"When did this stinky boy's skill become so powerful? Adding fuel to the fire and flooding the courtyard..."Uncle Nine was a little anxious when he thought about it, and faintly grasped a trace of inspiration, but he couldn't think of a reason for a while.

"I still want to be a fart, he usually doesn't accumulate yin virtue, he still does things that lack morality, and treats your words as wind in his ears, something happens sooner or later, even if you miss the old love, it should have been paid off a long time ago, right? It's just against the sky, eh, old man, I'll discuss something with you, and you'll stay at home tomorrow night, right? I'll go to Niu Changpo and collect the bloody corpse~"

Yeluo walked backwards, put his arms around Uncle Jiu's shoulder, and said with a hippie smile.

"That's it, you're right, the older I get, the more confused I become, and it's not as good as the young man to see it through..." Seeing Yeluo put his hand on his shoulder, Uncle Jiu just glared at Yeluo, but surprisingly didn't scold, but also put his hand over and said:

"You kid is hairy, and you like to pretend, what are you pretending to be? Oh, pretending to be better! What if I don't go and watch it? If you are bitten by that bloody corpse, no one will give me a pension and send me to the end, and it will be fun to come back and bite me when the time comes!"

Nightfall knew that it would be difficult to change the old man's decision once he decided, so he could only helplessly say, "Okay, when the time comes, you stand far away... I don't have the time to care about you. ”

"By the way, I always have a bad premonition about Widow Zhang..."After Uncle Jiu finished speaking, he looked back at Li Dalei's villa and said, there was a faint black gas hovering on the top of the villa.

Yeluo had an expression of "just you", and said speechlessly: "Why do you want to do so much, let's collect the blood corpse first tomorrow, even if Widow Zhang wants the corpse to change, it will not be so fast." ”

The two returned to their accommodation, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon, the weather was hot, and they took a comfortable shower at night and went out.

As soon as it was dark, the old man was lying on the wooden bed, looking out of the door, and the uneasiness in his heart became heavier and heavier, could something happen tonight?

At twelve o'clock in the evening, on the side of the forked road leading from the entrance of the village to the town, two sneaky figures slipped into the back mountain with flashlights, hoes and sacks.

In Niu Changpo behind the kidnapping village, it is said that this was originally a mass grave, where some traitors or devils were buried.

On the other side of Niuchangpo is a new cemetery, but the cemetery over there is different from Niuchangling.

This cemetery can be shared by people from several neighboring villages.

According to the custom here, all widows, unmarried, unmarried, accidents, and women who died in vain are buried in this cemetery.

There is an unwritten rule that graves that are less than three years old are not allowed to be erected, and some families with good conditions and not so patriarchal will come to erect a monument after three years.

But after all, this is a minority, and there are thousands of new graves and old graves in this land, large and small, but there are tombstone graves.

But I didn't even have a CD.

To get to the cow slope or the new cemetery, the only way to get to the back hill is the slope, which is foggy and hazy all year round.

It's just that in the summer the fog is not so heavy, but in the winter, the fog here is so thick that you rush into it, and you can't even see the hand in front of you.

"Ergou, why don't we go, why don't you do this deal, at most you will be scolded, let me tell you... When I woke up this morning, my eyelids kept jumping... Really, I'm going to lie to you, I'm the king!"

The one holding the sack was a fat man, with a somewhat timid tone, a fat head and big ears, and he tried to keep his distance from the weeds on both sides, and looked back from time to time, as if some monster would suddenly jump out of the grass and drag him away.

"Three fat, why did you clearly say okay last night, you can't do anything about it lately, you have also seen it, these days have passed, the waistband of the trousers is about to break, Lao Tzu is not like you, you don't eat or drink and there is so much fat consumption, okay, don't make excuses for yourself, let's do his vote first, hey, go! Aren't you just afraid of ghosts? You're so poor and afraid of a fart?"

In the quiet night, walking on the road to the cemetery, Ergou walked ahead with a hoe, he was actually afraid of it, and he heard Sanfat say it so evilly, and his cold hair stood up.

But when he thought of Wang Tuhao in the next village, he promised to give them 3,000 yuan per person afterwards, and suddenly a gall slowly fattened up, and suddenly Ergou seemed to think of something, just looking for something to ease the atmosphere, otherwise the dead fat man would be scared away halfway.

"Didn't you think about that widow for a long time?

Tsk tsk, that watery... Mom, that widow is gone, what eyes do you still want to have? Ergou silently recited Amitabha, his pants were held high, and his heart was enlivened by what he said.

"It's... Is this okay? Then you, don't you want to try it too? I, don't you dare to be alone..."

As soon as the second dog finished speaking, the third fat heart was moved, he had a shy face, as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, and at this moment his mind was full of the widow's charming face, and that seductive figure, convex and backward... The chest was like two mines.

"That's a must, who is with whom, that's a blessing to share, and a hardship to share! When have I eaten meat and never given you soup? I'll come first, I'll help you heat up first! I'll go! I can't stand it, let's go!

The rain stopped in the evening, and it would fall intermittently again, and the thin body of the two dogs was draped in a raincoat, and the thought of waiting for Widow Zhang... I couldn't help but speed up my pace.

