At that time, although I didn't have the ability I have today, I worked hard a lot.

In normal times, it would not be difficult to hold up his 100 catties of fat.

But in the moment, no matter how hard I try, I can't get it up.

The boy was as if he had grown up in the ground, not moving at all, and, at the slightest slackening of his strength, he would sink quickly, as if he were in a swamp, as if something was dragging him underneath.

When I saw this, I also frightened him, for fear that there was a deep well or something below him and he would fall down again, so I held his body and pulled his neck to call someone.

The little brothers were not far from us, and they all ran to me when they heard my shout.

Like me, those bastards saw that the three babies were planted on the ground like a radish and also amused these two goods, I was very anxious, so I asked them not to pull the calves to get people up first, but three or five young men came over, and they couldn't drag them up!

Lying on the side, a group of people gathered on the side, all dumbfounded, the key is that the three babies are sweaty and can't say a word, they know that they are trembling on the ground, and it seems that they are either frightened or evil.

They asked me what was going on, I couldn't tell me clearly, at this time, a few uncles who were busy planting spring seeds nearby rushed to hear the sound, the strength of these crop men is not comparable to our melon babies, after asking about the situation, the two people, one after the other, dragged the kid up.

But as soon as the lower half of the body was exposed to the surface, we were dumbfounded, and I don't know when the shoes of the three babies were torn off, leaving a large black spot on the ankle of the bare foot.

The black spot seemed to have been scratched by something, and several bruises-like things were connected together, black in the middle and red on both sides.

I also gestured with my hand at the time, and it was indeed the shape left by a right hand grabbing the ankle, and an elderly man came over to look at it and asked the third baby what was going on.

The third baby didn't speak, his face was blue and sweating, we called him several times but he didn't answer, and finally the old man shot him left and right with a bow and hit him several big ears to wake him up.

When he understood, he shrank together as if he had a convulsion, followed by his hands and feet and tossed with this pass, he cried while making trouble, his mouth was full of cries of help, help, help, and he had never cried so miserably since I beat him with a sugar cane many years ago.

Later, I asked him what was going on that day, and he said that when he inserted it into the soil, it felt like it was empty underneath, and before he could understand what was going on, a move grabbed his foot and neck and refused to let go, and he was scared, so he wanted to scream, but he couldn't say anything.

I never doubted his claims, because there was a monster out there.

At that time, the three children were frightened stupidly, and pointed to the big pit incoherently, and we walked over to take a look, the pit was less than a foot in circumference, and it was barely possible to enter a person.

There is that bold, who does not believe in evil, kicked open the big hole under the third baby with a few feet, poked his head out and saw that it was like a cellar below, and there were a lot of rotten and deteriorated wood about twenty centimeters from the ground, and further down, it should be something similar to a coffin.

It's dry and cold inside, and I can't see it clearly because of the angle.

The adults looked at us from the side, exchanged glances and blew us away, and a few of the little brothers said that it might be a coffin and that they were going to find the village chief.

But as soon as the adults heard this, they immediately ran over and scolded him in fright, and threatened that whoever told the story would be arrested by the police.

The children are small and easy to deceive, although they feel inexplicable, but we still give them that serious lie and dare not squeak.

I was very puzzled, and I was born rebellious, so I hesitated for a moment and did not leave, but secretly went back and hid in a small grove on the top of the hill with two equally curious little brothers and craned my neck to look down.

I was riding on a tree branch, and the terrain was much higher, so I could see the whole thing clearly.

The adults squatted on the edge of the pit and watched the old man sneakily for a long time, and then another one quickly ran away, and I wondered what he was doing, but I didn't think that after a while, this guy came back with a wrist-thick bamboo.

At one end of the bamboo, there was a hook, and the people gathered in a circle, and when they saw that there was no one around, they went down the bamboo from the hole, and after stirring it, they lifted the bamboo pole.

I did it back and forth several times, and finally got something, which was too far away at the time to see what kind of treasure was in it, but judging from the table of those people, it must have been a big bargain.

After that, it was smooth, every time they lifted the rod, they could carry something out, and every time something they would happily scramble, and when they were done, they would stuff it into their trouser pockets, and it didn't take long for the gray trousers to be stuffed with bulging bags.

The same thing was repeated many times, and finally there was a change, and the last time, they had to lift it with great difficulty, and it took a long time to lift the bamboo with the hook up.

But before the hook of the bamboo could show its head, the people scattered and fled, as if they had seen a ghost.

As I rode on the branch, I wondered, and looked down at the other two men speechless.

I was thinking about whether to run down to see what was going on down there, but I saw a woman with a cloak crawling out of the hole with a bamboo pole poking it.

The woman was wearing a very strange red cheongsam, which was the kind that had no waist in the past, her black hair was scattered in all directions, covering most of her body, and her face was rushing forward, and she crawled forward with her five fingers and her shoulders!

That's right, it's just that I spread my five fingers and shook my arms to crawl forward, shaking my head and tail very hard.

I noticed that she was deflated from the waist down, and that her legs were not visible, and because of her hair, her whole body was in a very unbalanced triangle, with a pile of rags dragging behind her, and she was walking entirely on her two paws.

It was so far away that I couldn't see it clearly, but I saw that on the undulating hillside, the thing was moving forward step by step with great difficulty but with great persistence.

Her posture was strange, and her appearance was even more bizarre, because of the angle I could only see a silhouette, except for the messy mop of hair, I could only see two pale arms and a little side face the size of a palm.