Daomu Biji

Chapter 15: The fat man in the crevice

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Xiao Hua immediately whistled, "Take a shovel!" With a clatter, the young guys pulled off their backpacks, took out the guys and rushed over, acting very swiftly, obviously Pan Zi trained very well.

These people knew what was going on as soon as they looked closer. I was limited by my mask status, so I couldn’t do it. I could only watch from the side. Under the command of Xiaohua, they immediately used a shovel and a masonry hammer to move it. Block gap.

Soon I found out that although the color of the stones around the gap looked exactly the same as the rock, it lacked a lot in hardness. After a few prying, the stones around the cracks were completely cracked. I fiddled with the broken stones with my hands. To one side, the crack quickly changed back to its width when I crawled out.

After that, it became extremely difficult to smash the hole again. I was surprised. The sight before me was a means of disguising. The ring on the crevice seemed to be a rock growing out of wound healing, but it was not a stone at all. , But a material softer than stone. However, it looks exactly like a stone, and even the texture is almost the same.

I didn't have time to think about it, the fat man was dragged out of it, and an extremely unpleasant smell was brought out from the inside. When dragging the fat man, the fat man was motionless and seemed to have completely lost consciousness.

He was at least a circle thinner than when I saw him before. He looked a little waisted. He was covered in dark green mud. His eyes were wide open, as if he was dead, but I went up to feel his pulse. At the time, the pulse was still very strong.

Several people hurriedly carried it to a well-ventilated place by the lake. The fat man was extremely heavy. Several times, a few people with less strength couldn't hold it. They threw the fat man on the ground, and the people watching were worried.

After dragging it to the lake and putting on the steam light, I could fully see the fat man’s embarrassment. The fat man himself is not good-looking. The most serious look is already very sloppy, but now it seems that the zongzi has just been dug out from the coffin. All the clothes on her body are in strips. He was covered in green mud, Xiao Hua fetched water from the lake to wash him, and the exposed skin was full of egg-sized sores.

"Fuck, this is a sick pig." A guy whispered softly.

"Is he dead? Why doesn't he move." Someone patted the fat man's face and was held by me. Xiao Hua called someone who could see a doctor to come over and give him a checkup.

I saw that "dumb sister" came over, took a look at me, tied up my hair, and leaned over for the fat man to check. At this time, I didn't care to avoid suspicion, bit the bullet and watched. In the mask, the head is jumping, but fortunately they can't see it.

"Sister Dumb" cut the fat man's clothes, and halfway through the cut, we saw an amazing scene. The fat man's stomach was covered with countless blood marks with his nails.

Although I can't tell the rules at a glance, I can see at a glance that these marks carry very obvious laws. Sister Yu used a wet towel to wipe the fat off the blood, looking for more deadly wounds. I watched the blood stains removed, and found that the blood stains were extremely finely carved, one after another, on his stomach, describing a totem-like pattern.

"Is this a word?" someone said: "There are a few words written on this fat man's stomach."

"Sister Du" continued to check the scratches on the fat man’s stomach. There were more covered by clothes. These clothes were no longer available. She cut them all the way. I saw that there were more scratches on the fat man’s lower abdomen. The mark, the outer contour shape of the whole grain, does look like text.

This kind of scratch should be caused by scratching the skin with a sharp object with moderate strength.

I picked up the fat man's hand, and sure enough, I saw sharp triangles on his own fingers with his thumb nails.

It seems that the fat man carved these marks himself. Although the fat man himself is muddy, it is not something ordinary people can do to carve so many nails on his stomach. What does he want to express

The first part is already scabs. Obviously, the time span of all the strokes is very long. The time for the first stroke to reach the stomach is at least seven days ago, and the latest one still has blood stains.

I thought about it and said to Xiaohua: "We might be able to see what was written when we stood up, and put him aside."

Saying that we stepped back a few steps and turned a few directions along the fat man to look, I tilted my head and still couldn't understand.

"Turn over his clothes to see if there is something." I told the surroundings, maybe his clothes would have any hint.

