Chapter 1: The Deserted Grave at the Head of the Village
"Your house is a door."
The man looked very strange, the left half of his face was covered with dense blisters, and the right half was a blackened scratch.
"You don't want to be a god, I'll tell you, you have to be sure, make sure nothing happens." I waved my hand, not wanting to hear more from this slightly nervous man.
The man smiled, with a hint of lewdness.
"Don't you still believe brother, let me tell you, this time it's on the mountain bag at the head of our village, after the matter is completed, why are you three or seven, I am seven and you are three." The man stretched out his hand and made a gesture to count the money. Then, he said again: "After this vote, you don't have to worry about it in your life." ”
After hearing this, I glared at him a little unhappily: "Three or seven points, must be five or five points!" "I gritted my teeth slightly, digging up people's ancestral graves is such a lack of morality, if those two people hadn't left him behind, how could he have done it.
The man seemed to hesitate, but after thinking for a few seconds, he gritted his teeth and agreed.
Actually, I'm a little weak-hearted, after all, the person in front of me is a well-known ruffian in the village, and I heard that the wound on his face was injured by the mechanism in the grave when he was digging someone's grave.
"There won't be a mechanism in the grave." I can't stand the silence along the way.
He turned his head, a hint of resentment flashing across his strange face.
He stared straight at me, and just when I thought it was a sore spot for him, he lowered his voice: "This is called tomb robbery, don't always say that digging people's graves is unlucky." ”
"They all dug up people's graves, and they said unlucky things." While looking at the watch time, he muttered quietly.
After a long silence, he finally left the village and came to the place he had said.
"You take the flashlight, I'll dig it."
Taking the flashlight in his hand, I saw him tinkering in his backpack and taking out a small folded shovel.
I don't know if it's a delusion or something, but I always feel colder and colder.
By this time, the grave had almost been dug up.
"Click"
"Come over and help." The man looked up at me.
Gritting his teeth, he jumped down and looked at the coffin hidden by the dirt. The dark red coffin had an eerie hue of color, looming in the dirt.
"Wait a minute, I'll pry the coffin open, and you push it hard."
When I heard this, I finally heard it. Sure enough, this man is not a good bird, in total, he is using himself as a shield.
I know very well that falling out now will only be detrimental to myself. After all, with his malnourished body, he couldn't defeat this ruffian.
The corners of his mouth rose and he made a perfunctory smile, but in fact, he had already scolded him thousands of times in his heart.
The smell of earth penetrated straight into the nasal passages, with a hint of fishy smell. The coffin slowly opened as the two of us worked hard again and again, and suddenly, a stronger and stronger fishy smell came to our faces, and there was a disgusting rancid stench.
"Quick, push the lid of the coffin to the side." The voice became quicker.
I almost didn't lift the dozens of pounds of solid wood, as if I saw that I was struggling, he also came over and started to push it up with me, I turned my head to look at him. His eyes brightened strangely, and his breathing became more and more rapid.
As soon as he pushed it halfway open, he let out a low roar and threw the lid of the coffin to the ground.
watched him jump into the coffin emotionally, "Haha, you really didn't lie to me, it's all mine!" "The man's face was full of greed.
My heart is getting more and more uneasy, "Hey, let's take it and let's go." ”
"Let's go, yes, it's time to go." His eyes narrowed slightly, looked at me, and said with some dissatisfaction.
"What the fuck do you mean!"
Dodging his blow, I pointed at him and said.
"You want to kill people"
The man walked towards me step by step, "It's worthy of being a scholar, but it's smarter than uneducated people like us." "In the moonlight and the faint light, the man's face became more and more eerie.
Yu Guang glanced around and watched him pick up the shovel on the ground again, and his heart suddenly cooled. The tools and backpack were all placed next to the coffin, and I didn't react to take them when I just ran, so now I have nothing to defend myself against.
His heart suddenly cooled, and it seemed that he had been planning this matter for a long time.
"Have you ever heard a word?"
I watched him stop and look at me with interest.
"The villain died of too many words!" The stone he had just picked up secretly rushed towards him with great effort. At this moment, I am extremely grateful to my high school PE teacher for forcibly teaching them shot put.
Looking at the man who was stunned by the stone, I dragged my sore legs away, and my consciousness seemed to be sinking to the bottom of the sea, floating and slimy.
dragged a wound, and finally came to the door.
"Open the door! Hurry up and open the door! ”
Panting, he pounded the wooden door dissatisfied, and after a long time, looking at the door that was still closed, he suddenly remembered that at this time, this home had already been empty.
With a sad face, he climbed up through the door.
"Really, what now, call the police?" If he woke up, he would have come back and kill himself. However, if you call the police, there is no reason. Could it be that he told the police officer that he was chased and killed by him because he went to rob the grave with others?
"Ahh Am I a pig, why do I go to rob tombs! What the hell should I do now? "When I collapsed on the couch, I suddenly felt like I was two heads bigger.
"No matter, sleep!" Sleepiness tugged at my thoughts.
Stretching my whole body like a broken bone, looking at the soiled sheets, I finally got ready to grab my clothes and walk towards the bathroom.
Washing the dirt off my body, I wondered what kind of expression would look more in line with my current miserable situation.
Staring at the light overhead, the minutes and seconds passed.
Knock knock!
The sadness that I had so hard to brew was instantly drowned out by the rapid knock on the door.
"Who?"
It's early in the morning, who will look for themselves. Passing a kitchen knife from the kitchen, he walked lightly to the door, looked at the kitchen knife in his hand, and if the momentum was not right, then it would be good to have a defense.
"Ouch, Yang Xiuyuan, what are you doing here, you're scared to death." The man patted his chest.
"Uncle Wang" Looking at the kitchen knife in my hand, I quickly put it away.
"Aren't you going to cook and eat, what's wrong?" I smiled wryly at Uncle Wang.
"Alas, that's right, that gangster in the village died, and last night someone said that they saw you go out of the village with him, and the police asked you to record a confession."
I nodded, and sure enough, it was really a good spirit. However, the force I used shouldn't be that great, and normally, it should just be a fainting.
As it turned out, it wasn't really your problem.
Swallowing my saliva, I only felt that my stomach, which was still a little hungry, lost my appetite in an instant.
"You left yesterday?" The man in the police uniform frowned slightly.
"He said yesterday that he was asking me for help, and when he came here, I found out that he was going to dig someone's grave, and I refused at that time, saying that if he didn't help, he would beat me." I said vaguely.
Seeing that the officer was still looking at me with a suspicious expression, he gritted his teeth and rolled up his sleeve, revealing the arm that had been hit by the shovel yesterday.
"You see, that's what he wounded me with a shovel yesterday."
With a wave of my hand, the originally tight strings instantly relaxed, and I didn't want to stay for a moment in order not to attract attention.