readx;? Chapter 690: The Story of the Dead Waiting for the Corpse Digger (II)

Han Sanping saw that the thunder had stopped, so he threw away the pants on his head, wiped the rain on his face, and walked down the mountain with Wang Baolin, but it had become an ocean in front of him, and he couldn't see the broken temple or the cornfield of Wang Baolin's house. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The village where they had lived for more than ten years disappeared into that thunderous and rainy night, and the yellow Ussuri could not hear the homesick cries of the two.

Wang Baolin was still holding the rosary, without any remorse, Han Sanping cried hoarsely, and followed behind Wang Baolin numbly.

When the rain stopped, Wang Baolin led him over many hills, stole a carriage in a town, and lived by sneaking along the way, and after more than half a month, the two arrived in Nanping.

But Han Sanping wanted to go further, to stay away from that village, to make his guilt lighter.

The two of them got into another carriage and lived in Nanping for a few days, and soon spent all the money on their bodies. I want to sell the beads but I don't know where to get them.

If it was gold, it would be fine, but since that night, this thing has been like a piece of wood, and the surface of the beads is rough, and it has never looked like it is shining.

The two discussed it, and that night they picked up the wagons full of timber and headed south.

When the train stopped occasionally, they would go to the trash can at the station to dig through some leftovers and pick up the other trains, anyway, the farther away from there, the better.

They didn't count how many days they had spent on the train, and they couldn't remember whether there were more trains loaded with wood or more with coal.

It just feels like the air is getting hotter and hotter. The two of them divided the rosary in two on the wagon, which was considered a commemoration.

A few days later, when the train arrived at Nanjing Station, Han Sanping got off the train to look for food, he was really hungry, and snatched a woman's betel nut and was caught by the police.

But Wang Baolin on the wagon was looking forward to Han Sanping coming back as soon as possible.

The train roared, parting the troubled brothers. The rosary, which had been a string, was separated.

"I worked in the Nanjing Welfare Institute for two years, and then Wang Baolin came to Nanjing to find me, and he said that he had taken a wagon to Chongqing, and he was doing well. I saw that his body and leaves must be no different, and then I wrote to him, and he wrote back to me, saying that he used the half of the beads and a person named Li Yiheng to change the position of a big official. ”

"And let me send him the half of the beads, and let me mix them up, but the beads were the only thing left in the village, and they could not be given to him even if they died. ”

"After that, I didn't hear from him, but then a Shui Ruohan'er with a long sword came to me and asked me where I got this half of the beads, and I don't know how he knew that I had this bead, so I didn't tell him. But that Shui Ruohan'er's long sword is quite eye-catching, and I don't know how he got past the security check, if your sword continues, it will be somewhat similar to his sword!"

"My leg was chopped off by a person covered in rotten sores, and snatched the half of the beads, and later Wang Baolin knew about it, picked me up here, and then I knew that Wang Baolin changed his name, what is it called Tieling, and he also became the helmsman. If you listen to the accent, you really can't tell that he is from the north. ”

"He may have been angry with me, and threw me here a few years ago, and would have starved to death if it weren't for some rat cockroaches. ”

"Twenty years, just like a day, the number of these Seven Peerless Mountains is almost exhausted!"

He looked at the skylight, leaning against the cold wall, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, as if he remembered the two dolls chasing each other under the poplar in his childhood.

I couldn't calm down for a long time after listening to it, but I was already sure that the half of the rosary he was holding at the beginning was the Xuanwu rhino that Xuan Qing said! As for Shui Ruohan'er, who was carrying a long sword, apart from Jiang Banxian, he really couldn't think of a second person.

According to what the fourth uncle said, twenty years ago, the loyal soul was broken, and Jiang Banxian's soul returned.

Li Yiheng wanted the Xuanwu rhino, and he didn't have to think about it to know that he wanted to draw out the spirit beast Xuanwu unscathed, but it was a pity that when Jiang Banxian didn't have the sky, he didn't have the Xuanwu rhino but forcibly detained the spirit beast Xuanwu and died under that Xuanwu.

But listening to what he said, Li Yiheng is also inextricably linked to Wanlong Shouzhuang, could it be that there are still Li Yiheng's shares here?

Han Sanping, twenty years is like a day. I stayed in this stone chamber for a day, but it seemed like a hundred years had passed, watching him eat three meals on time, whistling when he had nothing to do, and staring at the skylight in a daze.

My eyes are dazzled with hunger, and sometimes I want to catch a cockroach and beat my teeth when I see him eating cockroaches, but my expression when I see him eating cockroaches is daunting.

I survived two days and nights in the stone room, and when I woke up, I saw Han Sanping half-kneeling on the ground, looking up and then dripping from the ceiling of the room.

I looked at his embarrassed appearance, and I didn't want to die like this, so I kept rummaging left and right in the stone room, hoping to find some secret passage.

But apart from a few rat holes in the corners, there were no gaps. The skylight hung overhead, and the sun was divided into many parts by the window frame, casting a dappled light, and the stinging did not dare to open their eyes.

