I looked at the human head for a few seconds, then turned my head sharply and threw up "Wow-wow-" so much that I almost vomited bile.

What's the situation? What the is going on? Although I am a ruffian and have done some illegal and criminal things, I would never dare to do such a perverted and terrifying act of killing people and cutting off my head.

"Hum~" My blood gushed upward, and the hairs on my body stood up. That "boss" is a murderer? Robbers robbed a murderer? It's exciting to think about, but fortunately I gave him a brick, and if I hadn't knocked him out, maybe the two of us would be the same as the unknown person in front of me. Thinking about this makes me feel scared for a while.

I desperately didn't look at the thing in the suitcase, but I turned my head around again in curiosity. It is a male skull, with a square face and broad lips, and an old scar clearly visible from the right brow bone to the left wing of the nose. This man must have been a hard stubble before he died, I thought. The skin of the man's head was already white and blue, and his lips were closed with his eyes closed, "Wow~" I twisted and retched again.

I'm not cowardly, but I'm not stupid either. In the past few years, I have experienced a lot of things in society, and I have seen bloody scenes a few times, but I have never seen the scene of a bloody human head appearing in front of me. Judging by my insight, this is not a trivial matter, and I need to get rid of this thing as soon as possible.

Alarm? Don't be funny, you haven't wiped your ass clean yet. You have to throw it out quickly, it's weird to say, when you don't know what's in the baggage, you can run eight streets with this thing, and when you know it's a dead man's head, don't talk about taking it, you just look at it, and your legs tremble.

I tried several times, but I didn't dare to put this thing back in the baggage. "Lin Feng, you're such a fucking shit!" I called my name and mustered up the courage to step forward again. The dead man's head is within reach, with his eyes closed and his mouth closed, so peaceful, as if he were asleep, if there is a body, of course.

"No, no, no, no!" I scratched my hair frantically, "What's this stall called!" I took another cigarette out of my pocket and lit it. When the smoke was halfway burned, I made up my mind that the head had to be thrown away anyway. But it's not daytime, there are many people during the day, and when people don't know it at night, I quietly dispose of it, and then I quickly check out, I dare not live in this obscure place.

After making up my mind, I went out with a gloomy face, and when I saw that I didn't pay attention to my place, I locked the door and ran out of the yard as if I were running for my life. It's almost three o'clock in the afternoon, and the sun is still so hot, just now I was happy to think I was picking up treasures, but now I can't do anything, it's a bit really back!

I walked aimlessly on the asphalt road, remembering that I didn't know what was going on on my bag, so I called them. The phone prompted that the call I was dialing was turned off, and I felt an indescribable feeling in my heart. Caught? He knows where I live, so don't give me a confession! No way, it should be out of power. Maybe the phone ran away and someone else picked it up. I was just thinking like that, and my mind was buzzing.

"Young man, I see that your Yin Tang is black~"

An old man squatted on the side of the road to solicit business, and the ground was paved with the Five Elements Bagua Taiji diagram. The old man wore a pair of retro round pedantic glasses, the frames with missing legs were tied with tape, and his eyes were empty, and he stopped me unintentionally but intentionally.

"You're black." I thought to myself, if the old man said such a thing before, I could go up and kick his hexagram stall, but today the old man said this to me a little vaguely.

"Old man, tell me how I'm black." I stopped and crouched down in front of his stall.

"Young man, I've met something evil." The old man wore his sparse short beard and looked like he had a breakthrough.

"Master, you do the math for me." I complimented, but I didn't really take his words into account. I've seen a lot of this kind of charlatan, first bluff you with big words, and then say some ambiguous words to trick you into money.

"That's not a good thing." The old man was still slow.

Stuff? Head? Could it be that this old guy is really capable? I was suspicious in my heart, but I didn't bring it out on my face, "What is it, master, what do you mean?" ”

The master duly held out a finger, and I hurriedly pulled out ten dollars. The old man smiled and did not take the money. "Uncle's." My heart was galloping, and I took out a red one from my wallet, and then the old man grinned, and put ten dollars and a hundred dollars in his pocket.

