How did finding a wife for the villain become giving away a husband?

Chapter 228 Miaojiang Young Master X Tourist 19

She didn't want to care about this person, but it would be bad if he delayed everyone's return to the village.

We were just a temporary group here, so how could we possibly have deep feelings for each other? After this trip, we went our separate ways.

Coming here is not without gain. At least after seeing it, I won’t be obsessed with it.

Jiang Hui glanced at Song Wenjing and stretched out a finger to pull He Zeli back a little. He felt that He Zeli was so careless, what if he was really poisoned a second time.

But that would be bad.

After about ten minutes, He Zeli slowly opened his eyes, "What's wrong with me?" He felt a lot more comfortable all over.

When he thought of his previous actions, his face immediately turned paler and he shrank into a ball as if he had done something wrong.

Having experienced death once, he cherishes his life very much.

Song Wenjing said: "You fainted from the poison. I hope this is the last time."

[Host, this part actually happened in the original plot, but the High Priest was also there at the time, and He Zeli's actions caused the High Priest great distress.]

[The relationship between the two deepened considerably.]

Song Wenjing replied: "Maybe he will go there to complain tonight."

He Zeli bit his lower lip and nodded in humiliation.

After this incident, everyone lost interest. Jiang Hui suggested going back and everyone agreed.

For He Zeli's health, Jiang Hui had to help him down the mountain. She had to help him because it felt like the wind would blow him down just by walking.

At night, He Zeli looked at himself in the mirror, tears in his eyes, feeling very aggrieved. He took out some medicine and treated the wound on his face again.

For some reason, he always felt that the condition on his face was getting worse. He had no choice but to increase the dosage of the medicine.

After this trip, he will be rich, and when he has money, he will definitely get his face cured.

When everyone was almost asleep, he got up secretly. I wanted to bring some food to Ji Chen, but I felt my pocket and found that there was no chocolate left.

Then he remembered that he had given all the chocolates to the little boy as a thank you, and he didn't want to give all to the little boy.

Unfortunately, all eyes were on him.

He opened his bag and took out some other snacks.

When he arrived at the house, he found that there was no guard at the door. He showed a hint of surprise and tiptoed in.

A strong smell of blood came from the room, and Ji Chen disappeared. He covered his mouth and looked at the scene in disbelief.

He searched everywhere, but didn't see the person he wanted to see.

He quickly turned around to find someone to save Ji Chen, but suddenly remembered that Ji Chen was imprisoned here and must have been moved away by these people.

He could only think patiently and wait until tomorrow to find out the news.

I hope nothing happens to Ji Chen!

He wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and had no choice but to go back.

……

Before going to bed, Jiang Hui closed the window tightly and took out a piece of cloth to block the window. He didn't believe that he would see that person again tomorrow morning.

Lying in bed with his eyes closed, he didn't know why his heart was always beating wildly. He could only do some mental exercises to comfort himself.

……

Wu Jinan came back from outside in the middle of the night. After taking a shower and going to bed, he deliberately spoke in a low voice so as not to disturb Song Wenjing.

After lying down, Song Wenjing hugged her waist and said, "You're back..."

"Yeah." Wu Jinan turned around to face him, closed his eyes and fell asleep in his arms.

Early in the morning, when the two were eating, someone from the village came running over in a panic and said, "Young master, someone is dead, really dead." His eyes revealed fear and helplessness.

"The mountain god must be angry. Yes, it must be like that. Otherwise, why would he die for no reason?"

Wu Jinan: "Why are you so flustered? Go wait for me outside."

"Okay." The man glanced at Song Wenjing, a hint of hatred in his eyes.

Song Wenjing noticed it and glanced at him. The man quickly looked away, lowered his head, and quietly retreated. Wu Jinan didn't notice.

"Xiao Jing, do you want to go with me? Someone died in the village for no reason, I have to go and take a look." Wu Jinan didn't believe that the mountain god was angry.

It's just man-made, to achieve his goal.

"Let's go together." Song Wenjing wanted to see why that person showed hatred towards him. Could it be that the people in the Miao village thought that they, the outsiders, were responsible?

"Ah."

When Song Wenjing arrived, many villagers had already gathered there, and everyone was talking about it.

"What happened to him? How could he die at home for no reason? He was still talking and laughing with me yesterday."

"Oh my! He was only in his 40s, how could he die in such an unclear manner? He has a daughter at home. What will happen to his daughter if he passes away like this?"

"There are no wounds on his body, and his face doesn't look poisoned. Could it be that the mountain god is really angry? He must have discovered that his messenger was injured."

"That's the punishment he sent down to warn us! Otherwise, why would it turn out like this? The mountain god is angry. I should rescue the high priest now."

"Make up for the mistake!"

When he said this, some people nodded and said, "Yes, this is the person who spoke rudely to the high priest. It must be like this."

"The high priest is a divine messenger, a messenger of the mountain god. How can ordinary people like us disrespect a divine messenger? Now that's it, isn't it? The mountain god is angry."

"If we don't make amends, we will be next. The mountain god is someone our ancestors have always revered. How much has the high priest done for us?"

"We all know that the poor high priest dedicated his entire life to this end."

"That's right! I didn't agree with what the young master did in the first place, but he insisted on having his own way. He said something about our fates being in conflict and wanted to imprison the high priest."

"That would be fine, but they even resorted to torture. Last night I saw the high priest being carried into the mountains covered in blood. It was horrific."

"You say this is all for the good of the high priest, but how can you say it's for the good of others when you torture someone until they're covered in blood?"

……

Suddenly, someone saw Wu Jinan coming and shouted, "Greetings, Young Master."

The others immediately turned pale with fear and bowed to Wu Jinan, saying, "Greetings, Young Master."

Everyone quickly made way.

Wu Jinan looked at the man lying on the bed, no longer alive.

"How can you jump to conclusions so quickly before the matter is fully investigated? Every time something happens, you blame it on the mountain god being angry."

"What? Is the mountain god so omnipotent?" Wu Jinan looked at them and sneered.

How could there be a mountain god in this world? Miao villages have experienced illnesses both serious and minor, and gods don't require human sacrifice.

The only thing that requires human sacrifice is a monster.

As soon as Wu Jinan spoke, the others looked at each other, "Look, I didn't say anything, I dared not say anything." However, one person, upon seeing this, boldly said, "Young Master, what else could it be but the angry mountain god?"

"If we hadn't treated the high priest like that, the mountain god wouldn't have cursed him and killed him."

Wu Jinan took a look at the man and thought carefully. This man seemed to be the assistant of the high priest, who was always there when the high priest opened the altar and performed rituals.

There will always be this person.