Zhangjialou Pingxie Hezhi

Let me say a little thing first:

There is a carpenter surnamed Li at the east end of Yucun Village, who is good at hooping barrels.How about the wooden barrel he hooped? I have never seen it. Now that technology is advanced, everyone uses plastic basins. He stopped hooping barrels ten years ago and switched to doing some carpentry work, such as making coffins for people.

For professional reasons, no one wants to live close to him.He doesn't have many relatives or friends. He has nothing to do on weekdays. When he is free, he goes fishing by the lake. I bumped into him a few times and greeted him from a distance.

People in the village call him Lao Li, and children like to joke around and call him Coffin Li.

This afternoon, the neighbor's aunt yelled, and the fat man yelled back impatiently, only to hear the people next door say that Lao Li was dead, and the body was found beside three stone piers at the foot of the mountain.

Hearing the news, Fatty and I looked at each other and walked outside. There were already many people rushing to the east to watch the excitement.

The dirt road outside the yard was not easy to walk, so the fat man and I rode bicycles and followed the crowd slowly.

Boyouping was not there, he went up the mountain in the morning, and there were three stone blocks beside the road he had to pass to go up the mountain.

The road was piled up with large stones after being polished, and it was repaired surprisingly neatly. The craftsmanship did not look like a modern creation. Some old people said that it was a mountain road built by a squire for his ancestral house 200 years ago.

I don't really believe this statement, because there are no houses on the mountain at all.Fatty thinks that it is a meritorious road to the temple on the mountain, just like the Japanese Shinto, but there is no temple on the mountain.

Poker-face didn't express his opinion, but it could be seen that he liked this road very much.

I have some doubts. He went up the mountain in the morning, and Lao Li's body was found on the side of the road in the afternoon. Is there any connection between them?

But Boyouping won't come back for a while, and there is no signal on the mountain, so we can't contact him. We don't have telepathy, so we can't tell what happened.But since Poker Finger didn't come back, this incident probably has nothing to do with him. I still believe him and think it should be a coincidence. This time, I went there with the mentality of watching the excitement.

I told Fatty my thoughts, and he nodded in agreement, saying it made sense.

The house Lao Li lives in is very dilapidated. It is still the small second-story mud brick building in the 80s. Drink some water.

A simple mourning hall was built with woven bags at the door, and there was a table inside, an incense burner on the table, and some apples and pears beside it.

Fatty and I bowed three times before stepping aside to make room for the people behind us.The fat man has become a half-official, and although Lao Li's affairs are not under his control, he has consciously entered the house to be courteous.I stood outside and listened to the speeches of the relatives and friends of the Li family.

Someone offered a cigarette, I took a look, and it was still a soft yellow building, so I couldn't help but "tsk".The man thought that I thought the cigarette was not high enough, so he immediately took away the Yellow Crane Tower I had taken, and replaced it with a 1916 with a gold edge. , but there was no expression on his face.

The man smiled and thought I was satisfied, so he introduced himself, saying that he was Lao Li's nephew and lived in a neighboring village.

I looked at him, and found that he was not dressed richly, and his gestures were not extravagant. He looked like an ordinary young man.But the explosive 1916 he handed over, although the price is clearly marked at 100 a pack, is very difficult to buy, and it can be sold for 150 or more on the market. He doesn’t seem to be able to afford this kind of cigarette people.

And he was very generous when he handed the cigarette, without any heartache. I'm sure he doesn't know me or know my identity, and there is no such thing as wanting to curry favor with me.

From this, I roughly guessed some things, so I followed his words and said: "I am Wu Xie, and I live in the west. My brother has a very good relationship with your uncle. When I heard that there was no one, I hurried over Look, he just went in, and I'm waiting outside."

After lighting the cigarette, we found a corner to stand and smoke.

The communication between men is very easy when there are cigarettes and alcohol, but the communication between us is very problematic, like Poker Bottle, which neither smokes alcohol nor allows me to drink it. It basically depends on body language.

Fortunately, Xiao Li is not such a stuffy jar that is rarely seen in a century. I brought up a little topic, and he said everything like pouring beans.

It turned out that Lao Li had two older sisters, but they both married outside. The closest one to him was his cousin's family in the neighboring village, and Xiao Li was his cousin's child.His two older sisters were married a little far away, and they couldn't make it today, but they would arrive tomorrow.

