Zhenliang stared at the blood gurgling from Zhenqi's body in astonishment, and his whole body fell into a daze of disbelief.
This is impossible, she must be having a nightmare!
The middle-aged man quickly and accurately pulled out the dagger from Zhenqi's body. As more blood spurted out, Zhenqi, who had always been strong and vigorous, fell to the ground. His cute eyes looked at Zhenqi.
After the last look, I was too tired to close it.
"It's so strange - it's so strange -" Zhenliang suddenly came back to his senses and finally realized that what he was facing was not a nightmare, but a cruel reality.
This hypocritical middle-aged man was indeed a hunter, and he easily saved Zhenqi's life. However, in her eyes, Zhenqi was not the wolf he once hunted, but just a dog!
For a moment, regret, resentment, grief, annoyance... all kinds of complicated emotions came to his mind. Zhenliang ignored the bloody dagger and rushed towards the middle-aged man desperately, kicking him and punching him.
Smash him.
"You bastard! Bastard! Bastard! You return my wonder! Give me back my wonder!"
If she could foresee a strange fate, she would really rather enter the palace and become a concubine than run away from marriage; if she didn't take strangers by their looks and take them lightly, she would have discovered the middle-aged man as early as possible.
The evil and murderous intent hidden behind the man's eyes.
So, it’s her fault that Zhenqi suffered such a tragic situation!
However, what's the use of regretting and blaming yourself? Zhenqi has been stabbed severely by a man, and as a hunter who can capture wolves, how could he not stab Zhenqi's vital parts?
The middle-aged man was still thinking about making money by selling Zhenliang, so he didn't care about her painless attack. After letting her vent for a while, he tapped her sleeping point and carried her into the woodshed.
It was thrown in like a chicken.
Fortunately, the place where Zhenliang's body landed was a thick and messy pile of straw, otherwise the man's strength would have killed half of her life.
Zhenliang, whose face was full of tears, lay motionless on the straw pile, his whole body seemed to be soaked in grief, and he was in a coma and could not wake up.
But overnight, a woman who was full of longing for the future became lifeless because of the tragic situation of a dog.
After sleeping for five hours, Zhenliang was awakened by hunger.
Standing in a strange woodshed, Zhenqi could not be seen or heard, but Zhenliang knew clearly that Zhenqi had left her and this world forever.
I hope Zhenqi can be like her and travel to another world. Whether he continues to be a dog or a human, he must be safe and live a long life.
In Zhenliang's daze, the door of the woodshed was suddenly opened from the outside.
A middle-aged man walked in carrying a big bowl and closed the door behind him.
There were two multigrain steamed buns in the big bowl, which seemed to be steaming slightly.
Smelling the aroma of steamed buns, Zhenliang's stomach growled unsatisfactorily.
Fortunately, the sound of his stomach growling was not loud. Zhenliang glared at the middle-aged man bitterly and told himself that he would rather starve to death than eat his steamed buns.
As if he had read through her thoughts, the middle-aged man leaned over and placed the big bowl on the ground in front of Zhenliang, and said in a deep voice, "Girl, as long as a person is alive, there is all hope, but if you starve to death, you will have no hope at all."
Not available."
Zhenliang snorted softly, leaning her head and not looking at the middle-aged man. What he said was indeed reasonable, but she didn't bother to listen, and she wouldn't obey it because of him.
The middle-aged man walked to the door and opened it. Before leaving, he said without looking back, "If you like to eat steamed buns, you can continue to eat steamed buns tonight. If you don't like it, I will specially make dog meat buns for you tonight. How about that?"
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Zhenliang wished she could cover her ears and not listen to him, but unfortunately, she heard his words and quickly understood the threat he implied.
Before the middle-aged man crossed the threshold, Zhenliang immediately grabbed a steamed bun and took a big bite. After swallowing it whole, he shouted, "Don't bother, I like steamed buns!"
The middle-aged man looked back at her and sneered, "That's good. As long as you are obedient and you stay with me for one day, I will not treat you badly. Once I have negotiated the price with the madam, you should be able to imagine
, those days were not as comfortable as they are now.”
Zhenliang Shizhi bit into the steamed bun tastelessly and swallowed it mechanically, feeling bitter and bitter in her heart. Is this man asking her to cherish the happy life of being locked up in the woodshed?
Sad, sad, ridiculous!
After the two steamed buns were finished, Zhenliang leaned on the straw and fell asleep again, exhausted.
When night fell, Zhenliang was still sleeping.
It was already past dinner time, but the middle-aged man never brought food in. Naturally, Zhenliang, who was sleeping, didn't know anything was wrong.
"It's on fire - it's on fire -" Zhenliang was finally awakened by repeated calls.
Slowly opening his eyes, Zhenliang found that thick smoke was continuously seeping in from outside the woodshed, as if the flames were very close at hand.
The fire obviously burned from other places and had not had time to spread to the woodshed, but it was very likely to spread to the woodshed immediately.
Zhenliang shivered all over. She couldn't imagine that if she had been asleep and the fire jumped from the outside to the inside, by the time she realized it, she would have been surrounded by raging fire. After all, almost every item in the woodshed was flammable.
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Although he was so weak from hunger, Zhenliang still got up from the ground with great excitement, pulled hard on the woodshed door that was locked from behind, and shouted: "Help - help -"
There were not many people fighting the fire, just twos and threes, and no one heard her cry.
Zhenliang couldn't open the firewood shed door, so he had to go back and find a hoe from the firewood shed and shovel the door open.
I don't know whether she exerted great strength or the hoe shoveled in just the right place. When the door lock hit the ground with a "snap", the door of the woodshed suddenly cracked with a big crack.
Zhenliang was pleasantly surprised and kicked open the door. Although he was coughed by the smoke and his cheeks were blackened by the smoke, not an inch of his skin was burned by the fire.
When she was anxious to avoid the approaching fire, due to her unclear vision, Zhenliang tripped over something unknown on the ground and almost fell. When she looked back inadvertently, she was so shocked that she couldn't recover for a long time.
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What just caught her feet was not a stool or a stone, but a human leg. Going up the human leg, there was a body that was burning fiercely.
In the blazing firelight, Zhenliang could vaguely see that the man who was burned was the middle-aged man who locked her in the woodshed. There was no mistake.
Except for the parts below his thighs, the middle-aged man's other parts were being mercilessly devoured by the fire. However, he remained motionless without any instinctive reaction.
Zhenliang was so frightened by this scene that he trembled all over. Could it be that the middle-aged man had died before he was burned by the fire?
How did he die? Did someone else kill him? Or did he die accidentally?