The years of reselling the haunted house

Chapter 984

It seemed that the ground in front of the tomb was not difficult to dig. The little mason worked hard without stopping for a moment, using both spades and picks.

Under the moonlight, in front of the tall tomb, the small figure of the little stonemason was lonely, holding a shovel and a pick, and there was a kind of tragic color.

I don't know why I feel this way.And the little mason has been digging that piece of land for a while, so I wondered if I should rush over at this time, grab the little mason and ask him what happened.

At this moment, the little stonemason suddenly stopped digging and stretched out his hand to lift the cloth off the cart he pushed.He struggled to lift the contents of the car and moved them into the pit he had dug.

It looked like he was going to bury the contents of the car.

At this time, I felt that I couldn't wait any longer. This little stonemason was originally sent by the superior to repair the stone lion on the Kunzhou Bridge, but he did these small tricks behind his back. The contents of the car came to the tomb of the unknown prince.

In any case, his actions have exceeded the scope of his duties here.And his behavior is definitely a shameful act.At this moment, if you don't stop him, Meng Baolu probably won't agree.

In fact, Meng Baolu has been staring at the little mason for a long time, waiting for my order.He was also afraid that rushing out rashly would ruin my plan.

I signaled to Meng Baolu, and the two of us separated and outflanked the little mason from two directions.

The little stonemason was working dully, and the sound of working covered our footsteps.

Soon, Meng Baolu and I approached the little mason.

Under the light of the moon, I found that the little mason had dug a long and narrow earth pit, and the things on the car were buried in the pit, which had been covered with a thin layer of soil.The little mason was still struggling to shovel and bury it, panting and sweating profusely.

"What are you doing?" Meng Baolu couldn't hold back, rushed up first, and yelled.

This sudden sound scared the little stonemason who was concentrating on his work, screamed, and sat down on the ground.

However, the little mason's reaction was fast enough. After sitting on the ground, he turned over and jumped up again, took the shovel in his hand, and stared at Meng Baolu vigilantly.

Meng Baolu got out from the grass, pointed at the little mason, and pointed at the pit, and asked sharply, "What are you burying secretly? Who told you to do it?"

I was still hiding in the grass, and the little mason turned his head to look, probably because he was nervous and didn't notice me.He wiped the sweat from his head and found that Meng Baolu was the only one. He weighed the shovel in his hand, gritted his teeth and said, "You found this by yourself. If you find this, don't blame me. "

As he said that, the little mason picked up his shovel and rushed up, apparently intending to chop Meng Baolu to death here.

I felt a chill in my heart, feeling that this matter should be serious.What the hell is the little stonemason doing, so that he would have the idea of ​​killing someone to silence him.And what he wanted to kill was the old village head of this village.

Although the little stonemason is thin, he is still a young man. The old village head Meng Baolu must be unable to resist and avoid the little stonemason's shovel.

Fearing that something might happen to Meng Baolu, I quickly ran out of the grass and kicked the little mason.

The little mason's attention was completely on the old village chief's side, and he didn't have any defenses. This foot firmly kicked me on the buttocks.

"Oh my god." The little mason threw his shovel away, and a dog gnawed his shit and lay on the ground.

I stepped forward and stepped on the back of the little mason, and cut his two arms backwards. It may have been too much force, which made the little mason scream in pain.

Although this little stonemason acted strangely, he also seemed to be a bit wise.Because the corpse aura spreading in the village failed to infect him.But to me, he is just a child under 20 years old, and he still can't control his emotions.And he doesn't have much skill, he is not my opponent in melee combat.

Although the little mason was under my control, he was still struggling violently, cursing endlessly.

Meng Baolu came over, turned the piece of rag out of the little mason's cart, tore it into several pieces, and tied the little mason's arms.

"You guys dare to follow me, let me go quickly, dare to arrest me, do you know the consequences?"

The little stonemason was also an unyielding guy. After being tied up, he still refused to give up and cursed.

The little mason's arms were tightly bound, so I asked Meng Baolu to watch him, and I picked up the shovel and went to the edge of the pit that the little mason had just dug.

"Hey, I advise you not to touch that pit, or you will be more attractive..."

The little mason watched me reach the edge of the pit, and raised his voice and shouted.

Meng Baolu kicked the little mason angrily: "Be honest. I'm afraid you're a ghost."

I squatted by the pit, ready to shovel off that layer of floating soil with a shovel, and wanted to see what the little mason had buried just now.

When the shovel was shoveled down, it felt that the thing underneath was hard, like a stone or something.

Fortunately, the little mason had not had time to fill the hole with more soil, so I cleared out the thin layer of soil above it with little effort.

When the floating soil was gradually cleared away, and the contents of the pit were gradually revealed, I found a person lying impressively under the moonlight.

It's just that the man is not a real person, but another stone man.

When the stone man appeared, I thought it was another stone statue of a general.After I turned on the headlight to shine on the face of the stone man in the pit, I realized that the man's attire was similar to that of modern people, not an ancient costume.And the size is one size smaller than that of a normal person, about the height of a child's body.Otherwise, a small mason alone should not be able to move it.

"It's over, it's over, you don't listen to me, let him see the moonlight again, you are going to be unlucky, you are going to be unlucky..."

The little mason kept repeating these words.

I glanced at the little mason and found that his eyes were fixed on the pit.

"Hey, what happened to the stone man you buried?" I found that the stone man in the pit hadn't changed as the little mason said, so I turned around and questioned the little mason.

The little mason pouted: "Why should I tell you?"

Meng Baolu became anxious, pointed at the little mason's nose, and said, "You little brat, who sent you here? Tell me, where did the stone man come from?"

With disdain on his face, the little mason resolutely bit Meng Baolu's outstretched finger.

Thanks to Meng Baolu's timely withdrawal, otherwise, if this sip continues, it is not certain whether his fingers will be there or not.

Meng Baolu scolded: "Oh, you little bastard, did you give me some face?"

(End of this chapter)