The woodshed where firewood was piled was probably because they were afraid of getting the firewood wet. The woodshed did not leak from the rain, but the windows of the woodshed were in tatters. Tian Yuan was thrown into it with her hands tied, lying on the ground.
It was broken branches and leaves. One night, she could almost feel the pain in her legs and sitting bones.
There was a thunderstorm outside the house, the wind was heavy and the rain was heavy, and the night was getting deeper. The villagers had dispersed, and the firewood house was locked from the outside, as if they were afraid that she would escape. The thunder probably frightened the hunting dogs in the village, and the dogs' barking never stopped after the thunder started.
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There is no peace for anyone who is called at night like this. Tian Yuan leaned against the firewood. She could hardly count how long it had been since she had closed her eyes to rest. But now, she still refused to close her eyes, even though she knew that she was safe now.
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She was waiting, waiting for the sound of sirens that she still expected, waiting for the police to take away the murderer herself.
Tian Yuan didn't know what kind of punishment she would receive from the law for killing three people. Even if she had to be imprisoned for several years, she would have no regrets. She just wanted to leave here quickly and find Tian Lu earlier.
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However, after waiting for two hours, the sound of the siren still did not reach my ears.
Tian Yuan didn't know that the police cars roaring into the village were blocked by the mountain road outside the village. The heavy rain overnight caused the stones in the mountains to fall directly along the hillside. Without the stones, the yellow sand slid directly into the mountains.
Down, carrying sand and gravel, washed down the river in the forest, and the hill that the villagers drove passed collapsed, directly blocking the road into the village.
The landslide was a very serious problem. The people in the police car contacted the people in the village. After informing them of the situation outside the village, they reassured the villagers to watch the murderer and not to destroy the murder scene or move the body. Then they turned around and returned to the county seat to prepare a report.
, ask the superior to send someone through.
That road is not the only way out of the village. The villagers are not in a hurry, but that road is the only wider road that can drive cars on. The police cannot get in. They have to find a way to clear the way every time they go back and forth. The villagers are not in a hurry.
They immediately lost patience and left the house where the so-called murder scene took place. They each went back to their own homes to continue sleeping.
The woodshed was in the corner of the house. Tian Yuan couldn't hear what the villagers were saying. She didn't know whether it was because of the wind, the thunder, or because she was tired. While waiting, she actually managed to hold on.
He couldn't help but fell down on the firewood pile and fell asleep.
It seems that with the police unable to enter the village, the whole village has returned to its usual quiet state. However, no one knows whether one of the family members is glad that they did not take the money to destroy their house, or whether someone is sympathizing with the dead man.
The owner of the house got so much money for free, but after someone died in the house, no one dared to live in the house.
Thunder is the most common roar in nature. This sound is the perfect cover for nature's destruction of the environment. The loose soil in the mountains is like an unconscious thief, stealing away the unknown things of this village little by little.
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Tian Yuan woke up to the screams of people. The screams and cries were as frightening as encountering a savage beast. She tried her best to support her body and looked out of the window of the woodshed that was not a window in confusion.
, with just one glance, she felt that the beam of the roof was broken by something, and she fell down and lost consciousness immediately.
The moment she closed her eyes, all she could see was the last scene she saw. On the mountaintop opposite the window, yellow sand from nowhere rolled down the mountain like water, instantly burying the houses at the foot of the mountain, but she didn't have time to see it.
Before she knew whether it was water or sand that swallowed up the house, the stool had already fallen to the ground. At the last moment, she could feel the weight of the heavy beams and piles of dry firewood on her body, as well as the sudden stinging pain in her little feet.