"I look at you with dull eyes, and the hall is dark. Something must have hit me. ”

"You mean the ghost? Forget it. "I shook my head, I'm a serious atheist, what kind of god, ghost, it's okay to deceive children, if you really believe in that kind of thing, it's a society that is a fart." Master, don't be funny. I eat it and I'm in good health. "I said it on purpose.

I don't want this old man to sneer, "Hmph, that thing is very powerful." Let it entangle, and there will be no peace forever. ”

"What do you say?" I think this old guy is bluffing me again.

"Heavenly Secrets Must Not Be Leaked~"

"So tell me how I cracked it?"

"Is this a way to crack it~" The old guy stretched out the tail note, and his hand began to wiggle his beard again, I knew that this meant that the money given was not enough.

"I'll you......" I really wanted to kick his hexagram stall away at this moment.

"Brother Feng, what are you doing here?" As soon as I turned around, it turned out to be Okawa, a little gangster in charge of this area, because I myself rented here, and naturally I was inevitably taken care of by him, and I was a reliable and worthy brother.

"Yo, Okawa. What kind of people are you on the ground, this old boy cheats me money. "When I look back, the people are gone.

"I'll go, what about people?" The stalls are set up here, but the people are gone, which scares me.

"The old boy with glasses?" Okawa stepped forward.

"Ahh I say.

"I ran away early, and he ran away as soon as you turned around, probably because he was afraid that I would receive protection money." Okawa said.

"This old boy, I have more than 100 yuan in the white pit."

"It's okay, I'll see him one day and ask for you back." Okawa smiled.

Just about to leave, I suddenly saw a business card on the gossip map, and when I picked it up, it was written-No. 35 Qingnian Road, Taiji Fish Studio. I'll just laugh, now the stalls and fortune tellers have opened studios? This business card must have been missed by this person in a hurry, and I thought about it and put it in my pocket, thinking that I had to go to the door to settle accounts with this old boy when I had time.

After looking around, I saw that the man had indeed run away, and Okawa and I were bored and walked away. I really had nothing to do, so I found a small restaurant and sat down in the corner of the wall, and asked for two bottles of wine and four dishes.

Okawa asked me what I was going to do, and I was secretive at first, after all, the more people who knew about it, the more unsafe it was, and when I told him, he was burdened.

It's okay not to drink, but it's even more sad when you get into the wine, three glasses of five glasses of white wine go down your stomach, and you vomit out the bitter water in your stomach. "Okawa, what do you think I'm doing?"

Da Chuan took chopsticks and sandwiched a peanut, "What's wrong, Brother Feng." ”

"Do you know the bag?"

"The kid who has a hand in picking things up?" We call stealing a pick-up.

"It's him, and you know that there is a lot of oil and water in the whole area. It's a pity that your brother and I can't bear it, and I can't get a few drops of oil and water every day, so I will ask the boss for a leather bag. I think this kid has a unique skill, much stronger than me playing a white wolf every day, but I didn't want to start the first day we robbed a boss. Hey, what the boss, it's actually a~" I looked left and right, lowered my voice and said, "Murderer." ”

"Really, how do you know?" Okawa put down his chopsticks, picked up the wine glass on the table and touched it with me.

"Didn't I tell you I was being chased?" I toasted half a glass, "I ran away from the bag, and the suitcase I was carrying was the handbag he was carrying." When I get home, I open it, guess what's inside? ”

"What is it?"

"A bloody human head."

I didn't speak, but I had my own thoughts, so I smoked on my own.

It was getting dark, and the hour hand on the wall of the small restaurant pointed to eight. "Brother, let's go with my brother, my brother owes you a personal favor. You know this thing...... "I didn't say the rest. Although the wine is strong and courageous, but in the middle of the night, it is always better for two people to be together than one person.