Xiao Li has never met this uncle before. He only knows that he has a bad temper. It is for buying furniture, and they will give red envelopes to the juniors during the holidays.

I looked at the low and crooked one-story house in front of me, and I really couldn’t tell where the house had been renovated. I hadn’t entered the house, so I didn’t know how the furniture was inside, but I found it very strange. I have been in Yucun for a long time. I have never seen Lao Li's business boom, and I always feel that his money is not clear, which is very suspicious.

Xiao Li looked confused, very similar to Wang Meng from more than ten years ago. If I asked him, I would definitely not be able to find anything. I thought to myself, I just saw the fat man coming out, so I called him to come this way.Xiao Li enthusiastically gave him a 1916, the fat man took it, told Xiao Li that his mother asked him to come in, and dragged me away.

I saw that the fat man had a strange expression on his face, so I asked him what happened when we got home.

On the road, his expression was sometimes dignified and sometimes confused. It was very strange to see this kind of expression on his face. The last time I saw it was when the village director asked him to organize an activity for women in the village to dance yangko and play waist drums during the New Year.

The fat man lit a cigarette, took a puff, and said, "I think it's a little strange."

I said: "The word strange is written on your face."

He sighed, and said, "I really think it's really weird."

I became impatient, so I took the initiative to ask: "Is there something in the room? What did you see in it, a coffin? Are you suffering from an occupational disease?"

Yucun is a relatively remote area, and the government will not take care of the coffin burial of the dead.

However, the environment in that room should not be enough to evoke memories of the fat man. He has been staying with us all the time, talking about the original turbulent years, and frankly said that he has no regrets.But the fat man is a generation older than me, and he is more superstitious. Now that he has become a female director, he may have turned into an official fan. When he saw this coffin, he wanted to get promoted and get rich. Sun Mo wondered how to kick the old village secretary. some type of.

The fat man didn't know what I was thinking, and his expression was very tangled. After a while, he said that he heard some conversations in the main room and thought there was something wrong, but it should have nothing to do with Poker Ping.

Fatty's intuition is very accurate. After hearing what he said, I became nervous. I might not have taken it to heart before, but it is different now. I haven't spared time to go to Nanjing to confirm.

"You don't even look at what the Qizhier of my old Wu's family is like." I can urge him after a gossip.

With a "tsk", he put out his cigarette and started talking.

Fatty is very sensitive to the structure of the house because he was engaged in the renovation of the shop in Beijing some time ago.

As soon as he entered the main room of Li's house, he found that the house was built in a cold way. The main room was divided into two halves, the front was for receiving guests, and the back was used as a bedroom. The door of the bedroom opened on the left side, which was very well done hidden.

Lao Li's coffin was not placed in the main room. He went to inquire and found out that it was placed in the back, because people died violently, and according to his family's rules, no outsiders could be seen when the coffin was dead.

Fatty thought he was here all the time, and it would be unconventional to leave after staying for a while, so he just talked dick with people he knew in the main room.He was about to go directly to the bedroom just now, but he was stopped, so he stood closest to the bedroom door, and he could see the slightly lower part of the bedroom door from the side. He glanced at it and found that although the main room was paved with cement , but the floor in the bedroom is still muddy and untouched. I think that Old Li may be very concerned about face, and he insists on paving the main room to meet people even if he has no money.

Because we are foreigners, although we are very popular here, there is still an indescribable gap between us and the locals.I basically don't feel it in my daily life, but it becomes especially obvious when encountering major events such as birth, old age, illness and death.

Fatty stood next to a group of people and could barely speak. He felt bored and planned to leave after a while.

Just when he was about to go to the door of the bedroom and say hello to the Li family, he suddenly heard a burst of heart-piercing crying from the quiet bedroom.

The voice was not loud, and the people next to him were talking all the time, but they didn't hear them. The fat man thought it was his auditory hallucinations. He squatted in the office with some menopausal aunts all day long, and he finally went crazy. Then he heard a woman's voice from the bedroom:

"Uncle...not right...catch...the mountain! Impossible!"

"No...Go and see...I don't recognize you..."

Then the woman started crying again. After hearing this, the fat man felt that something was wrong, and he was not in the mood to continue standing. He said hello to those people and hurried out.

