Many people were still half-year-old boys back then. In that closed and backward mountain village, the smell of rape was so fragrant that it was so exciting that just thinking about it. The desire that was eager to vent was in their bodies, and it turned into humiliation and injustice against the rape...

If it weren't for Tang Wenji or the police who came later, the cold kitchen knife might have really castrated Zhao Wei.

If that's true, where did Huo Zhongnan come from today?

Everyone didn't know what this man was going to do, and they were very scared inside, but under the patient "servation" of the servants, they did not dare to move, nor did they dare to enjoy the delicious food on the table anymore. They only took their fearful eyes and looked at Huo Zhongnan's calm face from time to time.

What is he thinking?

Are you thinking about how to deal with them?

Will he kill them?

The emotions in my mind were unable to come to a conclusion, and eventually they turned into displeasure with Tang Wenji.

Everyone is a bad person, and he is the only one who becomes a good person. Oh no, there is another Yu Dazhuang. The person who first asked someone to save Yu Ying that night was Yu Dazhuang, but Yu Dazhuang was deliberately eliminated in this play...

They soon realized a fact - Huo Zhongnan was afraid of hurting Yu Xiuxiu's feelings.

He deliberately eliminated Yu Dazhuang, but he didn't want Yu Xiuxiu to know that her father was the initiator.

After understanding this fact, many people's eyes changed when they looked at Yu Xiuxiu again.

Pleasant,

Ask for help,

fear,

Yu Xiuxiu saw Xiong Yin and Deng Chunkai in the crowd. Deng Chunkai had been disabled for many years and could not speak and lived in a wheelchair. It was when Huo Zhongnan took her to Shencheng when he went to Yujia Village, contacted the hospital to treat her, and took all the medical expenses. Although no one had seen Deng Chunkai speak, her condition was obviously much better than before. Her face had flesh and her face became much rosy.

She stared at the stage without blinking, looking more at it than anyone else.

Many people present did not read books, nor did they know that the clip of "Wangshan" was performed on stage, nor did they know that Deng Chunkai was the ex-wife of Xiong Wenfeng, the author of "Wangshan", and Xiong Yin was their daughter.

Perhaps Yu Xiuxiu's eyes had been staring for a long time, and Xiong Yin suddenly turned around and looked over.

The two looked at each other, Xiong Yin smiled, and turned back to take care of her mother.

…

The police car that whizzed away took away the suspect.

The performance on the stage did not stop, and it was quiet for a while, and the picture suddenly broke out.

The noisy scene was gone, the picture turned into a quiet bamboo forest, and the sound of the wind passed by quietly.

A female voice actor said: "I think he probably can't run away. He is going to go in and squat. Go back to the city? Don't think about returning to the city in this life."

Yu Xiuxiu's heart sank.

The female voice actor's voice is not familiar with it, it is the accent of Yujiacun, but she has never heard of it, and it feels very strange.

She pricked her ears and waited for someone to play him.

However, after waiting for a long time, there was no next sound.

In the quiet space, you can only hear a little light breath, like a man.

The female voice actor said again: "Now that things are done, when will you fulfill what you promised me?"

The only thing that responded to her was the sound of the wind. The wind seemed particularly strong that night, making the bamboo forest rustle.

"ah--"

She suddenly screamed, and the bones thrust, as if she had rolled down. After a while, the picture stopped.

The curtains on the stage were moved without wind, but no one spoke.

After a long time, a chuckle suddenly came, "Hmph!"

The music sounded.

Immediately afterwards, the housekeeper came on stage and said in a smiling tone: "We just performed a clip of "Looking at the Mountain" written by the famous writer Mr. Wen Feng. Because the background in the book is consistent with the hometown of all the distinguished guests, we made a bold attempt, hoping to bring some comfort to everyone's homesickness..."

There was silence in the audience.

No one speaks.

There seemed to be an atmosphere of fear flowing in the air.

