Xiaoxuan saw the long-haired face clearly, and her body couldn't stop shaking. She didn't know whether it was because of anger or fear.
I gave the choice to Xiaoxuan.
I thought Xiaoxuan would be soft-hearted, but I never thought I was wrong.
She snatched Dou Sprout Zai's knife and stabbed the man in the neck without saying a word. Blood spurted out a lot, which made my eyelids jump.
The man coughed up blood and said before he died: "Qiyuelu will avenge me. Dangxiang's...Dangxiang's thousands of heroic souls curse you, curse...curse you in this life..."
Before he finished speaking, the man closed his eyes with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.
died.
Xiaoxuan's face turned pale, her chest was panting uncontrollably, and the knife in her hand was still stained with blood.
"Stop looking." I stood in front of the corpse and asked Xiaomi to help her back.
Douyazai spat on the corpse's head, saying it was deserved, and then clapped his hands and chased Xiaoxuan.
Xiaomi didn't know what he said to Hongyan, and Hongyan followed Xiaomi back to the camp, leaving me alone next to the body.
He said something before he died.
"July Climbing will avenge me."
I don't know what July Climbing is, but if it is a personal name, it must be a descendant of other Dangxiang people.
I can't say that Xiaoxuan did anything wrong because she is the victim.
It's not that I'm afraid of trouble, but I know that if there are other descendants of the party members, then the two sides have already formed a deadlock, and it is the kind that will never end and can never be reconciled...
I just stood in front of the corpse and looked at it for more than ten minutes.
It was still late at night, and the moonlight in Tengger was exceptionally bright tonight, so bright that you could clearly see every plant and tree on the ground without turning on a flashlight.
The moonlight shone into the sand pit, and blood was still dripping from the corners of the corpse's mouth. Just as I was turning around to leave, I suddenly made a shocking discovery.
I found this man, a descendant of the Dangxiang people who called himself Hua Xiu Weizang, and the blood from the corner of his mouth fell to the ground drop by drop.
Inadvertently it flows into a shape.
It's an inverted triangle...
It’s exactly the same as the inverted triangle made with human bones before!
Seeing this man tilting his head and closing his eyes, I remembered what he had just said before he died.
"Thousands of heroic souls from Dangxiang will curse you...curse you..."
I turned around and left. At the same time, I kept comforting myself, saying that everything was just a coincidence. Don't take it to heart. If you are afraid, you will lose.
(Now that so many years have passed, I still wonder, what did the Dangxiang descendant curse me for? Does such a thing really exist in the dark? I have many friends, but they are all fair-weather friends. After I have passed the age, I often feel
Loneliness, at that moment, I didn’t know why I was living. Maybe the inverted triangle of the Dangxiang people was really a curse. It cursed me to have no relatives and friends in my life, and to live alone.)
...
Somewhat dejected, I returned to the camp. The fire had been extinguished long ago because there was no firewood. I saw Xiaoxuan sitting by the fire in a daze.
"Yunfeng, am I a murderer?"
I shook my head, "No, because no one has seen it."
Xiaoxuan lifted up her cotton-padded jacket for me to see.
I saw a scary scar on her white belly, like a centipede.
"Yunfeng, do you think that if we are caught one day in the future, will I be sentenced to death because I killed a person?"
I helped Xiaoxuan put down her cotton-padded jacket and said loudly: "There's no one who doesn't get stabbed in the rivers and lakes. Life and death are determined by fate. Wealth is in the sky. If he stabbed you, you stabbed him back. It's just an even match. You two are equal."
No one owes anyone anything.”
"Besides, Genghis Khan, the genius of the generation, bent his bow and shot at the giant eagle. He killed 400,000 party members with his eyes closed and was not afraid. You just killed one, what are you afraid of?"
Xiaoxuan sniffed and whispered, "I'm not Genghis Khan, and I can't shoot vultures either."
I touched Xiaoxuan’s head and laughed heartily and said:
"Yes, you are not Genghis Khan, you are Genghis Xuan."
