It was already almost dawning, but suddenly it began to rain. Mr. Fu went into a simple house to take shelter from the rain, and there seemed to be three or four people inside.

It looks like they're winning. I think I'm quite curious, Shen Xiaogu must be able to find something when she goes out in person, what is it? Like the boss said it was gold?

This is a rare opportunity, I said hello to Mr. Fu, and walked around from the simple room into the house.

I saw the swing arm of the excavator, and when I looked over, I realized that they had chosen a strange place. I still remember that it was a patio, the middle line of the house on both sides, and the middle of the whole house. Further west, the distance of three or four corridors should be the ancient well.

Now all the houses in this vicinity have been demolished, clearing out three or four hundred square meters of vacant land. After the excavator is completed, it is parked relatively far, and it may be afraid that it will collapse the passage. There is a large square hole in the ground, and it seems that the top has been lifted directly.

There are camouflage of the Shen family and a black-clothed male model of the sister-in-law nearby, and there are some old men who look old, each with a few entourages, and there must be twenty or thirty people. Everyone stared at the entrance of the cave, looking very nervous.

Ask someone, and he gave a surname, saying that he was here to pick up the body. The original people are the families of the guys brought in by the seniors of the Shen family, and maybe some of them are friends with ashes. used to make trouble with the Shen family in the capital, but now they came directly to the Jiangwan scene and forced the Shen family to excavate in public.

It's just, where did Shen Qiming go at such a critical time? I searched in the crowd for a long time, and Junmo was not there. Didn't they come?

I understand that Shen Qiming was taken away by her sister-in-law, not because she was worried about Jasmine, but because she was not worried about his safety.

As for Jun Mo, it is estimated that he is responsible for protecting the young owner.

The rain gradually became heavier, and a few lightning bolts split through the sky. On the banks of this mountain and river, the thunder was surprisingly loud. The family group walked farther away, looking for shelter with buildings. I touched the water on my face, and my body was numb from the raindrops. The camouflage also gradually withdrew, and they went straight in the direction of the river bank, presumably to observe the water situation.

Soon, only the black-clad male model group and me were left in the clearing. When they saw that there was already standing water on the ground, they hurriedly brought sandbags and built a waterproof embankment outside the entrance, and some people found some wood and tarpaulins to build a shed on the entrance to protect them from the rain.

Six or seven of them were busy with their work, and I involuntarily walked over to help hold on to the wooden poles. They were quite polite, and eighty percent regarded me as a family group, thanked me, and asked me to take shelter from the rain.

I'm actually more concerned about what's going on down there than being in the rain. Miss Sheng has been avoiding this passage, but now she has lifted the top from here, and I always feel strange.

The shed was not too big, and we stood in a circle under it, all staring at the sand bank, ready to plug the seepage. Generally speaking, the rain in autumn is thin and lingering, while the rain in the north is usually rapid and short. But today, the dragon lord is powerful, and there is a rapid and lingering rain.

Soon puddles of water rose on the ground, and someone went out to carry sandbags, and we worked together to raise the sand bank again, but we couldn't stop the water rushing in. When I looked up again, the foundations of the houses outside were gone, and there was yellow water everywhere, and the sand bank had been half a meter high.

The incoming water had formed a small stream of water that fell directly into the channel. As you can imagine, the water level inside must be rising as well.

I bumped into a man in black next to me and asked him, "Why hasn't my sister-in-law moved?" ”

The man covered his other ear and shouted directly: "What did you say? I can't hear you. ”

One after another, the bombs seemed to be smashing around us.

"I said." If I didn't yell, I wouldn't have heard it, so I shouted at the top of my voice, "If they don't come up, it's dangerous!" ”

The man in black thought of this as well, but it was clear that discipline was above all else. He spread his hands, looking helpless, but he and his companions still stuck to the spot.

We took turns to go out to fight the sandbags, and when we came back to build the wall, just when the sandbank was two meters wide, a flashlight finally came up from below.

Several men in black stepped over the sand bank and fished out a triangular shelf from the stagnant water. The shelf was assembled, with pulleys on it, and when I went down the rope, I saw a man in black underneath, but covered in mud. The two of them worked together to carry a piece of blue plastic bag that said it was not round or long. They tied it up and waved their flashlights at us.

The man in black politely took me aside, took the rope and began to pull it out. I looked through the cracks in their bodies, and the blue bag was half a corner up, and I chuckled.

That's the body bag!

Seeing that we were moving here, the onlookers of the elderly crowded and almost squeezed us down. One by one, they shouted: "Put it down", "Open it".

The men in black and I held hands with our faces inward to besiege the human wall, not letting them get too close. When I took the bag completely, I felt that my hands were pushing behind my back, and they all grabbed it, and it hit my flesh directly, and it hurt me so much that I almost didn't jump.

They are so excited for a reason.

The bag was half empty, and the contents were incomplete.

The man in black apparently got the order, and as soon as the thing came up, it was placed on the ground.

The onlookers suddenly fell silent, no one shouted anymore, no one moved again. Everyone's eyes were on the zipper of the body bag, and my heart was lifted.

The narrow opening widened and widened, revealing a black face. The puffy skin of this face has been broken, and the facial features are scattered everywhere, only the mouth is open with black holes.

A suppressed cry rang out behind him.

The man in black pauses for a moment, realizes that no one recognizes the deceased, and then zips down. Until it was fully opened, the cry suddenly became louder, and I didn't know who started first.

The man was half-amputated, the tail end of the sternum was flattened, and there was no abdomen.

I suddenly thought of the lower half I had seen, and what I saw at the time was that it was two legs with a little bit of flesh and bone connected.

If, I mean, if these two are from the same person, then I think I know how he died.

It was the Hengdao Stone, and he was crushed alive by the Hengdao Stone.

The lower half was carried into the river by the undercurrent, and the other half was left in the channel.

Mr. Fu found blood stains on the top of the granite crossing stone, and his upper half was found in the half of the passage we entered, and he should have wanted to go in, but he didn't have time.

At this moment, the man in black examined the body, opened the pocket of his jacket, and found a few embroidered words inside.

As soon as the crowd was silent, his movements were also stagnant.

"Snow Rabbit." After saying these words, he raised his head and asked loudly, "Which one is the elder of the E family by the Humar River?" ”

A thin old man across from me trembled in response, and the man in black looked at him, quickly fastened the zipper, lifted half of his body and handed it out. The two people beside him took it and hugged it, and the old man himself stepped forward to open the zipper again, and his hands trembled so much that he didn't open it several times.

Seeing this, one of the two men hugged the corpse, and the other hurried to support him. The old man borrowed his strength to open the zipper a little, covering the rain with one hand, and reaching in with the other hand as if he wanted to touch his face, but before he touched it, the person was already soft. The people around him didn't hold it, he knelt directly on the ground, covering his face with his hands and lying in a ball.