I wrote down the two sentences that the fat man heard, and found that a few scattered words can form countless meanings, for example, "My uncle died unexpectedly, no, he died while being arrested (rape), and he died in the mountains. Impossible! (Because I don’t have a little aunt at all)” or “No, go see that fat man outside, the female director? I don’t know, (Where did the pheasant come from to add drama to myself?)”.

There must be some other clues to figure out the meaning of these two sentences. I wrote "The bedroom is a bit lower" at the bottom, and then wrote "No entry to see".

I asked: "Do you know where Lao Li is originally from? Why did he die so violently that no one would be allowed to go in? Are you afraid of scaring us?"

The fat man shook his head and said that he also found it very strange. After traveling around for so many years, he had never seen a similar custom. Moreover, the Li family's ancestors lived in Yu Village for three generations. It stands to reason that there is no such particularity at all.

I let out an "ah" and immediately realized what was wrong with this matter.

The people in the Li family told a lie and prevented others from entering their bedroom. Part of the reason was Lao Li's sudden death, but it had nothing to do with customs, they just didn't want people to see the body.

Why not let them see it?Is it because it is too scary, or is there another reason?The body was found at the foot of the mountain. The woman in the bedroom said the words "grabbed" and "mountain", which probably meant that Lao Li died on the mountain after being scratched.They were secretive, probably because Lao Li caught some protected animals, but they were killed instead.

If you don't die, you won't die, I thought to myself, and after explaining the general reasoning to the fat man, I asked him when the meal would be served.

I was carrying my bag and walking on the small road that Pokerfing used to take up the mountain. I was still dizzy, and I didn't understand what happened.

After eating, I saw that it was still early, so I sat in the small courtyard for a while, and the fat man went out to visit. I was a little bored by myself, and I thought about what happened in the afternoon.

In fact, this is just a trivial matter. I have read a lot of them over the years of birth, old age, illness and death, and I am already a little numb.People are always going to die. The difference is whether they kill themselves or are killed by others. Anyway, neither of these is a good thing.

Those who have the ability to go up the mountain, like a bottle of oil, can't kill themselves.If you want to poach without the ability, you can only die at the foot of the mountain like Lao Li.

To sum it up in my heart, I suddenly remembered, what kind of beast did Lao Li encounter, so he didn't even have time to escape, and died at the foot of the mountain?Anyway, he is also a carpenter, so he must have a lot of strength.

I was startled, I thought things were not that simple, Poker Bottle was still on the mountain, so on impulse, I called Fatty and went out.

I looked at my watch, it was 06:30 in the afternoon, the light was still relatively sufficient, and it was dark and late in summer, and the sun didn't set until after [-]:[-].I decided to go back as soon as [-]:[-], regardless of whether I found any traces of Poker Bottle, otherwise it would be too unsafe. I didn’t bring any equipment with me, only a bag that I usually carry.

Poker bottle should be able to settle everything by himself, I went to him just to ask for peace of mind.

If he can't settle down, while criticizing him with the "Summer Safety Knowledge Education Manual for Primary School Students", I will also consider whether to disqualify him from joining Wu's family and marry him instead.

After thinking about it, Pokerfing sat on the small bench expressionlessly, facing the blackboard and reading the precautions word by word. I almost laughed out loud and tried my best to hold back.On the mountain, even at the foot of the mountain, there are many uncertain factors. There are no forest rangers on the mountain behind Yucun. It is said that it was because the poisonous insects and miasma were too strong to survive the night. Later, all the birds and animals were killed, so there is no need for them. .

However, in recent years, the local government has attached great importance to ecological protection, and there have been more wild animals on the mountain. Poker-Face occasionally came back with pheasants or rabbits.

Lao Li may have encountered jackals or leopards who came back. These things are nocturnal, and they will come out after dark.I now have a flashlight with me to scare them off.

As I was walking, three big stones appeared on the side of the road.These three stones are piled together, they are all about the same size, the surface is bumpy and uneven, it looks like a big monster at night, I don't know if Poker Face has been frightened by it.

There is a hole next to the stone, and the weeds growing on it have been pressed into a mark, vaguely in the shape of a human being.

I guess Lao Li was lying there before, but he didn't go there, and stood and watched for a while.

