Chapter Fifty-Four: The Eyeball Fell to the Ground

  On the eve of facing Huang Jinbao, who has the mind to change clothes? But Liu Weimin let me calm down and enjoy the joy of the winner, changing into new clothes is also a respect for Huang Jinbao.

  Ke Huang Jin Bai also never respected me.

  Reluctantly changing clothes, Kang Jiuxiang was stunned, standing in front of the window wiping away tears. I had the intention to comfort her, but didn't know what to say.

  It seems that Kang Jiuxiang indeed has feelings for the real Huang Jinbai, no matter what her original intention was when she came to entertain me. After I rescued her from Jiu Ge's hands, a romantic feeling grew between us, but it wasn't like she said, sneaking out to elope with me in secret, rather Huang Jinbai agreed to it.

  It should be like this. She didn't prepare to send a message, so she didn't bring her mobile phone. These days, after discovering Liu Weimin's letter, she began to worry and just now was also to bid farewell to Huang Jinbai.

  "After some thought, I said: 'Jiuxiang sister, I'll talk to him later, you stay here and wait for us to come back.'"

  A sentence awakened Kang Jiuxiang, who was lost in thought. She looked up blankly and walked step by step to my front, hugging my neck and crying. I was about to comfort her when she suddenly went crazy. First, she bit hard on my neck, making me think she was a hidden zombie among humans. But then she loosened her grip, changing the bite into a kiss, her wet lips covering mine, her two arms tightly embracing me like someone who had been walking in the desert for a month and was desperately thirsty, crazily seeking a kiss.

  I hesitated for just a few seconds, and Kang Jiuxiang's ten fingers had already drawn lines of blood on my back, the scorching pain, but her lips were soft and almost melted, and her chest was pressed against two fullness.

  Right next to the bed, Kang Jiuxiang pushed me down and straddled me, her body pressing down on mine. Her long black hair covered my face entirely as she bit my earlobe, tears streaming down, mumbling indistinctly: "Don't go, please don't go!"

  Bearing the pain, I said: "Whether I go or not won't change anything, and I have to go save Wenjing."

  Kang Jiuxiang cried even harder: "Take me away, if I go back to the village I'll die, he'll kill me!"

  I patted her back and comforted her, "Don't worry, I've more or less figured out Liu Weimin's temper, when the time comes, I'll properly ask him for it, this bit of face is still there."

  She lay on me and cried. I was also very sad, so I didn't push her away. After a few minutes, You Mo knocked on the door to urge us, saying that Liu Weimin had called Kang Jiuxiang to follow him.

  Kang Jiuxiang's body trembled slightly, her eyes dim and expressionless, she went to the bathroom to wash her face without a word. I took a few deep breaths, calmed down, changed into a simple outfit, just enough to deal with Liu Weimin.

  You Mou stood at the door, his eyes were very complicated, and he was slightly excited. He said Liu Wei Min was downstairs, then took us down.

  At the hotel entrance, a black sedan without a license plate was parked, and it was unknown where it came from. Yu Wei drove it all the way to Guan Cun Village.

  After a simple cleaning, Kang Jiuxiang's temperament emanating from her bones made every man's heart move, but she sat expressionlessly next to Liu Weimin, with her vitality almost extinguished.

  All the way, I leaned over to look at the two people in the back row. As we approached Guan Cun Village, Liu Wei Min joked: "Don't worry, I'm an old rascal, I won't take advantage of your little lover."

  I asked him why he couldn't let Kang Jiuxiang stay in the hotel?

  Liu Weimin said, let me arrange freely, don't bother me with details.

  Still with a warm smile, but with an unmistakable meaning, there's no use saying more, so I can only think of ways to please Liu Weimin, hoping he won't make things difficult for this woman, after all, the whole thing has nothing to do with her.

  Liu Weimin's cane was exquisite, I took a few glances at it, he handed it over to me and asked: "Looks familiar?"

  I said it seems like I've seen it before.

  Liu Weimin said: "Do you remember that old man Zhao? The cane of the Ji family's offering, this is his, I thought it was good and took it in my hand!"

