I was killed by domestic violence, and I went crazy with barrage

Chapter 125 Sin
The backyard of Huichun Medical Center is an old alley that is very messy and no one passes by.

Scroll over here and you will find the abandoned house where she told Duan Qingshan to place Zhao Yinlian.

Originally, Duan Qingshan planned to move Zhao Yinlian back to his home.

It was really a coincidence, no one expected that something like this would happen to Sheng Yuewen.

As a result, Duan Qingshan never had a chance to move people away.

Jiang Anning never had a chance to come and see.

This house was originally owned by a wealthy family. Later, when the family moved, they encountered bandits and the whole family was in tragedy.

Almost everyone in Jiang'an County knows this. Rich people find it taboo, and poor people can't afford it. As time goes by, this house gradually becomes abandoned.

Not long ago, Jiang Anning asked his wife to buy this house.

Thinking of the late wife, Jiang Anning had another headache.

I don’t know how the boat painting became a business under the name of Zhao Hai’s good friend.

And Wang Shang was also among them, disguising his face to show others...

The sudden departure made the villagers frightened and angry, and Jiang Wei, who was in big trouble, did not even know his identity.

All kinds of strange things were mixed together. Even if she didn't hear the words of Mrs. An and the county magistrate, she still had to suspect that the death of her mother and father was not as simple as meeting a bandit who did all kinds of evil and took pleasure in killing people on her way home.

Thinking of Duan Qingshan's words...

"Those people said that eight years ago, they did the same thing and dug the graves of Jiang Anning's father and mother."

Jiang Anning pursed her lips slightly, and her footsteps became heavier and heavier on the weeds in the deserted courtyard.

She took a deep breath and suppressed the anger rising in her heart.

Not yet...

Now is not the time.

But she still couldn't help but remember that after her parents were buried, she still aroused suspicion and went to pay homage heartbroken. She cried in front of the grave many times until she fainted, and often sat on her parents' tombstones. In front of him, he huddled up and fell asleep.

At that time, those who touched her thought she was really asleep, and were worried that she would not wake up, or that they would notice something after she woke up, so they did not take too heavy a drug.

But in a daze, she still saw it.

Those people, armed with shovels, knocked down the tombstones she had erected for her mother and father.

They dug up the soil of the grave and lifted out the coffin buried underneath.

She had no money back then, and most of the property left by her mother and father were taken away and divided up by those who broke into her home and claimed to be relatives.

She had no idea who those people were. They were obviously strangers she had never met before, and their accents were very wrong. They were not at all the accent from her father's hometown.

But those people were very precise and found the place where the money was stored in her home.

Even the private money that my father had secretly hidden behind my mother's back was found by them.

Those people were like locusts crossing the border and looted all the valuable things in her home, so that she had no money to buy a good coffin.

The coffin that was lifted up was already in some tatters after being soaked in the ground for a period of time.

They pried open the coffins of grandma and daddy.

But because he couldn't find the body he wanted to find, he vented his anger.

Jiang Anning gritted her teeth.

She knew it.

She knows it all.

She knew it from beginning to end.

It's just that those people thought that she must have been unaware because she fell asleep and was given medicine.

That day, she "sleeped" like that all night in the forest. It wasn't until three o'clock in the morning the next day that the sun was already blinding her eyes. Then she pretended to have unbearable pain in her neck and felt as if she had a stiff neck, and limped "wake up" "Come", and naturally people will come to worship frequently again.

She didn't know if those people had left, let alone whether there would be someone hiding in the dark and continuing to monitor her.

But she couldn't show cowardice, let alone any other flaws.

After that, she pretended that she had never experienced this incident and had completely forgotten about it.

Maybe I really forgot about it later...

Jiang Anning smiled bitterly, suddenly feeling very unfilial.

For so many years in the previous life, I felt stuck in a quagmire and couldn't help myself. I couldn't even avenge my parents and make those who dug graves with the intention of destroying and desecrating their bodies pay the price.

But she also thought about it, maybe it wasn't because she didn't hate it so much, but more because from the beginning, she had followed her mother's last words and stored the processed corpse beads in other places in advance.

It's also a blessing among misfortunes.

Jiang Anning thought a little dejectedly, maybe A Niang had known about her failure for a long time, so she had made arrangements early?
Unknowingly, I walked near the dry well in the backyard of the deserted house.

