The location was chosen by Yang Tianhong. It's an open terrain surrounded by dead grass, so no water comes out even if you dig a few meters deeper.

The bottom of the pit is densely packed with sharpened bamboo. This plant is extremely resilient and does not break easily.

In order to increase the chance of Zhang Fugui's death, Li Tiangang took out the poison he had configured and carefully applied it to the tips of all bamboo sticks.

Digging a pit is physically demanding and tiring.

Despite this, Li Tiangang still supported his injured body and helped Yang Tianhong to conscientiously complete and continuously improve this murder plan.

Finally, Yang Tianhong put the branches and dead grass directly above the trap, sprinkled a little dry floating soil, carefully removed the surrounding debris, and did a good job of camouflage.

The sun was sinking in the west, and the sky was sprinkled with blood-like colors.

Looking at the trap that blended in with the surrounding environment and could not see any flaws, Li Tiangang's uneasy heart finally came to fruition, and unprecedented joy was also rippling and fermenting in his brain.

There are many wild beasts in the mountains, the most common being wolves and foxes.

Bears often hurt people, and sometimes they even bumped into tigers.

The immortal masters of the inner and outer gates never asked about the affairs of the outer hall. Unless there is an unexplained deceased, the people of the torture hall never come into contact with the outer hall.

Therefore, whether it is setting traps to catch wild beasts, or making homemade bows and arrows to fight rabbits and hunt pheasants, it is the freedom of the outer disciples.

Many people have seen wolves and jackals in cemeteries.

If Zhang Fugui was chased by a wild beast, or he dug a trap to catch a wild beast and accidentally fell into it and died, both ways of death are reasonable and logical.

Even if the people from the torture hall came down to investigate, they couldn't find anything wrong.

Li Tiangang took off the leather bag hanging on his waist, pulled out the wooden stopper, raised his neck and poured a breath of cold water with a "grunt", and then exhaled a long breath, with an extremely hearty smile on his face.

Although he agreed to set up a trap with Yang Tianhong, in the process of digging the pit and burying the bamboo sticks, Li Tiangang has been very careful, and the whole person remains on alert at all times.

Although Yang Tianhong is young, he is ruthless.

Otherwise, he would not take the initiative to invite himself to join forces to kill Zhang Fugui.

What if this kid suddenly gets into trouble while digging a pit and aims at himself?

There is a great possibility of such an "accident"!

So when the pit was dug to about two meters, Li Tiangang found an excuse to climb up. He sat on the edge of the pit sharpening bamboo sticks and watched Yang Tianhong digging and carrying stones outside. Even the final bamboo stick laying was completed by Yang Tianhong alone.

Li Tiangang is very satisfied with this, at least Yang Tianhong feels very honest to him at this stage.

As long as Zhang Fugui is killed, everything in the 34th Courtyard will be decided by himself in the future.

As for how to deceive Zhang Fugui into being fooled, it is even simpler.

Yang Tianhong is a live bait. As long as he stimulates Zhang Fugui a little verbally, and shouts while running, that bastard will definitely catch up.

The sun is left with only a tiny patch of gold on the horizon. As more and more darkness envelops the sky, the unbearable heat recedes and the breeze brings a pleasant coolness.

Yang Tianhong finished the final cleanup work and walked next to Li Tiangang: "Senior brother, that's pretty much it!" Let's go back and take a good look at it, it's best to find a way to lure Zhang Fugui over tomorrow. ”

Li Tiangang agreed: "Yes, this kind of thing should be done sooner rather than later. ”

Yang Tianhong showed a trace of resentment on his face: "That dog mongrel, I didn't provoke him!" He has to beat me every day, do you really think I'm a bully? ”

Li Tiangang pretended to sigh: "Forget it, after tomorrow, everything will be fine." ”

Yang Tianhong reached into his clothes, scratched his back, and complained dissatisfiedly: "After digging all afternoon, my body was full of mud, and my body was itching to death." ”

Li Tiangang also deeply agrees with this. Like Yang Tianhong, he was covered in dry mud and sand, grass roots, stems and leaves, scratching his skin, itching a little uncomfortable, and he couldn't wait to go back to his residence to boil water and take a bath.

Reach out and scratch your back, especially the shoulder blade position, which is out of reach of normal people, and you must use objects such as "do not ask for help".

It is estimated that Yang Tianhong's body is itching badly, he bent over, half-squatted, and tried to probe his back with the tips of his fingers, and the twisted and impatient expression on his face made Li Tiangang feel very funny.

Out of reach, useless.

Yang Tianhong felt that his back was really itchy, and it was extremely uncomfortable.

He could only open his mouth and beg Li Tiangang: "Senior brother, you can help me catch it, help me catch it!" ”

Li Tiangang was in a very good mood, anyway, he was just reaching out, and at this moment he was willing to help, and said with a smile: "Okay!" ”

Hearing this, Yang Tianhong hurriedly bent down and leaned towards Li Tiangang, leaning even lower, exposing his entire back in front of him.

Seeing this, Li Tiangang was slightly surprised.

The back is itchy and begging someone to scratch it, which is nothing more than two angles.

One is to face yourself.

The other is to turn your back to yourself.

