Chapter forty-six is out

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"One more?" I was stunned, "Could it be that my father brought more than one person in?" ”

The fat man shook his head, frowned, pulled a pair of gloves from his trouser pocket, and was about to fiddle with the bones on the ground.

I looked at it and hurried to stop the fat man: "What are you doing?" It's disrespectful for you to disturb the bones of people when they're dead. ”

"Be realistic," said the fat man, "a man is only a man when he is alive, and a thing when he dies." After saying that, he ignored me and buried himself in his own trouble. I called him a few more times next to him, but he ignored me, I had no choice but to say sorry to the bones, and then hold up a flashlight to light the fat man.

Fat people are really bold. He dismantled all the bones in front of him, and then put them back together. I won't describe the fat man's process of assembling the bones, because this is unacceptable in many people's moral outlook.

The process of assembling the bones of the fat man took at least two hours. During this time, the fat man and I didn't say a word, and only the heavy breathing of the two of us was left in the quiet passage. Of course, I also turned my head away during this time and deliberately didn't look at it. It wasn't until I heard the fat man exhale heavily that I twisted my head back.

"It seems that the fat man's guess is right - see for yourself." The fat man wiped the sweat from his face and motioned for me to look at the bones on the ground.

I looked down and was stunned at the first glance I saw. Except for some scattered bones that were not spliced together, several complete bones appeared on the ground.

The reason why we say that the bones are complete is because when we first found these bones, they were more or less missing from their bodies.

"One, two, thirty-nine - nine bones? How so? "I stared at the fat man with wide eyes.

"It's a puzzle." "Take the different parts from the bodies of nine people and put them back together so that you have ten defective bones." ”

"Damn, how did you find out?" I'm starting to admire the fat man a little.

"You'll know if you look closely." The fat man shrugged, pointed to the nine corpses on the ground, and said, "To judge how many complete skeletons there are from a corpse, just count the number of skulls and pelvis." There are only nine skulls and nine pelvis out of ten skeletons here, and there is only one answer. ”

"Only nine people died, and one didn't." I took the fat man's words and said.

The fat man nodded, and glanced at the nine corpses on the ground: "There is nothing of value left here, which means that the only surviving person has been taken out." ”

"It should be the intention of seeing the wealth, and the water is back." I said, then looked at the fat man, waiting for him to confirm my claim.

Unexpectedly, the fat man shook his head again: "No, there is no trace of a fight here." If it's really anti-water, how can there be no fight? And one person killed nine people, how did he do it? ”

"Could it be poisoning?" I asked the fat man.

"Their bones weren't black, and they didn't look like they had been poisoned."

"And how did they die?"

"I don't know." The fat man shook his head very dryly, "It's weird. After saying that, he took off his gloves and put them in his pants pocket again, took out the cigarettes from his pockets, took out the last few cigarettes in the pack and put them on the ground, put his hands together and bowed to the bones in front of him: "No matter how you died, in short, you can't survive now, so go in peace." Fat man, I still have a few cigarettes here, although there are not many, but it is also a heart, and it is good for each brother to taste the taste. If you think it tastes good, do your brother a favor and show us the way out. We'll come back next time and take you out for burial. After saying that, the fat man clapped his hands three times, and turned around to signal me to continue walking.

I looked at the bones on the ground, and I wondered if one of them would be my father. Thinking of this, I knelt down again, kowtowed respectfully to the nine bones three more times, and then stood up and carefully walked through them to catch up with the fat man.

Maybe it was me and the fat man's good life, or maybe the fat man's cigarettes played a role, and the way out was unimpeded and very smooth.

The exit is opened in a ravine deep in the mountains, and the overgrown weeds and vines block the exit tightly, and it is impossible to find it if you don't happen to step on it leisurely, and it is very hidden.

The fat man and I came out at two or three o'clock in the afternoon. The glare of the sun made us involuntarily retreat back into the passage, and it took us nearly a minute to get used to the bright light outside.

"Where is this?" The fat man asked.

I said in my heart that Guangxi is known as a hundred thousand mountains, how do I know where it is now. So I shook my head and said that if I don't find a place to rest first, I'm going to get nervous these days. The fat man raised his head and squinted his eyes to look at the sun above his head, it was estimated that it was too hot, so he said hello, and then found a big tree nearby to cool down below.

The fat man walked to the grass next to him and picked up a handful of grass, and then pulled back a large piece of vine that I didn't know what to call. At first, I didn't understand what the fat man was going to do, but after the fat man tinkered for a while, I realized that he was knitting a straw hat.

The fat man finished weaving his straw hat and stood up again to pluck the leaves on the top of his head. I can't name the tree we were sheltering in, and its leaves were bigger than the palm of my hand. I knew what the fat man was going to do when I saw him picking leaves, so I also stood up and picked three of them, and unfolded them to use as fans.

Now that he came out of the tomb, he didn't have to save so much on food. Anyway, we are in the mountains, and there is always something to eat in this endless mountain range. Even if you can't beat birds and animals, at least you can find some wild fruits to satisfy your hunger.

I took out all the dry food in my bag and gave half of it to the fat man, intending to take a good rest after eating and then find a way out. The fat man was originally against it, but after listening to my idea, he thought about it again and felt that it made sense, so he stopped insisting on it.

When he had eaten his fill, the fat man went and fetched a handful of grass, and then plucked many leaves, and made a simple bed under the tree to prepare for sleep. I'm also sleepy, and what I've been going through in the past few days has left me with a deep sense of exhaustion. Coupled with the current hot weather, coupled with the cool mountain breeze blowing in the mountains and forests, I leaned under the tree and fell asleep unconsciously.

Tired, just too tired. There is no way to describe this tiredness in words, and the only thing that can show the degree of this tiredness may be that there is no consciousness at all.

But just as I fell asleep, my body shook violently. As soon as my nerves tensed, I immediately opened my eyes, and my consciousness woke up in an instant.

It's the fat man shaking me.

Seeing that I woke up, the fat man breathed a sigh of relief. I was about to ask him what was wrong, but I saw him make a gesture not to speak.

What's wrong? I opened my mouth and asked with my lips.

Your uncle. The fat man said with his lips.