However, for the sake of safety, Su Qiao took out a needle and sealed Chu San's dumb point.
Then he pulled Zhao Jingting away from him.
Half an hour later, Ding Qiulan walked over in a mess, with a hatchet dripping with blood in his hand.
With a plop, he knelt down in front of Su Qiao and kowtowed three times in a row.
"Thank you for your great kindness. I can only repay it in the next life."
Su Qiao frowned. "You want to die?"
"No."
Under the night light, a pretty girl shook her head firmly with eyes in her eyes.
"If I don't die, it's not me who's wrong, it's him, and I won't accept my fate."
Su Qiao was very pleased. "That's right. It's the criminals who deserve to die. Why are you going to die? Get up quickly."
"My benefactor, there is no room for me here. I am going to find a nunnery to become a monk and atone for the sins I have committed. I also ask Bodhisattva to bless my benefactor's safety for the rest of his life."
Ding Qiulan finally bowed to Su Qiao and turned to leave.
"Wait."
Su Qiao stopped her, took out a Roujiamo from his arms and threw it to her. "After eating, go to the lower reaches of the river to find a little Stone Cave to nest for a while, and then go out when it's almost dawn."
Ding Qiulan opened his mouth, wanting to refuse, but knowing Su Qiao's temper, he finally accepted it.
"Thank you, benefactor."
After Ding Qiulan left, Su Qiao threw the hoe he was holding to Zhao Jingting: "Dig, we have to get back before dawn."
"Oh."
Zhao Jingting didn't dare to protest and dug a hole honestly.
Su Qiao began to wonder what would happen if the people in the camp discovered that Chu San was missing.
Ding Qiulan is also missing. I guess these people will blame this on her.
Or, would you guess that Chu San ran away because he was afraid of being punished with a cane?
Forget it, no matter what, as long as they can't find him, it'll be fine.
Looking at the man silently digging holes, Su Qiao thought, let's get some Bone-Dissolving Water out, so there is no need to bother digging holes.
Before dawn, Su Qiao and Zhao Jingting sneaked back to the camp.
Although they stayed up most of the night, neither of them felt sleepy.
As soon as it dawned, Zhao Jingting quickly got up. "Uncle Ya and I will go fetch water, and you can rest for a while."
"Oh."
Su Qiao waved her hand absentmindedly. Her mind was on how the people in the camp would react if Ding Qiulan left and Chu San disappeared.
When the criticism meeting was held in the morning, everyone discovered that Chu San was missing.
Li Bingyi sent people to search everywhere but couldn't find anyone.
In the end, the criticism meeting came to an end.
Everyone speculated that he had escaped.
As for Ding Qiulan, no one doubted her. She was a weak woman who had lost her virginity. According to their thoughts, she should have found a place to commit suicide by this time.
The matter ended quietly.
Probably because too many people died along the way, and it was common for people to be separated from their loved ones. No one felt much about the death of Ding Qiulan and the disappearance of Chu San.
After Su Qiao confirmed that there was no big problem, he took a pole and a wooden bucket and prepared to carry water. He went to the river to look for Zhao Jingting and Uncle Ya. On the way, he was blocked by a wretched man who suddenly ran over.
The man was about thirty years old, thin and dark, and most importantly, he had a lewd smile on his face.
Forget it, he thought he was cool and shook his head, with a "personable" look, and then generously handed half a palm-sized sweet potato to Su Qiao: "Miss Su, this sweet potato is for you."
"When I went out with the commander yesterday, I accidentally found this on the way back. At that time, I wanted to keep it for you to eat."