The pit is not deep, it's just sunken a little, and there are traces of mud turning around the edge. What's strange is that there is no blood stain around it.If Lao Li was bitten to death by a wild animal, he would definitely bleed, because poisonous snakes do not leave claw marks on the human body.

Has anyone cleaned up the traces here?The only people who would do this kind of thing seem to be the police comrades, but since Lao Li went up the mountain to poach, his family members called the police seemed a bit stupid, and they didn't even let him leave with peace of mind. Is there any deep hatred?After excluding this possibility, there is only one thing I can think of: this is not the scene of the first crime, someone touched Lao Li's body.

Is it a stuffy oil bottle?

I "tsk", a little reluctant to think about him.

I really can't understand, if Poker-Face moved the body, why didn't he just go down the mountain to call the police and find Li's family?He looks pure and kind, the aunt in the police station must be more inclined to him, and will not regard him as a murderer.If it doesn't work, you can still go home. Have you read so many sentences "Go home and find Wu Xie" to him, but have you been ignored?

It can't be that there is not enough time, otherwise he wouldn't care about Lao Li.

There must be a reason for Boyouping to do this, I thought to myself, I feel a little bad.He has time to move the body down, but he can't tell us, and he has to go back up the mountain, is that okay?Is he really on the mountain?

Thinking about it, I didn't pay attention for a while, I almost tripped over the steps.

After exaggeratingly shouting, I suddenly realized that the surroundings were too quiet, and I didn't even hear the sound of insects chirping.

The path up the mountain is so narrow that only two people can stand side by side.If one person wants to go up the mountain and the other wants to go down, you can only let one person stop first and make way sideways.Moreover, the steps are built very steeply, exceeding [-] degrees. After climbing for a while, you have to stop and rest for a while, otherwise the kneecaps can't bear it.

I stood on the side, not panting, but my back was wet with sweat.The amount of exercise now is not enough for me to be out of breath. Ten years ago, I would be panting like a cow even if the oil bottle chased me after me.

The terrain on the mountain is relatively high, and there is still a little light on the road, but the environment is still relatively dark, which is not suitable for searching.I am not only a little short-sighted, but also a little night blind. I haven't taken cod liver oil recently, and the relapse is severe.

The front entered the halfway up the mountain, full of mountains and forests, unlike some places with a wide view at the bottom of the mountain.I looked at the blurry scene where the tree shadows fell, and hesitated whether to move forward, but thinking of the silent road behind me, I was a little apprehensive.

Go a little further, and there should be an intersection where there is another way down the mountain, so you don't have to go back the same way.That road leads to the other side of the village, as Pokerfing told me, it's just a little farther away from home.

Making up my mind, I continued to walk forward, and when I entered the woods, I took out the flashlight from the bag and turned it on.

The flashlight Jane is not the original wolf eye. The accidental injury rate was too high when I woke up at night. I replaced it with a normal Deli, which can be charged by pressing, but the light range and brightness are not large.In order to detect the surrounding situation, I can only hold it and dangle it.

Dangling around, I found a place with darker shadows not far from the roadside. I walked over and looked, and found that it was a small road that was stepped on by people.

This road must have appeared recently, because the grass on the ground was still there, and it was not withered, it was just broken. The sunken grass was about a palm wide, and it showed an intermittent appearance, indicating that only one person would walk this way. way.

Those who will go this way are either Lao Li or Poker Bottle.

I think it must be Lao Li, because Poker-Face usually tells me what he did when he went up the mountain.We sometimes lie in bed and have nothing to do, so we will chat for a while. Although Boyouping doesn't talk much, I know the general situation and can speculate on the details.I believe him, it is impossible to step on a road by myself, or find a small road without telling me, it is not ten years ago.

Why did Lao Li go this way?

Could it be that this road leads to some gathering place of second-level protected animals, and he goes up every day to touch bird eggs and catch cubs?I'm an animal over there, and I want to beat him to death too, it's too wicked to do such a thing.

If you catch this kind of national second-class protected animal, you will be in a hurry, otherwise, after they suffocate to death at home, not only will the price not be high, but the smell coming from the house will be reported to the village committee by the neighbors, bad luck Just went in and squatted.But I haven't seen Lao Li coming in and out of the village recently. To be precise, I haven't seen him in the village at all.

