There was no one nearby, who dragged the body to the tree? No matter how powerful the fox was, he couldn't drag the corpse onto it. The second uncle of the pen &www.biquge.info amp; fun & pavilion still has to go up and check it, even if there is anything around, it will not hide in this tree. I took one look at the corpse and saw that it was moving, so I grabbed my second uncle and pointed to the corpse on the tree. When the second uncle saw it, he was really moving, he originally wanted to climb up, but at this time, he couldn't help but retreat, how could the corpse move? Can't you cheat the corpse?

The second uncle thinks it's better to go home, no matter what it is, you can see it at a glance during the day. We had just turned around when we heard another commotion behind us. Hurriedly looked back, only to see that above the corpse, there was a bright thing, and I said to the second uncle, "It's this fox, it's actually standing on the tree." ”

Since it is a fox, it will be easy to do, and the second uncle scolded: "Ge Laozi, dare to break ground in front of grandpa, Lao Tzu will kill you and cook meat to eat." "However, the second uncle did not lose his calm, this fox is on the tree, it always has to land, and it is difficult to run away at once, so we use the method of outflanking.

The second uncle asked me to go to the other end of the tree with his eyes, and before I could go around, I saw the fox suddenly jump down from the tree, and we hurriedly ran over, for fear that he would escape, who knew that the fox was lying on the ground motionless. I recognized it at a glance, and it was the fox I had just met lying on the ground. But the fox is cunning by nature, and I suspect it's playing dead there. Still a little proud in his heart, he picked up a dead wood branch from the ground and came to the fox.

I said in my heart, whether you pretend to be dead or not, today is your death period, cut the grass without roots, the spring breeze blows and grows, to prevent future troubles, treat the enemy as harshly as winter, I picked up the dead wood branches, and was about to hit it with a stick, the second uncle told me not to panic first, saying that the fox seemed to be lifeless.

I leaned down to see that the fox's neck was covered in a large area of blood, more than the previous blood stains on the fox's body. The second uncle lifted the fox's tail, shook his head and said, "This fox is dead, why is the wound on this neck so big?" ”

It's okay, we don't have to do it ourselves. The second uncle checked the corpse and confirmed that it was not grandpa, so he was relieved. However, there is a hole in the grave of the grandfather, which is always a bad thing, the second uncle took a picture of the hole in the grave, and when he saw that there was nothing unusual, he said: "Grandpa's coffin is buried four meters deep, this hole is only one meter deep, it should be fine." ”

I know what the second uncle thinks, he also has an ominous premonition when he sees this hole, and he doesn't want to admit it on the surface. I picked up the flashlight and looked inside, and found that the cave was slanted downward, and from our angle, it was not easy to see the bottom of the hole. The second uncle leaned over and looked at it and said, "Is it really boring?" ”

I said, "Why don't we dig it up and see?" The second uncle said: "This is not good, digging this hole is equivalent to digging your own ancestral grave." ”

I said: "If we don't see the truth, we won't be at ease, whether there is a grandfather's coffin in it, whether he was dragged out, it will be clear at a glance, this kind of thing, it is better to do it at night, if we are found during the day, saying that our two unscrupulous descendants are digging their own ancestral graves, no one can say." ”

The second uncle thought for a while and said, "That's good." He suddenly knelt on the ground, kowtowed to the tombstone three times, and shouted again and again: "Dad, I'm sorry, forgive my children and grandchildren for being unfilial, and my son wants to settle down." When he got up, he said to me solemnly, "Go ahead." ”

We only had a spatula in our hands, but fortunately, the soil at the head of the grave was very soft and could be removed with a spatula. We cleared the earth to the side and dug down more than a meter deep, but we still didn't see the bottom, and the hole was still sloping downward. The second uncle glanced at me and began to sweat on his head, what is going on? Who made a hole in it? Why is this hole so deep?

Continue digging down, until we dig four meters below, an hour has passed, and we see that at the bottom of the hole, we have dug a square hole the size of a coffin, but we have not seen the coffin. The second uncle wiped the sweat from his face and muttered to himself, "What's the matter?" I clearly remember that it was here, the tombstone is still there, why is the coffin gone? ”

Could it really be the ghost of the white fox? It's not right to think about it, the coffin is nailed in with four steel nails, and no matter how powerful the white fox is, it is impossible to pry the steel nails open.

The second uncle and I looked at each other, at a loss, we saw that there was no other hole at the bottom of the square hole, we didn't have the strength to dig anymore, sat in it and rested for a while, the second uncle wiped the sweat on his face, filled the grave with me, and walked towards the tent. The second uncle went to see if the antiques were still there, and when he took out the soil, he was dumbfounded, and the antiques were gone.

The cooked duck flew, and the second uncle was depressed and unwilling, so he wanted to look for it again, and if it was taken, he should not be able to go far.

The ghost sent the gods, and when he arrived in the woods where he was buried, there was a sudden sound of footsteps in the grass, as if someone was walking, so late, which guy was so bored and came to wander around the graveyard? Thinking that the antique might have been stolen by that guy, the second uncle was angry and ran in the direction of the footsteps. Not far from Grandpa's grave was a small dry river, revealing a large riverbed covered with reeds. The footsteps were in the reeds, and the second uncle ran there without thinking about it, and suddenly he stumbled and fell to the ground, and a dog came to gnaw mud.

I said, "Second uncle, why are you making such a mess of this urinal?" The second uncle said, "You know a fart, I'm not here to make our lives better." We can't guard the apricot grove here for the rest of our lives, who will take care of you when the time comes? Who told you to go to a good school to learn advanced cultural knowledge? I'm working so hard, am I easy? ”

I don't believe what he's saying, I haven't seen him save any money. One of the second uncle's legs was deep in the mud, all the way to the base of the thigh, and the other leg couldn't be strengthened, so I put my hand into the quagmire, stretched out to his knee, and pulled it up hard, the second uncle was sweaty, and still didn't pull it out. The second uncle said, "There's something in my ankle, it seems to be stuck in it, you go in a little more." ”

My whole arm was stuck in the mud and touched my second uncle's ankle, his ankle was hot, and my hand moved slightly to the side and touched something cold. The shape of this thing is like a lotus root.