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Chapter 141
Seeing the caravan passing by, the strong man at the fork stopped the cart and waited quietly.

After a while, the people of the caravan walked over, and the strong man also lifted the cart and followed behind, joining the sequence of Wu Ming and the others.

On a small road, Wu Ming, the grandson of the old man Liu, the salesman, and a strong man with a cart, each of the four groups occupies one side.

Wu Ming looked up at the strong man, and found that the cart was covered with a straw mat, and at the edge of the straw mat, a pair of embroidered shoes happened to be exposed.

"Good man, it seems that you are going to Liuzhou too, what are you pushing in this car!" Old man Liu looked at the strong man and couldn't help asking.

Hearing such an inquiry, the strong man twitched his mouth twice, and said in a deep voice: "My sister"

The strong man looked about thirty, and his younger sister was probably not much older.

Old man Liu looked at the straw mat on the cart, couldn't help but shook his head, and sighed, "What a pity!"

Silent, the strong man didn't speak, just pushed the cart without saying a word.

At noon, by a small stream, the caravan stopped to light a fire for cooking, and Wu Ming and the others also took the opportunity to rest.

At this time, the strong man pushing the cart fetched some water by the stream, lifted the straw mat covering the single-board cart, and wiped the face of the corpse very gently.

The places where everyone rests are not too far apart.

Wu Ming raised his eyes to look at the girl's body, and found that the girl was only in her 20s, and her features were somewhat similar to those of a strong man.

"Grandpa, look at this sister, is she smiling?" Xiaobao's words came from the side, causing everyone present to look up.

Wu Ming looked at the corner of the corpse's mouth, and saw that the corner of the female corpse's mouth was slightly upturned, which seemed to be a half-smile.

Seeing the expression of the corpse, old man Liu didn't say anything, picked up Xiaobao and moved away.

On the side, although the peddler who carried the burden did not move, his brows were tightly knit together, and his face was a little ugly.

"Hmph!" Seeing how everyone was avoiding him, the strong man showed unwavering expression, and covered the corpse with a straw mat.

After such a small episode, after resting for more than half an hour, everyone followed the caravan on the road again.

This time, because of the incident at noon, the old man Liu and the shopkeeper had a estrangement, and they were subconsciously avoiding the strong man.

Only Wu Ming, full of curiosity in his heart, turned his head frequently to look at the single-board scooter pushed by the strong man.

"Aren't you afraid?"

After seeing it many times, the strong man also noticed Wu Ming's gaze, and couldn't help asking.

"I'm not afraid, I'm just curious and want to know how your sister died." Wu Ming walked side by side with the strong man, and while asking questions, he stretched out his hand to help push the cart.

After pushing the cart for two or three miles, the strong man didn't reply until he walked another two or three miles before he said, "My younger sister is the concubine of Master Jia, a drug dealer. Master Jia has many wives and concubines, but the children are very difficult. I have been doing nothing for the past few years. Who would have thought that my younger sister was just pregnant, and in less than half a month, Master Jia's wife is also pregnant."

The strong man didn't tell the story behind it, but the answer is obvious.

There are many right and wrong among the rich and powerful, and the girl lying under the straw mat is obviously the loser in the harem struggle.

The mistake is that the strong man's younger sister is just a concubine, not even a concubine wife.

Thinking about it with your toes, Master Jia's first wife would not let the concubine give birth to the child first when she was pregnant.

"It stands to reason that your sister should have a lot of resentment when she died like this. Why, the expression on her face is so unreasonable?" Wu Ming recalled the expression on the face of the female corpse, which seemed to be a smile but not a smile. Live to ask the strong man.

Hearing this question, the strong man couldn't answer. He shook his head and said, "I don't know. It was already late when I went. If I hadn't stopped them, they would have burned the corpse. I finally snatched the corpse When I came out, I didn’t have time to ask more questions.”

The strong man spoke vaguely and couldn't give any answer.

This is the sorrow of the old society. It is difficult to get the guarantee of rights for the status of a concubine.

In many big families, the main wife beats the concubine to death. This kind of thing is not new, and it is useless to report it to the official.

Speaking of sadness, the strong man became more and more silent, and he no longer had the nature of conversation.

The whole team became dull. During a mid-afternoon break, Old Man Liu, who was already quite tired, never followed the team again.

Without the old man Liu and his grandson, those who should leave still have to leave, and no one will stay for the other.

Needless to say, the caravan side, there are animals pulling carts, and it is not a problem to walk for a day.

On Wu Ming's side, the brawny man and the shopkeeper were all young people, barely hanging behind the caravan, and struggling until the evening.

In the evening, the caravan surrounded the camp with carts and lit countless bonfires.

Wu Ming and the others belonged to outsiders, and they couldn't enter the camp of the caravan.

When Wu Ming was idle and bored in the afternoon, he wanted to get close to the caravan, but ten steps away, the guards escorting the car grabbed the handle of the knife.

If he had insisted on approaching at that time, the guard in charge of the escort would have drawn a knife, and they would not talk nonsense to you at all.

Looking at the bonfire in the distance, Wu Ming was lying under the tree, eating dry steamed buns.

After all, this was the first day of the journey, and he felt pretty good at this time, and there was nothing unusual about it.

On the other side, the shopkeeper carrying the burden was making a bed with branches, and there was also a small fire beside him, on which a small iron pot was boiling hot water.

Looking at his simple way of resting, and looking at the tired but busy shopkeeper, Wu Ming's heart beat a little.

"There are a lot of mosquitoes at night, you'd better do the same as me, raise your sleeping place a bit higher, and light a fire." The peddler acted like I was someone who had experienced it, and my movements were skilled enough to participate in survival in the wilderness.

"Since ancient times, there have been great masters among the people. Fortunately, you don't know Mr. Pei!" Wu Ming also imitated the other party's example and built a small bed of branches for himself.

After the small bed made of branches was finished, Wu Ming looked aside and found that the strong man was fiddling with his single scooter. It seemed that he was going to be with his sister tonight.

Sleeping with the dead, I have to say that a strong man is very courageous.

Especially when the other party lay down and covered his body with a straw mat, this sense of surprise became even stronger.

Shaking his head, Wu Ming lay on the branch, looking at the starry sky above his head.

Today's starry sky is beautiful, and Wu Ming himself doesn't know how long it was the last time he looked at the stars so seriously.

Counting the stars in the sky, I fell asleep unconsciously.

I don't know how long it took, Wu Ming felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach, and got up in a daze.

At this time, the moonlight was thick, and the earth seemed to be covered with a white coat, and the sight was not greatly affected.

Wu Ming looked around subconsciously, and then his eyes froze.

On the scooter, the strong man was snoring, and the straw mat on his body had disappeared.

And most importantly, the female body that was supposed to be lying on the car was nowhere to be seen.

"Hey, where's that dead guy?"

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