The mountains depend on the mountains to eat, and the only valuable things on the mountains are game and medicinal materials.The climate in Yucun can’t grow ginseng and ganoderma. If it’s Tai Sui, it’s not worth Lao Li going back and forth to the mountain so many times. OK.

There is only one possibility left.

Turn a corner and walk towards the small road. If this is the case, it is considered to be my current major, so I have to check.

The second tree on the left has a very familiar symbol on the white bark.

The meaning of this sign, Boyouping, was once explained to me. It was originally a German word: sehrwichtig, which means very important. Later, some people felt that writing so many words was too embarrassing, so it was simplified as a sign.

Seeing this logo, a complex emotion came to mind.Fuck it, I cursed through gritted teeth, and couldn't help snapping my fingers again.

Sure enough, it has something to do with Ya, I thought to myself, after I go back, I have to pry off the cap of his bottle no matter what.

As mentioned earlier, there are generally only two valuable things on the mountain, and this is for ordinary people.For us Tufuzi, the most valuable thing on the mountain is the ancient tomb buried underground.

I didn't consider this kind of situation at first, because Lao Li is a local and grew up here since he was a child, so he didn't have the opportunity to get in touch with our industry.

The second is that the surrounding environment of Yu Village is quite special, which is a typical karst landform. This kind of landform is easy to form karst caves. There are groundwater, stalactites, etc. in it. The stratum is not stable, so it is not suitable for burying people.Whoever is buried in it will have a problem with the Fengshui master who hired him. The level is estimated to be at the same level as the fat man. Not to mention the search for dragon acupuncture points, the topography must have not been learned well, and he came out to fool some rich people with a lot of money.

It's hard to say what's buried in the ancient tomb in front of me. I'm in the mountains myself, so I can't see the geomantic omen here.

There must be a lot of artifacts inside, otherwise Lao Li would not go back and forth to the mountains again and again.Ordinary people’s psychological endurance is not so great at all. Once they go in, they may have nightmares for several nights in a row. Unlike people from a “noble family” like us, who were frightened when they were young, they feel like walking around in the bucket for a few laps. It's closer than my own home.

It is certain that Lao Li went in for money, and his family's sudden wealth must have something to do with it.

The old man must have dug up this bucket a long time ago. I don't know if he discovered it by accident when he was setting a trap in the mountains, or if he had planned it for a long time. Anyway, he gradually overcome his psychological fear. The artifact is too big to be tempting.He went up to the mountain to get some every few days. He didn't dare to take too much at a time. He was afraid of being discovered, and he didn't dare to sell it when he got it. If he gets rich, he will become rich, and those artifacts will also benefit the relatives of the family.

He must have sold one or two before, saved a little money, painted the living room at home, bought a few packs of good cigarettes, and maybe wine, that's all the old man's hobbies are.

The bag of 1916 that Xiao Li was holding was also bought by his uncle.

This uncle is a bit hard to do, I thought to myself, a little strange: since Lao Li went in for money, why did Boyouping go in?He is definitely not for the Ming weapon, and he has not been possessed by the fat man. Could it be that there are zongzi in it?

But I didn't go in either, and if there were zongzi, Lao Li would have been frightened to death a long time ago. It's impossible that the body was just thrown at the foot of the mountain today.

Now it is certain that the corpse was moved away by Poyouping. As for the reason, I am still not clear, but let's just think that he is learning from Lei Feng and doing good deeds every day.

The flashlight Jane looked to the side, and saw some blood splatters on the leaves beside her, but not many.The blood has dried completely and turned black, forming a thin layer of blisters on the leaves, which can be scraped off with a little force.

The blood was stained with dwarf shrubs. I made a gesture. Lao Li may have been scratched on his upper limbs. The blood dripped down the road. He didn’t have good emergency measures. The bottle was already hung up when it was found.

No culture is terrible.

I feel a little pathetic for him, but considering what he's done in the past, he doesn't seem too innocent.

I turned around and looked around, and said "Hey": I couldn't see any blood on the way I came, but there was more blood on the road ahead.

After Lao Li was injured, he did not choose to go down the mountain, but walked forward.I realized right away that I had imagined things to be too simple.

