The back mountain is not very high but is relatively steep. The mountain is covered with lush pine trees, and the weeds are almost half a person tall. A small path of sheep can reach the top of the mountain. The little black dog lowered his head and smelled the smell and walked up the path. Yang Qiuchi followed behind in panting, stopped from time to time to sweat, and then sniffed upwards.

When it was almost at the top of the mountain, the little black dog stopped, looked up at Yang Qiuchi, and lowered his head and sniffed a few more breaths.

Yang Qiuchi knew that there was something wrong with this little black dog. If he was chasing the enemy, he would rush forward after he found the enemy, just like catching Hu San that day, but if he was chasing his own people, he would not say a word and let the owner make a decision. Now it does not leave or screams. It should not be that it has lost its trace, but that Qin Zhihui is nearby.

Yang Qiuchi stopped and took a breath, looked around and found that it was not far from the top of the mountain. The slope was relatively slow, with a few small pine trees growing.

Yang Qiuchi bent down and walked up slowly. After a few steps, he saw a small piece of flat ground, and a woman faintly appeared. Yang Qiuchi lay on the ground, crawled forward a few meters, separated the grass, and then saw clearly that there was a grave on the small flat ground, with green grass and no tombstones. In front of the grave were incense, candles, tribute fruits, a wine glass and a small pot of wine. A woman squatted in front of the grave, burning paper money, and a small black cloth wrapped in next to it.

The distance is only seven or eight meters. From the back Yang Qiuchi, it can be concluded that it was his newlywed concubine Qin Zhihui.

The mountain breeze gently blows, rolling up the ashes of paper money in front of the grave, fluttering, and faintly hearing Qin Zhihui's words crying:

"Sister Ruolan, my sister is not capable of avenging you... She is so kind to me... I can't make up my mind to kill him..."

Kill him? Who should I kill? Is Qin Zhihui going to kill me? Ruolan? Didn’t Qin Zhihui say that Ruolan is still alive? Could it be that she was telling lies and was a slow-striking plan? Then Ruolan is probably the little maid who committed suicide by jumping into a well. Qin Zhihui wants to avenge her, which means that the two have a deep relationship, and even reached the point where they let Qin Zhihui use the method of dying with her to avenge.

It seems that she was going to be ready to kill herself last night. No wonder she woke up from a nightmare last night. She sat on the bed and looked at herself. At that time, she might be fighting for thoughts or not. Fortunately, she put the little black dog in the room. The little black dog discovered her behavior and yelled and woke herself up.

Yang Qiuchi really wanted to know if the puppy didn't bark, would Qin Zhihui kill him?

Since she wants to kill herself, why should she have sex with her? Is it just to numb herself? Yang Qiuchi felt hurt in his heart.

Qin Zhihui was still crying in a low voice and said, "Sister Ruolan, he is completely different from before..., Sister Ruolan, we are a sister,... I am leaving now, leave this place forever..."

The paper money was burned out, Qin Zhihui knelt in front of the grave, kowtowed a few times, stood up with the small package, and walked over with her head down and sobbing along the mountain road.

Yang Qiuchi stood up and yelled softly: "Zhihui!" He took a step forward, trying to pull Qin Zhihui's hand.

Qin Zhihui was shocked, her face turned pale, she took a step back, said nothing, and turned around and walked to the grave with the black bag.

Yang Qiuchi followed and looked at the lonely grave covered with grass. He felt desolate in his heart, "This is Ruolan's grave. Is Ruolan the maid who committed suicide after being pregnant with my child? She...

Before he finished speaking, a cold light flashed. Qin Zhihui turned around and stabbed Yang Qiuchi in the chest!

She was facing away from Yang Qiuchi. Yang Qiuchi didn't see her drawing a knife from the package. She was caught off guard and didn't even have time to scream. The short blade had already pierced his chest.

Blood splatters!

