Maoshan Ghostbusters

Lao Zhou naturally couldn't hear the cynicism of the female ghosts, he hunched his waist and dug vigorously.

The soil under the tree is still soft, Lao Zhou digs down with a shovel, and the dark soil is thrown out of the pit by him. Lao Zhou, who is nearly sixty years old, has worked unambiguously, choking and digging in a few seconds. Half a meter deep is obviously not enough. Naturally, the deeper the pit, the better.

You know, when the police are looking for corpses, they will use police dogs. The noses of police dogs are very smart, and they can catch even the slightest smell. But Ye Tian brought a cat with them.

The Siamese cat that looked like a small meat ball suddenly appeared in front of Lao Zhou.

"That nasty little thing is actually wearing a police uniform! It was the little fat cat who found Bai Xiaorou's long hair, didn't it? This little fat cat's nose seems to be better than a police dog. With it there, I must dig the hole. It needs to be deeper."

Lao Zhou Xu finished talking, bending down and digging again.

Zeng Yuqing tweeted, "Sister Xiaorou, this old beast mentioned your long hair again."

Bai Xiaorou smiled, "Well, I have been annoyed that my body was moved by Zhou Xiaoguang in time, but at the same time I heard Zhou Xiaoguang and his son being anxious about the hair that I dropped in the grave. After all, as long as I commit a crime, it is impossible to achieve a perfect murder. This is an indisputable fact. Even if the criminals who think they are clever cover up, they will always leave clues on the scene."

As the pit was dug deeper and deeper, standing by the side of the pit was no longer difficult to dig, so Lao Zhou jumped into the pit and continued digging.

Fortunately, it was cloudy today, and I didn't feel so hot yet. It was just right for work. If the scorching sun digs a big hole, it will kill people.

"This weather is suitable for work, but it's a pity that there is no wind. A little wind will be perfect."

Lao Zhou set up a pergola and looked at the sun. The sun was hiding behind the clouds, showing only a faint light.

Lao Zhou digs and digs.

After a while, Lao Zhou dug a pit more than two meters deep under the old locust tree. He stood in the pit and compared, "Is this pit deep enough? I won’t be found by that little fat cat again." Right?"

Lao Zhou struggled to crawl out of the pit and poke the shovel on the soft soil around the pit.

After a short rest, he came to the side of Sister Luo's body. When his hand touched her body, he found that the body was cold and hard.

Lao Zhou frowned, and when he died, he became as hard as a rock so quickly.

Lao Zhou reached out and tried, and found that dragging a hard and heavy corpse felt almost the same as dragging a large iron block.

He dragged Sister Luo's stiff body to the side of the pit, which was only 30 centimeters away from the side of the pit. Lao Zhou deliberately dug the pit beside her corpse because she was too heavy to move her, so Lao Zhou used the strength of feeding to drag the corpse to the side of the pit and then pushed it down.

The corpse fell into the pit with a loud bang, like the sound of a heavy stone pier hitting the ground, and the ground even trembled.

The little nurse was surprised and said, "Wow, how many catties is this sister Luo? If people fall into the pit, the ground will shake."

Zeng Yuqing said, "Doesn't she know how to lose weight? Eat like this?"

Bai Xiaorou hissed, "The two elder sisters, both of them are dead, and they are still mourning and changing. Don't talk about her gossip."

Old Zhou smiled bitterly at the corpse of Sister Luo in the deep pit, "I'm sorry, Sister Luo, I hope you can forgive me, if it wasn't for the old black beast who secretly exchanged the note, maybe I would really marry you. We two are in this life It is destined to have no chance."

Zeng Yuqing sneered, "Huh! Now it's too late to say these things. Why didn't I think about it when I was laying the bricks."

Lao Zhou sighed, walked to the place where Sister Luo's body was before, and picked up the blood-stained album on the ground. Those old and yellowed photos recorded all Sister Luo's love for him, but now, the photos are sweet. The peach heart symbol and smiling face are like signs of mockery, stabbing Lao Zhou with unspeakable pain.

Lao Zhou sighed, lifted the corners of his clothes to wipe the blood from the photos, put the album back into the convenience bag, and then walked to the side of the pit with the convenience bag and threw it into the pit.

The convenience bag banged down on Sister Luo, making a muffled noise.

"Let this album accompany you forever."

Zeng Yuqing said, "This kind of man is really inferior to a beast. Sister Luo loved him so much that he was beaten to death by him, and she refused to even keep the token of love. It is simply too much."

The little nurse said, "In my opinion, it's not that he refuses to stay, but that he himself is now a fugitive and his life is not guaranteed. How can he keep the love token."

Bai Xiaorou nodded, "I agree with the nurse sister's opinion. I think Lao Zhou is really pitiful. His life was completely ruined by Lao Hei. Of course, he himself did not take active remedial measures."

The little nurse said, "I wonder if you feel that the old head of the field is also responsible for Lao Zhou able to get to this point."

Zeng Yuqing and Bai Xiaorou said in unison, "The old director? Why is there something to do with the old director? The old director is so kind and tolerant, why do you say that the old director is not?"

The little nurse smiled and said, "It is because the old farmer is kind-hearted and didn't expel Lao Hei, so that insidious guys like Lao He stay by Lao Zhou's side, will there be the tragedy that the note was changed and Sister Luo was killed by mistake."

Zeng Yuqing said, "In fact, thinking about it carefully, it still makes sense. If the old head of the field was cruel and fired the old man, at least now Sister Luo will not die."

At this moment, meowing came from the entrance of the passage.

Meow--meow--

When Lao Zhou heard this, he was taken aback, turned his head abruptly, looked at the entrance of the passage, gritted his teeth and said, "You hate little fat cat, don't come over!"

The little nurse smiled, "It's lively now. What if the little fat cat ran over and saw two dead bodies?"

Zeng Yuqing said, "Then wait and see."

Meow--meow--

Although I didn't see where the kitten was, but listening to the voice to judge, it should be near the passage.

As Lao Zhou was approaching the enemy, he grabbed the shovel in anger and walked towards the entrance of the passage.

"Come on, little fat cat, as long as you dare to run out, I will shovel your head off."

Bai Xiaorou took a breath of fright when she heard this, "Why do Lao Zhou and his son hate that little fat cat so much?"

The little nurse smiled, "It goes without saying that this cat always spoils their good deeds. It is the little fat cat who finds Cui Cui and that hair. Of course they hate it. By the way, I don’t like that little fat cat either. Going into the stairwell and pretending to play with me, when I get a needle to pierce someone, it ran out to make trouble. It's really annoying."

Zeng Yuqing laughed loudly, "The little cat was angry with the nurse girl before, and always rushed to smash her syringe."