I scanned the entrance of the hole with the flashlight, and I found that this is not a robbery cave, the robbery caves are all inclined downwards, and this hole is almost horizontal, it is a karst cave.

I have calmed down, and I was not surprised when I saw the cave. Instead, I felt a sense of relief: my previous guesses and inferences were all overturned.

Casually blinded by what the fat man heard at Li's house, I thought it was a coincidence, so I preconceived and assumed that Lao Li was "dead" by something.As for the reason why he went up the mountain, it may be related to the recent ecological restoration, that is, to go poaching, but he was killed on the way.

In fact, Zhe Li might not have been caught to death by that kind of thing. He was in danger and injured but instead of going down the mountain, he ran back, indicating that there was something in the cave that could protect him.

It couldn't be a potion to repel animals, because that thing had only one deterrent effect, and it was only valid for a short period of time.Then it can only be that there is a mechanism in the cave. Lao Li may have triggered it before, knowing that it is still lethal, so he lured the beast that attacked him into the cave.

Even if you are as boring as black glasses, you will not just set up a lethal mechanism in one place, so there must be a bucket in the cave, and it is quite fat.

The original opening of this bucket is not the entrance of this cave, it may be on the other side of the mountain.The place was still good when it was built, but later because of geological movement, water erosion, or simply bean curd dregs engineering, the wall of the tomb in Douli collapsed, and all the artifacts inside were washed out by water.

This year, the rain was heavy, and some of them were washed out of the cave and fell outside, which Lao Li saw.

It turned out to be like this.Once I figured this out, it wasn't surprising.

Old Li may be the same as me, he was mistaken by his cleverness, but the ending was much worse than mine, he was accidentally injured by the agency and died inside.But Poker-Face followed the bloodstains to find this place, found this human tragedy, and decided to send Lao Li down first, and then turn back to dismantle the mechanism, so as not to accidentally injure other people. Anyway, he has always been warm-hearted about Daodou. Knowing is good or bad.

I don't know if Poker Bottle is still inside, so I walked to the entrance of the cave and called out "Old Zhang", the echo rang several times, but no one answered, and I called out "Old Zhang" a few more times And "Stuffy Oil Bottle", and no man in blue rushed out to KO me: he was no longer inside.

He may have taken a different path when going down the mountain, staggered with me.I thought to myself, turned around and was about to leave, but within a few steps, I heard some rustling sounds around me.

Damn, was there a voice-activated mechanism in ancient times?Before I could figure it out, I subconsciously turned to the side, and a gust of wind passed by me at such a fast speed that I could only see a yellow afterimage with my naked eyes.

Damn it, Lao Li died before his mother died before he left school.The beast that attacked him hadn't died yet, this bucket was indeed a tofu project, and all the mechanisms were fucking useless.I yelled, and threw out the bag in my hand first. The animal was smashed, and before I could take a closer look at its appearance, I reflexively rolled to the side to avoid the attack of the other one.

Fuck me, it's still a gang fight.I pulled out the big white dog leg pinned to the side from the back of my waist, and wanted to chop off the side to teach them that it is wrong to fight and bully others, but the back of my head hurt and my eyes went black.

When I opened my eyes, I thought I was having a nightmare.

The first thing I saw was the fat man's big face, pouring water.

I blinked and couldn't believe it. I remember that I was knocked unconscious. According to the plot, I should be tied up and locked in a small dark room, listening to the kidnapper chattering. On the phone, call Poker, but Poker doesn’t answer, call Dahua, Dahua says the ransom is more than 10 yuan, you just tear up the ticket, call the fat man, the fat man will call the dumb dad to copy the guy. ...

Coughing in a trance, I got up from the bed and found that my head still hurts. It seems that this is not a dream.

"Yo, you're awake." The fat man turned his head to greet him, and saw Poker Bottle standing at the door. He didn't come in when he heard the greeting, but his face was ugly. I think it's not good. Old Zhang might be angry.

There was no other way for a while, I waved to Poker Ping, he ignored me as a sick person, and went out in a principled manner, I sighed, and heard the fat man gloated and said, "Your old Wu family daughter-in-law", still making fun of what I said earlier.

I poked him with my elbow and asked what happened, didn't I get knocked out?Why did you go back to your own home as soon as you woke up, and you were still lying on the bed of the oil bottle?This script is not right, have I time-traveled, is it 2017 or 2117?

