Chapter 2
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Now was not the time to act rashly. Feng Yu Heng had never acted carelessly. Now that she had come to this place, other than the memories of the original owner, she did not know anything else. Adding in her small body of a twelve year old, with thin arms and legs, she was not stupid enough to risk her life against two adults.
As soon as she hid, she saw the husband and wife holding torches walk into the burial pit. Feng Yu Heng stared at them for a while and determined their identity. It was Wang Shu Gen and his in-laws, Madam Xu.
After the two of them did not find anything, Madam Xu anxiously said, "That's not right! It was clearly thrown here, where is she? "
Wang Shu Gen stomped his foot, "She wouldn't have run away, right?"
"Impossible! The amount of medicine was enough for her to sleep for two days and two nights, how could she wake up that night! "
Wang Shu Gen angrily said, "Then where do you think she went?"
Madam Xu anxiously said, "What's the point of shouting at me! After she was knocked out, we both gave her the medicine. You were the one who saw it, how could you only blame me! "
Wang Shu Gen had nothing to say, so he sullenly lowered his head and did not give up. Madam Xu also continued to look.
Feng Yu Heng connected the memories of the original owner and finally understood what had happened.
It turned out that the husband and wife had knocked out the original owner and then left her in this burial pit. Then they would take her out in the middle of the night and sell her for money?
Feng Yu Heng subconsciously touched her own cheeks. If that was the case, then the original owner was quite pretty?
Reaching out to pick up some stones, Feng Yu Heng's lips curled into an evil smile. With a flick of her finger, a stone flew towards the back of Madam Xu's head.
Hearing the woman scream, "Ah!", followed by a sentence, "Who? Who hit me? "
Wang Shu Gen stopped and looked back at her, "Where is the person?"
"There is! Someone just hit my head. "
As she said this, another stone flew over. This time it was aimed at Wang Shu Gen's forehead.
"Ah!" The man also cried out, but before he could finish, pain came from all over his body.
The two of them were scared out of their wits. The torches in their hands had long since fallen to the ground, setting the corpses on fire. Soon, the corpses were set ablaze.
"Let's go!" Wang Shugen still had some sense. He grabbed Xu shi, who was sitting on the ground, and climbed out of the pit.
Unfortunately, when he finally managed to climb up, he felt a sudden pain in his leg and rolled down again. Xu shi's fat body rolled around in the pit like a ball. When she touched the flames, it quickly burned her clothes.
Wang Shugen wasn't much better off. His clothes were mostly burned, his legs were bleeding, and a large piece of flesh was burned off the left side of his face.
Feng Yu Heng threw out the last stone and patted the dust off her hands. She no longer paid attention to the two people who were struggling to climb out of the pit.
It was his first day here, so it was better not to kill anyone. It was inauspicious.
Seeing the two people running away, the fire in the mass grave was still burning. Feng Yu Heng put her hands together and bowed, "Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. It's better to burn them than to throw them in the wilderness."
"Humph." Suddenly, there was a light snort not far behind her. Feng Yu Heng was so shocked that her hair stood on end. It wasn't that she was afraid. It was just that she didn't notice the mantis stalking the cicada.
She was a master of both Chinese and Western medicine in the 21st century. Since the age of 12, she had been in the military camp with her grandfather and trained with the army. She had never flinched in the wind and rain. She had long been trained to be several times sharper than ordinary people. At the age of 18, she was on the operating table. At the age of 25, she was already a senior medical officer in the Army. If she didn't die at the age of 28 … her achievements would be even greater.
Not willing to think about the past, Feng Yu Heng turned around and looked in the direction of the sound.
A man, or only a young man, around 20 years old. He was wearing a dark purple brocade robe. His long hair was tied up. His face was sharp like a knife. His eyes were cold and sharp like a hunting eagle. There was a small fingernail-sized purple lotus pattern between his eyebrows. It added a bit of devilish charm to his already handsome face.
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