Kneeling and begging the ancestors to be a good man

Chapter 150 The story of that year a hundred years ago [07], new clues

His eyes shifted from Jiang Ke to Cao Xinsheng.

Mo Qing took out a dagger and said, "I'll do it."

The dagger refracted a cold light in the light beam and pierced Cao Xinsheng's eyes, making Cao Xinsheng feel cold all over.

He regretted it.

He shouldn't be greedy for beauty for a while and run out just because of a text message.

These two people didn't look like they were bluffing, and their every move had a black and sour taste.

Slowly came to Cao Xinsheng.

Mo Qing squatted down.

Familiarly playing with the dagger with his fingers, Mo Qing narrowed his eyes and said in a cool tone, "I didn't want your life, so I just asked you something."

Cao Xinsheng wanted to say "yes", but his mouth was gagged, and he grunted a few times, but he couldn't shout out, so he nodded hastily.

There were tears in his eyes.

Mo Qing pulled out the dirty cloth stuffed in his mouth.

Throwing that thing aside, Mo Qing turned his head to look at Jiang Ke who was approaching: "What thing?"

Jiang Ke said expressionlessly, "rag."

Mo Qing: "..."

"vomit."

Cao Xinsheng tilted his head, the nausea couldn't stop rushing up, and he retched for a while.

However, as soon as he felt the clear gaze of the two, he forcibly held back.

"Grandpas and grandmas, whatever you want to ask me, I will tell you everything." Cao Xinsheng begged for mercy impatiently.

Half an hour ago, when he was asked out by Jiang Ke, Jiang Ke directly beat him up, and didn't even give him a chance to beg for mercy.

Now, with such a great opportunity in front of him, he had to make a statement.

"Do you have a prototype for your script?" Mo Qing asked.

Cao Xinsheng was taken aback for a moment, then nodded his head like a dog: "Yes, yes, yes, indeed."

Mo Qing's tone was cool: "People in the town have never heard of it."

"This is normal." Cao Xinsheng licked the corners of his dry lips, "Many people don't know about this matter. It is said that people knew about it a hundred years ago, but later a group of people came and destroyed all the records They are also forbidden to discuss this matter, and once they are mentioned, they will be fined or imprisoned, so no one discusses it.”

His words are somewhat believable.

In order to eliminate the existence of Mo Qing, it was indeed done like this.

However, the problem came again.

Mo Qing asked: "How did you know?"

"I heard it from my college classmate. He is from this town." Cao Xinsheng was afraid that the two of them would not believe it, so he quickly explained, "His ancestors had close contact with the two people in the story. He was born under his great-grandfather. I just heard about it before I died, and I've been thinking about it ever since."

"What's his name, where is he, and what was his ancestor's name?"

"His name is Yin Lin, and my ancestors forgot. I really don't know where he is. I heard that he went back to the town a few years ago, and I lost contact. I also inquired about him after I came here, but I didn't find out his whereabouts." " Cao Xinsheng said nervously, speaking very fast.

Hearing this, Mo Qing and Jiang Ke looked at each other.

Listening to Cao Xinsheng's words, it doesn't seem like a lie.

Yin Lin.

Mo Qing secretly wrote down the name.

After that, Mo Qing said calmly, "Tell me about the original story."

Cao Xinsheng swallowed, nervous and defensive.

"I'll let you go after finishing speaking." Mo Qing knew what he was thinking and promised.

"it is good."

Cao Xinsheng heaved a sigh of relief.

He was really afraid that the two of them would kick him into the river after they finished their questioning.

After easing his breath, Cao Xinsheng began his narration.

100 years ago, Yin Lin's great grandfather was a child of seven or eight years old.

Although the war was chaotic at that time, my great-grandfather's family was relatively well-off, and he lived more comfortably than other villagers in the town. Of course, he also developed an arrogant and domineering character.

Among a group of children of the same age, he is the most bearish.

The winter of that year was extremely cold, the world was not peaceful, wars were being fought everywhere, and everyone was in danger. There were rumors that the war would come to Qingqiao Town at any time.

Every household closed their doors and did not leave.

Grandpa has a naughty personality, and was too bored to stay at home, so he sneaked out.

In a deserted house in the town, he met two people, a man and a woman, both young, the man was about fifteen or sixteen years old, and the woman was about ten years old.

At this point, Cao Xinsheng explained: "The adaptation of the script cannot be done at such a young age, and it cannot pass the review."

Mo Qing responded very calmly.

Jiang Ke suddenly turned off the flashlight, the light source disappeared, and the surroundings were immediately swallowed by darkness.

