Chapter 8: The Elder Camel (1)
Guan Peng looked at the young man, this person was obviously inciting the crowd, he wanted to expand the terrifying atmosphere or muddy the pool of clear water. If the latter, what does he want to do?
Approaching the person step by step, this is a common routine used by the police, if that person has ** intentions, there will be some clues, but the young man is much stronger than Guan Peng imagined, the panic in his eyes flashed, this is enough, Guan Peng smiled secretly in his heart, leaned down and looked at this young man who was a head shorter than himself, everyone wanted to leave here, only he was an exception, if he had no problem, Guan Peng didn't believe it, like this, after four or five seconds, he whispered in his ear: "Don't let me know what you want to do, As it stands, you're the most suspicious of all except the landlord's son, so don't let me get you. ”
After Dong Ming panicked, he quickly understood Guan Peng's intentions, and he who was also highly intelligent, pouted disapprehrovingly: "If you are suspicious, all the people here are comparable to you." ”
"Oh?"
"We've been here all along, and you're the only one who came here suddenly on the night of the incident." Dong Ming hit the nail on the head.
Guan Peng gave him a thumbs up, a cunning enemy, and the two of them laughed tacitly.
With two strange 'corpses' in a row, everyone chose to gather together, and the restaurant was undoubtedly the best place for everyone to sit or pacing around the house, or poke their heads out to wait for news of the tour.
This is a two-day group, according to the regulations, the bus will arrive here in the afternoon to pick them up, knowing that the bus is not possible to come now, and some people can't stop complaining.
Li Qing doesn't have to worry about dedication or asking now, she doesn't want to leave Guan Peng for half a step for a moment, like a fart, compared to a small life is more precious, she has to love when she dies, it's just singing in the song. Thinking about it like this, she couldn't help but feel gloomy, sure enough, she still didn't love him enough, she just needed him, but she couldn't find a reason to leave him, and even the thought of breaking up would make her heart ache. Dedication and demand, is it really impossible to unify? Maybe like he said, just do his laundry and cooking, but these seem to be solved for money, such as hiring a nanny or something, but in this way, isn't it very much like raising a little white face?
When the three words "little white face" popped up in his mind, Li Qing subconsciously raised his head, and just saw Guan Peng looking at him badly, that face was really white, with good facial features, and a human-like ......
"Poof! It's too similar, haha......" Li Qing felt that those three words were simply tailor-made for Guan Peng, and the long-lost whipping picture of the queen appeared in his mind, and suddenly thought that the current atmosphere was not suitable for laughing, and felt the strange eyes around him, and forced him to stop laughing, but he choked himself.
"Figured it out, look at how happy you look." Guan Peng understood after a few seconds of inexplicability, just now he looked like he was worried about this, obviously still struggling with the question of love and liking, and now seeing her smile so heartily, she should have figured it out.
"yes, so you're going to wait to be annoyed by me for the rest of your life. I dedicate my youth, and you will dedicate your life to protection. Li Qing said unreasonably.
"It seems that I also have youth." Guan Peng pretended to be aggrieved.
"Shut up, a woman's youth is more valuable." Li Qing is extremely domineering.
Guan Peng didn't care about anything, and hugged her, she was really afraid that this ** would drill the horns.
Li Qing's body was still a little stiff at first, but after a while, she completely let go, and also hugged each other with her hands, at this moment she was extremely sure that she loved him.
The landlord also swept away the previous depression, and was happy, his stupid girl's posture is really not worthy of the man, and now it seems that there is no need to worry, the two of them are willing to fight and suffer.
The landline phone in the restaurant rang at an inopportune time, interrupting the two people who were hugging each other, and the landlord quickly picked up: "Hey! What the? Landslides, the road is blocked, how is it possible, such a little rain...... Eun, okay. ”
Everyone listened to the phone, and when the landlord hung up, they all gathered around, and when they were sure that the road was indeed blocked, they immediately became angry.
"Quiet!" Guan Peng roared: "As long as the rain stops, the road will be repaired soon." ”
Dong Ming said without yin or yang: "You are calm, what if you want that guy to cheat the corpse again, or if someone is killed again?" Who knew the killer was that, right, guys? ”
"You don't have to worry about this, if you can't leave here tonight, I'll keep vigil at night." Guan Peng said coldly.
Dong Ming smiled: "That's the best, I just don't know if this police officer can deal with the corpse?" ”
The landlord came out to answer: "This is also worrying, in our small ravine, it is not unseen to cheat corpses, sometimes the corpses that have not been buried, are startled by the lynx and 'get up', so, there is a special profession, the corpse binder, I will find one now." ”
The corpse binders, Guan Peng understands, their task is to tie the legs and hands of the corpse to prevent the corpse from undergoing corpse transformation, which is indeed extremely common in the countryside, and is recognized, almost all the dead people will have this treatment. There is no such profession in the city, and the corpse will be cremated in no time, and it will be a. It's just that there are also some of their secret steps and practices, and Guan Peng is also very curious.
Also curious is Li Qing, she is afraid and looking forward to it. The rest of the people quieted down in their irritability and had to accept the fact.
Half an hour later, a hunchbacked old man followed the landlord, wearing a peasant's peculiar straw hat on his head, a coarse cloth shirt and trousers, and a purple-red smoking gun hanging from his waist.
Li Qing couldn't help but have a cartoon image in his mind, the village chief of Slow Sheep, to be honest, it really looks like. When the man walked into the house, Li Qing couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, a terrifying version of the slow sheep.
The hunchbacked old man's pupils seemed to be covered with a layer of frosted glass, so the white patches in his eye sockets looked extremely permeable, and even more so on his face, wrinkles occupied almost the entire face, and there were many old age lines on the skin, like corpse spots, and there were many such markings on the exposed arms and legs, which would scare people half to death if they were seen at night.
"Wang Luo's family, where is that ghost thing now?" The old man spoke, and his voice seemed to be squeezed out of his throat, mixed with the sound of a lot of phlegm, and the sound of urns was angry.
"Upstairs, my son's room."
The old man hummed, stepped upstairs, and said without looking back: "Find some hemp rope, a thicker one." ”
The landlord answered and went to look for it, and Guan Peng followed, with the 'little tail' behind him.