I closed my eyes and thought about the scenes at Li Yingkui's house. Although the mountain people were very hospitable, I always felt that they were a little too hospitable. The old lady never said a word and went to bed with her granddaughter. And the old man chatted with us, just to drink a bowl of wine? I thought that the greedy look of the old man when he smelled the wine was not fake, but he only took a sip. How could a person who loves to drink be so reserved when encountering good wine? And...
Suddenly, a light flashed in my mind, and I remembered why the old man sat there motionless when he was dying? You know, the power of the spirit fox claws digging into his stomach was so great, how could he still stand still? Moreover, why didn't the old couple scream? This was too strange. Even if Qu Mo acted too quickly, he had to understand one thing. The stomach was not a fatal part. If it hadn't attacked the brain, throat or heart, he wouldn't have died immediately.
There was something wrong with the old couple. I might have been blinded and didn't see that they were not human! After figuring this out, I thought back to what happened before I entered the house. When I arrived at their door, all the lights were off except for their house. It was obvious that they had set a trap in advance, waiting for us to jump in. As a result, we really jumped in.
After realizing that the person we killed might not be a human, my mind became clearer and my brain became more flexible. The old man said that Mr. Ma came back yesterday. I guess he thought we were coming to the Bailing Sect’s lair, so he came back before us. Maybe it was last night that Fat Winter Melon replaced the old couple Li Yingkui! But only the five of us knew about coming to Yunnan, otherwise it must be a dead rat. How did Fat Winter Melon know
Lingxi is on the west side of the mountain. It is a large cemetery. Someone has already dug a big pit there. The people in the mountains are really honest. I think the pit is enough to bury ten people alive.
"Are we really going to be buried alive?" Shen Bing asked with a sniffle.
"It seems so." I said casually, but my mind was quickly thinking of a solution.
"You can discuss with them whether you can change the way you die, so that it is more painful." Shen Bing said.
Wang Zijun curled his lips and said, "They only have shovels. If they use them to kill us, we might be disfigured."
"Oh, forget it." This girl would rather be buried alive than have her face disfigured.
Lu Fei turned around and looked at Qu Mo and said with a smile: "We can finally die together."
Wang Zijun was still not happy: "Qu Mo and I died together, so get out of here later."
The villagers pushed us into the pit, cursing at us for talking so much nonsense. A few people picked up shovels and started throwing dirt down. We couldn't even open our eyes, let alone speak. My heart sank. Were we really going to be buried alive? This time, I wanted to use the three beauties in the little white flag to save my life, but it didn't work. My entire back was taken away.
Just when he was feeling depressed, he suddenly thought of a solution and called out, "Li Yingkui, you're here?"
The villagers who were throwing dirt with shovels were stunned and stopped filling the dirt. After all, it was late at night. Who wouldn't be afraid when they heard the dead coming in the cemetery? Especially since several villages nearby were often haunted by evil spirits. With Mr. Ma around, everyone believed that there were ghosts in this world.
I tried my best to open my eyes. Seeing them looking around nervously, I couldn't help but laugh, so I continued to shout, "Li Yingkui, tell me clearly what happened. Who killed you?"
Qu Mo opened his eyes and asked me quietly, "Are they really here?"