Okawa looked at me, "Brother Feng, are you sure you didn't kill the person?" ”

He was indeed a little suspicious of me, "Don't worry, you don't know me yet, I have the guts." ”

Okawa asked knowingly, knowing that I didn't have the courage to do so, but he just wanted me to say it myself. After listening, he nodded, and swallowed the remaining half of the white wine in the cup, "Let's go, Brother Feng." ”

We slipped into the village in the dark, and on the way back we bumped into each other's guts, and at Okawa's suggestion, I decided to change the word "throwing people's heads" to "burying people's heads". The first is to show respect for the deceased and to be buried in the ground, and the second is that the decay of the head will not attract the pursuit of others and will never cause future troubles.

We bought a military shovel and a flashlight at the hardware store on the road, and we planned to bury it far away. By the time I entered the building where I lived, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening, and the outside world was full of flowers, but it was like a dead silence less than five kilometers away. Most of the people in the tube building have already gone out, either for life or for physiology, and a few of them are quiet and deadly with the lights on.

I beckoned Okawa to go up to the second floor, and when I got to the door of my rental room, I lowered my voice and said to him, "Be mentally prepared, don't call out." Okawa nodded.

Picking out the key, picking the lock, pushing the door, a rotten and fishy smell still came to my face. I took a deep breath and turned on the light, Okawa's pupils dilated, and I was about to shout that I hurriedly covered it with my hands, "Don't make a sound~" Okawa nodded again, and as soon as I let go of my hand, the kid began to vomit "Wow, wow-".

Two people are better than one, and I would not dare to enter this house again, even though I had slept in this bed last night. I relied on my courage to wrap up the burden of people's heads indiscriminately, and I waited until one o'clock in the middle of the night before going out.

It was late at night, and there were only three or two people left on the street. After a day of exposure to the sun, Poyou Road is now venting its anger and spitting poisonous gas into the world, and our destination is the outskirts of the West City. A wild suburb 80 miles away from the city, the wilderness that spreads out of the depression, in fact, has been included in the key development planning plan by the city leaders as early as a few years ago, and the slogan shouts half a day to mobilize for half a day.

At about three o'clock in the morning and almost four o'clock in the morning, we reached this on foot. "That's it." I looked at the moonlight, and it was so good that I had the illusion that our trip was not a strange and horrible thing to bury the head of a dead man, but that the two brothers had drunk too much and ran away at night.

We went into a small forest and stopped under a big locust tree, and Okawa began to dig a hole as hard as he could, and I sat and smoked violently, and I didn't want to go up and help, I was tired.

The pit was dug more than a meter deep, and then I respectfully carried the burden into the pit, and when I had refilled the soil, Okawa lit three cigarettes and inserted them in front of the mound. Then he began to say to the mound in a Shinto manner, "Return to the temple when you die, and return to the mountain when you starve." Don't owe ghost debts, don't get married, have grudges, revenge, each has life and death, it has nothing to do with me, it has nothing to do with me. ”

I looked at him like a fool, and if it weren't for the eerie atmosphere of this environment, I think I would have laughed out loud by now. Okawa finished babbling, then turned his face to me and said, "You can say a few words too, after all, this matter is caused by you." ”

What am I saying, I can't fix Okawa's set, "Uh, what's that." I coughed twice and then said to the mound, "Big brother, no, big brother." Who do you turn to, it's really none of my business. If you are short of money or something, you will give a dream when the time comes, and you will come out in a hurry today, and you will make up for it when the time comes. Uh, okay, let's do it first, I still have something to do, busy! Went first. ”

"Finished?" Okawa looked at me.

"It's over." I say.

The two of us began to walk back in a wooden manner, and no one had any desire to talk, and most importantly, no one knew what to say.

The sky started to brighten, which made me feel a lot better. When I finished smoking, I took a lighter and asked Okawa, is there any smoke? He shook his head, indicating that he had finished smoking. Then we didn't say anything and kept going.

Then it began to dawn and we returned to the city, exhausted by a night's hard work. We sat down in front of a wonton stand, intending to take a taxi back to Okawa for a bite to eat.

When the shopkeeper gave me two busy living wontons, Da Chuan finally spoke, "Brother Feng, in fact, I have never dared to say something. ”

"Say, it's dawn."

Then he leaned his head out and said to me, "I always think that the head is exactly the same as the one who told fortunes during the day!" ”