Yang Kun pulled me up from the ladder.

"What did you call me just now? What's there?"

I ignored him.

When I patted the soil, I took a shovel and ran to the back of the house, where the soil was poured.

Following the place where I found the bad down jacket last time, I dug a few shovels down with a shovel and soon found a square wooden board.

Use a shovel to pry open the wood board, and a large hole with a diameter of about 60 cm was exposed on the ground.

I waved my hand to drive away the dust and watched with a flashlight.

The height is about 4 meters, and I happened to see the unfinished corpse lying in the thief hole.

I speculate that the person who died should be the fat man with a round face in the photo. The water pump burned the photo, but even if there was one, it was useless and could not recognize it at all.

"Who is this person? How did he die?"

"Is it because of my accomplices?"

This 100-meter thief hole that was discovered accidentally was definitely not dug by one person, but by one group of people.

What happened at that time? The group of people left in a hurry before they even finished the backfilling process.

This dead fat man, his body is underneath and his clothes are above.

Is there an accomplice from above who wanted to pull him up, but he couldn't pull him up, so he just pulled up a down jacket?

Is there any secret hidden in the underground palace under the Kaiyuan Temple Pagoda?

Yang Kun coughed and said, "Brother Xiang, you have many ideas. Now such a sudden incident happened. In your opinion, what should we do next?"

I shook my head and said, "I don't know, please let me think about it."

"Brother Pump, I'm afraid, there is a dead person, is he the fat man in the photo?"

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, brother is here, Tingting is not afraid."

There are still a bunch of snakes in the cave that have not been cleaned up, so I will definitely not be able to do it anymore. I will finish the work for the time being.

It was around three o'clock in the middle of the night when I returned to the second floor. I didn't know where the water pump was going. I lay on the bed and turned over, but couldn't sleep.

Suddenly I wanted to go to the bathroom, so I got up and put on my clothes and went downstairs.

Before I could walk to the toilet door, I suddenly heard Tingting's low voice.

"Oh... Brother Pump, I'm irritated..."

The water pump said, "It's okay if it's numb, it's okay if it's numb."

I didn't dare to disturb me, so I thought about going to the door to solve it.

I opened the door and walked to the wall to untied my pants and put water on it. At this time, the cold wind blew and my mind became clear.

Anyway, I couldn't sleep, so I didn't rush to go upstairs. I sat on the steps and took out a cigarette and lit it, thinking about my thoughts as I smoked.

It would be great if I were Conan. There is only one truth, the key is that I don’t have that brain.

It was late at night and I could hear any movement. I was smoking and thinking about things, but suddenly I heard a rustling sound coming from behind.

I turned my head and rubbed my eyes, thinking I was dazzled.

It was dark and tinged. I saw that there was an old white-haired man squatting in the garden not far away.

The old man squatted against me on the edge of the crabapple lace.

I saw him squatting there, holding the water pipe with both hands, motionless.
Chapter completed!