, bumped into someone unknown through a burning piece of clothing, and rolled down to the depths of the ground together.

Throwing Cat Er into the thief's hole, You Fang moved without any hesitation or pause. He threw all the corn stalks, corn ears and debris scattered around into the hole, and then lit two sticks tied with zha medicine.

He also threw it down - it was what was left by the big bald man when he blew up the gangster cave.

There was a loud and muffled sound in the cave, the surrounding ground shook slightly, and a crash came from deep underground. It was the sound of the cobblestone layer at the bottom of the cave collapsing. It was also mixed with wails and screams. It was impossible to tell who made it.

, half of the entrance to the robbery cave, two feet above the ground, collapsed.

Immediately afterwards, these sounds became inaudible, because the traveler brought a heavy object from the field ridge and blocked the entrance of the robbery cave, as if the two worlds of yin and yang were separated. This was a round sewer manhole cover, heavy

The thick cast iron texture was stolen by them on the way here, and they were going to use it to seal the theft hole after finishing their work.

You Fang did not leave immediately. He picked up a military shovel next to the hole and carefully shoveled up the loose soil nearby to fill the bell mouth above the manhole cover. Then he carefully transplanted the corn plants back with the root soil.

.These were shoveled aside before they dug the hole. Even the shape of the soil was intact and could be put back together. Finally, they wiped the gaps in the soil with their toes, leaving almost no trace.

The surrounding wind seems to be getting stronger, and the corn leaves are rustling; the clouds in the sky seem to be thicker, and there are only a few faint white spots left on the moon; the night seems to be darker, and there are always ups and downs of various colors floating in front of my eyes.

, even if you close your eyes - this is a hallucination phenomenon in the dark.

The cornfield has returned to its original state, just like the crazy fox, the big bald head, the decadent cat, and the second cat have never appeared, and nothing happened tonight! You Fang half-crouched in the field holding the military shovel upside down, and gulped.

He was panting and wanted to vomit but nothing could come out.

He suddenly felt very cold and couldn't help but shiver. His hands were shaking and he could hardly hold the military shovel. Only then did he realize that he had been sweating all over his body without realizing it. At this moment, he felt relaxed and his sweat was blown away by the wind.

I feel cold all over my body - the weather in early autumn shouldn't be so cold.

The entrance to the Robber's Cave was buried more than two feet deep. Even during spring plowing, it could not be discovered. Even if the people below were not dead, they would not be able to come out. The large tomb buried deep underground for more than 600 years will once again be discovered by people.

disappeared from sight. The moment the cave entrance was covered, it was said that it was impossible to hear the sounds from the ground anymore, but there was always a faint moaning sound in You Fang's ears, just like the thin chirping of mosquitoes.

This must be an illusion. It was the first time in his life to kill someone and set him on fire. Even if he did it cleanly and gracefully and calmly from beginning to end, the shock and impact in his heart was indescribable. He knew that the mad fox was not dead yet, at least not yet.

Before the manhole cover was closed, the faint voice of the mad fox came from the half-collapsed hole: "You, you, even if I turn into a ghost, I won't let you go!"

You Fang seemed to be talking to himself at that time and replied: "If there were really evil ghosts in the world, you would have been torn into pieces!"

The curse of the mad fox is ridiculous. A gangster who made his fortune by robbing tombs has disturbed countless undead souls sleeping underground in his life. If there were really evil ghosts who could take revenge, they would have died long ago without a burial place. Is it his turn to scare people?

The mad fox was still shouting hoarsely: "You will have your retribution!"

You Fang shouted coldly: "Does Mr. Fox believe this too?"

"Now that I believe it, you have to believe it too... If there was no retribution in the world, how could I die in your hands?..." This was the last voice that You Fang heard from Kuang Hu, and then he had tightened the manhole cover. Waiting for everything

After calming down, the voice of the crazy fox always seemed to linger in my ears, as annoying as mosquitoes that couldn't be driven away.

You Fang felt chills in his heart and his mind was a little confused. He shook his head vigorously, stood up and left the cornfield, taking away all the relics, except for the military shovel and the one that fell to the ground during the fight.

The jade tablet and the wooden box containing the dagger. These two antiquities did not belong to the owner of the tomb nor to the mad fox. They were left behind by tomb robbers of unknown age. By chance, the big bald man took them up and saw them again.

The matter was not over yet. You Fang had to erase all traces. He came to a hidden open space next to National Highway 104 and drove out a light truck filled with bottles and cans. This car was Mao Er's deck.

You Fang drove the second-hand car south, looked back at the cornfield, and said silently in his heart: "Please rest in peace, Mr. Wu, my little friend has avenged you!"

As for where Mr. Wu was buried, since Kuanghu didn’t say it, I’m afraid it will always remain a mystery, just like the place where Kuanghu and others were buried, who except You Fang would know?

Passing by a village, a military shovel was thrown casually into the fields. The shovel was of high quality and would be picked up by nearby farmers at dawn and taken home.

After driving ten kilometers away, the tourist stopped and threw a bunch of things into the garbage pile on the side of the road. They were the relics of Kuang Hu and others, including the clothes they were going to change after committing the crime and various documents. In addition to cash, the wallets of several people

He left it behind and threw away the credit card. He sprinkled gasoline on it and lit it. When the fireworks started, he had already turned around and headed north.

After another twenty kilometers and passing a three-way intersection, You Fang turned left and drove a short distance. There was a toll station at the corner ahead. He parked the car on the side of the road, carefully cleaned the traces in the cab, and carried a

The travel bag abandoned the car and walked. At this time, the eastern sky was already dim, and he was like a passerby who got up early and entered the city.

He walked back to the fork in the road and continued on the other way. There were roosters crowing and cows lowing in the distance. There were very few pedestrians on the road, which is when most people sleep the deepest before dawn.

At that moment, the light was still very dim, and the road in the distance was dimly visible.

There was only the echo of footsteps in his ears, and it always felt harsh when stepping on the asphalt road. You Fang had never realized that the sound of his footsteps could sound so heavy before, and there was a bit of emptiness in the heavyness. It had both a knocking sound and a

The rustling echo has a very strange feeling.

There was a reason why You Fang listened intently to the footsteps. Ever since he left the cornfield, he always felt like he was being followed, as if there was a pair of invisible eyes in the dark always staring at him. He looked in the rearview mirror while driving.

I checked it many times and was very sure that there were no other cars on the road at that time, but after I got off the car and walked, this feeling not only did not disappear but became stronger and stronger.
Chapter completed!