  As soon as he said that, I remembered that there were three groups of people in the village who were still unaccounted for. Just as I was about to ask about their whereabouts, the car suddenly turned a corner and Liu Weimin remained motionless, but I bumped into the windshield, rubbing my forehead and asking You Wu what was wrong with him.

  He pointed outside the window, and I saw two men in black standing on the road. After the car stopped, they limped over.

  Liu Weimin rolled down the car window and asked them from afar: "What's going on?"

  A hoarse voice came: "Something's up."

  There were two men, one of whom needed to be supported by his companion in order to walk at all. He seemed to have been seriously injured, and his clothes were tattered and dirty, even more so than those of a beggar. His face was covered with large patches of black and red dirt, and he walked unsteadily, as if he might fall over at any moment. Nevertheless, he came closer step by step, very steadily.

  The one who just answered was the injured man, slender in build, with a doll-like face, exactly the same as Zong Shenhai, except that he had a black cloth covering his eyes and gave off a strong smell of blood.

  She leaned against her man, speechless, letting his hands rest on the car window, face to face with Liu Weimin.

  Liu Weimin leaned back slightly and said calmly: "What's up?"

  Zhuang Shenhai coughed lightly, and his companion patted him on the back. Then, with a surge of hatred in his voice, he said word by word: "I'll take a look at you, remember your face, so I won't kill the wrong person when I take revenge later."

  Liu Weimin fell silent for a few seconds, then let out a disdainful snort, rolled down the window and tossed out a sentence: "You've lost your marbles, what are you going to use to see? Yu Wu, drive."

  I and You Wu were staring at each other in shock, just about to see what was on Zhuang Shenhai's face, when Liu Weimin let out a dissatisfied cold hum, and You Wu hurriedly started the car. Then we heard Zhuang Shenhai's frantic shouting, his voice like two grinding stones, accompanied by a hissing noise.

  "Remember, I'm Zhuang Shenhai. Sooner or later, I'll go to the deserted beach to find you. It's not just you who has the right to live..."

  As they drove further and further away, I couldn't hear what was being said in the back anymore. After seeing Zhuang Shenhai, I didn't even dare to turn around to look at Liu Weimin, only sneaking a peek through the rearview mirror.

  When we arrived at the village entrance, Liu Weimin said not to stop the car and go directly to Huang Jinbai's house in the south of the village. I saw Kang Jiuxiang tremble, mechanically turning her head to glance at Liu Weimin, then slowly turning back to look out the window.

  The village of Guan Cun was still as desolate at night, the crescent moon hanging high in the sky casting a pale and eerie glow. The quiet village was no different from the first night I arrived, the wind rustling through the leaves with a soft whooshing sound, but I felt that something was missing in the wind, and the originally dark path had become even darker.

  Finally, I plucked up the courage to ask him, "Ji Jia, where did you and the people from the sixth archaeological team go?"

  Liu Weimin said: "Ask the archaeological team, who knows what they did!"

  I said Zong Shenhaiming was obviously coming for you, what does it have to do with the archaeological team?

  Liu Weimin sneered: "He's blind, can he tell people apart? Are you also blind?"

  I don't know if this counts as a threat, but I'm speechless.

  The car stopped in front of Huang Jinbai's house, and the sturdy willow tree was left with only half a stump. I found that all the houses around were dark, and suddenly realized that from the village entrance to here, not a single household had lights on, as if all the villagers had disappeared.

  I stared at Liu Weimin in shock, wondering what method he had used. Had he killed everyone? That was impossible!

  Liu Weimin got off the car, straightened his clothes and swung his cane, showing off his demeanor. He said to Kang Jiuxiang, "Girl, go tell your godfather to open the door."

  Kang Jiuxiang had become a robot, mechanically following orders to get off the bus. I hastily ran to her side and grabbed her hand, which was almost icy cold. This finally made her show some signs of being human again, as she slightly turned her head to look at me with reddened eyes.

  As I walked towards the Huang family's vermilion high gate, my heart beat gradually accelerated. Liu Weimin and You Wu followed behind me. Just as I was about to knock, the door creaked open with a squeak.

