Chapter 11 Regret for Loss of Life

At the critical moment, a man rushed in outside the iron gate and kicked the pistol into the straw. The gunman was about to be angry. When he looked back and saw the person coming, he was shocked and stood there upright and whispered, "Brother...I..."

"Get out!" The person who came in was dressed in casual clothes and couldn't see any rank, but the soldier who shot wanted to treat him respectfully. Seeing that he looked upright and magnificent, he should not be an ordinary person.

"Young man, don't be afraid." The man squatted down and whispered.

This is the first caring word that Feng Junyang heard in one day and one night. At this time, he is in prison and his life and death are unknown. With this caring words, Feng Junyang, who was half-dead without a drop of tears, burst into tears in a daze!

"Good-handed young people, what can they do? However, I have to do this unscrupulous immoral thing!" The man said with a long sigh.

"I...I..." Feng Junyang endured the severe pain and tears and explained, "I'm really not a grave robber, I'm just passing by..."

"Really?"

"Really."

"Don't say this excuse." The man was a little angry, "The cemetery you went to is the ancestral tomb of Wu Jinbao, the military and political commander!" You have seen the scale of the momentum, so I won't say more. The key is that there is only one entrance and exit on the ground of the cemetery, which is usually guarded by masters. Moreover, after entering the cemetery, it is a dead end. The cliffs on all can't be reached at all. You said you passed by, how did you get in? Even if you go in, what are you going to do?

"I went in from behind..." The dizzy Feng Junyang tried to recall his experience last night. "On the cliff behind, there is a Lunyue Villa where the evil spirit lives. I escaped from the villa and jumped off the cliff..."

The man looked at him with a strange look, as if looking at a monster. For a long time, he sighed: "You are not only morally corrupt, but also have problems with your brain!"

"What I said is true..." He smiled miserably and regarded it as his last explanation. He didn't listen to him. He was seriously injured and couldn't move. He could only listen to fate. "I jumped down from the cliff and died all the way... Passing by the cemetery... I met a woman..."

"What? You met a woman!" The man jumped up suddenly, "What does she look like?"

"I don't know..." Feng Junyang said helplessly, "I only saw a pair of bloody hands..."

"Blood hands?" The man was extremely surprised, "Where is it?"

"In...in a small hole..." Feng Junyang felt that his mouth was dry and his tongue was dry, and it was extremely difficult to say another sentence.

"Wait, I'll get you some water to drink." The man got up and walked out.

"I..." Feng Junyang swallowed his words and swallowed them. He wanted to say that he had been beaten into internal injuries and should not drink water, but at this time, his life and death were unknown. His only physiological desire was to drink water, which was better to satisfy it! There is no regret in death.

Unexpectedly, the man had been there for a long time and didn't come back, but there were guards walking around outside the iron gate. As the sun rose, this seemingly forgotten corner gradually became lively. He saw many soldiers gathering in the courtyard, as if something big was going to happen.

After about half an hour, the man came back with a black bowl in his hand.

"Drink quickly." As he spoke, he lifted the lid and steamed, "Drink it. This is a pain-relieving soup. You can't drink raw water."

"Why did you help me?" Feng Junyang was puzzled. Since he beat himself like this, why did he pretend to send soup? I'm a little wary. After all, the experience of these two or three days has subverted many of his views in the past 20 years!

"I'm not from the government." The man smiled and said, "My name is Ma Ben. I want to ask you something."

It turned out to be prepared.

"You just said that there was a woman in the cemetery..."

Feng Junyang took a few mouthfuls of soup with the help of Ma Ben, and then slowly replied, "Well, I didn't see my face... Most of them are ghosts..."

"How do you believe that there are ghosts in this world?" Ma Ben said disdainfully, "I find that you really don't match your actual age..."

"If you don't believe it, forget it." Feng Junyang said softly, "I didn't believe it two days ago..."

Ma Ben raised his hand and interrupted him: "Don't talk about ghosts, talk about that woman..."

Why is he interested in a woman in a cemetery? Feng Junyang saw Ma Ben's anxious face and said, "That woman, I didn't see her face... Why should I tell you?"

Since Ma Ben wants to know so much, it's better to hang his appetite and exchange conditions with himself!

"Tell me! I have a way to get you out!" Ma Ben seemed to be a roundworm in his stomach, piercing his inner thoughts at a glance.

"She gave me a bracelet... and asked me to give it to the Dragon and Phoenix Inn..."

"Isn't she dead?" Ma Ben suddenly jumped up!

Feng Junyang was blinded by his words. Is that woman also a dead person?

"Where's the bracelet?" Ma Ben asked hurriedly.

"The person who was searched took it..."

"It's over... I'm late." The horse runs like a frustrated ball.

"It's not too late..." Feng Junyang said anxiously, "Go and save her quickly. I'm afraid she's going to die!"

The horse ran out of the door, and Feng Junyang shouted behind, "You get me out first!"

Ma Ben stopped embarrassed and scratched his head: "I almost forgot. Let's figure it out."

Then he asked Feng Junyang, "When and where did you go... What kind of villa are you talking about?"

"Yesterday, Qinghe Town."

"You really have a brain problem! You were unconscious in this room all day yesterday!"

It turned out that I had been in a coma all day! Looking at the sun, he thought it would be a while.

"Sorry, it should be the day before yesterday."

"Young people! Stop talking nonsense!" Ma Ben suddenly stared and said angrily, "Qinghe Town is thousands of miles away, even if you ride a car, it will take three days. You will come from Qinghe Town in a day!"

Feng Junyang was shocked! He thought that there was Qinghe Town nearby, but he didn't expect that the white horse would take him to a strange place thousands of miles away!

He smiled bitterly and said, "What I said is the truth... Do you know the Huichun Hall in Qinghe Town? Chang Baicao..."

Ma Ben nodded and said yes.

"My master and I had a free consultation in Huichun Hall the day before yesterday..."

"Your name is Feng Junyang?"

"Yes! My name is Feng Junyang. A little hope rose in his heart, and Ma Ben knew him! Did it spread after the free clinic?

"You! Dead-determined-!" Ma Ben's face suddenly turned blue. He stared at Feng Junyang without blinking and said, "You are Feng Junyang, and the immortals dare not save you..."

Walking to the door, the horse ran back without any expression, just sighing: "Why are you handsome..."

After saying that, he walked out without looking back, and the footsteps gradually faded away, and finally disappeared into a place that Feng Junyang couldn't feel...