Chapter 157: It's not hard to predict
Qinghu and Zhuang Ji looked at it coldly.
Gui Fen's bloody dagger had already reached Mrs. Li's chest, her eyes were red, and there was no expression on her face, like a walking corpse.
Mrs. Li was already leaning against the wall, there was no way to retreat, she was holding the child in her arms, and she saw the reality clearly in the convulsive pool of blood of the Li family's man. She didn't dare to roar anymore, but shrunk her old skin's hanging neck and begged in a low voice, "Gui Fen...... I'm a mother...... You see...... This is your son......"
Gui Fen tilted her head in a daze, and her eyes turned to the child in Mrs. Li's arms. She stretched out her hands to smear blood all over his face, and then snatched the child alive and killed Mrs. Li with a single sword.
Blood sprayed her face, Mrs. Li was obviously the thinnest and thinnest, but Gui Fen was the most ruthless, Xu cut the right place, and the blood was splashed high.
Gui Fen was always calm, she sat on the threshold of the hall with the child in her arms, and sang softly as she compared the tip of the knife to the child's heart.
"You're not my son," Gui Fen shook her body involuntarily, although her back was away, Qinghu seemed to be able to see her face struggling and twisting in crying and laughing, "My son is already dead...... You're not ......."
"Zhuang Ji." Qinghu sighed softly, and before he could speak, Zhuang Ji had already stepped forward to knock Gui Fen unconscious.
"Don't touch Yue'er." Zhuang Ji grabbed Qinghu and sent Guifen's mother and son to the bed in the West House, and then waved his sleeves to eliminate the blood stains all over the ground.
"Don't worry, their mother and son won't wake up tomorrow." Zhuang Ji looked at Qinghu standing in the courtyard, her back was a little cold.
He had seen the clear lake of the Temple of Lyle, and knew her strong endurance, but that didn't mean he couldn't bear to let her go through it. It's a pity that he can't give her a comforting embrace, so he can only accompany her.
This kind of ending is not difficult to predict, but it is still inevitably depressing.
Gui Fen thought about doing this when she hid the dagger, but Qinghu only paid attention to Li Dazhuang's reaction at that time, but ignored her.
"Yue'er." Zhuang Ji's jade staff opened the flower stem in Qinghu's hand, "It's not clean." ”
"The bones are much cleaner than the living," Qinghu gazed at Zhuang Ji, "Gui Fen's family, her real husband and son are buried under here." ”
"Hmm." Zhuang Ji nodded. "The vegetation in this small area is abnormally luxuriant, Yue'er has noticed it a long time ago."
So she took the horses away and prevented them from eating the flowers and plants that grew on the bones.
Zhuang Ji is different from Duanfeng.
In the eye of the wind, there is only Clear Lake from beginning to end. But Zhuang Ji could see what Qinghu saw, and there was a tacit understanding between them without words.
"When Li Dazhuang rushed over to hug the child, I saw Gui Fen's face full of horror, even more frightened than when he was surrounded by the three bandits." Qinghu fingertips caress the swaying flower branches, the full moon is above, and the moonlight in the courtyard is like water.
Li Dazhuang should have sold her, she fled after feeding the child medicine, but she was still caught. Why didn't she call us for help? I've been waiting for her to speak...... "Qinghu is not blaming herself, she and Zhuang Ji are here, it doesn't mean that she will take the initiative to interfere." She came with her to give Gui Fen a chance to choose.
People must choose their own path, and they must also bear the consequences for themselves.
"Maybe it's because of me." Zhuang Ji remembered that Gui Fen glared at him fiercely. "The man who appeared in Fengqi Town at this time, she wouldn't believe it."
"That letter ......," Haruko remembered the pink letterhead that Shoki had burned, "what the hell is written?" ”
"Just as you think, tomorrow."
Zhuang Ji believed her, this girl's mind was turning, and there was nothing she couldn't see through and think through.