Cao Xinsheng felt that the atmosphere suddenly turned cold, as if there was murderous intent, and he shivered unconsciously.

"continue."

After waiting for a few seconds, Mo Qing urged.

Cao Xinsheng hurriedly said "Hey" and continued to narrate.

At that time, the boy was wearing a military uniform, was wounded, and was dying.She was also covered with a women's coat.

The girl was different, it was snowing in the twelfth lunar month, but she was wearing a thin long-sleeved base layer, short hair, and pale skin, as if she couldn't feel the cold.

Not human at all.

The great-grandfather at that time was startled by her, and stayed at the door for a while, but when she found out, he kicked him flying.

Like a bandit, she took all the food and thick clothes off Grandpa.

How could my great-grandfather swallow this breath...

But he may be a masochist, and by some coincidence, he didn't go back and complain.

Instead, I went to deliver some food and supplies every now and then.

During those days, the boys and girls stayed in the house with air leaks, and news of "theft" would occasionally come from the town, losing clothes today and chickens and ducks tomorrow.

Over time, they were discovered.

Several people from the town came to the door and tried to chase them away, but the girl somehow managed to hurt two people and then scared everyone else away.

Then there were rumors in the town that the two outsiders in the house were not human beings.

Within two days, a group of people were organized in the town to get rid of the two of them.

However, the girl was alone, protecting the boy abruptly, making it difficult for others to get close.

"That girl might really not be human." Cao Xinsheng expressed his thoughts again, "How can she be human if she wears so little in winter and can beat so many people? She is still a child."

"Stop talking nonsense." Mo Qing's tone suddenly turned cold.

Cao Xinsheng was startled by her voice, and immediately dared not say more.

He hurried on.

"The grandpa of the Yin family was also there. It is said that the girl planned to slaughter the town, but was stopped..."

It was stopped by the boy next to him.

The seriously injured boy left the small town with the girl on his own initiative, and landed in a place not far from the town. After that, no one knew whether they were dead or alive.

Soon, spring came.

The great-grandfather of the Yin family ran to the mountains once, trying to find them.

result--

He saw that the girl used some method to sprinkle some liquid in a field, after which some plants grew rapidly until they reached maturity.

Those are medicinal materials.

The girl used it to treat the boy's illness.

Since then, the boy's illness has been cured.

Within two days, an army came and took them away.

"I heard such a story." Cao Xinsheng said.

Mo Qing suddenly became quiet.

Jiang Ke didn't take the initiative to speak.

The sound of the rain was beating, the river was surging, Cao Xinsheng was silent, feeling the crisis spreading little by little.

He didn't know if Mo Qing and Jiang Ke would be satisfied with such a story.

So, amid tension and anxiety, Cao Xinsheng said again: "Actually, that great-grandfather even told Yin Lin something..."

"what?"

This time, Mo Qing quickly answered the call.

"He said that after that incident, slowly, a legend spread among the people..."

Cao Xinsheng said: "There is an invincible army, all of them are brave and good at fighting, and they are invincible. And in their team, there is a miracle doctor who is said to be a woman... Later generations seem to call her the 'medical saint'. Now There are similar legends."

After a pause, Cao Xinsheng continued: "Grandfather guessed that the legendary medical saint was the girl from back then."

Mo Qing pondered for a moment.

Finally, in the dark, she raised the knife and cut the ropes tied around Cao Xinsheng's hands and feet.

She said coldly, "Go away."

Suddenly his hands and feet were unbound, and Cao Xinsheng was overjoyed immediately, he was about to run while rolling and crawling.

However, he had just climbed two meters when he heard a male voice from behind: "I said can you go?"

Cao Xinsheng was startled, his hands and feet went limp, and he couldn't move.

His whole body froze in place.

He heard footsteps approaching.

He was feeling weak all over.

Nervous, trembling, panic.

An indescribable sense of fear suddenly hit my heart.

Finally, the footsteps stopped around him.

The man kicked him on the shoulder, causing him to bounce aside, and then he saw the man crouch down.

The man said a few words to him.

He panicked, and said tremblingly: "I, I know..."

"You can go now."

The man's voice suddenly softened. Although it was still cold, the dangerous feeling just now was gone.

Cao Xinsheng burst into tears. He was in his forties, and his psychological defenses had completely collapsed. With a howl, he stumbled and ran away into the pouring rain.

Jiang Ke also thoughtfully turned on the flashlight to light the way for him.

But he seemed more panicked.

"What did you tell him?" Mo Qing walked over, glanced at Cao Xinsheng's back, and frowned, "It's worse than killing him."

