Chapter 240 Mass Funeral Post

The gate of the Huang family is very magnificent, especially in this small village, which looks magnificent like a palace. Wu Yan hesitated at the door for a long time and finally summoned up the courage to walk in.

"Oh, who are you? How can you enter the gate of our Huang family casually!" An old man who looked like a housekeeper shouted rudely at Wu Yan and was about to drive Wu Yan out of the door.

Wu Yan ignored it and rushed in. He actually broke directly into the Huang family's courtyard. Huang Pi is now resting in the sun in the courtyard, and his fat belly looks oily in the sun.

"What's the noise!" Huang Papi heard the sound and did not open his eyes. He shouted impatiently.

"Sir, this little guy insisted on breaking in and saying that he wanted to see the master, and I couldn't stop him..." The housekeeper whispered with a smile on his face.

"Oh? A little guy wants to see me? I'd like to see who this person who can break in is," Huang Papi said with a small gap in his eyes.

"Well, the small body is okay. What's your name?" Huang Papi looked at the thin boy in front of him playfully.

"My name is Wu Yan."

"Your surname is Wu. Who is your father Wu in the east of the village?"

"He is my father." Wu Yan stood there straight and replied neither humble nor arrogant.

"Tut, you two are quite similar! What are you looking for me for? Huang Paki enjoyed fanning the rocking chair.

"I, I want to borrow some food from you..." Wu Yan's confidence is obviously a little lacking, which is different from the momentum just now.

"Oh? Borrow grain? Ha ha, little guy, my Huang family never borrows grain," Huang Pei looked at the little Wu Yan playfully. "However, it's okay to sell grain."

"But my family doesn't have enough silver..." Wu Yan was a little desperate.

"You can sell yourself to our Huang family and then exchange it for food, haha!" Huang Pepi laughed, and a subordinate who was with him also laughed.

Wu Yan blushed when he heard the words.

"Think about it yourself. I'll give you a day, which is limited to one day, and it's overdue." Huang Papi waved his big hand and asked the housekeeper to send Wu Yan out.

"Cut, a yellow-haired boy still wants to come to Huangfu to borrow food, and he doesn't pee and take a picture of himself!" The housekeeper pushed Wu Yan out of the door and closed it heavily.

Wu Yan walked aside, leaned against a big tree, and his body slipped feebly to the ground. The cold little sister's dark lips and small hands were like a carving knife, coldly engraved in his heart.

"My parents, sister, eldest brother, little sister, please forgive me..." Wu Yan kept holding his stomach tightly before he went out and knocked on the door of the Huang family again.

"You can understand that as long as you draw a bet today, you will have to be a horse in our Huang family in the next five years." At the instruction of Huang Pi, the housekeeper took out a box of printing mud and put it in front of Wu Yan. The red printing mud shook like blood, which made Wu Yan dizzy.

"I don't regret it!" Wu Yan clenched his teeth and let the housekeeper take his thumb and dip it on the printing mud and press it on the paper in black and white.

In this way, Wu Yan exchanged a deed of sale for two stones of grain.

However, these two stone grains almost cost Wu Yan's life!

In addition to being a good woman, Huang Pipi also has a big hobby in his life, which is to be a child. Wu Yan's exquisite little appearance soon aroused the interest of Huang Pepi. On the first night, Wu Yan was sent into the curtain of Huang Pepi.

Wu Yanren is not the opponent of Huang Pipi at all. Before he could struggle, he has been eaten clean by Huang Pi inside and outside. When the good thing ended, Huang Pepi was so tired that he fell asleep. Wu Yan's anus seemed to be torn. With a slight movement, his head sweated profusely.

However, in the middle of the night, Huang Pipi's ** sounded an extremely sad scream.

When Jiading rushed into the door, he was stunned by the scene in front of him.

The lower body of Huang Pipi was soaked in blood, and Wu Yan raised his head and his face was full of blood.

The yellow skin has fainted from pain. After a long time, the family members realized that what Wu Yan contained in his mouth turned out to be the yellow skin**!

"Come on, beat this bastard to death!" The housekeeper came when he heard the sound and saw Huang Pi lying in the pool of blood. He was shocked and scared.

When everyone heard the words, they directly took Wu Yan down from Huang Pi's **.

Wu Yan was kicked to the ground, his face fell to the ground, and a fishy smell of nosebleed dripping into his throat.

Then, the high-high stick behind him fell on him.

Every time the long stick falls on his body, Wu Yan's body shakes violently.

The pain on his buttocks continued to spread all over his body, and Wu Yan shouted heartbreakingly, and finally he could no longer make a sound.

I don't know how many sticks were hit, but the body under the stick finally disappeared.

All the skin is open from the thighs to the waist, and there is no complete piece of skin, and the flesh is blurred on the small body.

