Back in Yangshi, Zhuo Fan Er stayed in the hospital for a month, and then continued to be the captain of his serious crime brigade, and continued to talk to us on the phone, so I didn't mention it on the phone, during which I returned to Hohhot with the fat man to go to the Public Security Department to accept the appointment, and officially became the leader of the 17th group, because the tripod pattern on our wrists is the evidence that Tian Qigong and Yin Chuanshan chose us as their successors, although we were 10,000 unwilling, we still became the new leaders of the 17th group

However, to the surprise of our subordinates, the two of us have a habit of not wanting to live in a high-end apartment, but preferring to sleep in a coffin buried deep in the ground in the wilderness, for which the fat man and I are too lazy to explain to them, maintaining a little sense of leadership mystery can increase the sense of awe of our subordinates

Of course, the fat man and I know ourselves, what the so-called object that communicates the yang world and the yin world is, is actually the coffin, that thing is buried deep underground, both in the yang world and close to the underworld, it really lives up to its name, but the fat man and I have never figured out how to get in touch with Shen Han, Lao Huo and Lao Yan'er, grandmother, and we are not sure how they can get out of the sea of suffering, but we have obviously also seen that the Fuwang Cliff has become an oasis, and the sea of bitterness will not change for the better, didn't the god of fate say, the way of heaven has been changed

The tombs where the fat man and I lie are adjacent to the ancient tombs of the late Warring States period in the suburbs of Hohhot, belong to the protected territory, and we can lie here to use power for personal gain, looking at the stars in the sky at night, I and the fat man have only one thought, that is, under the coffin board, when will there be a familiar knock on the door, my love

A very ordinary night, which was also the seventeenth day of our stay in the ancient tomb, first came from under the coffin board of the fat man, and the familiar knock sound, "Tu, Tu, Du", the fat man was overjoyed, looked at me, and closed the coffin lid

I shrank into the coffin sadly, looked at the quiet coffin board beneath me, and a tear slipped quietly......

"Tuk, tuk, tuk," a rapid knock came from under my head, and I was stunned to hear it, and my heart was about to jump out of my surprise, yes, it was a knock

I was about to use Qimen Dunjia to sneak under the coffin, and suddenly the coffin board under my feet also came with a knock of "tu, tu, tu", I held my breath, and when I heard it, it was also a rapid knock, but the rhythm was different from the knock sound from the bottom of my head, it should not be from the hand of one person, I was stunned, and then I broke into a cold sweat: God of fate, your old man and Uncle Li are from the same tun, why are they so out of tune, why did you let the two of them come together, just the temper of the two of them, this time they met together, isn't it still me, my God?"

The knocks on the upper and lower sides of the coffin board became more and more urgent, and I looked up and down sweatily, first lifted the coffin lid to leave a way to escape, and then gritted my teeth and dived under the coffin board......

A terrible scream was unusually clear and terrifying in the wilderness: "Ouch, don't pick your ears, I miss you, it hurts, I also miss you, I don't want you to save your life......"

(End of book)

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