The excavator calmly dug up.

The young man in the excavator, the fart master, is completely like a puppet, obeying the dispatch of the uncle and father's fart boss.

The pit dug by the excavator is like a grave pit, which is not within the confines of the pool, but is two feet away from the edge of the pool.

In that place, layers of earth and stone will be piled up, and there will be no turning by any process.

That place is not a place where the mountain spring water is drawn, nor is it a place where the mountain spring water will be dispersed, but a place that is idle and useless.

The fart boss pointed and shouted, and the fart master drove the excavator like a virgin.

The steamer ghost Cao Jinzhu was staring at the fart boss, but the poor ghost Mao Changsheng was staring at the master.

With the extraordinary ghost power of the two ghosts, both ghosts can see through the hearts and minds of the "father and son".

The excavator is a kind of machine, and the fart master who drives the excavator seems to have become a humanoid machine.

However, this is not the case, the poor ghost Mao Changsheng gradually developed sympathy for the fart master-

What the fart master was quietly thinking about was first of all childhood.

The father was very honest, and the mother had a lot of fun in childhood despite her many grievances.

At that time, there were many chickens in the house, and there was a hen that was particularly docile, and when she met someone, she would squat down, not running, waiting for someone to pet her or hug her.

Every time the family has to slaughter chickens to entertain guests, and ask the fart master to catch one, the fart master does not catch the docile hen, but catches those extraordinary characters.

Later, the chickens were slaughtered one by one, and when it was the turn of the last docile hen, the fart master was not allowed to slaughter them anyway, and he burst into tears while begging.

Later, his adoptive father told him: "We have worked hard to raise chickens and eat their meat after cooking, which is actually fair and reasonable, and no one owes anyone." ”

This makes sense, the extremely docile hen did not escape the doom of being slaughtered in the end.

Of course, the fart master didn't eat a lump of chicken, nor did he drink a mouthful of chicken soup, and he was sad for several days.

Later, I grew up day by day, changed many grades, and met many boys and girls of the same age, but I felt that I was close to the end of the world and could not warm my heart.

Later, after graduating from college, his uncle paid him to learn how to drive an excavator, met a lovely farmer, and slowly became friends.

It's not easy to meet a lovely friend, and it's easy to meet, but it's just a fox friend and a dog friend.

However, such a friend who can connect with each other died and was dug through by his own excavator......

Thinking of this, the fart master burst into tears.

At this moment, the fart boss shouted loudly: "The grave has been dug three meters deep, how long will you stop digging?

The steamer ghost Cao Jinzhu and the poor ghost Mao Changsheng glanced at each other, Mao Changsheng's face was sad, but Cao Jinzhu smiled secretly.

The fart boss shouted a few times, and after a few more gestures, the fart master understood the meaning.

The excavator seems to be a behemoth, but in the hands of a caring driver, it can also become extremely docile, can "play" football, can open the beer lid......

At this point, the excavator became extremely docile, and the cruel and merciless bucket suddenly turned into a pair of motherly or lover's hands, gently holding up the body of the peasant's child, turning it leisurely, and then gently turning the body into the grave.

The bucket paused slightly, and then the fresh loess was shoveled into the pit, and the pit was covered tightly.

When the pit was completely covered, the fart boss clenched his fists and made a thrashing motion.

The excavator bucket was like a fist, and it was unhurriedly pounded on the soil pit, and the shock made the poor ghost Mao Changsheng and the steamer ghost Cao Jinzhu feel a little frightened.

After the big event was over, the fart boss breathed a sigh of relief, looking like the place where the corpse of a peasant child hung to the ground, he wanted to see the bloodstains, but he was stunned all of a sudden.

The corpse of the farmer's child had obviously been buried in the pit, but what the fart boss saw was something else: the corpse was still lying upright in place like a dead frog.

"Fuck, I don't believe in evil!" The fart boss was stunned for a moment, strode towards the corpse of the peasant child, and stretched out his hand without hesitation.

The corpse of the peasant child was facing the sky on its back, its eyes wide open, its mouth wide open, and it was thick with blood—a sudden change of events, which brought sudden terror, and remained unchanged until death.

The hand was placed on the face of the farmer's child, and a cool feeling went up to the hand, penetrating the heart.

The fart boss shuddered, his face turned a little gray, and he returned to the excavator and said loudly: "How did you do it?

Like a robot, the fart master was instructed to shovel and shovel through the pit that had been filled and pounded.

The speed of planing is much faster than that of the previous excavator, and the time taken is naturally much less.

The last thing that came out of the pit was an oblong boulder and nothing else.

"Fuck, that's weird!" Boss Fart stood on the edge of the pit, and when he saw that the pit was empty, he spat hard and gestured, "Get the corpse here!"

The iron arm of the excavator swayed slowly, gently approaching the corpse of the farmer's child, and gently tumbling into the dirt pit.

The fart boss opened his eyes wide, glanced viciously into the pit, and saw the corpse of the peasant child curled up sideways in the dirt pit, and nodded with satisfaction.

The excavator is busy again -

Fill in the soil!

Pound!

"Fuck, it's finally settled now!" the fart boss clapped his hands, "Put your heart down, there's no more bullshit!"

After the words fell, after the fart master stopped the iron arm of the excavator, he opened the door of the cab, and pointed to the place where the corpse of the peasant child fell for the first time in shock, and wanted to say something, but he was so frightened that he didn't say anything.

Boss Fart knew that the situation was not good, and suddenly turned his head to see what was going on, and couldn't help but open his mouth wide.

The body of the peasant's child was still lying motionless.

The fart boss quickly came to his senses and strode closer again.

The corpse of the peasant boy was still facing the sky on its back, his eyes were still wide open, the difference was that the bloody mouth had closed at some point, and there was a mocking smile on the side of his mouth.

"Your grandmother's, an unlucky ghost, a short-lived ghost, dare to tease Lao Tzu?" The fart boss scolded while clapping his fists and sleeves, "What woman hasn't slept with me, what man hasn't beaten me, and I'm afraid that you poor boy won't do it?"

With that, he kicked out like a mad dog.

"Ouch!" the fart boss kicked the side of the corpse's thigh, as if kicking on the side of a stone, bared his teeth in pain and jumped three times in a row, then hugged his right foot and shouted: "Dig a pit, dig a hole!

Despite the pain to the bone, he stood up straight.

The fart master got the order and dug the pit again.

This time, what was fished out of the bottom of the pit and thrown aside was a three-foot-long stump that had long since dried out.

"It's not weird, it's self-defeating! Lao Tzu is not afraid of the living, but he is still afraid of the dead?" The fart boss is really an extraordinary person, bent down and hugged the bloody corpse, and walked towards the dirt pit.

The body of a peasant child was held in his arms, like a big fish, a little difficult, but there was no fear on his face.

Walking to the edge of the pit, the fart boss raised the body and threw it down, and the body fell into a pit more than three meters deep.

The corpse was obviously prostrate downward, but when it fell into the pit, it bounced twice like a rubber man, and then turned its back to the sky, its eyes still wide open, its closed mouth wide open, and its mouth spit out blood.