Normally, the second type is more common.

The first one can't be said to be completely absent, but it feels somewhat odd.

Maybe it's because Yang Tianhong is young and doesn't understand the world!

Li Tiangang felt that this was a logical reason.

After all, Yang Tianhong is now on his side and is an ally to deal with Zhang Fugui together.

After grabbing hard a few times through his clothes, Yang Tianhong felt much more comfortable.

He straightened up and looked at the leather bag in Li Tiangang's left hand rather greedily: "Senior brother, give me a drink!" I've long since run out of water, and I'm so thirsty. ”

It's true.

Yang Tianhong's blanket was filled with a bag of water.

Digging pits and burying bamboo sticks is basically what he does, and he feels hot when he does a lot of physical work, and he consumes a lot of drinking water.

Li Tiangang didn't think much about it, and handed over the leather bag.

Yang Tianhong took it and pulled out the cork, just put the leather bag close to his lips, suddenly squinted his eyes, and looked towards the opposite side of the path, that is, in the opposite direction of the trap, and his face immediately showed a look of surprise and nervousness.

Zhang ...... Zhang Fugui, what is he doing there? ”

Li Tiangang stood facing the trap.

Hearing this, he subconsciously turned his head to look behind him.

At the moment of twisting his neck, Li Tiangang suddenly felt that his waist was being pushed, and his whole body moved forward.

His gaze flickered, and when his eyes made contact with Yang Tianhong, he saw a strange look on the face of this cunning little junior brother.

Yang Tianhong said something in his mouth: "Those who are fighting in the army are all displayed and marching forward." ”

There are many kinds of mantras for monks. The most common is "hasty as a law".

This is the simplest and most basic driving mantra, and it is the same as the "Amitabha" that Buddhist monks talk about at any time.

An extremely powerful force drove Li Tiangang forward.

The push back is full of feeling, and the feet involuntarily begin to exert force, running towards the trap in front of him.

The incomparably strong fear was like the hand of the devil, strangling Li Tiangang's brain.

He didn't see Zhang Fugui.

He knew very well that the place where he was standing was less than twenty meters away from the trap.

But why did I run over there for no reason?

Nima!

it!

I'm going to make a U-turn.

I'm going to reverse direction.

It must be stopped immediately.

Why can't I stop?

No......

Yes!

While screaming from the depths of his throat, Li Tiangang stepped on the air, and the whole person fell into the trap, stirring up countless fine dust.

The sharp bamboo sticks pierced the robe, pierced the flesh, pierced the internal organs and the soft belly fat, and carried the slightest bits of human tissue after being torn, and once again penetrated the skin, with frightening blood, standing proudly in the warm air.

Yang Tianhong circled from the side, came to the side of the pit, slowly squatted down, and stared at the bottom of the blood-spattered pit.

Setting up bamboo sticks is a very particular science. The number of sticks should not be too much, otherwise the human body will not fall and it will be difficult to cause fatal injuries.

In the same way, the number of sticks should not be too small, and the gap is too large, which will multiply the safety distance and fail to have the desired killing effect.

Li Tiangang stopped running when he was about three meters away from the trap. Although he desperately wanted to stop, the force of inertia pushed him on, stepping into the air.

He fell to the bottom of the pit in a semi-lateral position.

Two bamboo sticks pierced the abdomen, one penetrated the left leg, two were crushed at the waist, and another was crushed when the head was smashed.

Another one was inserted diagonally from the right ear, penetrated the cheek, and the head rolled to break it, and the tip pierced the mouth in reverse, slitting the tongue and piercing the nostril barbly.

The real lethal ones were the two bamboo sticks that pierced the throat. One severed the esophagus, and the other severed the arteries.

The sun had set, and the vast earth was engulfed in darkness.

There was no light around, but Yang Tianhong could feel that there were many blurry white shadows gathering towards here.

It is the ghosts who call the grave their home and huddle inside the tombstone.

They couldn't actually do any harm to themselves, and Yang Tianhong focused his gaze on the dying Li Tiangang, and just stared intently.

His mouth was open, blood and saliva gushing out uncontrollably.

With his mouth open, he struggled to close, apparently trying to speak, but couldn't.

The copper lock gives Yang Tianhong some special abilities, such as having normal vision in dark environments.

He knew very well what Li Tiangang wanted to say at the moment.

To sum it up simply, it's "why".

In another world, Yang Tianhong has watched a lot of film and television works, and summed up a hard truth———— many villains die very aggrieved. Obviously, he had beaten the opponent to the ground, dying and dying, but at the last moment, he was suddenly infected with the chatter virus, chattering and wanting to show his IQ, and explaining in detail the conspiracy he had weaved, causing the opponent to have enough time to recover and fight back.

Yang Tianhong was squatting next to the trap at the moment, just to watch Li Tiangang's breath of life disappear little by little and confirm that he was really dead.

After a few minutes, Li Tiangang stopped moving.

A faint white smoke slowly rose from the corpse, which quickly condensed into a human form.

This is his soul, which stays around the corpse for seven days, and then becomes a yin ghost.

Seeing this, Yang Tianhong nodded slightly with satisfaction and turned to leave.