Chapter 3

When Liu Feiyang saw this scene, it was like a bolt of lightning on a clear day, and he was completely stunned on the spot.

Because Sanhuzi only let out a惨叫, then lay on the ground and started convulsing, his heels kicking in the snow, his hand gripping the pliers trying to pull them out, and in the blink of an eye, the ground was stained red.

"Damn, you still say I'm a kid without a mother..."

Erhai didn't think the matter was that serious and still asked nervously, then pulled out the iron pliers, causing more blood to flow. Sanhuzi let out a groan and then went still.

"He's dead!" This was Liu Feiyang's first reaction.

"Are you a damn fool? If you're going to fight, just fight. Why use something like this..." He panted heavily, his brain buzzing.

"I watched *Journey to the West*. Sun Wukong always fights demons like this..." Erhai replied reasonably.

"Spit..." He spat on Sanhuzi's body. "See if you dare to say that about me again. If you do, I'll give you three cuts and six holes to show you who's the real father."

"Thud..." Liu Feiyang plopped down on the snow, staring blankly at the "corpse." He knew that things had come to this point, and it was no use blaming Erhai. He had to think about how to deal with the consequences.

In fact, in the news, it was often seen that teenagers under the age of fifteen stabbed people to death, while adults rarely did. It wasn't that adults were afraid to act, but rather that in the absence of mortal enmity, adults knew their limits, while children didn't care about the consequences and didn't distinguish between vital and non-vital areas.

Liu Feiyang took out the iron box again and pulled out a cigarette.

"Give me one..." Erhai reached out habitually.

This time, Liu Feiyang didn't refuse but really handed one over.

Erhai was taken aback, thinking it was a reward for his actions. He took it and lit it. Having never smoked before, he was choked by the dry tobacco and started crying. After a few more puffs, he calmed down, mimicking how Sanhuzi used to smoke, holding the cigarette at the corner of his mouth, squinting, and walking over to pick up the pheasant, kicking it with his foot.

"Come on, get up. I have something to say to you. You're asking for it. Next time, you better avoid me, got it?"

"Erhai!" Liu Feiyang pinched out the cigarette butt with his hand. The burning sensation made him more alert.

"What... What is it?" Erhai turned his head and responded.

"Go back to the village and shout that Liu Feiyang killed someone. Hurry up..."

"Huh?" Erhai was taken aback.

"Go now!" He suddenly became agitated.

He didn't understand the law, but he knew that killing someone meant paying with one's life, and debts must be repaid. Erhai was still young, and his future was long compared to his own. If he saw Erhai executed, he would feel guilty for the rest of his life. So, he had to take the blame himself.

"I... I... I killed someone?" Erhai finally reacted, his pupils dilating as he looked at Sanhuzi, his legs trembling uncontrollably. In the blink of an eye, his pants were wet.

"Remember, this has nothing to do with you! I killed him. I stabbed Sanhuzi with the pliers!" Liu Feiyang shouted, his eyes bloodshot, his body shaking. He was afraid, and his heart was pounding.

"Yes, yes..."

"It's your uncle, I killed him. Hurry up and go, go back to the village and call for help..." Liu Feiyang lowered his head, the heavy snow melting on his face and streaming down. Sanhuzi's body was already covered in snow, only the edges of his clothes visible.

"Thud..."

Erhai bent his legs and knelt in front of Liu Feiyang, crying, "Brother Yang, I'm scared, I don't want to die, I don't want to die... I haven't even touched a woman, I haven't..."

"Don't be afraid, I'm here. Go quickly," Liu Feiyang gritted his teeth in response.

His eyes were fixed on Sanhuzi, hoping for a miracle, hoping he would move or stand up and punch him.

"Brother Yang, I'm sorry..." Erhai pouted, then ran madly toward the village, falling in the snow every few steps, getting up, and running again...

In no time, he disappeared into the snowstorm.

Liu Feiyang was also covered in a thick layer of snow. His eyes were blank, and he looked numbly at everything around him, thinking about his parents and feeling a sourness in his heart. He took out another cigarette and smoked one after another. In a few minutes, his figure also disappeared into the snow, covered by the heavy snow.

Ahead, a dense crowd of black shadows appeared, a large area.

For a moment, Liu Feiyang thought about running, ignoring everything, but he knew that as a man, he had to stand up and face the consequences. Running away was not a solution.

These people searched the snow for a while before finding Liu Feiyang, who was almost indistinguishable from the surroundings.

The cacophony of voices in his ears was annoying, but he didn't know who they were or have the time to listen.

"Thud..."

Someone kicked him, followed by a flurry of punches and kicks like falling snow.

As they beat him, he felt the pain in his body fade, and his face was covered in blood, his nose stinging.

Someone in the crowd said, "That's enough. Feiyang is not even twenty, and he has no parents. Do you really want to send him to prison? Besides, what kind of person was your brother Sanhuzi in the village? I think he probably started this. Feiyang is a good kid..."

"Bullshit, what's wrong with my brother Sanhuzi?" A woman, hands on her hips, shouted fiercely. "He's my only brother, and my parents' only son. Now he's gone. How will our family continue?"

"Then sending him to prison won't help either!"

"Right, right. If we don't report it to the police, they won't investigate."

The crowd chattered, with most of the villagers speaking up for Liu Feiyang, but they weren't family and couldn't make the final decision.

However, after much persuasion, the woman was convinced.

"I want the house, the land, and his corn..." The woman started to haggle.

Actually, Sanhuzi was her brother, but they didn't speak when they met in the village. Her brother was unreasonable, and she wasn't a good person either, known as a fierce woman in the village.

"Whatever you want, even if he warms your bed, just don't send the kid to prison. He's too young, and his life is already hard enough!" Someone else chimed in, and the crowd burst into laughter.

What was originally a serious matter turned into a tea party.

"Look at you, you sly one. My bed needs a man. Do you want to come?" The woman glared at him, then kicked Liu Feiyang again. "I'm only letting you off because you're young and usually well-behaved. Otherwise, this wouldn't be over! I know where your house and land are. From today, they're mine... Come on, everyone, help carry Sanhuzi back..."

A deal about Liu Feiyang was made without him saying a word.

In fact, Sanhuzi wasn't dead, just unconscious from blood loss. But when he was carried home, his sister hid him. This was known later.

"Thud..." Erhai knelt in front of him again, crying. "Brother, they're gone, the house is gone, the land is gone..."

"Huh..." Liu Feiyang finally came to his senses, looking around in a daze. He saw only a row of dense footprints and the faint figures in the snow.

He slowly recalled everything that had just happened, and his whole body relaxed. He fell back, lying in the snow, gazing at the snowflakes falling from the sky...