Train Survival: I can copy randomly

"Fu Lianyi, what forbidden technique did you use to revive this girl, your descendant?"

Song Ying said that she was resurrected, but in fact, she didn't look like a human being in this state. A normal person would not have such wildly growing hair.

"Hahaha, do you think this is my forbidden technique? No, this is Liang Xing's curse. Not only did he curse the entire village, he also gave me a curse that I can't get rid of, which will trap my soul in my descendants after I die."

Fu Lianyi's rough voice was mixed with the girl's clear and tender voice, and Song Ying's scalp tingled when she heard this voice.

"Because you killed him. He had a lot of prime years ahead of him, but unfortunately because of your so-called love, he has been trapped in this well forever. Isn't it right for him to curse you?"

Song Ying felt that she could stimulate the other party so that she could get more information out of him.

"Do you really think it's just like what that old man Fu Qing said? Do you believe everything he says?"

"Oh...then why don't you tell a story too."

The vines had just wrapped up Kuang Zhuanqi, leaving his head outside to breathe. This man couldn't stop talking and just talked back.

"You are such a disgusting ugly thing, how dare you talk to me."

No one knew what Kuang Zhuanqi had done to offend the other person, but he swung his long hair directly and hit the other person in the face.

Song Ying would not stop such behavior as long as he didn't come towards her. The current situation was probably that Fu Lianyi's hair could enter the yard and the vines could leave the yard, but the trees could not get out and people could not come in.

Song Ying also seemed to realize that their own attacks were basically ineffective.

Now any hair that comes close to Song Ying will be burned by fire, and Song Ying is not polite at all.

"In fact, I also want to know what happened in your eyes back then."

Song Ying still spoke, maybe she could really hear a different story.

"Heh, Fu Qing told this ugly thing that I wanted to force Liang Xing. In fact, this guy is a beast in human form. He kept looking at me when he entered the village on the first day. He just thought I was pretty."

Fuzhi's thin body trembled, as if many complicated emotions were disturbing her.

"From that day on, he was everywhere I went. As a result, I asked my father to tell him that as long as he married into our family, we could get married. Otherwise, it would be useless for him to keep watching me."

(⊙o⊙)...

Song Ying was stunned. Is this person Pu Xin? Although he had never seen Fu Lianyi, judging from Fu Zhi's appearance, he was just ordinary. Moreover, fifty years ago, no child in the village had to go to the fields, and they were all tanned.

How can a girl with ordinary looks and dark skin be so confident that a boy from the city likes her?

Not to mention that Liang Xing came here just for tourism at most and would leave afterwards. Even if he liked Fu Lianyi, he could have just asked directly. Why bother following her everywhere?

"Where did you see him?"

Song Ying felt that this question needed to be asked. If it happened in some public places, it might be caused by the different angles.

“I could feel him at the grain drying ground, at the movie screenings at night, when I was collecting herbs in the mountains, and many other times.”

Fu Lianyi spoke in a very nostalgic voice, and the emotions revealed in the eyes of a little girl like Fuzhi made Song Ying feel a little sick, as if she was being stared at by a poisonous snake.

"The way he looked at me was so passionate and full of emotion."

Song Ying suddenly remembered the corpse that was put into the backpack. She had been fighting or listening to stories before she had time to check it.

He took out the bag containing Liang Xing's bones, put it on the ground and opened the bag. The next moment, the bag was directly pulled by hair and vines and pulled to one side.

Song Ying had picked up the bag casually, and it broke into pieces when they pulled it so carelessly, and Liang Xing's bones were scattered all over the ground.

This time Song Ying didn't let them make trouble. She directly forced them back with torches, and also burned a lot of Fu Lianyi's hair.

He took out another bag and picked up the scattered bones on the ground. While collecting them, Song Ying saw a notebook. Normally, such a thing should have been rotten by water, but she didn't expect it to still be there.

The skeleton was cleaned up, and Song Ying found quite a few things besides the notebook, including an old-fashioned watch, a pen, a medal of unknown origin, and a rusty knife.

All the clothes were gone. When Song Ying was cleaning up the skeleton just now, she saw some knife marks on the ribs. She didn't study this, but she had watched a lot of TV dramas. With her clairvoyance, she could clearly see any marks on the bones.

There are dents on the skull, probably caused by falling into the well. The knife marks and rusty knife on the ribs indicate to some extent that Liang Xing had been stabbed before falling into the water.

There are signs of fracture in the leg bone, and if it hasn't healed, it must be a new injury.

Song Ying sighed and looked at Fu Lianyi beside him.

"You broke his legs, didn't you? You were afraid he would run away, right?"

Song Ying was actually only half sure about this matter and couldn't afford to scare people.

"How... did you know that his leg was broken?"

A whistling sound suddenly rang out, and Song Ying immediately turned off his earphones and almost went deaf.

"You were the one who stabbed my chest with the knife, right?"

Song Ying looked at Fu Lianyi with sharp eyes. The little girl's aura was no longer as strong as when she first appeared.

"You...who are you?"

"So you took advantage of the chaos to stab him and pushed him into the well. You said you loved him but you were so cruel. You and Kuang Zhuanqi are the same, ugly thing."

The words were cold, powerful and could be heard far away. Snow had already started to fall as he spoke.

Song Ying looked towards the well under the tree and saw a figure slowly emerging in the snow, looking a little vague.

I opened the notebook that was not damaged by water. It was very dry inside, just like it had never been soaked in water. The paper had turned yellow after many years, but the words on it could still be seen clearly.

The font is clear and elegant, and one can imagine what kind of person Liang Xing was back then.

The notes initially just stated that he was very happy about going out, as well as some of what he saw and heard. He was not alone, as he also had teachers and classmates, but they were separated by the crowd on the road.

Originally, he wanted to wait for the teacher at the station, but someone took a fancy to him. He knew nothing at that time, and when he woke up, he had already arrived at Fujiao Village.

The villagers here thought he was here for tourism, but how could a sleeping person like him get to this place by himself? So someone must have knocked him out and brought him here.

After seeing this, Song Ying roughly understood what was going on. Human traffickers are the most hateful things. However, generally, traffickers want children or girls. It is basically impossible to get a boy as old as Liang Xing.

Then there is only one possibility. Song Ying withdrew his eyes from the notebook and looked at Fu Lianyi beside him. This woman had wanted Liang Xing for a long time, so the human trafficker incident happened.

"You were also responsible for Liang Xing's arrival, right?"

Song Ying asked tentatively. She saw the gleam in Fu Lianyi's eyes for a moment. She was the one who did this. No wonder Liang Xing's curse was so strong.

"what!"

Kuang Zhuanqi screamed at this time.

Song Ying looked at him. The vine ball wrapped around him was getting tighter and tighter, and the figure at the well behind Song Ying was becoming clearer and clearer.