Jiang Ke looked at her sideways: "I made a guess."

"Ok?"

Mo Qing was a little puzzled.

A pair of "all ears" means.

Jiang Ke said: "The story he just told was not told by Yin Lin, but he stole it from Yin Lin."

Mo Qing paused: "You guessed it?"

"Ah."

"On what basis?"

"Yin Lin is his classmate, and also a screenwriter." Jiang Ke analyzed, "If Yin Lin wants to adapt this story, why not write it himself, but leave it to him?"

"……Um."

"In addition, the great-grandfather of the Yin family kept his mouth shut and didn't tell Yin Lin until he died. Most likely, Yin Lin wouldn't make a big deal of it, so it's impossible to tell others the story."

Mo Qing nodded: "So, Cao Xinsheng must not be right to know the source of this story."

"Yeah." Jiang Ke nodded, and said, "Before I came to Qingqiao Town, I found out something."

"Oh?"

"Ten years ago, Cao Xinsheng was a depressed screenwriter. On the contrary, Yin Lin, as his classmate, accumulated some names through solid scripts, got married and had children." Jiang Ke said, "After Cao Xinsheng and Yin Lin After getting in touch at a class reunion, the two of them got in touch more, and then Yin Lin's family was ruined, but Cao Xinsheng suddenly had a burst of inspiration and handed over several scripts that were recognized by the market."

Mo Qing guessed: "You suspect..."

Jiang Ke admitted: "Yes."

Cao Xinsheng shined in the film and television industry, but Yin Lin returned to Qingqiao Town because of the blow.

Is it too coincidental?
Of course, before Jiang Ke came, he had no intention of investigating the case, at most he was "well prepared".

Now there is no evidence to prove what Cao Xinsheng did ten years ago.

However, it is more than enough to use this to threaten Cao Xinsheng.

At the very least, Cao Xinsheng will definitely not pursue tonight's matter after uncovering the incident ten years ago.

"Then have you checked Yin Lin's whereabouts?" Mo Qing suddenly thought of something.

"Ah."

"Where's the person?" Mo Qing asked.

Jiang Ke didn't answer, but asked, "Why did you find him?"

"..."

Mo Qing didn't speak.

Why are you looking for Yin Lin?

It doesn't seem necessary.

Jiang Ke didn't wait for her response, and didn't continue to say anything. Instead, he moved the flashlight and pointed at the dilapidated hut built with wooden boards with the light beam.

He said, "Over there."

Mo Qing was startled: "That lunatic?"

"Ah."

Jiang Ke nodded.

After all, Yin Lin is from the town. He grew up here since he was a child, and he is still a little famous. Although it is not particularly easy to find out his whereabouts, it is not difficult.

Just ask a few old people.

Cao Xinsheng said "I can't find out", probably just asking casually, knowing that there is no whereabouts of this person, and no one will disturb the filming crew, so he continued to do his work with peace of mind.

Jiang Ke said: "Ten years ago, Yin Lin returned to Qingqiao Town, and his spirit was still normal, but half a year later, he suddenly became crazy. His cousin seized this opportunity, tricked him into selling his property, and took After taking his money, he was homeless and just stayed here in the bridge hole."

Mo Qing was silent.

No matter in which era, the "evil" of human nature is not uncommon at all.

"Is he inside now?" Mo Qing asked.

"Ah."

"Sane?"

"..." Jiang Ke pondered for a moment, "It's hard to say. Go and see?"

"it is good."

Mo Qing nodded without thinking.

Come here.

People are still in sight.

If you don't look at it, you can't justify it.

Jiang Ke flashlighted, walked beside Mo Qing, and slowly followed Mo Qing to the wooden house.

The entrance has no door and is covered with a plastic sheet.

Mo Qing glanced at Jiang Ke.

With the image of Jiang Ke, it is obviously out of place to appear in this kind of place.

However, Jiang Ke's temperament, no matter what kind of environment he was in, did not appear abrupt.

He bent down naturally, lifted the plastic sheeting, and punched it with a flashlight: "It's me."

"Mr. Jiang..."

A hoarse and vicissitudes of voice came from inside.

Jiang Ke said again: "I brought a friend."

His current tone is very gentle, and he is completely different from when he was facing Cao Xinsheng.

There was no response from inside, but I remembered the sound of some sundries colliding.

However, Jiang Ke looked back at Mo Qing and said, "Come in."

"Can you stay?" Mo Qing was very skeptical about the space inside.

Jiang Ke paused, and then smiled very lightly: "There are things you are interested in."

(End of this chapter)