"I don't care who comes first, I don't care... Hey, slow down, wait for me!"

The three fat farts chased after him, the fat on his body shook and trembled, and his eyelids jumped wildly, he thought it was because of excitement, and trotted all the way down, but he didn't breathe, and felt that his body was a lot lighter.

Widow Zhang's grave is easy to find, turn right on this road and walk until you reach the entrance of the new cemetery.

According to the customs of Kidnapping Village, no matter how Widow Zhang died, she could only be buried outside, and she was not qualified to be buried inside.

Soon, the two came to the new cemetery, because it was summer, and the fog in the mountains was not very thick, but now it was drizzling, and even with a flashlight, the visibility was less than ten meters.

Next to the entrance of the new cemetery, there was indeed a new grave, and the two dogs took the sack in the hands of the three fats with their eyes shining, and ran over when they stepped on the wet loess.

The soil at the grave is fresh, and even if it doesn't rain, the soil here is soft.

"Ergou, this is not Widow Zhang's grave, right?"

Sanfat stood still, shining a flashlight on the grave, wiping the rain on his face, he was a little puzzled, the grave was originally pressed with paper money and didn't know where it went, and the soil was a bit like it had just been turned over.

"It's weird, it's weird..."

When Ergou heard this, he hurriedly took a closer look, although this tomb was a little new, but it was indeed not like the tomb that was buried yesterday, he quickly took out a piece of paper money from the sack and pressed it on the grave, and bowed again before turning around to find the grave of the widow.

"Ergou, here!"

The two separated and looked nearby for a while, and then, Sanpang stood in front of Widow Zhang's grave and waved to Ergou excitedly.

"That's her! What are you touching there?

Seeing that there were a lot of half-burned fresh paper money scattered in front of the grave, Ergou decided that this was the tomb of a widow without thinking about it.

He took the hoe, spat it in his palm, and rubbed it again, preparing to wield it to dig a grave.

"What are you anxious about, why do you do this, there are still rules, first put on a few sticks of incense, burn some paper money, hey, why is it wet?"

Sanfat ignored Ergou, followed the light, and saw that the paper money from the sack was soaked and pasted together.

"If it's wet, it's wet, don't grind!" Ergou was so anxious that he couldn't do it, and urged vigorously.

"Incense, the incense is not wet, light it first!" Sanfat hurriedly pulled out a few, and then took out a lighter from his trouser belt, and he couldn't beat it for a long time.

"Pull a horse, you have a lot of shit! If you touch it again, the sky will be bright for you!" The second dog was lustful and dizzy, and he lost his temper, and slapped the lighter and incense in the hands of the three fats.

"Okay, then, let's dig it!" Seeing that Ergou had a temper, Sanfat immediately coaxed, and took the small shovel handed by Ergou without saying a word.

Widow Zhang's grave is not big, it was piled up at noon yesterday, and the soil here is already soft, and after two days of rain soaking, it is even easier to dig.

"Ergou, you don't really think about that, do you... Otherwise, I think it's okay, right? Widow Zhang is actually quite a poor woman..."

Sanpang thought that Ergou said this to ease the atmosphere at first, but looking at Ergou's expression now, it didn't look like a joke.

"Then whatever you want, I'll regret it when the time comes, but don't say brother, I didn't take care of you!

Seeing Ergou's fierce eyes, the three fat men reluctantly continued to wave the small shovel, and in only ten minutes, the two dug up the soil on the grave.

"Take out the chisel and hammer, what are you doing in a daze, take it out?" Not long after, the hoe wielded by Ergou seemed to hit Widow Zhang's coffin, making a muffled sound, startling the two of them, but everything has been done, where is Ergou still afraid of something.

"Let me tell you something, don't be angry, the hammer is gone!" Sanfat was sweating, but he was strange, he didn't feel tired at all, he bit the little flashlight in his mouth, and couldn't find the hammer after touching the sack for a long time.

"Lao Tzu Qian, Wan Zhi, before going out, I asked again, you swore to me that you had brought it all, and now, you told me that the hammer is gone? Why don't you put your head at home?"

As soon as he heard that the third fat had leaked the hammer, the second dog suddenly had a brain fever, and what he split his head and covered his face was a stinky scolding.

"But I, obviously... I took the hammer, I checked it again!" San Fat was a little weak-hearted, as if he was thinking about whether he had such a thing as holding a hammer.

"I didn't know you until the fucking dog was hot, you idiot, you don't have a brain just by eating meat, dig it! Dig up the soil next to the coffin first, and use a hoe!"

Ergou had an evil fire in his heart, he forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart and saw Sanfat stunned again, picked up his fist and slammed Sanfat's arm and scolded:

"What the hell are you sending me in a daze! I'm going to be by you today!"

Suddenly, a mountain breeze blew.

The intermittent drizzle stopped...

"No, really, I can't dig it anymore! let me rest for a while..."After a lot of effort, the two dug up the soil covering the coffin, and cleaned the soil from the side, and the three fat panted and sat on the ground.

"Okay, then rest for five minutes, no, ten minutes! I don't take a second of it!" Ergou was also tired, but he saw that Widow Zhang's coffin was completely exposed.

I thought it was all worth it, I just had to take a break, and I had other strength to exert in a while.