I don't know when the housekeeper came to Wu Yan's side and tried Wu Yan's breath with his hand.

"Dead. You guys are really tough," the housekeeper said indifferently.

"Dad Zhou, this boy has made the master like this. If we do it lightly, how can we be worthy of the master!" A big man played with the long stick in his hand and couldn't wait to beat the little guy on the ground again. "What should this little guy do?"

"What else can I do? The old way, throw it to the mass grave," Butler Zhou threw away this sentence and turned away, leaving several big men looking at Wu Yan's body with disgust on their faces.

"You go!"

"I'm not going. That place is unlucky!"

"The old rule, throw the dice, whoever loses..."

The night is dark and it rains heavily.

"Cough," suddenly a faint sound came from a low-lying stone pit.

Wu Yan opened his eyes and felt a tingling pain all over his body. The bean-sized raindrops hit his body like gravel. The sting gradually became numb in the end, and his whole body seemed to lose consciousness.

With the light of lightning, Wu Yan saw a white skeleton beside him, and the ferocious skeleton became more and more thrilling under the lightning.

This is a mass grave. Whenever a minor child in the village unfortunately dies, the body will be thrown into the mass grave and let the vulture wolf eat. The villagers are also known as the "land". When Wu Yan's little sister died, the cold little body was thrown here.

And at this moment, Wu Yan, who is blooming, is quietly waiting for the arrival of death.

"No, I can't die here like this," another flash of lightning flashed. Wu Yan seemed to see a path to vitality. He clenched his teeth tightly, dragged his numb body with his arms, and struggled to climb forward.

The gravel in the rain cut the arm and cut the wounds. The rain mixed with the blood and emitted a strange light under the reflection of lightning. Wu Yan moved forward inch by inch. I don't know how long it took before he finally touched the edge of the path.

The original man who was drawn and threw Wu Yan to the mass grave felt that this place was too unlucky. In addition, the sky was cloudy and there was a ghost in his heart. He only threw Wu Yan to the edge of the mass grave. However, this short distance also made Wu Yan climb for an hour or two. When he persisted to the roadside, he no longer had the strength to move forward.

"Dad, mother..." Wu Yan's dry lips squirmed and spit out these two words, and the hoarse voice made the sound painful. Wu Yan felt a bright light around him and finally opened his eyes slowly.

"Where is this? Did I ascend to heaven?" Wu Yan quietly looked around. The bright room was many times cleaner and brighter than when he was in the Wu family. Although the objects in the room were simple, they showed a simple beauty. An old-fashioned Eight Immortal table is placed in the middle of the room. A teacup on the table is slowly emitting white air, and there is a smell of burning incense in the room.

Wu Yan slowly raised his body and wanted to see more, but there was a heartbreaking pain on his back, and the sudden pain made Wu Yan sweat coldly.

"No, am I dead? How can I still feel pain?" Wu Yan remembered that after the big girl died of illness, her mother said with tears that the big girl was finally relieved. Her mother also said that she would not feel pain when she died, but why could she still feel it? Wu Yan was full of doubts, raised his right hand and pinched his face fiercely. Suddenly, the tingling feeling almost shouted out.

So real pain reminds Wu Yan that he is still alive. Wu Yan remembered that he tried his best to climb from the mass grave to the roadside at that time. The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and his consciousness became more and more blurred. When he finally touched the edge of the road, there seemed to be a dark shadow in front of him. He could no longer support it. He fainted in front of him and woke up again, he was already lying in this little **.

With a "squeak", the door was pushed open. Wu Yan heard a sound of footsteps approaching in his direction and quickly closed his eyes. In a blink of an eye, someone had arrived in front of him. Wu Yan opened a fine crack in his eyes and secretly observed the coming.

It's just that before he could see the appearance of the person, he heard another hurried sound of footsteps.

"Green ring, is the little guy awake?"

The green ring turned around and waved his hand, and his index finger stood on his lips and whispered, "Shh, quiet, I haven't woken up yet. It seems that the little guy is seriously injured. His life is really big enough. His buttocks have been broken, and it's a miracle that he can still survive."

"Well, I said that our young lady is the life of a bodhisattva. No matter who meets her, she will have good luck!" Qinglian shook her head proudly and was proud that she was lucky enough to come to Lu Mengji.

"Don't be so proud. Miss has given this little guy to us. If he doesn't wake up, what should he do? It's already the fifth day. What's wrong with sleeping like this!" The green ring points on Qinglian's forehead. Since she came to this house, Qinglian, who was quiet and weak at the beginning, suddenly changed her character. This lively energy made Green Ring have a headache.

"Cough," Wu Yan coughed softly and slowly opened his eyes.

"Where am I..."