The sky was getting brighter, and everything around me was clearly visible as a result. Da Mao woke up after applying the dressing, and I helped him sit against the wall. The silly girl who had not slept all night fell asleep on the spot with a big grin after eating the candy. The men who were tied up by me were already on the verge of collapse in fright after witnessing the murder of the female ghost, and at this moment I am afraid that I can scare a few of them to death if I take something out of my bag and dangle it in front of them.

Although Da Mao seems to be in bad spirits, his mood is much more stable, and after Jia Ma Dan left, I asked Da Mao, what should we do now? Da Mao said, I'm fine here now, there will be no danger, although I am seriously injured, but my kung fu is still there, if someone comes here to check what happened last night, I will fascinate his eyes. You go to the county town and write your anonymous letter to the public security organ to report, as for your hair, it's better for you to decide by yourself.

As far as I am concerned, I actually have the intention to let go of the sky and have a way to live, because I know that if he is sent to the law strictly, it is estimated that his behavior of inciting and subverting the social stability situation, even if he is not shot to the correct law, I am afraid that the rest of his life can only be spent within the high walls, at this moment I have completely calmed down, in a peaceful environment, people are always easy to fall into memories, I recall many things that we passed together when we were children.

So I found a rope from the house, and tied his hands and feet while he was still awake, and then I grabbed the iron scissors that had been welded to the thighs of the earth because of the coagulation of blood, and slowly began to pull them out. It was similar to the pain I had suffered when I stabbed him in the thigh, and he soon woke up in pain, but perhaps because of injury or blood loss, his screaming sounded hoarse and weak. After struggling a few times, he found that he had been tied up by me, so he looked at me blankly, and simply stopped struggling.

After pulling out the scissors, blood began to ooze from the legs of the earth. The whole thigh was already swollen and high, like a balloon that was blowing up, holding the trouser leg bulging. I tore open the pant leg of the floor and exposed his wounds, which had become infected after so long. So I bandaged him a little, and then asked him, brother, I will give you one last chance, if you can repent, today as a brother can give you another chance, let you go back, I will put a curse on you, if you repeat the same mistake in the future, this curse will immediately back, let you bleed to death in seven holes.

I deliberately said it so seriously, this is to tell the earth what the consequences will be, but you still have a chance to start over, be a good person, and be a common person. But after Di Baotian heard it, his nostrils suddenly retracted a few times, and then his nose and eyes turned red, and he said to me with a crying voice, Brother Situ, everything is over, even if you let me go back today, I will still be hunted down, and I have come to this point, there is no way back, I can only go all the way to the dark, whether I live or die, just leave it to fate.

Judging from his tone and tone, in fact, in the long time before today, Di Baotian actually had doubts in his heart, and even doubted whether his approach was right or wrong, but the reason for convincing himself every time was that he was already deeply involved and couldn't extricate himself at all. Rather than change the hexagram temporarily, it is better to keep going. This is probably the so-called being a good person to be a good person is well known, and being a bad person is to make people fearful.

So I persuaded a few more words, and Di Baotian's attitude suddenly became resolute, he said that the matter had come to this point, and he did not ask for any leniency, if he did the right thing, then God would not punish him, but if he was imprisoned or even sentenced to be shot, it means that it was wrong to do so a long time ago, and the responsibility he suffered was the price of these mistakes.

I am glad that Bao Tian is much more mature and rational than when we were separated, but I am sad that when I realize all this, it is a time when we are on opposite sides and have to distinguish between right and wrong.

So I stopped persuading him and dragged the woman's body aside, her death was hideous and terrifying, but people who were scared to death by ghosts would be afraid of ghosts, so the possibility of becoming a ghost was actually not very large, even if it really changed, Da Mao also had a way to deal with it. Then I fed water to all the people present, and then I told Da Mao that if there were good people who came to watch, you should find a way to deal with it, and then I patted the dust on my body and headed in the direction of the county seat.