The housekeeper laughed again: "Our performance ends today. As for the ending of the story? Is Mr. Zhao in prison? Who is the woman who suddenly appears in the bamboo forest? Is there any hidden story in the story... We will continue to perform tomorrow night. Now, please give warm applause to our team of "Wangshan". They used their full emotions to restore this wonderful story for us."

Tomorrow night?

Someone was gasping for a cold air.

If there was no today's performance, they could say that others are murderers, and they are just bystanders. The biggest responsibility is nothing more than not preventing others from committing crimes.

But……

In today's story, each of them is in the game.

There were only a few unknown applauses at the scene, sparse.

The voice actors didn't seem to care. They bowed to the audience, took the Taiwanese script and left silently, without lifting the curtain from beginning to end, walking to the front of the stage.

But everyone has a terrifying feeling when they see their shadows, as if they see the devil-

The housekeeper said: "As we all know, the book "Wangshan" has no ending, and Mr. Wenfeng had an accident. This is a great loss for countless readers who are looking forward to it. By chance, Mr. Huo obtained the lower manuscript of "Wangshan" written by Mr. Wenfeng, and specially asked someone to arrange it, preparing to take this opportunity to show it to everyone."

Still no sound.

The bizarre and weird quiet adds a sense of fear to the scene.

People seem to have not yet walked out of that poor and backward mountain village...

The housekeeper looked around everyone: "It's getting late today, so we won't arrange any other activities. Everyone goes back and rest early. We will go out to sea tomorrow. Mr. Huo has prepared a three-day luxury yacht tour for everyone..."

The young people jumped, but the elders at home didn't say anything. They seemed to understand and looked at each other.

The elders were frightened and silent.

The butler laughed, "Everyone seems to be not satisfied with Mr. Huo's arrangement?"

Everyone woke up like a dream.

"satisfy."

Someone shouted.

“Very satisfied.”

Someone shouted.

“We are so satisfied.”

Someone started shouting, like asking for credit, with red eyes and applause like thunder.

Everyone has a scale in their heart. After weighing their past, they can quickly forgive all their mistakes. They are definitely not the worst one in the Zhao Ying selection incident. They just do what most people will do, and others do it too much.

So, they became more confident.

Even silently doubted in his heart that Huo Zhongnan must not want his father to have such stigma and wanted to take this opportunity to whitewash his father, so he called them all over, as long as he followed his wishes, he believed that he was deceived, and did not know that his father was framed, helped his father prove his innocence, and saved his dignity and face. This matter must have passed.

As for the women in the bamboo forest...

Most people who witnessed it at that time believed that Zhao Feng chose to rape him was a sure thing. Even if they did something wrong, he was still a rape. The woman in the bamboo forest was just a trick used by Huo Zhongnan to exorcise his father and whitewash his father.

"He is a rich man, and he has nothing to lack. The only thing he can't wash away is the stain of his father."

"The purpose of asking us to come is to help him wash away this stigma, right?"

"Uncle San, when you say this, I think that's the case."

"Do you still have any hope for the elderly in the island villa?"

"It depends on who is sensible, follow him, let him get rid of the stains comfortably and wash them off and get on the shore."

"Ha! Use travel and house to please us."

"It's more appropriate to say that exchanges are more appropriate. We don't have to think too much about the logic of rich people."

"Then go out to sea tomorrow, will you go?"

"Go, why don't you? Where can I get the villa and retirement if I don't go? Do you think the benefits of others are for nothing?"

"I won't be able to act in "Wangshan" tomorrow, I'm sore and sweating on my back. It's said that Lao Zhao was really miserable back then... But it's not our fault, who made him commit rape?"

"Yes, yes, no wonder we are. Although his son is rich now, he can't be distorted in black and white, right? He is nice to us, we can say a few good words from his father against his will and deny rape. It's not impossible, but it depends on his feelings, not on us."

In private, some familiar people planned and found some reasons to convince themselves and felt at ease.

...

Yu Xiuxiu stood on the balcony on the second floor, standing beside Huo Zhongnan, holding his hand tightly.

"Anan?"

"elder brother?"

"The Great Devil?"

"Huo Zhongnan."
To be continued...