Translator: Dj22031
Editor: Dj22031
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The three of them returned to the village first.
Before reaching Party Secretary Huang’s house, they heard his panicked cry for help from a long distance away. It was only when he got closer that they saw clearly that one of his legs was dragging weakly on the ground, and he could only limp forward, looking back as he ran, as if something was chasing him behind him.
His expression was extremely frightened. He was yelling curses one moment and desperately begging for mercy the other.
Xue Meng touched his arm and whispered: “He has gone crazy, is there really something chasing him?”
“There must be something wrong with him.”
The ghost miasma was formed by the condensed resentment. Huang Zhishu probably did a lot of bad things and stayed in it for a long time, so he now saw ghosts.
Jiang Lan looked around, not sure whether it was the thunderstorm or the destruction of the baby tower. But along the way, the ghost miasma had diminished a lot, and even the sky was not that dark anymore.
At this time, they were only two or three meters away from Party Secretary Huang. As soon as Party Secretary Huang raised his head, he saw the three of them. His cloudy eyes widened in horror. Then he seemed to see something extremely terrifying. He shouted “monster” and wanted to turn around and run back. But his lameness was too inconvenient, and he fell to the ground without paying attention. In panic, he could only crawl forward with his hands and bang on the villager’s house door desperately for help.
The sound of “dong dong dong” banging on the door echoed in the village, but all the villagers kept their doors closed and no one opened the door for him.
Their pleas quickly turned to curses.
The three of them just stopped for a moment, then walked around him to get something from his house.
When they arrived at the door of Secretary Huang’s house, they found a person standing behind the door. The person seemed to have just seen them. He was startled and stepped back in panic to avoid them.
It was Party Secretary Huang’s wife who hadn’t spoken to them yet.
When the three of them entered, Jiang Lan looked back and saw her standing by the door again, her numb face facing the direction of Party Secretary Huang, and the corners of her mouth raised in a weird arc.
Jiang Lan and Ying Qiao were waiting in the main room, while Xue Meng went to the west room to get his mobile phone.
Within two minutes, a scream came from the west room: “My cell phone!!!”
Jiang Lan subconsciously asked: “What’s wrong?”
Xue Meng came out with a twisted block with a broken screen in his hand and said with a ferocious face: “The new model I just bought, let me find which dog coin did it, I must kill him to avenge my beloved machine!”
Jiang Lan leaned over and took a look. The entire phone was twisted and completely damaged. His eyes suddenly showed pity: “My condolences.”
Xue Meng cursed and wanted to cut the culprit into pieces.
Ying Qiao had no expression on his face, after looking at him again and again, he said stiffly: “I did it.”
Xue Meng paused, with a very funny expression on his face: “Huh?”
“I broke the phone.” Ying Qiao said with a sullen face, “I’ll make it up to you when we get back.”
Xue Meng: “…”
You didn’t tell me earlier that you broke it.
He sneered: “I wasn’t scolding you just now.”
Then he reacted: “Did you hear the suicide note?”
Ying Qiao remained silent.
Jiang Lan’s heart moved and he looked sideways at him.
Ying Qiao’s eyebrows darkened slightly, and his thin lips pursed slightly. Although he didn’t speak, Jiang Lan felt that he must have heard the suicide note. Thinking of the twisted mobile phone, Jiang Lan vaguely understood something.
He took Ying Qiao’s wrist, shook it, and said softly, “I’m sorry for making you worry.”
Although he could completely handle the situation in Sanshui Village, Ying Qiao didn’t know this. He was so glum when he heard Xue Meng’s last words, he must have thought something had really happened to him.
Jiang Lan felt a little guilty, but mostly warm.
In the past, Ying Qiao always said that he regarded him as his younger brother, but he only regarded it as a joke. Only now did he realize that Ying Qiao really cared about him as a younger brother.
Ying Qiao lowered his eyes to look at him and said, “As long as you’re fine.”
The more indifferent he acted, the more Jiang Lan felt that he must have been scared before, but he just didn’t want to say it to save face. He suddenly opened his arms and hugged Ying Qiao, patted him on the back in a decent manner, and comforted him: “Well, the suicide note is fake, I’m fine!”
He put his arms around Ying Qiao, which was originally a dominant position. But he happened to be ten centimeters shorter than Ying Qiao, and his figure was much slenderer. With such a hug, it felt like he had thrown himself into Ying Qiao’s arms.
Ying Qiao lowered his head, and his chin hit the hollow of his shoulder. The soft hair rubbed against his face making him feel itchy, and his heart couldn’t help but beat faster.
He was still stunned by this sudden hug, but Jiang Lan had already let go.
Ying Qiao’s arms were empty, and his heart was also empty. He pursed his lips and followed Jiang Lan unconsciously, but the itchy and throbbing feeling in his heart still remained.
Jiang Lan said to Xue Meng again: “Let me buy you a mobile phone. Ying Qiao was just too worried about me.”
“No, no, I’ll explain it here today without you. My life is much more valuable than a mobile phone.” Xue Meng waved his hands repeatedly and laughed dryly: “You two have such a good relationship.”
It just looks a bit calcium-in-calcium.
Xue Meng secretly sighed, it was indeed a socialist brotherhood!
….
After finding the scrapped mobile phone, the three of them left the village without staying any longer.
At this time, the surrounding ghost miasma had weakened a lot and could no longer block traffic. As they passed through the ghost miasma, they discovered that the sky outside had become slightly brighter, and there had even been a heavy rain. The ground was wet and muddy, but the air felt cold and fresh.
People from the Demon Management Bureau and the Special Management Bureau had already entered the village one after another and went to clean up the mess in the cemetery in the north of the village. Two police cars were parked at the entrance of the village. The policemen with live ammunition got out of the cars and started knocking on the door from door to door.
Jiang Lan was afraid that someone in the crowd might have seen and would recognize him, so he wanted to stick to Ying Qiao’s back.
Fortunately, everyone was busy with their business and no one came to their side.
Surprisingly, Zhang Tianxing had also come. He saw them coming out and waved.
The three of them got into the car. Xue Meng slumped on the passenger seat as if he was boneless. He let out a long breath and said, “I finally came to life.”
Zhang Tianxing said: “The director said he has approved leave for you. Have a good rest today.”
Brother Cool, as always, said little. After speaking, he started the car and slowly drove away from Sanshui Village.
Xue Meng glanced back. The entire Sanshui Village was gray and looked increasingly gloomy and dilapidated. He whispered: “Can our poverty alleviation end early?”
Zhang Tianxing glanced at him and said: “The director said that we have been reassigned tasks from above, and we will hold a meeting when you come back after you have rested.”
Xue Meng groaned and covered his face in despair.
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