Chapter II: The Pursuit
I was stunned. By the time I could react, there was a police officer who was barely a meter away from me, and he was reaching out and pounced on me. I screamed in my heart! Then turn your face and run. I didn't care about the monkey, so I got into the haystack without my life.
Unexpectedly, just after running a few meters away, his body suddenly moved, he couldn't run, he was kicked in the leg from behind, and his body suddenly fell into the grass. His face was pressed to the ground, and one hand was held by the anti-joint. It hurt so much that I grinned.
At that moment, a man swooped down from behind the tree. Then I heard an oops. I was jerked up from the ground by the man and ran all the way. Ignoring the branches and thorns, he desperately drilled into the depths of the woods.
It turned out to be Lao Fan, who had been hiding behind a tree. I felt that the monkey did not come back for so long, and I turned on the flashlight again and walked over slowly. I knew that something must be broken. Just as I was about to shout at me not to get out of the grass. I realized that I had already run out to greet the monkeys. So he kept silent and waited for the changes. Unexpectedly, the unlucky child of the monkey was really caught by the strip, and he was brought by the public security to guide the way, and he wanted to kill us all. Then I saw that I was chased by a strip, and after being knocked down, I rushed out from behind the tree with an arrow step, and kicked the public security officer in the face with the force of inertia. I kicked the police officer and flew two meters away. Then he took me and ran for my life.
The public security officer behind him except for one who took care of the one who was kicked down by Lao Fan. The other four all chased in our direction. At this time, we didn't dare to stop, just blindly drilled into the depths of the jungle. It was already dark, and I couldn't see the woods clearly. We don't know how far we've run, and we can't hear the chase anymore.
At this time, he had already run out of the woods, and there was a bud valley (corn field) in front of him, so he and Lao Fan drilled into the bud valley for more than ten minutes. Along the way, crickets barked and wild dogs chirped. On the body, the face was pulled out by the bud leaves for a lot of mouths, which was itchy and painful.
When I got out of the bud valley, I found that there was a cemetery in front of me. I know this place, we call it Xita Temple, and the name of the official family is Martyrs' Cemetery. According to the older generation, this was once the capital of Zhidi, that is, the office center of Zhidi, a candidate country thousands of years ago, and its function was similar to that of the current White House. However, the ancient buildings have long since ceased to exist. Since the liberation, it has been changed into a martyr's cemetery, and many martyrs such as the famous heroine Guo Lifan and Jia Ziyu are buried. Later, it was messed up, and unknown ordinary people were also buried in it. Because the cemetery has been around for more than 30 years, and there is no one to manage and clean it. The whole cemetery is littered with grass and living beings, and it is still very tall, and the height of a third-class cripple like us cannot be seen at all when you enter it. And most of the graves have deep holes that snakes, insects, pikas can't see, which makes them even more weird, as if the soul in the tomb is about to come out of the grave.
When I was a child, when I was on vacation, I ran here with my partners to catch Lao Bian (an insect similar to grasshoppers, which can be eaten), and Lao Bian here is still very big. It's much larger than the one in a normal crop, about 10 centimeters. So I'm very familiar with the road inside. But in the past, it was only during the day that I dared to go.
This time there was no way, first stabbed someone in the street, and then injured the police. Although it was five or six kilometers from the Qinghe sluice forest, I ran all the way to here. But they certainly won't rest on their laurels. I had no choice but to hide in this grave and spend the night. I hope I don't encounter any ghosts.
Speaking of ghosts, when I was a child living with my grandparents in my hometown, I heard many things from the older generation that they had personally experienced. So since I was a child, I was afraid of ghosts. And today, I have no choice but to go in and escape.
Suddenly, something came to mind. From here, there is the Qinghe River, which is twenty or thirty meters wide, and there is no other way to go. If such a big thing happens, the public security will definitely not let us go easily. People are in a hurry, and they are wise. I think I had to do this to get rid of these police.
I briefly talked to Lao Fan about the situation and asked him to wait for me here. I'll come when I go.
After setting up the bureau, I hurried to the place where I had just stayed, and found Wu Feifei lying in the grass waving his hand to me again and again. I hurried over. "They are catching up, at most half a kilometer, go quickly," Lao Fan said as he pulled me into the grave.
Although it is summer and autumn, when I see these human-tall grasses, they are like mounds of graves like astrolabes. I still couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. Fortunately, Lao Fan, this guy doesn't believe in ghosts and gods. groped all the way and came to the middle of a pile of mass graves. We lay on the grave and peeked into the distance to see the whereabouts of these policemen.
It is estimated that it was because the police were injured, so many people came this time. From the scattered flashlights, it seems that there are about twenty or thirty people. Lao Fan's heart and I were raised to the throat.