Peng Ye didn't see clearly, so he reached out to pull Chengjia's hat, wanting to see clearly.

Cheng Jia quickly hid back and covered himself tightly.

She shook his hand away again and went straight to Xiao Ling who was huddled in the corner of the bed. She grabbed Xiao Ling's hand, who cried and screamed, grabbed the edge of the bed, but was dragged by Cheng Jia to the outside of the bed. All the sheets and quilt covers rolled down.

No one would have thought that she would have such great strength.

Cheng Jia only said one sentence: "Lighter."

Everyone else was there, Xiao Ling had no shame to let everyone know that she saw Cheng Jia in a critical moment and whimpered: "What did you say? I didn't..."

Cheng Jia pinched Xiao Ling's wrist and said almost word by word: "Lighter."

Xiao Ling said: "I didn't..."

Cheng Jia said, "I will say one last time, fire, fire, machine."

Xiao Ling looked at Peng Ye with help, but he didn't stop Cheng Jia anymore. He stared at Xiao Ling with dark and cold eyes. Xiao Ling couldn't hold on and cried, "It was stolen by An An."

As he was speaking, An An rushed into the room, "Are you back? Are you okay?"

Cheng Jia's hat covered her face, and she couldn't see her expression. An An thought nothing happened to her, "It's great..."

Cheng Jia interrupted her and said, "Lighter."

An An took it out of her pocket and handed it to her.

Cheng Jia snatched it over, then threw away Xiao Ling's hand and walked out of the room.

Peng Ye vaguely saw the blood again, and he followed Cheng Jia out with great strides, "Cheng Jia."

Cheng Jia turned a deaf ear and walked into the corridor.

"Cheng Jia!"

Peng Ye stepped forward and grabbed her shoulder and twisted her back.

Cheng Jia buried his head and resisted fiercely. Unexpectedly, Peng Ye took her over and pressed her hard against the wall.

Cheng Jia struggled, not letting him see, but he couldn't resist his strength. He grabbed her collar and tore it. With a squeak, Cheng Jia's clothes were pulled open and his hat was pulled off.

Her hair was messy, her face was bloody and pale, and she was swollen. She was beaten and the corners of her mouth were cracked. What was even more shocking was that the wounds on her neck were covered with blood.

Peng Ye was stunned and pinched her shoulders tightly, "Who did it?"

Cheng Jia said: "Have you seen enough?"

Peng Ye shouted: "Who did I ask you?"

Cheng Jia said, "I tell you to let go."

Peng Ye Wusong.

Cheng Jia's eyes were bloody, "Let's go!"

The chase after Shiliu and Nima were frightened to see her like this and dared not guess what disaster Cheng Jia had experienced in the few hours of disappearing.

Cheng Jia's face was blood-red and pale, and it was swollen high; his eyes were fierce and fierce, like a bloodthirsty wolf.

Peng Ye's hand was relieved, Cheng Jia opened him, turned around and went back to the room and fell to the door.

Peng Ye watched Cheng Jia's back disappear, then turned to Xiao Ling in the room and asked, "What happened?"

Xiao Ling lowered her head and just cried without saying a word.

Peng Ye said: "You sit here without any damage, what do you have to cry?"

His tone was very restrained, but no matter how plain his tone was, it made people read the forbearing anger from the lines.

Xiao Ling sobbed, but didn't say anything.

Shi Tou was angry, "You are talking. Cheng Jia is like this, why is her lighter here with you?"

Xiao Ling won't say it.

Peng Ye said: "If you don't speak, I won't let you take a ride when you leave later."

Xiao Ling looked up in horror. Although she agreed to take a ride when chatting with Shiliu last night, the situation has changed now. The man in front of her is clearly the boss. Not taking a ride means she has to stay alone in this terrifying village to spend the night, or walk out of the vast snowfield.

Xiao Ling's tears came out again, "Please don't do this."

Peng Ye said coldly: "I do what I say."

An An talked about the causes and consequences, and Peng Ye realized that everything was not what he thought.

He listened to An An in silence, thinking that Cheng Jia was sitting on the small stool at the door and said, "Peng Ye said he didn't want me to run around." For some reason, he felt very bitter for a moment.

If you say you are not polite to her, she will threaten to kill you; but if you give her a little sugar, she will give in.

An An said: "She went out to find Xiao Ling."

