While talking next door, Meng Fang was in his room, strengthening the walls and roof for his wife.

And just when I was about to renovate the west wall, I accidentally heard someone talking on the other side.

Although I didn't hear it very clearly, it seemed...it seemed to be related to me?

Meng Fang couldn't help but become curious, and instinctively put his ear to listen carefully.

Then I heard: You also need someone to join the army. This quota has been given to Mongolia, so your own children don’t have to go?

…

I have been alone all my life, and have been lonely and lonely until I am old. Why can this fool be able to keep his wife and children warm?

If I don't break them up, I'll feel bad.

Let alone being neighbors, seeing them loving each other every day makes me uncomfortable and annoying!

…

After hearing this conspiracy, Meng Fang's body seemed to be frozen, and his whole body was frozen there.

Although he once had doubts about Lao Mo, he still dispelled his doubts based on the idea of ​​​​being a good person.

I don’t want to take it seriously that this old guy is plotting against me!

If you borrow food, I borrow it; if you ask for oil, I give it!

Then you couldn't stop being ungrateful and tried to frame me!

Let my wife and I part ways and embark on an unpredictable road of life and death.

That night, Meng Fang leaned against the gable wall, looked up at the stars in the sky, and stayed awake for half the night.

There are only a few words in my mind, echoing back and forth!

"Who made him timid? If you don't bully him, who will you bully?"

"Who made him weak? Who made him kind?"

"It's difficult for everyone! Why does he have to sleep with his wife and children? Why is he still so young? Why?!"

Meng Fang's heart and mind were filled with these words, stirring back and forth.

His heart almost stopped beating, but the look in his eyes became more and more ferocious.

Suddenly, he slapped himself hard.

"Making you normally cowardly and timid!"

"Make you weak!"

"Make you happy!"

Bang bang bang...

Meng Fang slapped himself more than a dozen times in succession, but there was only calmness and coldness in his eyes.

"Meng Fang, you are guilty! You are guilty of a serious crime!"

"We need to change it!"

…

This morning.

There was nothing wrong with the Mongolian side, and he went on the expedition with the army as usual, and even said goodbye to his wife in tears.

However, at night, this young man from a mountain village, who had always been kind to others, ran for seventy miles and sneaked home while his companions were fast asleep!

Well, I didn't go back to my own home, but went to the next door.

Next door, Lao Mo was feeling overwhelmed because his scheme had succeeded, and he was pouring himself a drink with a plate of pickles.

Suddenly, the door opened, cold air rushed in, and the oil lamp went out instantly.

"Who?" the old man said tremblingly.

Although he didn't know what was going on, he still thought that this sudden change was man-made.

However, making a judgment will not alleviate the subsequent situation.

A strong black figure appeared from behind, grabbed his neck, and pressed a sharp sickle onto his neck.

"Mighty man...Mighty man, please spare your life...I..."

Old Mo desperately begged for mercy: "Strong man, you and I have no injustice or enmity..."

But the black shadow behind him didn't say a word, just like a cold and hard stone, lifeless and lifeless.

But his five fingers continued to exert force and covered Lao Mo's mouth.

Old Mo whimpered and struggled: "Strong man...please let me...please let me die clearly..."

laugh!

A stream of blood spurted out, and Lao Mo's throat had been completely severed by a sharp sickle.

From beginning to end, not a word was said.

Lao Mo stared and his body slowly fell limp.

At the last moment of his life, when he fell to the ground, he finally turned his head and saw the indifferent face clearly with his last glance.

The person who killed him was... his neighbor... Meng Fang?!

That cold face and expressionless eyes were looking straight at him.

Cuo Fei's face is not the same as before, but his whole temperament is completely different from usual!

Lao Mo's last thought was only regret, extremely regretful, but his body slowly twitched.

He is always afraid of others, laughs at others, does bad things, is jealous of others' abilities and happiness, often sabotages others, and always harms others without benefiting himself. However, the people he provokes are ordinary people. Even if the incident comes to light, at most he will be scolded.

I'll give him a beating once, and I'll just move to another house if I can't survive in the local area.

He never thought that after just moving here and just trying his best, someone would kill him because of it!

If he had known this earlier, he would never have framed Mongolia.

Unfortunately, it's too late.

He never knew that honest people who are pushed to the limit are the most terrifying!

Lao Mo lay on the ground, his body stiffening little by little, and he was dying.

Meng Fang was relieved after confirming that he had no breathing and heartbeat, and that his body was gradually losing its temperature.

He murmured: "You are the only one who framed me because you were jealous of my happiness and made me embark on a difficult road to return."

"Then I will kill you because you framed me, and send you to a point of no return."

"Only in this way can we truly be fair and just."

"This is fairness, this is justice!"

This was the first time in Mongolia's life that he had killed someone, but because of his strong resentment, he didn't have much fear from the moment he committed the crime.

Without hesitation, he plundered Lao Mo's money and put it into a small cloth bag. Then he came to the yard, picked up the small cloth bag with a long branch, and placed it gently.

On the eaves of his house, he moved the tiles again and slightly covered the small cloth bag.

This is the place where he used to hide his private room without telling his wife. She has always been reluctant to spend money, but she is weak, so he often secretly hides one or two pennies in case of emergency needs. Even if he has no emergency needs, he will save too much.

I can buy some delicious food for my wife to nourish her body.

Now, it has unexpectedly been put to other uses.

"Although I don't have much money, it would be a pity to throw it away."

"If you give it directly to Madam, someone has just died here. After investigation, Madam will not be able to handle the matter, and I am afraid that flaws will be exposed. Not only will the money be lost, but it will become a source of trouble and harm Madam."

"Hide here, just wait for the tiles to loosen a little, and then we will respond... In a few days, it will be autumn and winter. When the north wind blows, as long as the wind is slightly stronger, it will blow the thatch over there. As long as this tile falls,

If it falls, the money will naturally fall in front of the lady’s eyes.”

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Things have already changed at that time. Even if someone discovers it, they will only think it is my hidden private money, and it has nothing to do with this old bastard."

He stood in the yard and looked at the neighbor next door lovingly.

At this moment, he really wanted to go there, hug his wife, and tell her that I was back.

But no.

There is not much time left for you, you need to go back quickly.

The more important thing is that after the incident, my wife may be exposed. She is so simple and timid and cannot withstand the incident.

Meng Fang tidied his clothes a little.

His action this time was carefully considered, and there was no blood on his clothes.

Because when he killed someone, he was behind the deceased, but the blood was sprayed forward, so his clothes were naturally not stained with blood.

Although this was his first time killing someone, until this moment, he still didn't feel any emotions such as fear or nervousness.
To be continued...