"Don't be afraid, I scared you yesterday, you can't die!" Han Sanping chirped, still unfinished.

After listening to this, I looked straight at him, I didn't know if this person was crazy, but my heart was still a lot more spacious, and I hurriedly asked him, "Why can't you die?"

"I ate it today!" He pouted his teeth and groped on the ground.

I shook my head in frustration and whispered to him, "What does it matter if you eat a few meals and whether I live or die?

He glanced at me, looked at the skylight, and said to me with a smile: "I don't know the celestial phenomena, and I can't pinch my fingers, but since you came here, I haven't eaten a full meal." The rats and cockroaches are fucking hiding!"

Although he didn't say it explicitly, I could hear what he meant, I heard the old people in the village say when I was a child, go down to the kiln to dig coal, dig into the ground, dig wells, and give a bite to eat if you see rats and worms. I can't tell when I'll be able to save my life.

Legend has it that the goddaughter of the lord of the land is a rat essence, and when the coal kiln is about to collapse, or the well is about to run out of oxygen, the rat will run around looking for an exit.

The scientific explanation is that rats have a keen sense of senses and touch, and can perceive dangers that humans cannot perceive.

"But these Seven Peerless Mountains are rare treasures in the world at first glance, how can there be any natural disasters?" I asked him suspiciously.

"It's not a natural disaster, it's also **, they all say that rats can be psychic, and if they want to come, I'm afraid it won't be much stronger than natural disasters. He stroked his unkempt hair and let out a long sigh of relief.

I slapped a cockroach to death, handed it to him, and asked, "Would you rather eat a mouse cockroach than live, do you have any wishes?"

"Yes!" he shouted.

"What wish?" I asked him.

He didn't answer for a long time, his eyes were looking straight at the wisp of residual sun, and he hadn't eaten the cockroach I shot to death, but just held it tightly in the palm of his hand.

I stepped forward and stabbed him twice with my fingers, and when he didn't respond, I yelled in his ear again. He collapsed into my arms, like a homesick child. I tried his snort, and then I realized that he was no longer good.

I don't know what his wish is unfulfilled, I can only guess from his life experience, he wants to go home and see the river that raised him and destroyed him.

I carried his body to a shady corner, and there were many secrets buried in his collapsed belly, and the big bones were stunned, witnessing the miracle of life! It was not the cockroach and mouse that maintained his yang life, it was the dream that made him unyielding.

That night, I sat next to his corpse, not knowing what it was like in my heart, not knowing when the natural disaster he said would come.

I was hungry and had some difficulty breathing, everything in front of me became blurry, my head sank, and I fell asleep.

"Hurry up!

I don't know who was shouting in my ear, and pinched me hard, I swallowed my saliva, and opened my eyes with difficulty, and saw that it was Manshuang!

"Why are you here?" I didn't know where I got the strength to sit up.

Manshuang made a silent gesture at me, and took my hand and was about to run out. I looked overhead, and the moonlight was shining on Manshuang's face.

I didn't expect him to come to my rescue, and I had mixed feelings at this time. looked back at Han Sanping's body and ran out with Man Shuang.

Manshuang ran out of the stone room with me in her arms, and saw that there were several wooden houses outside the stone room, and we carefully walked through the wooden houses, looking left and right, and seeing that there was no one around.

Manshuang rolled her eyes again, pointed to the small mountain bag in the distance, and whispered to me: "Let's go there, no one can find us!"

I nodded and followed her.

It was very open to the mountain bag, but Manshuang had no intention of stopping, and ran towards a stone stone at the back of the mountain.

I ran hard behind her, and when he saw that I had no strength, he came back to hold me, and my heart warmed and I was very happy.

Manshuang helped me sit on the big rock in front of me, I gasped and asked him, "Why are you here?"

Man Shuang pouted and replied in a low voice: "You saved my life at the beginning, and this time neither of us owes anyone!"

I scratched my head, not daring to touch her gaze, but my face was feverish, and what I wanted to say was already on my lips, but I forgot about it.

I looked up at Manshuang and asked her, "Your injury, how are you okay?"

Man Shuang looked at her arm and nodded, her eyes full of tears.

I knew that she had suffered a lot of grievances these days, but I didn't know how to comfort her, so I asked her softly: "You are married to that Sun Yang?"

She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, sat down beside me, looked at the starry sky, and said to me: "Well, that kid has been pestering me since I was a child, he is the son of Sun Razor, the helmsman of Henan, and his grandfather is one of the four heavenly corpses in the villa. ”

"Grandpa's corpse also has to be pretended to be a heavenly corpse, Sun Razor said that if I don't marry his son, I won't let my grandfather's corpse go to the grave, my brother and I have no choice but to agree to him. Man Shuang snorted after speaking, extremely angry.

I lowered my head, didn't dare to look directly at Manshuang, and whispered to her: "Your grandfather's death has nothing to do with me......"

"It has nothing to do with you, after you left, it was Tieling who provoked many times, and the helmsmen from all over the country started fighting, and then he told my brother that you killed them. Manshuang said to me with a frown.

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