  Open to the limit, open the door to welcome guests or thieves.

  The courtyard was still in a state of disarray, with a single light bulb hanging from the eaves, casting a faint yellow glow on the person sitting in the yard, their back to us, not even lifting their head, sipping tea in solitude.

  This is Huang Jinbai.

  Compared to Liu Weimin's solemn attire, Huang Jinbai was extremely casual, wearing the usual rural clothing, without socks, one foot in slippers and the other on the tea table leg, his legs shaking non-stop, it was unclear whether he was afraid or so comfortable that he was about to flip over.

  It was he who made me nervous, running 800 kilometers, following an old man who didn't know good or evil, several times seeing ghosts and corpses, it was he who caught my dearest cousin, and three or four times tried to kill me.

  After seeing each other, I didn't know what to say and instead looked at Liu Weimin who was standing by the door with great interest.

  When meeting with enemies, I'm not even considered a main character.

  Kang Jiuxiang shook off my hand, wiped away her tears, and respectfully walked towards Huang Jinbai. Just then, a woman emerged from the side room, wiping her flour-covered hands on her apron, and beckoned: "Jiuxiang, come here to San Shu, this matter is not for you to get involved in, wait for Old Master to deal with it later."

  She was the third aunt of the reception hall, who would have thought that she would be here, her open collar revealing a large area of skin belonging to her age, a delicate necklace, shining even more brightly under the light.

  "You? What are you doing here?"

  Third Sister grasped Kang Jiuxiang's hand and smiled at You Wu, but didn't answer. You Wu's face changed as she questioned her about where the necklace had come from.

  Just then, Liu Weimin walked up to me, stretched out his arm, and put the heavy stick back in my arms. He tilted his head and said to the figure in the distance with a puzzled expression: "Why didn't you run?"

  The figure behind him didn't respond, finished the tea in his cup, and then poured himself another one. Only then did he slowly turn around, as if he had just heard the most hilarious joke, and asked Liu Weimin: "Why should I run?"

  Seeing that face with a sneer, eyeballs fell all over the floor.

  Anyway, neither of us expected it!

  Huang Jinbai, whose demeanor and posture are in no way inferior to those of Liu Weimin, is the one who looks most like a peasant to me.

  Xu Shulin, Xu Dacun Village Head

  He also waved at me and smiled: "Little Tian Shi, didn't expect it was me?"

  He swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, and the anxiety and anger that had been simmering in Wenjing suddenly erupted. I saw Liu Weimin not speaking, so I rushed to scold him: "Damn your grandma, where is my cousin? Return Wenjing's soul to me."

  I was about to rush up and fight him to the death, but Liu Weimin pinched the back of my neck and lifted me like a small chicken to his back.

  Liu Weimin walked over, picked up a small stool with his foot and placed it in front of Huang Jinbai, but still lifted his clothes and held the whip at his waist. He sat down opposite Huang Jinbai and asked again, "Why didn't you run?"

  "What's with you?" Huang Jinbai curled up the corner of his mouth, making a very disdainful expression, and pushed over a teacup, asking: "Don't you want to drink tea?"

  Liu waved his hand and smiled: "Don't dare, don't dare." He shouted to San Shu: "Old Three's wife, make me a cup of tea, remember to wash the cup clean, the air in this old devil's house is all poisonous!"

  Liu Weimin placed the whip on his right side, within easy reach. Huang Jinbai also pulled out a dark wooden stick from under the table and placed it on his right side. Liu Weimin took one look and burst out laughing: "You're giving me a gift?"

  "Let's see if you have what it takes to take it away!" Huang Jinbai turned his head and said to me: "Little Tian Shi, come sit down too, have a cup of tea..."

  He patted his forehead, slightly annoyed: "I forgot, you can't drink tea anymore, Old Third's wife. Can I still order you around? If so, burn three sticks of incense for Little Heavenly Master, and treat all who come as guests. We have to show some hospitality, haha! Little Heavenly Master is about to sit in his coffin!"