He seemed a little excited when I tasted my beard. I asked him, "What?" Do you want to fight back against them? ”

The beard answered, pointed to his mouth, and then to my head, and emphatically said, "With the state we are in now, we have just suffered so much, and now we should go back to find it, right?" ”

I disagreed, and I said what I thought. We now have the evidence of Song Hao's people, if there are no ghosts here, Song Hao can't chase us like this, so why should we be strong, as long as we can get out of here and return to the city safely, when we hand over the evidence, someone will naturally clean them up.

Beard snorted, pointed to my head and asked, "Do you agree with your plan?" ”

This refers to the villain. But it was easy for the villain to communicate with me, and the beard spoke like this, and he didn't react to it at all.

I knew that the beard was trying to use the villain to press me, but I was the owner of the villain, so I simply moved the villain out and said that it agreed with my plan.

The beard got stuck, and finally reluctantly accepted my point of view.

We didn't stay here any longer, I wanted to walk out of this cemetery with my beard on.

But it was too big, and we had to avoid the pursuers, so we walked for a hundred and eight, and in the end not only did we not go out, but we also came across a grave on the way.

I don't really know if it's a good name, because it's bigger than a normal tomb, and it's made of bricks, which at first glance looks like a yurt.

The beard is a little sensitive again, and he keeps talking to me, saying how is it? Let's meet a ghost hitting the wall.

I wasn't scared by that, but I looked at the mound and had a good idea for a while.

I asked the beard to observe what the characteristics of this mound were.

The beard didn't get interested, but just casually said, "It's round and bulging, like the breasts of old ladies, is this called a feature?" But then he seemed to feel that it was inappropriate for him to say so in front of the grave.

He pouted twice, bowed to the grave again and again, and said, "Don't blame, don't blame! ”

I don't think he can say anything else when he is in this state. I asked the beard to look at the corner on the left side of the grave.

The whole mound looked sturdy, and with such a backdrop, the hole in the corner, especially the dog's hole, was revealed.

Beard didn't know what I was asking him to see, and he said nonsense, "This is obviously made by those who dug up the grave, and this grave must have been visited." ”

I guided the bearded man's train of thought and asked him, "We are not tomb robbers, those tomb robbers are asking for money, but what do you think if we climb into this hole and hide?" ”

Beard's face changed, and he deliberately tugged me, which meant to make me back a little, and then he said, "Are you crazy? Let's squeeze the bed with the dead? ”

I said, so what? And after the two of us go in, we won't cause chaos, it's just a temporary evasion, why not?

Beard shook his head vigorously, but I did some work for him. In the end, the beard compromised again.

I walked with my beard to the "dog hole". Beard knelt on the ground and tried to look inside.

I told the beard not to just look at it, just drill it and try it.

The beard disagreed, and asked me, "Why didn't you come first?" ”

I replied, "You're stronger than me, so it's up to you, not me, whether we can both get into it." ”

Beard knew what I was saying, and finally he took out his old reluctant posture and leaned towards the hole.

I noticed that the waist of the beard was a little thick, and his upper body went in very easily, and when it came to the waist, he was stuck.

There was a strong force on his beard, and he kept using his strength, intending to force his way in, and from time to time he muttered in his mouth, "Who is Lao Tzu?" There's no hole in this world that I can't get into. ”

I said in my heart that he really can, and in this case, he can still contact him randomly.

I simply helped him and pushed hard against his ass.

In this way, it is undoubtedly the strength of both of us that acts on the waist of the beard. With a few clicks, the beard made the hole wider, and there were a lot of crumbs hanging from his waist and buttocks, and then he barely managed to get in.

When I arrived, I was relaxed, and as soon as I curled up, in such a flash, the whole person entered the tomb.

It was dark and rumbling here, and I couldn't see anything, and I leaned against my beard, who fumbled with it, and pulled out my phone.

He has a flashlight function on his mobile phone, and when he turns on the flashlight, he shines a light in front of him. We both couldn't help frowning.

There was originally a large coffin in this tomb, but now the coffin is rotten, and it is scattered and collapsed on the ground, not to mention, there are still a lot of white bones on the ground.

The beard bowed to the white bones again, and even said that he was disturbed.

And I said in my heart why is he so formalistic, since we have come in and seen this scene, why don't we do something practical.

I don't have any scruples about this thing, isn't my heart just a dead man's bones? I leaned over and picked up the bones one by one.

The beard fed, saying that this thing can't be picked up casually, there was a special profession in ancient times, called goldsmithing, only they know the rules of picking up bones and moving graves.

