After watching the past scene of the poor ghost Mao Changsheng and the steamer ghost Cao Jinzhu, Cao Jinzhu was silent, but Mao Changsheng sighed: "That little brother in a pure blue denim suit is not bad, he died tragically like this, his parents will definitely be sad." ”

"Yes, there are more and more children who have no filial piety, but the parents who are concerned about their children are always increasing!" Cao Jinzhu said quietly, his brows furrowed slightly, "This is something I think is a little strange." How could such a thing happen to two normal little brothers? The two little brothers are a little like they have swallowed*, and they are like ghosts who are confused. ”

The poor ghost Mao Changsheng scratched his scalp and said, "It's really a little strange. What will they swallow*? There are more and more empty and boring modern people, and there are more and more people who abuse drugs. It's a bit of a ghost, and it really tastes like this. What kind of ghost is making trouble in the dark? We can know the past and future of people, but we are ignorant of the sneaky people who are secretly doing strange things!"

"No matter how much," Cao Jinzhu stretched his arms and pulled his hair together, "No matter what happens, it's not a big deal, your ancestral grave hasn't been excavated, isn't it a good fortune!"

The poor ghost Mao Changsheng looked at the old earthen grave that had only been dug off a shovel of skin on one side, and nodded with relief: "Yes, don't worry about other ghosts for the time being, at least my ancestral grave is safe and sound-there are no excavators in other places to dig the graveyard on a large scale, so it is naturally not much trouble." Alas, where is my ancestral grave? The old ghost's house is really annoying!"

As he was talking nonsense, there was a jumble of footsteps, and there was also the teaching voice of a rough and powerful man:

"It's over, you stinky boy's life is over. In some things, there is no room for error, because the details determine success or failure - if you are not careful, you will lose everything.

"But, then again, my son has such a big deal, as long as I show up, it's really not a. ”

"This is the age of money, with money, what else can't be settled? You kid has nothing to do, naturally you don't know the huge power of money......

The sound of talking got closer and closer, and the poor ghost Mao Changsheng and the steamer ghost Cao Jinzhu handed each other a color, and hid in a tall pine tree next to the old mound, watching and listening quietly with curiosity.

The two people who arrived, one was a fat and strong fart boss with a shiny forehead, and the other was a fart master who had become a frightened bird.

The fart master ran away in fright, and accidentally bumped into the fart boss who was a little uneasy after hearing the crow's cry and drove the car alone to see the situation.

"What's worth being so alarmed?" Boss Fart blinked his little eyes and asked straight to the point, "Don't think the sky is going to fall if it's a big fart!"

"Out of ...... Something is wrong......" The fart master responded with a shudder, "Die...... Dead man......"

"Aren't you still alive?" the fart boss frowned, almost saying to himself, "As long as my son is alive, the rest of the people, tens of thousands of deaths, are all." ”

The fart master was surprised for a moment, and said, "Big ...... Uncle, I'm not your son, I'm your nephew......"

"You little kids, of course, don't understand this. The fart boss was incredulated and got out of the car, "Your father is my brother, a wreck, his daughter-in-law, your mother, was originally my person, and then I saw that he was pitiful, so I gave it to him." Whose son are you, I don't know yet? This is a bit of, I didn't want to talk about it, but now I put it bluntly, so that I can give you a reassurance! Think about it, with your wretched father, can you go to school and graduate from college?"

The fart master stared at the face of the fart boss, his expression became more flustered, and his face became even paler.

"Let's go, the sky is falling, it's a big thing, let's see the situation!" The fart boss patted the old master on the shoulder, and strode towards the accident site.

The fart boss saw the corpse on the excavator bucket, slightly surprised, quickly shrugged his shoulders, and said slowly: "It's really true that the short-lived ghost met the wealth breaker!"

The fart master was about to speak, but the fart boss waved his hand and said in a deep voice: "Everything has happened, it's like a fart has been released, and it is impossible to return to its original position." Thankfully, you have a dad like me who treats the sky as a fart, and I'll settle this matter soon. ”

The old master bowed his head and was silent, his face covered by his long hair was so thin that he was only the size of a palm, his heart fluctuated, and he couldn't see obvious joy, anger and sorrow.

"That's it, put down that unlucky ghost and short-lived ghost first," the fart boss ordered, looking around and seeing not a single idle person, his face was even more satisfied, "The life of the poor is not valuable, such an ordinary little role, give 150,000 yuan, and everything will be fine!"

The fart master was only resigned, and was just about to tremble and get on the excavator to drive, the fart boss's eyes rolled, and he lowered his voice and said: "If you can be thrifty, you can be thrifty, in fact, not only does it not cost 150,000 yuan in life money, but you can also do it without a penny." A small character from a foreign land, when he dies, he dies, and as long as he can't see the body, he will be scattered as a fart in the wind. ”

The fart master was puzzled and looked dumbfounded.

"Fool, it's too bold!" Boss Fart clenched his fists, punched the void, and said with a sneer, "Put down that unlucky ghost, dig a deep pit on the spot and bury it, and say that he went back to his hometown, won't everything be fine?"

The poor ghost Mao Changsheng listened and watched from the tree, and couldn't help but "snort" coldly.

"Who?" the fart boss was startled, looked around, stomped his feet, bluffed, and asked loudly, "Sneaky, want to sabotage national construction?

Mao Changsheng and Cao Jinzhu showed disdain, but they were also silent.

Slowly, Cao Jinzhu pinched each other's hands and became as quiet as a spectator under the stage.

And the poor ghost Mao Changsheng slowly clenched two fists with both hands, and his teeth rattled strangely.

Seeing that there was silence all around, the fart boss made a decisive action viciously, and said in a depressed voice: "Without further ado, act quickly, don't worry about a little for a long time!"

The fart master was repeatedly stimulated, and finally calmed down, stepped into the cab of the excavator, and operated it surprisingly calmly.

The iron arm of the excavator slowly rotated, and then slowly rose, and the body of the peasant child, like a dead frog, fell from the void to the ground......