A few people hurriedly flattened the cut out of the torn clothes and looked for it. At this time, "Sister Dumb" said: "Find a distance, don't get in the way here."

Only then did I realize that the fat man didn't know what was going on, and immediately waved to make them retreat, and Xiao Hua walked aside with people.

I was worried about the fat man, so I lowered my voice and asked the dumb sister: "Is he in danger?"

Sister Du pressed the Fatty’s neck and didn’t answer me. I thought she was counting her pulse, so she didn’t dare to ask any more. After waiting, she let go and said, "You are finally willing to talk to me?"

Damn, my brain buzzed, how should I answer these words, I was worried about the fat man again, and didn't want to turn around and run away.

My mind flashed, I was thinking about how the third uncle’s character would accept this kind of words. I know what he was like when he was eating, drinking, and gambling, but I don’t know what his feelings for this girl are, nor do I know. How does he contact women in private.

After holding back for a long time without answering, she rolled the fat man’s eyelids and didn’t look at me, but she still said, “I don’t care what you are doing this time. Only those idiots believe you, but I believe you have your reasons for doing things. But you're back, why didn't you come to me in the first place."

"Wang Baqiu and Lao Liu..." I paused for a while.

"It's not a day or two that they want to oppose you." Sister Du said, "Can't I help you? Except for your crazy pan, you really don't believe it, do you?"

"I don't want you to participate this time." My legs were trembling a little. I didn't expect to be so stressful to lie to a woman, so I immediately lit a cigarette. She hadn't smoked it yet, she turned around and snatched the cigarette and pinched it off the stone. "Since the throat has been operated on, don't smoke so much."

I smirked, this is a mistress, this is obviously the style of Zhenggong Niangniang, but I think it is quite good, if the third uncle is still alive, he does need someone to take care of it, but it is a pity that he is still alive or dead.

"You haven't explained it to me yet." She touched the fat man's bones.

"It's a bit complicated..." I thought about how to say, if I tell her the truth, I am her nephew, can she agree to be on my side? It's hard to say. I think it's difficult for her to even believe. The things that Sanshu and I have experienced in the past few years are not understandable by ordinary people. If she thinks it is a conspiracy, we will be even more troublesome. "I think you… "

Before she finished speaking, she didn't know where she touched Fatty. Suddenly Fatty grabbed her hand. She was taken aback and exclaimed.

Obviously the fat man was using a lot of strength, and she couldn't get rid of it, so she heard the fat man start to talk nonsense almost convulsively.

His pronunciation was extremely vague. I went up and held his hand, pulled his hand away from the dumb sister’s wrist, and leaned over to listen.

He speaks. After listening to it for a long time, I could tell what he was talking about, and the whole body's hair was lifted up with a burst of heat.

When the people around heard the movement, they thought something was wrong, and they all gathered around.

"What did he say?" Xiaohua asked me when she brought the medicine pack in from outside.

I said: "He said they are still alive, but the situation is very dangerous, let us go down to rescue them immediately."

"They are alive, trying to save people."

In fact, the fat man said these eight words. He kept talking, completely unclear. He must be very familiar with the tone of his speech in order to be able to understand it. Fortunately, I am that kind of person.

Suddenly I felt a sense of collapse.

Fuck, the fat man treated himself as a note, he came out to report the letter.

Can't tell whether it is gratification, anxiety, ecstasy or any emotion. I used to be in a state of faintly worried about the people underneath and tried not to think about it, because I really didn’t know what was going on, so I could only try my best not to be emotional, but now I’m sitting down and I don’t know what emotions to express. .

The fat man kept talking. The whole person entered a state of epilepsy. I had to lean down and whispered in my own voice beside the fat man's ear: "I'm naive, I heard it."

After saying it several times, his hand grasping my wrist slowly relaxed, and his whole body slowly limp, and he seemed to be in a coma again.

"What picture?" Xiaohua asked me, "Where is there a picture?"

I looked at the fat man's stomach, the directly carved marks on it, I now know what it is. "Find someone to trace all these patterns."