife Hu Zi's words made me look stunned. I lay on the bed for a long time without coming back to my senses.

"Wang Qian actually hanged herself? And... was she also abused? But how is this possible!" I looked incredulous.

It was already past ten o'clock in the evening when I sneaked into Aunt Wang's house last night. When I left her house, it was already around eleven o'clock. At that time, there was nothing abnormal in Aunt Wang's house except that the feng shui was bad.

But why did Wang Qian hang herself?

My intuition told me that there must be something else going on.

But damn, I sneaked into Aunt Wang's house last night. If Wang Qian was really abused, the authorities would definitely conduct an in-depth investigation. What should I do if the investigation leads to me?

I covered my forehead in silence, thinking what was going on!

"Qianyu, what's wrong with you? Why do you look so bad?" Huzi looked at me with a puzzled look. I shook my head and said, "Nothing, I didn't sleep well and I feel a little dizzy."

I took a deep breath. At this time, Pao Ling'er pushed the door and walked in. Seeing that I was awake, she said, "Brother Qianyu, Brother Huzi, it's time to eat."

"Okay." Huzi smiled and responded, then said to me, "I'm going to eat first, hurry up."

After that, he hurried out of the room.

While eating breakfast, I carefully observed Pao Zhen's expression, trying to see something from his face, but Pao Zhen still had a slightly sullen face. There was nothing on his face except the traces left by the years. .7

"Is it possible that Pao Zhen really doesn't care at all?" I shook my head helplessly.

After breakfast, Pao Zhen received a call, and after hanging up, he hurried out with his tools, apparently to deliver a cow.

"Ling'er, have you heard about Wang Qian's matter?" I asked while helping Ling'er clean up the dishes.

"Yeah." Wang Qian nodded, her expression a little gloomy, and said: "Wang Qian and I were classmates before, and we had a good relationship. I didn't expect such a thing to happen."

"Was she really...abused by someone?"

"Everyone in the village said so. Some people also said that after drinking in the middle of the night, they saw someone sneaking out of the Wang family, but I don't know the details."

Maybe Wang Qian's experience made Ling'er a little sad, so she didn't continue to talk to me about this topic. She just sighed and said: "Brother Qianyu, my father said that he will take you and Brother Huzi to the mountains in the next two days. He asked me to steam more buns and stew more meat in the next few days. You can take them to the mountains to eat. Let's go buy meat together?"

"Going to the mountains to practice?"

Pao Zhen had said before that his training method was very overbearing and most people couldn't stand it. He even prepared a lot of medicinal herbs and asked me to adjust my condition in the next few days. After all,

I have been practicing martial arts since I was a child, and my physical strength is different from that of ordinary people, so I didn't take it seriously. But now it seems that Pao Zhen's training may not be as simple as I imagined.

After cleaning up the house, Ling'er, Hu Zi and I went out together.

There was no market today, so Ling'er took us to another meat shop. The owner was a middle-aged woman in her fifties. When she saw Ling'er, she smiled and said, "Ling'er, you haven't come to buy meat for a long time. How come your father's delicatessen is going to open again?"

Ling'er just smiled and didn't respond to the owner's words. She just pointed to the half of the pig and said, "Auntie, I want this half of the pork."

"Okay." Business came to the door, and it was big business at that. Naturally, the owner was very happy. After asking her husband to take out the silk bag to put the pork in, she said mysteriously: "Ling'er, have you heard about Wang Qian's matter? Your uncle just came back from the town. He heard from the people in the town that Wang Qian seemed to be crazy, crazy and mad. She didn't even recognize people. She kept mumbling something in her mouth... Don't come over, don't come over, etc. Oh, what's the matter with her? How could a good lady become like this?" When she said

this, she looked at him with a sly look . After looking around and seeing that no one else was around, she lowered her voice and said, "It is said that Wang Qian seems to have hooked up with someone else's man. That wild man wants Wang Qian's body, but Wang Qian seems to want to ask for money. That wild man is also impatient. He raped her without giving her money. Tsk tsk, what kind of thing is this? I used to think that Wang Qian was a very honest girl, but how could she do such a thing?"

As the saying goes, good news never goes out, but bad news spreads a thousand miles. In addition, rural people are more gossipy, so one person spreads ten people, ten people spread a hundred people, and finally various versions are derived.

Ling'er did not respond. After paying the money, she asked Hu Zi to carry the pork, and the three of them walked home.

"Qian Yu, you said...Wang Qian really seduced a wild man?" Hu Zi looked puzzled: "I don't think so. Wang Qian looks very quiet. How could she do such a thing? Moreover, even if she really did it, she wouldn't be scared crazy!"

I thought to myself that I was also thinking about this matter. You ask me, who should I ask?

I ignored Hu Zi, and the three of us returned home in silence.

After arriving home, the chef Ling'er was busy cutting meat. While cutting meat, Ling'er was holding a particularly wide pig-killing knife. The knife looked very old. The wood on the handle had a blood-red luster, and it was obvious that it had been held in someone's hand for many years.

And the blade was also very wide and thick, at least twice as thick as an ordinary kitchen knife.

The most important thing was that when I saw the kitchen knife, my heart skipped a beat.

"This knife... has such a strong murderous aura!" I was horrified.

After I saw the knife, I shuddered almost instinctively, and then, my whole body seemed to be electrified, and all my hairs stood up.

In fact, the murderous aura on this knife was too strong, even from a distance, it gave me a strong sense of oppression.

"Ling'er, what kind of knife is this?" I frowned and took a closer look, and found that the blade was shiny and gave people a very sharp feeling, but other than that, there was nothing special about this knife.

"My father's pig-killing knife." Ling'er smiled and said, "My father said that this knife is our family heirloom, which was passed down from an ancestor in the Qin Dynasty. It has a history of more than a thousand years, nearly two thousand years."

"It has a history of two thousand years?" I was stunned.

Ordinary kitchen knives, no matter how good the material, will become curled after being used for a long time. But this knife is two thousand years old, but the blade is still as good as new. Obviously, this is definitely not an ordinary pig-killing knife.

"My father said that this knife in our family is passed down to men, not women. When he accepts an apprentice in the future, he will pass it to his disciple."

Ling'er smiled and glanced at Hu Zi who was washing meat on the side.

I didn't say anything, just stood aside and watched Ling'er cut the meat.

Because the pig was bought whole, Ling'er needed to remove the pork elbow. To my surprise, Ling'er's technique was extremely skillful. Every time she cut, she would cut right at the bone joint. In addition, the butcher knife was extremely sharp. In just a few minutes, half a pig was cut into several large pieces by Ling'er. Then Ling'er swung the knife again, and with a few "bang bang" cuts, the large pieces of meat were cut into countless small pieces.

Ling'er performed this series of movements smoothly, and even when she swung the knife, she revealed a domineering attitude that did not belong to her.

After seeing this scene, my heart skipped a beat and I murmured in my heart: "Could this be Pao Zhen's way of killing pigs?"