A happy event in a fertile field: the black-bellied husband is as beautiful as a flower

Chapter 103 Ah Heng, I Found You
Meng Yan was hugged tightly by Xia Shi, and Xia Shi patted her from head to toe in panic.

Xia asked incoherently: "How are you, Ah Nan, my daughter, are you alright? Ah, tell mother."

Meng Yan's eyes were red, she tugged at the corners of her mouth at Xia, and said, "Mother, I'm fine."

While comforting Mrs. Xia, she turned her head to look at the black door frame of her house, then raised her feet and walked into the house step by step.

The originally beautiful and solid wooden house was burnt to the point where only a few charred wooden frames remained.There is nowhere to go to the pile of charcoal ash in the yard.

Meng Yan looked around, but nothing was intact.Standing in the dilapidated door frame, she looked back at Mrs. Xia, her figure was very lonely, with tears in her eyes, she asked, "Mother, where is A-Heng?"

Xia Shi shook her head, but she didn't know either.

She was knocked out, and she was still lying in the courtyard when the house was burned. If the villagers hadn't rushed in to rescue her after those people left, she might have been burned to death inside.

After she woke up, Yin Heng disappeared.

The entourage quickly went to inquire about the news and came back, saying that Yin Heng was thrown into the mountain by those people.

Some villagers said that a few miles away from here, there is Zaier Mountain, which was named after wolves who used to go down the mountain to pick up children from the countryside and bring them into the mountain for meals.So there are wild wolves in the mountains.

The villagers followed secretly and found that they had just thrown Yin Heng into Zaier Mountain.

No one dared to venture into the deep mountains alone.

Yin Heng couldn't walk with his legs, and was thrown into it, and the villagers thought that he was probably gone.

But now that Meng Yan came back, she didn't say anything, temporarily settled Xia's family in Uncle Shen's house, and turned around to find Zaiershan.

No one can persuade her.

Meng Yan wiped the corners of his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice as he walked, "Even if there is only one bone left in him, I will pick it up. If there is not even a bone left, I will also find a piece of his clothes." horns, a strand of hair."

The villagers were moved when they heard this.

In the past, the villagers had received a lot of care from her, so the strong villagers spontaneously organized and followed them into the mountains to search and rescue.

Everyone prepared enough torches and farming tools. If they really encountered wild wolves, a group of them should be able to drive the wolves away.

By the time we reached the foot of Zaier Mountain, it was already dark.

Everyone held up torches and stepped into the deep forest shrouded in darkness.

Meng Yan has been relying on that willpower to persevere, she only knows to find Yin Heng, but now she is in a trance and in a very bad state, unable to analyze calmly and calmly at all.

The villagers have no experience with this either.

Meng Yan knew that her condition was very bad, so she didn't try to be brave, she mostly listened to Xu Shenfang.

Fortunately, when those people brought Yin Heng to this mountain, they would always leave traces.

Xu Shenfang asked everyone to lower the torches to illuminate the ground as much as possible, and then found some messy footprints and two rows of narrow wheel marks.

Compared with carrying a person up the mountain, it is obviously more labor-saving to drag a wheelchair up the mountain together.

Afterwards, everyone followed the trace to the depths of the forest.

Meng Yan didn't know how long he had been walking, and he didn't know what time it was. Except for the place illuminated by the fire, the rest was pitch black.

Then someone's countenance changed and he said, "There's a smell of blood!"

Xu Chenfang had sensed it a long time ago, and his entourage also faintly tensed up to be on guard.

The villagers suddenly panicked.

Although I don't know what's in front of me, but in a bloody place, nothing good will happen.

The villagers asked in a tense voice, "Are there any wolves in front?"

Maybe there are wolves ahead, or maybe the wolves have already left, leaving only a mess on the ground.

At this time, a cold and distant howl sounded in the mountain forest, which seemed far away and seemed close, which shocked the villagers when they heard it.

"It's howling wolves!"

Everyone clutched the farm tools and torches in their hands and looked around nervously.

Xu Shenfang said: "Don't be afraid, wolves are also afraid of fire."

It's just that he didn't look at Meng Yan for a moment, and when everyone was worried about the wolf in front, Meng Yan ran forward in a daze along with the thick blood.

Her steps were messy, and she nearly fell over by the grass under her feet.

"Ah!" Xu Chenfang hurriedly chased after her.

At this moment, she seemed to be exhausting all her strength, wanting to break through the endless night in front of her, and wanting to break out of this forest full of strange shadows.

Seeing this, the villagers were afraid that everyone would run away, so they immediately followed behind.

The forest in front was getting thinner and thinner, Xu Chenfang couldn't stop her, she rushed out without hesitation.

It was still night outside, but it was a clearing surrounded by surrounding woods.

The terrain of the clearing is low, and the ground is covered with weeds.

However, from the periphery to the middle, there were obvious traces of trampling, and under the firelight, the grass blades were all covered with sticky blood.

Amidst the gasps of the crowd, Meng Yan's gaze flicked over inch by inch. There were blood-stained wolves lying in the wild grass. On that slender leg, the throat was fatally stabbed, and blood spread everywhere.

And among the corpses of those wolves, there was a person soaked in blood sitting impressively.

The firelight could not illuminate his eyes, which were as deep as the abyss and the sea, his jet-black hair was covered in blood like seaweed at the bottom of the abyss, and his pale face was also spattered with blood.

In his hand, he held a piece of wood that was probably left from a wheelchair. The end of the wood block had a sharp skim mark, and as he raised his hand to face these people, the tip was still dripping with viscous blood.

Anyone who sees such a scene can't help being shocked in his heart.

But when he saw Meng Yan clearly, the murderous aura all over his body disappeared in an instant.There seemed to be sparks flickering in the deep eyes.

The villagers were shocked and shouted, "It's Wang Xing!"

Before that, Meng Yan had already galloped towards him.On the way, she tripped over the weeds and fell on the body of the wolf. She hurriedly got up and ran towards him again.

Yin Heng faintly said softly: "Slow down."

The moment the words were about to fall, Meng Yan threw herself into his arms and hugged him tightly.

Her nose was full of bloody smell, but at that moment, she seemed to have found something very important, and her heart suddenly felt at ease.

Meng Yan said: "Ah Heng, I found you."

Yin Heng let her hug him, and said in her ear: "If these legs can be more flexible, I should be able to find you first. Before that, I won't die."

The villagers hurriedly came to this open space one after another holding torches, and illuminated the wolf carcasses on the ground with torches.The blood on the wolf's body was deep, and the wolf's face seemed to have frozen the ferocious expression just before it died. Even though it was dead, the villagers did not dare to act rashly.

Everyone hurried to help Meng Yan and Yin Heng.

Meng Yan let go of him, and saw that his white clothes were all dyed red, and the scars on his legs that had been torn by wolves were particularly terrifying.

She frantically groped Yin Heng's body, checked his wounds, and heard Yin Heng say: "Don't be afraid, most of them are not my blood."

(End of this chapter)