Bottom of the well.

Zhao Yinlian, whose eyes were cloudy and lifeless, heard the footsteps very keenly.

"Who? Who is it?"

She couldn't hide the excitement in her voice. She struggled, hunched over, and climbed up from the ground. She hunched her back, dragging her legs that had not been healed in time after being interrupted. Her eyes seemed to be unable to find a focus, and they were headless. He crept towards the edge of the well wall without thinking.

"Help, help..."

Zhao Yinlian's voice was hoarse, and she could no longer hear her former voice.

Jiang Anning stood by the well and was silent for a moment.

"Is there anyone? Save me, please, save me...I, I'll give you money, save me."

She was so ill that she sought medical treatment without caring about who might appear in this place at this time.

She even thought that it wouldn't matter even if Sheng Yuewen came to find her.

As long as I can take her out of here...

She has been trapped here for several days.

Without food, she could only rummage through the dead grass branches and leaves.

Without water to drink, she could only open her mouth wide every day, hoping for rain from the sky and some dewdrops to fall.

But none.

Nothing at all.

She could only keep swallowing saliva to quench her thirst.

Zhao Yinlian felt as if she was about to die, like a withered flower that had lost its moisture and nourishment, and was exposed to the scorching sun during the day, as if it was about to be roasted to dryness.

She just wanted to leave this hellish place.

"Save me, save me. I'll give you money and reward. Save me, I can give you anything."

Zhao Yinlian's voice was hoarse, and she begged weaker and weaker every time.

"save you?"

"Pay me?"

"Can you give me anything else?"

Jiang Anning leaned against the well and laughed lightly: "What are you going to give me?"

Zhao Yinlian was obviously stunned for a moment.

This voice... seems so familiar.

Her numb mind gradually started to spin: "Jiang Anning?"

Zhao Yinlian asked with some uncertainty.

Then, as if she was sure, she shouted excitedly and wildly: "Jiang Anning! Jiang Anning, you bitch!"

"Jiang Anning!"

"Kill you, I'm going to kill you!"

Zhao Yinlian blamed Jiang Anning for everything she suffered at this time. She roared to vent her grievances, as if she could cut people into pieces in this way.

Jiang Anning stared down the well with a cold look on her face, almost indifferent to Zhao Yinlian's curses.

She didn't know how many times she had heard this in her previous life.

Already numb.

She looked extremely calm: "Who instigated you to plot against me, torture me, and want me to have a hard time and die of torture?"

Thinking of all the things in his past life, Jiang Anning asked out of nowhere.

"Yes……"

Zhao Yinlian's frantic voice suddenly paused, revealing some guilt. Her turbid eyes gradually became evasive, but she was still speaking harshly: "Who, who plotted against you and tortured you, Jiang Anning, don't let yourself have a bad life." , just blame others for trying to harm you, as if everyone in the world owes you!"

"You are so thoughtful, why don't you become a storyteller?"

Zhao Yinlian cursed loudly to hide her panic.

"Who do you think you are? You are worthless and everyone wants to harm you!"

"You've been putting on airs all day long. You don't have that precious body, but you've contracted the disease of a charming young lady. You deserve to be looked down upon by my brother! Anyone like you will be unlucky for three generations if you marry him. You are a loser. star!"

"If you have a brain disease, just see a doctor and get some more medicine to treat it properly..."

Zhao Yinlian's scolding became smoother and smoother, as if she had returned to the days when she would often beat and scold Jiang Anning and boss her around.

My heart is no longer so panicked.

Jiang Anning was very surprised.

Originally it was just a casual question, and I didn't expect to get anything out of it.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Yinlian actually showed his timidity and almost blurted out something.

The hysteria, yelling and cursing at this time was more like using incompetent rage to cover up his guilty conscience and panic.

She frowned slightly.

Could it be that... what the Zhao family did was not accidental, not pure greed and evil, but someone was instigating it behind the scenes, so the Zhao family just went along with the flow and banished the evil in their hearts?

Who could it be?
Jiang Wei?

Or Aunt Gui?

Or...someone else?

Jiang Anning recalled her previous life in detail. She didn't know why, but she was obviously dead. Her body was buried under the thick snow. No one cared about her, and no one paid attention to her. There was no one to bury her body. .

