Destiny Phoenix

Chapter 412 The Reckless Woman

"It's not suitable to stay here for a long time, let's go." Mo Zhanhua said.The infantile disease in front of him has already entered the body, and I am afraid that he will not live for a few days, and they have no medicine that can cure him, so they can only let him fend for himself.

Feng Qingyao also understood this truth, although she was cruel, there was nothing she could do.

He took out a few broken pieces of silver and put them on the ground in front of him, "If you are lucky enough to survive, take these pieces of silver and go live elsewhere."

Putting down the silver, she followed Mo Zhanhua and walked forward.

Passing by the well, she stopped short.

"Mo Zhanhua, wait a minute." She looked at the corpses scattered around the well, and a trace of doubt flashed in her eyes.

Mo Zhanhua turned around.

"Look," she said, pointing to the dead bodies, "they all died by the well, and there were water utensils around them, that is to say, they all died in the process of fetching water home."

"Do you suspect that there is something wrong with the water?" Mo Zhanhua was alerted immediately, and looked into the well.

The well is very deep, and the mouth of the well is very narrow. You can only vaguely see the flickering waves at the bottom of the well, but you can't see the quality of the water clearly.

"It is very likely that they drank by this well after they pumped out the water." She said, walking to a corpse, and there was a bucket not far from the corpse.The piece of wood under the bucket was cracked, and it was unknown whether it was broken when it fell to the ground, or it was smashed.

Covering his mouth and nose with his bare hands, he squatted down.

"Wait a minute!" Mo Zhanhua said anxiously, walking over and pulling her up.Even if the other party didn't die of illness, it would be dangerous to touch the corpse so hastily.He took two steps forward, drew his knife "shua", and tore open the dead man's clothes.

The mice hiding under the dead clothes were frightened and ran away screaming.

"Remember not to touch it with your hands next time." The man's low tone contained a bit of blame.

Reckless woman!
Feng Qingyao didn't explain anything, and stared straight at the large black spots on the chest of the deceased. "Why do people who have the plague have so many black spots on their bodies?" She muttered in a low voice.

Mo Zhanhua didn't answer, but walked towards the child instead.

Kneeling down, keeping eye-level balance with him, "How old are you?"

Seeing someone questioning, the child sniffled and stopped crying, and looked over at him.There was a bit of cowardice when meeting strangers in the eyes moistened with water vapor.After a while, he replied in a sticky voice, "Six years old."

"What is your name?"

"Qian'er."

"Who else is at home?"

The child shook his head, "It's just me and mother."

"Your mother came here to fetch water for cooking?" There was also a wooden bucket beside the woman, which should be used for fetching water.Probably because the woman was short, the bucket did not overturn when she fell, and there was still half a bucket of water in the bucket at this time.

The water is very clear and there is no abnormality.

The reason why he asked the child this was not to determine whether the woman fetched water to cook at home, but to let the child relax.

After a word of gossip, he went on to ask: "Did your mother drink the water from this well before she died?"

The child didn't continue to speak, but thought about it carefully, and then said: "I didn't drink, when Qian'er came over, my mother was lying here. At that time, my mother was not dead, and my mother was still talking to Qian'er." While talking, the child burst into tears again, shaking the woman's body while crying, and said intermittently: "Mother, wake up, don't leave Qian'er alone, mother—"

(End of this chapter)