One thing I found was that he was not at all afraid of letting his beard touch a corpse, but once he had risen to the height of a grave or a grave, he was so taboo. I doubt that they are the pickpockets, sometimes they are quite superstitious, believe here and that.

Besides, I also retorted to the beard, which means, where to find the goldsmith now, and what we do according to the rules of the goldsmith, we just need to get all the bones together, and make them look neat, isn't that all right?

Beard didn't answer again, and he didn't help.

I made it my own, and finally I made room for both of us. I asked the beard to sit with me.

The moment he just sat down, he felt uncomfortable, and he always said that there was always a cold air under his buttocks, and his feet and neck were cold from time to time, as if he was being caressed by an invisible cold hand.

I didn't want to talk to him about it, so I leaned in with him so that we could be closer and keep each other warm.

Soon, the heat on his beard came up, and he stopped yelling. And the two of us tossed here from Yicun, and our bodies were already tired.

The beard drooped his head, closed his eyes, and fell asleep in a few moments.

I actually want to sleep for a while, but the problem is that the little ones in my brain keep tossing me and reminding me to be vigilant at all times.

All I had to do was yawn and keep an eye on what was going on inside and outside the grave.

I took advantage of the moment to make another call to Big Mouth. Because if I can safely withdraw from Yicun and Hu Zi, Big Mouth is very important, if he can arrive in time, plus he and his men are riding motorcycles, we just need to hitchhike, and the rest will not care about anything.

But this time Big Mouth turned it off. I listened to the tone on the phone and had a feeling that something was wrong.

I pondered again, assuming that Big Mouth really couldn't support us both in time, and Beard and I couldn't keep waiting. I want to wait until dawn, and I will also use dawn as a deadline, if I haven't talked about it, I and Beard will have to force a breakthrough.

I took advantage of the time to look at the time, and it was three o'clock in the morning, in other words, we were going to spend four or five hours in this grave.

I took out a hard stance, and it wasn't long before there were footsteps outside the grave, and it wasn't just a person.

I hurriedly woke up my beard. Of course, the moment I pulled him, I gently covered his mouth.

After the beard opened his eyes, he tasted it himself. He heard footsteps, too.

Beard didn't ask much, just took a few deep breaths, which would make him sober up as soon as possible.

We used the mound as a cover, and we didn't get out, but just pricked up our ears and continued to keep an eye on every move outside.

The people who came finally went around to the grave. I heard a man scold and say, "******, what kind of stubble have we encountered?" Not to mention the trouble in Yicun in the middle of the night, he also killed several of our masters. ”

Another man answered, complaining, that means, we were going to be turning clouds and rain with a little tonight, but the smiling boss said that we had to run errands, and we came to this kind of place.

After a pause, the man said, "Damn, just blame those two troublemakers, don't let Lao Tzu catch you, or I'll stuff a shotgun into your ass and give you an anal punishment!" ”

When the beard heard this, he couldn't help but give his middle finger. I didn't do anything, after all, even if I did, they wouldn't see it.

The men also seemed to be quite lazy, and they all took out a tired posture and rested against the grave in unison.

These men are not good birds, they smoke cigarettes and talk about meat, and most of all, they exchange ideas.

According to what they said, those women in Yicun behaved differently in bed, some were excited, some were shy and shy, and some liked excitement and so on.

They give each other advice, which means, which girl to meet, what actions or methods to use to be better, and more able to be with this girl to the highest level.

There is a man who can brag the most, his voice is a little hoarse, and his tone is very distinctive. He finally bragged, which meant that there was nothing he couldn't do with the woman kneeling in front of him, and every time he had to do it, he would satisfy these girls in the end.

His companions should have laughed in harmony. And when the beard heard this, he shushed.

This boo is definitely from the heart, and I can feel it, and I can't help it.

But this sound was also heard by the people outside the tomb. They stopped chatting, and it was quiet for a while.

Then he asked the others in a dumb voice, "Did you hear that?" There was a sound just now, and it seemed to come from this tomb. ”

Others are silent and there are those who respond. I thought badly, and then I also looked at my beard.

I couldn't see the expression of the beard, but he pointed to the dog hole in the grave, which means, since we can't hide, let's prepare.

I thought that this was the only way to go, so we crossed our feet and approached the entrance of the cave.

During this period, these men also discussed, they also found the dog hole, and they unanimously chose the dumb voice as the representative, that means, let the dumb voice get into it and see.

The dumb voice was very resistant, and he shouted not to go, but he couldn't resist the persuasion of other accomplices.

In the end, he had no choice but to lean towards the dog hole.

I kept my eyes on the hole, and soon I noticed that the shaft of a shotgun was sticking in. My heart tightened to know that these people were all carrying guns.