"Like you, he is missing and has not been found yet."

Shirakawa replied that the smell here made him feel a little unacceptable: "Let's talk about it in a different place."

But unexpectedly, as soon as the three of them returned to the entrance of Pengcun Village, they found traces of a person.

At this time, Jiang Zhen'er, wearing a black Gothic evening dress, was standing on the branch of the huge yellow-horned tree, with her naked feet swaying casually. She had a smile on her face and stared at the three of them.

"Who?" Shirakawa narrowed his eyes.

When Hu Xiong saw her appear, his face froze and his voice became much deeper: "This is the evil spirit we are following."

Jiang Zhen'er had a bright smile on her face, then she jumped off the branch, with her hands behind her back, and looked at the three of them from afar. There were countless murderous intents in her eyes.

"Okay."

Behind the yellow horned tree, Li Minghao slowly walked out, his face was haggard: "Lao Bai, Lao Hu, this matter has nothing to do with you. Go back, I will deal with it."

"You deal with it?"

Hu Xiong's heart sank. Li Minghao's condition looked a little wrong. Was he fascinated by this evil thing?

Li Minghao turned around and glanced at the two names carved on the yellow horn tree, Peng Qingshan and Jiang Zhener.

These two words have become gradually blurred as time goes by.

Li Minghao's memory was also brought back to more than fifty years ago with two names.

It was a sunny afternoon.

Peng Qingshan grew up in Peng Village, but when he was thirteen years old, a woman named Jiang came here to join relatives with her daughter.

Peng Qingshan and Jiang Zhener met for the first time, and it was here.

He took his friends from the village to climb the yellow horn tree and saw Jiang Zhen'er as he walked into the village from afar.

Jiang Zhener also looked at Peng Qingshan curiously with that curious look.

There is no old-fashioned love at first sight. In fact, as a foreign surname, Jiang Zhener was neglected by children from the same village headed by Peng Qingshan when she first moved in.

All boys prefer to climb trees and catch fish. As their parents went up the mountain to hunt, no one wanted to play with this girl who had just moved here and was unfamiliar with her.

Although relatives are willing to accept their mother and daughter, they still complain that they have two broom stars, and they can't do farm work and can only eat.

Even though my mother swept the floor and cooked and went to the floor to do everything, this situation still did not improve.

Even though my mother ended up falling on the hospital bed because of fatigue.

She remembered that after her mother died on the sickbed, she showed a relieved smile on her relatives' faces.

Jiang Zhen'er knew that her relatives didn't like her. She was young and couldn't do farm work. The tuition was expensive. Everything that followed would be borne by her relatives.

She could only work hard to take on the housework. After she came back from school, she quickly swept the floor and cooked. She tried not to eat too much when eating.

As she got older, her clothes gradually became smaller and less than enough to wear, but her relatives did not mention buying her a new outfit.

Once, she saw Peng Qingshan about to throw away the old clothes she had worn.

She stepped forward and picked up Peng Qingshan's old clothes, but Peng Qingshan saw this scene.

At that time, she had been to Pengcun for two years and was fourteen years old, and the two of them had spoken for the first time.

She vaguely remembered that Peng Qingshan's first words were: "I still have some clothes I don't want at home. If you like, I'll give them to you."

Everyone in Pengcun knows Jiang Zhen'er's situation. Her father died early and her mother died, so Peng Qingshan naturally knows it too.

Later, perhaps out of pity, Peng Qingshan would often send some unnecessary clothes or leftover steamed buns.

Looking at Jiang Zhen'er, who was holding worn-out clothes, happy, or the remaining steamed buns and food, he looked like he was eating voraciously.

Peng Qingshan couldn't help but feel a little more pity for her: "Eat slowly, if it's not enough, I'll get you more tomorrow."

"Enough, enough."

"See you here tomorrow, and my family will have chicken legs tomorrow."

The place where the two met was always under this yellow horn tree.

They often chat with the moonlight, and they also talk a lot of content.

Jiang Zhen'er often said that although her relatives were a little mean to her, she knew that every household here was not well off and was short of clothing and food. It was already good for her relatives to support her and support her to go to school. When she grew up and worked hard to get into college, she would change the status quo.

Peng Qingshan’s dream is to join the army and work for the Federation in the Federation.

As the two grew up, they became ignorant and ignorant, and then they gradually developed feelings for each other.

Apart from her parents, Jiang Zhen'er has never met someone so good to her. She enjoys being with Peng Qingshan very much.

The people in the village knew about them, but they did not stop them. Peng Qingshan's family had extremely excellent conditions in Peng Village.

Naturally, relatives also hope to marry Jiang Zhen'er early.

Finally, the alliance recruitment was ushered in. After Peng Qingshan signed up, he passed quickly.

Before leaving.

Peng Qingshan used a knife to carve the names of the two people on this yellow horn tree.

"When I finish my military service and save enough money, I will come back to marry you."

"Um!"

Jiang Zhen'er believes in Peng Qingshan, she will wait, wait.

One year, two years have passed.

However, bad news came from the front line. The Suzaku Federation and the Lamela Empire clashed. When the two sides fought, Peng Qingshan died in battle.

Jiang Zhen'er once again became a lonely person.

She didn't want to believe this fact, so she ran to the yellow horn tree and stared at Peng Qingshan's name: "You will definitely come back, you will definitely."

Everyone regarded her as a disaster star, and she killed her parents, and Peng Qingshan was also killed by her.

Peng Piyi's wife died early, she was over 60 years old and saved a lot of money, but because she was too old, it was difficult to get her wife. He was moved to see Jiang Zhen'er gradually growing tall and graceful.

At this time, he proposed to Jiang Zhen'er's relatives.

Just five hundred coins.

The relatives were unwilling to continue raising Jiang Zhen'er. They agreed despite Jiang Zhen'er's desperate opposition.

It was a lively wedding in Pengcun, and the banquet was full of days, but no one expected that when he was in the church, Jiang Zhener suddenly took out the scissors that had been hiding for a long time and stabbed Peng Piyi to death.

According to the rules of Pengcun, Jiang Zhen'er will be rewarded if she kills someone, so she is tied up and buried with Peng Piyi...

Unwillingness, anger, resentment, and she always believed that Peng Qingshan would definitely come back.

She was buried in endless darkness, enduring the stench of the rotten corpse next to her. She kept trying to push open the coffin, but failed.

...

Li Minghao didn't know if he was the reincarnation of Peng Qingshan, but Jiang Zhen'er firmly believed it.

Shirakawa took out a short sword in his hand and slowly stepped forward. Li Minghao's face changed and he blocked Jiang Zhen'er. He said, "Don't do it!"
Chapter completed!