The candle at the head of the bed flickered and flickered, as if to hint at something coming.

We looked out the window, and there was a figure on the blurry old glass window, dark like a character in a shadow puppet show, sticking to it and swaying from side to side. We know that it was Wu Fugui who came.

Uncle Bai's house is a stone house, this kind of building can often be seen in the countryside, most of the surrounding walls will be glued with cement mixed with broken glass, along the wall in a circle, in case others casually climb over the wall to enter. But Uncle Bai used to be a corpse digger, and he rarely had time to go home all day long, and there was nothing valuable at home, so how could he estimate whether to stick to glass or not. So trying to get in through the wall is a breeze for an adult.

The bustard and I knew that the guy outside the window was not scheming, and his eyes were half-closed and half-open, pretending to be asleep, and we were going to give him an urn to catch turtles.

Squeak——!

The window was slowly pushed open by the figure. We deliberately didn't bolt this window.

The figure poked its head in.

The light of the candles burning in the room illuminated his face. I saw that his face was wrapped in a black cloth, covering his face tightly, only revealing the pair of thief eyebrows, and the forehead lines on his forehead made him look like he was thinking about something.

I saw him tilt his head and look left and right, and finally his eyes fell on me and the bustard. Seeing that we were sleeping soundly, I seemed to be relieved, so I moved my head down into the house. At this time, I noticed the bulging pimple on his thigh: It's really Wu Fugui!

Wu Fugui didn't have a light window, and directly stepped into the room, because the ground was made of wooden planks, so as long as he used a little force, it would make a more obvious sound. Wu Fugui could only be more cautious and walk on tiptoe, for fear of making a movement to wake us up who were "sleeping".

My bustard's luggage and I were placed under the head of the bed, two or three stacks. This apparent position immediately attracted Wu Fugui's attention, and as if he had seen some treasure, he immediately hunched over and walked towards the luggage.

When he arrived, he fell to one knee, bent over, and carefully unzipped his head. He was right under my nose, and I could clearly hear him deliberately adjusting the speed of his breathing. It was at this time that I smelled a familiar smell from him, the smell of that medicine.

Wu Fugui untied the first bag, all of them were the magic weapons and tools we used when we robbed the demon mound, Wu Fugui kept flipping, but it didn't seem that any of them were what he wanted, maybe as the old bustard said, he was looking for the silver mask in our hands.

Unpack the second one. It was just clothes, Wu Fugui seemed to be in a hurry at this time, she seemed to be desperately looking for that kind of thing, and slowly, he turned over more and more messily, and pulled out his clothes and pants.

His forehead lines were more pronounced, and he seemed to be very anxious at this point.

"Where?" He muttered to himself.

"Here." At this time, the old bustard had quietly put a hand on Wu Fugui's shoulder, like a thick bear paw on it. This frightened Wu Fugui's face, and he was stunned for a long time before he reacted, and slowly turned his head towards us, his eyes were full of panic.

The old bustard pursed his lips and smiled at him: "Your grandfather and I are here." ”

This smile scared Wu Fugui so much that his soul was almost gone, and the old bustard had already leaned into the candlestick, and the light on it was reflected on his face very unevenly, making his smile look like a mad person like black and white impermanence.

Although Wu Fugui was very frightened when he was caught like this, fortunately, he had also worked as a corpse digger, and he had seen large and small scary scenes, and his courage was not to the extent of being small. He immediately relieved himself, and when he saw that I had also opened his eyes, he knew that this was a trap set up to deceive him, and immediately raised his body and was about to run.

Where could the old bustard let go of this guy, he immediately reached out and grabbed Wu Fugui's arm, and pressed back to catch him. But Wu Fugui's reaction was very chicken thief, he twisted his body and then shook his arm, directly ripped off his clothes, and went straight to the window after getting out.

"Golden cicada shelling? Playing this set with me again? Xu Xuan! Plug the window! ”

I said hello, quickly rolled out of bed, and ran towards the window, wanting to block the window immediately, but although Wu Fugui was the first to reach the window at this time, one leg was already sticking out of the window. Seeing that he was about to jump out of the window and escape, I immediately rushed forward, grabbed one of the windows of the window, closed it hard, and smashed Wu Fugui's leg sandwiched between the gaps in the window.

The wooden window frame on the top was very hard, and the blow was not light, it directly hit Wu Fugui's bones, and he screamed in pain.

The old bustard also arrived at the window, took the opportunity to grab his shoulder blade with one hand, and pulled it back, and Wu Fugui fell back on the floor solidly. The bustard then leaned up, grabbed his collar tightly with one hand, and ripped off the black cloth that was to be placed on his face with the other.

Wu Fugui's face of pain and horror was exposed to the vision of the two of us.

