C17 Murder

A lazy voice replied from outside the door: "Me, Ma Er!"

For some reason, Xiao Jian did not want to see Ma Er. Perhaps it was because he was working in partnership with this guy for such a shameful reason, but a feeling of fear and panic arose in his heart. For the sake of a woman, he had schemed against Wang Tiezhu. He didn't know if this matter was worth it.

However, when he thought about how Wang Tiezhu always wore his glasses on his head, Xiao Jian felt slightly relieved. This kind of thing deserved to die. To be able to help him drink the Hu Cui Hua was also a beautiful thing.

Xiao Jian snorted and said, "He's here." Opening the door, he let Ma Er in. Ma Er smiled at Xiao Jian, "Brother, what happened?"

Xiao Jian looked at Ma Er's big yellow teeth and felt a wave of disgust and disgust for no reason. He patiently said: "Everything is ready, all that's left is for you to light the fire. "Just state it in advance. I won't be able to help you with anything else."

Ma Er laughed and said: "Of course, of course. "Actually, I just came to bid you farewell. What about in the future, I will be able to leave after waiting for my Jade Flower to grow. I've decided that I will send that old bastard Wang Tiezhu off to see you off tonight."

Ma Er nodded his head: "It's too late, Cui Hua is crying at home. If I keep dawdling, I won't be able to do it. Let's go brother, come to my house, we brothers will have a drink together later. It's over, I'll leave Cui Hua to you, finish drinking, and send brother on his way. "

Hearing Ma Er say this, Xiao Jian felt his heart ache. Xiao Jian said, "Second brother, why do you have to go through all this trouble? Is there really no other way?"

Ma Er firmly shook his head and said, "I've been planning this for a long time. Besides, this illness of mine is also a dying man. There was nothing left for him to linger for, his only goal was to kill Wang Tiezhu. I will rest in peace. "

Xiao Jian felt sorrow in his heart as he thought to himself, Wang Tiezhu deserved this. As the saying goes, 'The sins of heaven can be endured, but the self-inflicted injuries cannot be lived on.' Wang Tiezhu could also be considered paying for what he had done in the past.

The two of them continued to drink until late at night. After sending Hu Cuihua to the west wing, Ma Er drank the last cup of wine with bloodshot eyes. He then picked up the axe he had prepared long ago and said to Xiao Jian: "Brother, from now on, I will leave Cui Hua to you.

Ma Er did not wait for Xiao Jian to speak and rushed out of the house with the axe. He disappeared into the dark riverside village road and followed the wall towards Wang Tiezhu's house.

Xiao Jian watched as Ma Er's back disappeared and felt his heart palpitate. Was a murder case that he had personally participated in about to happen? Was he right to do this?

Xiao Jian shook his head, "Let him be. A man's life is destined to be mine, and I was just someone who helped him when he crossed the bridge. Even without me, I'm afraid Ma Er would have thought of a way to kill Wang Tiezhu." Xiao Jian could only console himself.

In the west wing, Hu Cuihua's sobbing could be heard.

Xiao Jian thought for a while before walking to the west wing.

Thinking about this, as he got closer to the room, Xiao Jian felt his heart beating rapidly. The fire in his heart gradually rose as he knocked on the west wing's door, "It's me, Xiao Jian!"

The door opened, and Hu Cuihua started crying like she was about to cry. She hugged Xiao Jian, crying even louder.

Xiao Jian patted Hu Cuihua's back and said, "Sister-in-law, don't cry anymore. There's me, there's me … …

Furthermore, after having discussed this matter with Hu Cuihua for a long time, Hu Cuihua did not comment. It could be considered acquiescence. In any case, living was a form of torture for Ma Er. What was the point of living? He was not used to being a eunuch right now either.

This matter was decided just like that. There were only a few days left for Ma Er's life, one day earlier and one day later, he would still die.

Although Hu Cuihua had no feelings for Ma Er after a few years of torture, but in the end, it was still a one day husband and wife, a hundred days worth of grace. When Ma Er suddenly wanted to die, Hu Cuihua's heart still felt very uncomfortable.

In Xiao Jian's arms, Hu Cuihua sobbed like a little girl who had just lost her toy. Xiao Jian knew that it was not his time to say anything, so he could only pat Hu Cuihua's back.

As Xiao Jian was patting Hu Cuihua, he could hear the people outside clamoring and shouts of "save the fire" could be heard one after another. All the dogs in the village started barking crazily.