Under the pressure of everyone's eyes, Xiao Ling finally collapsed.

"I fell down a slope. The snow was too slippery. I couldn't climb up, and I couldn't make any noise. But she found me and wanted to pull me up. But I was heavier than her, so she pulled her down. She said she was lighter than me and taller than me, so she asked me to climb up on her shoulders and then pull her. I climbed up..."

Shi Tou, An An and others changed their faces when they heard this. Peng Ye was very calm and had no expression.

Shiliu gritted his teeth and said, "Then you threw Cheng Jia there?"

"I didn't. I wanted to pull her, but I was too cold. I had been frozen for a long time and I really had no strength. Several men came over and saw me on the slope, and pointed and looked in this direction. They saw that they were not good people!"

An An said stunned: "So you left her there and ran away by yourself?"

"I just want to reduce the overall damage! I can't get into trouble. If I get ruined, Guo Li will dump me!"

An An said: "Why didn't you tell me the truth when you come back? Why didn't you go and save her?"

"Didn't we die if we two women go? So I told you not to go."

An An said, "You didn't say anything after they came back."

Xiao Ling said: "It was too late at that time!"

Shiliu was so angry that he wanted to rush up and beat her up, but was hugged tightly by Nima.

An An said: "When you escaped, you walked away and took the lighter she fell to the ground when she saved you. Are you so sure she will die and will not come back?"

Xiao Ling could not refute. She regretted so much that she shouldn't have taken her lighter, but it would be great if she didn't.

If you don't take it, it will be different.

Peng Ye is always quiet.

Cheng Jia did not run out on purpose or was impulsive, but considered that Xiao Ling would be frozen to death before Peng Ye and the others came back. She did not go to look for her blindly. She brought a compass and set a route, but did not walk out of that hillside. She had goals, restraints, plans, and also protected herself.

Cheng Jia was actually very cautious, but he couldn't resist meeting someone like Xiao Ling.

Peng Ye said nothing and turned around and left the room that suffocated him.

Xiao Ling cried behind him, "I said it all. You promised to take me out of this ghost place."

In the next room.

Cheng Jia was exhausted. She sat on the ground with her back against the corner of the kang, staring at the lighter in her hand. A few letters were clearly engraved at the bottom of the lighter: "jk&cj".

She looked at her eyes blankly, remembering the last quarrel.

"Cheng Jia, she is dead. Your friend is dead!"

"What does it have to do with me? It doesn't matter to her family if she dies!"

Cheng Jialiang pulled the corners of his mouth lightly.

No matter what happens to her, she will not blame others and do not take responsibility. Why does she have to bear the consequences of what happens to others?

The atmosphere in the stove was depressing, and the men sat decadently.

Peng Ye leaned against the wall and smoked.

Damn, he stood up, "I'm going to avenge Sister Cheng Jia."

"Stop." Peng Ye said, "Who can you find?"

Damn it. Xiao Ling's description of those who didn't look like good people was incredible. It was the reason when she saw Nima that night: she looked black and thick, but she didn't look good.

Peng Ye said: "The matter has not been found out yet."

"What's there to be unclear?"

Peng Ye said: "We all know that every household in this village, and there is no such person as my mother-in-law said. Cheng Jia's reaction was not right."

When everyone thought about it, wait, Cheng Jia's reaction was just... he wanted to return the lighter?!

Damn, tears were almost coming out of tears, "Brother, what do you mean is that Sister Cheng Jia was not... Then where did the wound on her neck come from? It's not like a wolf caught. Who hurt her?"

Peng Ye stood up straight and asked Shi Tou: "Has it been cooked?"

Peng Ye carried the bowl upstairs and twisted down Cheng Jia's door, but it was not locked. He pushed open the door and the room was very quiet. Cheng Jia lay on the ground next to the kang.

Peng Ye went over and put down the bowl and looked down at her. She didn't clean herself, her hair was still dirty and there were still blood stains on her neck. She closed her eyes, breathed evenly, and her sleeping face was exhausted, as if she didn't even have the strength to climb onto the kang.

The first time he saw her sleeping, without cold eyes, looked soft and fragile, with a swollen face, like a baby fat child.

He squatted down, lifted her collar and saw that there were all knife wounds and nail marks. He grabbed them very deeply, which showed that the other party was so strong that he was not a woman.
To be continued...