Now is not the time to act rashly. Feng Yuheng never takes things too seriously. Now that he has just arrived in this place, he knows nothing except the memories of the original owner that appeared intermittently. In addition, he has a small figure of 12 years old and is thin.
She has thin arms and legs, but she is not stupid enough to fight against two well-prepared adults.
As soon as they hid, they saw the couple holding torches and entering the burial pit. Feng Yuheng stared at them carefully for a while and determined the identity of the couple. They were Wang Shugen and his mother-in-law, Xu.
After the two men rummaged around and found nothing, Mrs. Xu became anxious: "That's not right! It was obviously thrown here. Where is the person?"
Wang Shugen stamped his feet: "Did you run away?"
"Impossible! The amount of medicine is enough for her to sleep for two days and two nights. How could she wake up that night?"
Wang Shugen was furious: "Then where did you say the person went?"
Mrs. Xu was also anxious: "What's the use of yelling at me! After she was knocked unconscious, we both gave her the drug. You saw it with your own eyes. Why are you just lazy to me!"
Wang Shugen was speechless, lowered his head in a depressed manner and continued to look for the body. Xu also continued to look for it.
Feng Yuheng contacted the memory of the original owner and finally figured out this matter.
Do you think these two people knocked out the original owner, drugged him, and then stored it in a mass grave, then dug it out in the dead of night and took it to the state capital to sell it for money?
Feng Yuheng subconsciously touched her cheek. So, the original owner looks pretty good?
She reached out and scratched a handful of gravel on the ground. Feng Yuheng raised an evil smile on her lips. Suddenly she flicked her finger and a stone flew past Xu's hand and head.
Just listen to the woman scream "Ah", followed by: "Who? Who hit me?"
Wang Shugen stopped and looked back at her: "Where is there?"
"Yes! Someone just hit me on the head."
Just as he was talking, another stone flew towards him, this time the target was between Wang Shugen's eyebrows.
"Ah!" The man also shouted, but before he could finish shouting, a series of pains spread from all parts of his body.
The two of them were so frightened that they dropped the torch in their hands to the ground, ignited the corpse, and soon started to burn.
"Let's go!" Wang Shugen finally had some sense, so he picked up Xu who was lying on the ground and climbed out of the pit.
Unfortunately, after finally climbing up, she felt a sudden pain in her legs and rolled down again. Xu's fat body rolled like a ball in the pit and caught fire, which quickly burned her clothes.
Wang Shugen was not much better either. His clothes were burned to pieces, there was blood on his legs, and a large piece of flesh was burned off the left side of his face.
Feng Yuheng threw out the last stone, patted the dust on her hands, and ignored the two people who were already struggling to climb out of the pit.
On your first day here, it's better not to cause any harm to anyone, as it's unlucky.
Seeing the two people running away, the fire in the mass grave was still burning. Feng Yuheng clasped her hands and bowed to the place, "Ashes return to ashes, soil returns to soil. It is better to burn them than to throw them into the wilderness."
"Hmph." Suddenly there was a soft hum from not far behind, and Feng Yuheng was so shocked that her hair stood on end. It wasn't that she was afraid, but she was surprised that the mantis was catching the cicada and the oriole was behind it, but she didn't notice it.
I think of her as a master of both Chinese and Western medicine in the 21st century. She has been hanging out with her grandfather in the military camp since she was 12 years old, and training with the troops. She has never flinched in the wind or rain, and she has long since developed a perception that is several times sharper than ordinary people.
She has strong kung fu skills. She went to the operating table at the age of 18 and was already a senior medical officer in the Marine Corps at the age of 25. If she had not died at the age of 28... her achievements would have been even greater.
Not wanting to think too much about the past, Feng Yuheng turned around and looked in the direction of the sound.
A man, or can only be said to be a young man, about 20 years old, wearing a dark purple brocade robe, long hair tied up, a face as sharp as a knife, and a pair of eyes that shot cold stars, as sharp as a hunting falcon. A small fingernail between his eyebrows.
The purple lotus pattern adds a touch of enchantment to this already extremely handsome face.