The fat man handed me a glass of water and said that I was carried back by Poker Bottle.

When I called him, the signal was not very good. He couldn't hear what I was saying, so he called back several times, but I didn't have a signal on the mountain, and I couldn't get through.When he was in a hurry, Pokerfing came back with mud marks all over his body. He looked a bit embarrassed. He heard that I ran up the mountain, and his face changed. He copied the guy and ran outside. The fat man was a step behind , When I went up, I saw that Poker Bottle was already walking back with my back on his back.

I asked him if he had seen the yellow beast on the mountain. The fat man shook his head and said that he had only reached the halfway up the mountain when he came across the Poker Bottle.

Fatty just missed the most important part.I'm sure I wasn't stunned by the oil bottle, and I didn't get any illusions, that thing can't be arranged in an open place like the entrance of the cave.Just as I was thinking about it, the fat man suddenly gave a lewd laugh, patted my shoulder, and went out.

It was Boyouping who came in, and he was still carrying a bowl of porridge. It seems that he just went out and was not looking for some kind of family stick or something to shake up his husband... I felt a little guilty, so I quickly sat up straight and raised my hands Head, said to him: "I was wrong."

He probably didn't expect me to be cowarded so quickly and with such a sincere attitude, he froze for a moment and didn't say anything, he handed me the porridge and asked me to drink it first.

After serving the bowl obediently, I noticed that his complexion improved a lot, but he was still cold.

Having been with him for a long time, I know that he is just putting on a show, and he will heal after a while. Maybe it turns out that his facial expressions are less and his muscles are rigid.

Anyway, I don't admit that he is trying to kill me, I thought to myself, took a spoonful of white porridge, and found a little minced meat hidden under it, looking at the uneven appearance, I knew it was Pokerfase's handwriting.I was a little hesitant, wondering if he forgot to put salt this time, just as he was about to put it in his mouth, I caught a glimpse of Poker Bottle finally unable to stretch himself, and said: "Little—"

Be careful.He paused and continued.

I said "ah" and saw him glaring at me, with a sense of blame in it, so I didn't say much, and obediently played the role of Wu Baobao.

After two sips, the porridge was a bit too salty, it seemed that there was too much salt, I frowned, and was seen by Poker Bottle, he breathed a sigh of relief, handed me a glass of water, and started to talk about me What happens when you pass out.

First of all, the person who knocked me unconscious from behind was Zhang Tate, and those yellow beasts were the lynxes he raised.

This person is very fatal. A few years ago, the Zhang family sent people into the mountains to find him, hoping that he could return to Hong Kong and receive treatment.He refused, because he felt that he was too out of touch with the world, so he might as well stay in the mountains all the time, Banai didn't need him to guard him, so he wandered around in a fairy-tale manner.

In fact, I didn't guess the whole picture of the whole thing. From the beginning, my beginning was wrong: the whole thing didn't start with Lao Li's accident, but a long time ago, the first spring rain of this year washed away Zhang's design. organ.

The menacing torrents washed some of the famous artifacts left by the Zhang family out of the cave, and they were seen by Lao Li. This Lao Li took some and sold them in the city, but was targeted by others.

The person who was following him was a member of the Wang family's offshoot. This person was not deeply involved, so he was not eliminated at the time.He found out the origin of these artifacts, lost his mind, killed Lao Li, put on his mask, and lurked in the village.

The strange bedroom that the fat man saw in Li's house before was because the Wang family dug and built randomly underneath, but the IQ was not enough to provide reasonable support, which led to subsidence, so the ground was lower.

I repeated the two sentences that Fatty heard to Poker Finger, and he immediately said that when the Wang family died in the cave, the mask on his face had fallen off, and the woman might mean this There was something wrong with him, he didn't look like Lao Li, but she couldn't be sure, because she hadn't seen Lao Li for many years, and she didn't remember his appearance very much.

And Zhang Tate followed the Wang family all the way to Yucun, had a face-to-face meeting with Poker Finger, and thought the problem was solved, so he wanted to leave here.

At that time, Pokerfing had already arrived home, and I was at the entrance of the cave. Zhang Tate thought that I was wandering around in that place and wanted to go in, so he knocked me out.

When Poker-Face arrived, he was about to drag me down the mountain