Traveling through the 1940s, the whole village was massacred at the beginning

After entering the space, Jiang Jiyun took out a pill from his pocket with an expressionless face. The pill was pitch black and emitted a faint fishy smell.

She stuffed the pill into Jiang Wenting's mouth without hesitation, and then looked at her indifferently.

Jiang Jiyun's voice was cold, as if it had no warmth at all. "This medicine is a poison I just developed. Without an antidote, your intestines will rupture and you'll die. Now, we can have a good talk."

Jiang Wenting's face turned pale in an instant. She raised her head in horror, her body shaking uncontrollably.

She tried desperately to spit out the pill, but it was too late and it slid down her throat into her stomach.

"What are you talking about? I haven't been back in the past two years, from the time I got married to the incident in the village. What can I do to the villagers? It wasn't me who ordered the Japanese to massacre the village." Jiang Wenting shouted loudly.

Jiang Jiyun remained unmoved. Holding a pistol in her hand, she patted Jiang Wenting's cheek vigorously and continued to ask, "Then tell me why you are in Changde? Why are you being protected by the Japanese officers?"

Jiang Wenting shook her head like a rattle. She cried and said, "I followed my man here to make a living. How could I have any relationship with the Japanese officers? If they really protected me, how could I be treated like this by you now? Um..."

Before she could finish her words, she suddenly felt a sharp pain coming from her abdomen.

It was an indescribable pain, as if countless poisonous insects were gnawing at her stomach.

Her body curled up involuntarily, her hands tightly covering her stomach, cold sweat on her forehead.

Jiang Wenting wanted to struggle and resist, but she had no strength. She didn't know what was going on, but all the strength in her body suddenly disappeared.

Jiang Wenming thought about the fact that her man was not among the group of people who fell down before, and a trace of doubt arose in her heart.

So he asked, "Isn't your husband Shen Yu a teacher in the provincial capital? Why did he bring you so far away? What kind of life do you want to live in such luxury? Where is he now?"

Jiang Jiyun saw her eyes flickering and asked, "Did you kill him?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Wenting's face instantly twisted, her voice filled with anger and resentment. "Don't you think it's too late for you to ask that beast now? In those two years, did any of you even think of helping me? Do you know what kind of life I lived?"

Jiang Wenming frowned tightly, and he was obviously dissatisfied with Jiang Wenting's attitude.

He retorted, "What do you mean? Are you blaming your family? It was you who insisted on marrying that man in the first place!"

"Your uncle and aunts tried to persuade you earnestly for so long, but you insisted on marrying him. Moreover, you secretly returned to the provincial capital with him without saying a word, and you didn't even leave an address."

"Do you really think no one has looked for you? Whenever someone from the village goes out, your parents and brothers and sisters-in-law will ask them to help find out your whereabouts, but what about you?"

"Don't you think about it? Since you left the village, not only have you not written a single letter home, but you haven't even sent a single verbal message back. Where do you want us to find you?"

"Teacher, we've checked all the schools in the provincial capital, and there's no teacher named Shen Yu."

After hearing these words, Jiang Wenting's body trembled violently, and then she began to cry.

"He's a beast, he's a liar!" Jiang Wenting suddenly roared, her voice full of despair and resentment.

Jiang Wenming and Jiang Jiyun looked at each other and saw shock and worry in each other's eyes.

Jiang Jiyun asked cautiously, "Did she get tricked into marriage?"

Jiang Wenting's body trembled even more violently. She spoke intermittently, "He's not from the provincial capital at all. He's just a kidnapper. He sold me. Every day I live a life worse than death. Woo woo woo..."

Jiang Wenming's expression turned very ugly. He looked at Jiang Wenting's haggard face and felt a pang of sadness in his heart.

Jiang Jiyun turned to look at Jiang Wenming, only to see deep heartache in Jiang Wenming's eyes.

Jiang Jiyun calmed down and asked cautiously, "You were sold out by him? Then how did you escape? If you escaped, why didn't you go home?"

Jiang Wenting was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "I sneaked out when he wasn't paying attention. I didn't dare go home because I was afraid their people would find me and kill me to silence me..."

When Jiang Jiyun heard this, the anger in his heart was suddenly ignited.

She took a few steps forward and pulled the cloth off Jiang Wenting's eyes.

The moment the cloth strip was torn apart, Jiang Wenting's eyes full of hatred pierced directly into Jiang Jiyun's eyes.

Jiang Jiyun stared at her without flinching and said coldly, "You don't blame yourself for being blind, nor do you blame the man who lied to you. Instead, you resent those relatives who are sincere to you. You are an ungrateful person!"

Jiang Wenming's eyes were filled with complex emotions, and he stared closely at Jiang Wenting, who was sweating profusely.

There was a hint of disbelief in his voice: "Just because we didn't find you, you betrayed the village?"

Jiang Wenting shook her head desperately, her voice a little hoarse with excitement, and shouted: "What do you mean I led them there? Wasn't there anyone in the village who participated in the war? They were the ones who provoked the Japanese, so what does it have to do with me? I didn't do anything, I didn't do anything..."

Jiang Jiyun stood aside, looking at Jiang Wenting's appearance, his heart filled with pain and anger.

Her voice trembled as she spoke, "Do you know? Grandpa Jianlin and Grandma Meihua were stabbed to death by several Japanese soldiers with bayonets. They died with their eyes open!"

Her words struck Jiang Wenting's heart like a heavy hammer. Her face turned pale and her body began to tremble violently.

Jiang Jiyun continued, "Your eldest brother's whereabouts remain unknown, and his life or death is uncertain. And your sister-in-law, when being humiliated by the Japanese, bravely snatched their guns, but was ultimately shot to death by them."

Her voice became increasingly choked, tears welling up in her eyes. "And there's Sister Ji Li and Brother Ji Feng, they both died in the Sakura Country laboratory. Their bodies remain there, never to return..."

Finally, Jiang Jiyun looked at Jiang Wenting, his eyes filled with despair and sadness: "Now, all your relatives are gone. Are you happy? So many people you knew in the village are gone. Is this the result you wanted?"

"My mother and Aunt Yulan all died on that day. They were always so kind to you. You are simply not worthy of being a human being!"

Jiang Jiyun cried and shouted as she told Jiang Wenting about the tragic situation in the village. She wanted to see if she regretted what she had done.

But she still looked disappointed when she saw Jiang Wenting's expression. She continued, "So you became a spy for the Japanese?"