"It's really you old thief!" The bustard lifted his collar up hard, "Say, what are you doing here?" ”

"I, I." Wu Fugui was so frightened that he stammered a little.

"Did you come for that mask?"

Wu Fugui seemed to be a little stunned with fear, he didn't dare to speak, and the pores on his face seemed to tremble.

The bustard then asked, "Didn't that person call you?" ”

At this time, Wu Fugui finally spoke: "What person, I don't know, I don't know who is." His face was very flustered, and he kept waving his hand.

"It's the one who gave you the medicine!"

As soon as the bustard said this, Wu Fugui's face suddenly turned pale, as if he was afraid of being seen through something, he didn't dare to look directly at the bustard with his side face, and his mouth kept denying: "What white medicine and black medicine, don't say it, I don't understand what you're talking about." ”

The old bustard smiled: "Don't say yes, right?" Master, I have a way for you to speak. Xu Xuan, help me hold him down! ”

I didn't know what the bustard was talking about, but I did it anyway. Later, the bustard didn't know where to find a dagger.

Wu Fugui's face turned pale when he saw the knife, and he looked at the old bustard with wide eyes: "You, what are you going to do?" ”

"Don't worry, I won't do yours." The old bustard said, stretched out his hand and lifted Wu Fugui's trouser leg, which was the leg with pimples. Although Wu Fugui didn't know what the bustard was going to do, he knew that it was not good, and he kept wanting to open his eyes, but after all, he was a forty or fifty-year-old person, and his strength was naturally not great, and he was pressed to death by me holding his shoulders. Later, he simply fluttered his feet and wanted to resist again, but the bustard directly cut a knife between the thumbs of his foot, which made him scream again, so that he settled down and did not dare to move.

The pants were lifted to the base of the thigh, and the disgusting pimple was revealed, and the huge skin-cutting mantis that lived in the middle of the flesh hole appeared before our eyes. At this time, we smelled the smell of the medicine, and at the same time, we also smelled a rancid smell.

Take a closer look, the flesh on Wu Fugui's pimple is all rotten, there is no scab, and there are signs of pus on it, it looks like a piece of rotten stinky meat that has been eaten by vultures, very disgusting!

The old bustard shrugged his nose and gently pressed the dagger in his hand to the carapace of the exposed leather mantis: "I see that you are also in pain, why don't I help you." Just shave this cut skin mantis. ”

Wu Fugui's face was as earth-colored, and his face was full of begging expressions: "Please, don't, this worm is holding the nerves and blood vessels on my legs, and as soon as they are forcibly pulled out, the nerves are broken, and my leg will be useless." Don't get this worm out, I'm begging you. ”

"Ho, I think you know, didn't the person who gave you the medicine tell you about it?"

Wu Fugui didn't speak. I don't know why, as long as the old bustard mentions the spy, Wu Fugui is silent or hesitant, as if there is some secret that cannot be told during this period.

"Oh? Don't you say yes, then master, I'll help you get this seven-star ladybug out, and you should accumulate virtue and goodness. With that, the bustard tilted the dagger, and aimed the sharp tip of the knife at the cutting mantis, ready to attack.

"It's the Buddha's Hand Society! It's all from the Buddha's Hand Society! ”

The old bustard's hand stopped, looked at Wu Fugui, who was close to collapse, and said, "Come on." ”

Wu Fugui cried with a sad face: "It's someone from the Buddha's Hand Society, and he wants me to come to you to steal a mask made of silver." Otherwise, I won't be given medicine, and I'll die in less than five days without it. ”

It was really the Bergamot agent who was ordering him to do something. The old bustard's face sank and he asked, "Then what's the matter with the bugs on your legs?" ”

"Four months ago, it was the Yellow River floating coffin." Wu Fugui looked at us worriedly, paused, and continued: "At that time, I was still fishing for corpses in the lower reaches of the Yellow River, and that day I suddenly discovered this strange phenomenon, went into the water to check, and suddenly felt a tingling pain in my leg, and I was unconsciously drilled into my leg by this bug, but at first I didn't care, I thought it might be cramps or something, and I didn't notice it until a few days later." ”

"Then why didn't you talk to the government above?"

Wu Fugui shrank his head: "I don't dare, because, because of the situation of the Yellow River floating coffin at that time, I didn't report it all truthfully to the county government, and I secretly concealed the matter." ”

"What's the matter?"

Wu Fugui raised his head and didn't speak directly, but glanced left and right, as if he didn't want to speak. But after seeing the cold light of the dagger in the old bustard's hand, he had to swallow his saliva and continued, "At that time, I found something hanging on a wooden nail on a coffin board. I thought it was a treasure, so I took it privately. ”

"Something."

"Half a mask." Wu Fugui shuddered, "Half a silver mask with a strange pattern." ”