When I arrived at the gate of the county public security bureau, I received a pen and paper from a nearby supply and marketing cooperative, and wrote an anonymous letter, the content of the anonymous letter did not mention a word about the ghost market in Sanchuan, but only said that someone was armed with a gun, and now there is a dead person, where is the address, and so on. At the end of the letter, he mentioned that he wanted to trace down the forces behind it, because it was reported that it was related to reactionary forces. After writing the letter, I walked to the door of the Public Security Bureau, pretended to be the person who reported the crime, and put the letter on the receptionist's table.

Soon I rushed back to Da Mao, who said that during my departure, some nearby villagers did come to check, but they were all blinded by themselves and saw nothing. I told him that the police would be investigating this place soon, so let's leave. I stood up and woke up the silly girl who was still asleep, and then asked, little sister, we are leaving, would you like to go with this brother? After saying that, I pointed at Da Mao. The silly girl slept in a daze, stared at Da Mao for a long time and asked, is there still a lot of sugar to eat?

I didn't speak, I lowered my head and sighed, and turned my head to look at Da Mao, he also looked sad, but I knew in my heart that if Da Mao left this girl to fend for himself at this moment, with his character, it would not be possible. Da Maoqiang pretended to smile and said, Yes, you can eat a lot of candy every day, do you want to go?

This scene is a bit like the feeling of abducting and selling women, but I know that Da Mao's words are actually making his own decision, this decision is very cruel, and there are deep regrets, but since Da Mao chose it himself, there will be no chance of regret in the future, and everything left needs to be proved with the rest of his life and all his time and dedication.

Before leaving, I said goodbye to Di Baotian, who collapsed on the ground, and then I helped Da Mao and took the silly girl in the direction of the county seat.

That was also the last time I saw Di Baotian, as for what his ending was, I actually don't know, because when I first went to the county seat to deliver anonymous letters, I once noticed that there was a Chinese medicine shop on the street, so I put Da Mao in the medicine store, and rushed back to the courtyard non-stop, and found that there were armed cars of the military and police parked outside, as well as the white-clothed doctor in the hospital, so I knew that Di Baotian and this group of people were taken over by the government, and what the consequences would be, I don't know, and I don't want to know.

Da Mao stayed in Pixian County to treat gunshot wounds, and stayed for more than half a month, so I accompanied him as a matter of course, and I would pay attention to his injuries every day, until Lang Zhong told me that after resting for a few more days, I would be able to withstand the bumps of the long-distance car, and I discussed with Da Mao that I would leave home after three days. I've been here for almost a month, and a lot has happened, and although the motives that prompted us to investigate in the first place have now been satisfactorily resolved, and the bad guys have been punished accordingly, I always feel that there is something that is not perfect.

So one day before Da Mao and I left, I sneaked back to the edge of the earthen bridge, observed that there was no one around, and then got into the bamboo forest of the Mandarin Duck Formation, and returned to the Sanchuan Ghost City again. This time, I wasn't here to investigate anything, and I wasn't sneaky, most of the vendors were resting during the day, so I set a fire across the hill from behind the houses on both sides of the long street, and before the fire got bigger, I began to pretend that I had found the fire, and ran down the street shouting and shouting, talking about the fire, everyone run away!

Sanchuan ghost market is full of abandoned houses, almost on fire, those who were originally set up at night and rested during the day vendors were so troubled by me, so they all fled, because the nearest water source in this place is only a small stream, daily drinking water can only barely be satisfied, is completely unable to use to fight fires. The closest to here and with enough water to fight the fire is the ditch on the edge of the bamboo forest.

In fact, these were calculated long ago when I set this fire. So soon, the fire was soaring, and I estimated that I wiped a handful of black charcoal on my face, as if I was thinking about everyone, and began to incite everyone to say, masters, this fire is out of control, everyone run away! So soon a few people gave up fighting the fire and fled with me, and people are like that, when someone starts to take the lead in something, the rest of the people will follow suit.

This is my first time setting a fire, and it was a deliberate one. Everyone was panicked, but there were no casualties, and when everyone had fled the bamboo forest, I saw a puff of smoke rising from the top of the bamboo forest in the distance, which was proof that the fire was still spreading. I took advantage of the chaos and slipped away, because I knew that the fire had attracted the attention of everyone around, including those who lived near the earthen bridge, and that someone would go without me calling the police to put out the fire.

Sanchuan Ghost City, just like that, under my nameless fire, was burned.