It's as if she is an insignificant thing, broken and broken there. After waiting for a long time, it will naturally rot into the mud and leave no trace.

But it’s not like no one really cares.

She clearly remembered that she died at that time, in the heavy snow, and no one collected her body, but people kept coming over and over, as if to confirm whether she was really dead, and it seemed that It was resentment, anger that she died, that she died like this...

Even that man couldn't hold back his anger several times. He raised the riding crop in his hand and beat her body severely in order to vent his anger.

She didn't know who that person was.

When she just died, she could only vaguely feel that someone was coming, someone was leaving, and someone was doing something to her body.

But she didn't know who it was.

Until later, for a long time, she felt as if more than half of her body had rotted away.

Mixed in the muddy water of melted ice and snow, it kept rotting and stinking, as if it was about to mix with the earth.

The resentment in her heart accumulated over time and reached an unprecedented peak... She hated it!
She wants to kill them!
Everyone!

Kill them all!
Leave no one behind!
Later, she didn't know what happened, but suddenly she could see more fields around the body.

Then, she saw Aunt Gui...

When Sui Ran introduced Aunt Gui to her before, she recognized the person and recalled her past life.

At the beginning, when she was still alive, she really didn't see this Aunt Gui very much. At most, she could hear a few words from the villagers occasionally.

In her impression, Aunt Gui was dull and talkative, and rarely appeared in the village.

She is the kind of person who, even if the person is standing right in front of her, has to take some time to think about it carefully before she can identify the person.

Really becoming familiar with people happens after death.

Before she could clearly see the surroundings of the body, she could only barely feel which people came often, came and then left, and wandered near her in the meantime, secretly observing how long they pretended to be nothing.

It is not clear who the other party is.

The only thing she knew was that the person who whipped her body with a riding crop was a man.

This man seemed to hate her very much.

I hate that she died unexpectedly...

At that time, Jiang Anning felt that this person was simply inexplicable.

She died, she died of domestic violence by Zhao Hai and the Zhao family. Was she willing to die?

As a result, this inexplicable man actually blamed her for her death.

I hate that she failed to live up to expectations and did not continue to live as tenaciously as a weed under the guidance of Zhao Hai and the Zhao family.

He even humiliated and beat her body for this!
It’s simply unreasonable!

Jiang Anning was so angry that she wanted to come back to life, even if it was an exposed body with half of her face that might have rotted and white bones exposed, come back to life, slap a few big ears on this inexplicable man, and ask him if he had a skull. Only when it is broken can it become so vicious and full of malice.

Did she want to die?

It is unreasonable!

Unreasonable!

Jiang Anning was very angry for a while when she recalled this incident, and then she managed to calm down.

She didn't know if it was because she was too resentful towards the man, but she could suddenly feel it, or see it clearly?
She was obviously dead, but the plants and trees around her were still very clearly engraved in her mind.

It was as if she was still alive and could still see.

The first person she saw was Aunt Gui.

Aunt Gui had been here many times before, but at that time, she was not able to see her surroundings clearly.

She only knew that there was a person who would come to Zhao's house from time to time and borrow some things from Zhang.

It's all very small things.

Even in people's eyes, they are completely unnecessary things to borrow.

Sometimes it's a hoe, and sometimes it's a pair of scissors.

Or perhaps a handful of embroidery thread, or a borrowed thimble.

It's okay for a normal neighbor to come over and borrow some things.

But unfortunately, Aunt Gui and Zhao Hai's family are separated by almost an entire village.

One is in Dadongtou and the other is in Daxitou.

Among them, there were countless houses separated from each other. Who could she ask to borrow something from? She had to come and borrow it from Mrs. Zhang?
As long as you borrow something that other people don't have at home, that's it.

No one will find it strange.

But what happened was that what Aunt Gui borrowed was some ordinary things that were common in every household.

Even the paste for window paper, Aunt Gui came to borrow twice.

Even Mrs. Zhang couldn't stop muttering because of this.

More than once, I whispered to Zhao Yuanshan whether there was something wrong with Aunt Gui, and I even began to wonder if this person was hiding something and wanted to plot against them!
But even so, Zhao Yuanshan's family didn't think there was anything wrong with her dying there.

He was completely fearless and didn't feel any sin in killing anyone.

There was no worry that Aunt Gui would see her body, knowing that she died there...

(End of this chapter)