The little black dog was stunned by what happened in front of him. It couldn't believe that the mistress would kill its master. However, in this flash, the short blade had already pierced into Yang Qiuchi's chest. The little black dog reacted and roared and was about to pounce on him.

"Xiao Hei, don't!" Yang Qiuchi roared.

The little black dog stopped, and the short blade was inserted into Yang Qiuchi's chest. Qin Zhihui's hand holding the short blade was trembling. She was stunned by her behavior. She suddenly pulled out the knife and threw it on the ground. She rushed over and covered the wound on Yang Qiuchi's chest with her hands in panic. Blood oozed out from her white fingers.

"Why don't you hide?" Qin Zhihui burst into tears and pressed Yang Qiuchi's wound in panic.

Yang Qiuchi smiled bitterly, "I can hide?" You didn't say a word, but you stabbed me with one knife. But it seemed that you didn't really want to kill me. After the knife pierced two layers of clothes, the tip of the knife stabbed into the chest muscles and did not penetrate into the chest cavity. At most, it was a minor injury. But it was still very painful.

Seeing her like this, I seemed to regret it, so I pretended to scare her.

Yang Qiuchi looked at the grave covered with grass and smiled bitterly: "I must have done a lot of things to do to be sorry to this girl before, so you want to kill me. Since I deserve it, why should I hide from it?"

Qin Zhihui shook her head desperately, pressing the wound on Yang Qiuchi's chest tightly, and could not say anything.

Although the wound was not deep, blood continued to emerge. Qin Zhihui said in a panic: "What should I do? What should I do!" Tears fell down.

Yang Qiuchi's head shook, fell softly in front of Miss Ruolan's grave, and closed his eyes tightly. Qin Zhihui shouted loudly, pressing the wound on Yang Qiuchi's chest in a hurry, and tears fell down: "Husband... you are going to die... I will not live anymore..."

Yang Qiuchi felt hot, he opened his eyes, reached out and touched her hair: "Don't be stupid, don't you want me to die?"

"No~! I don't want it~!" Qin Zhihui shook her head vigorously, and tears flowed down.

Yang Qiuchi thought to herself, it seemed that she really didn't want to kill herself, but in such a special scene in front of Ruolan's grave, perhaps it was a certain vow that forced her to take action. Yang Qiuchi asked in a faint voice: "Zhihui, are you still killing me?"

Qin Zhihui shook her head and cried, "I won't kill you anymore! Husband, I will never kill you again. Even if Sister Ruolan blames me, I will not kill you anymore."

"Help me sit up!" Yang Qiuchi said, "Don't worry, go and help me pick some herbs to stop the bleeding, and it's okay." Although the wound is not deep, it still needs to stop the bleeding. Yang Qiuchi still knows this commonly used herb to stop the bleeding.

Qin Zhihui felt relieved after hearing Yang Qiuchi's words, and nodded with tears in her eyes. She helped Yang Qiuchi up and sat down. She asked, "What herbs? I'll pick them."

"The grass of the ground is also called milk grass." He pointed to the grass growing by the grave, which looked like small lotus leaves in the dry land. "That is, just pull a few handfuls and mash them and apply them to the wound." Yang Qiuchi untied his shirt, revealing the wound on his chest, and blood was still coming out. Yang Qiuchi knew what he learned to do with forensics, but Qin Zhihui was frightened and cried again when she saw so much blood. She hurried to pick herbs while crying.

Qin Zhihui put the picked grass in her mouth and chewed it. She was about to give Yang Qiuchi a blow, but Yang Qiuchi waved her hand and pointed to the white wine tributed in front of the grave: "Disin it with white wine first!"

Qin Zhihui took the small pot of white wine and poured it on Yang Qiuchi's wound and washed the wound. Yang Qiuchi was so painful that Yang Qiuchi grinned and screamed. Qin Zhihui quickly used her mouth to gently blow the wound, which was very cool. Yang Qiuchi said, "Okay, apply herbs."
Chapter completed!