Daomu Biji

I was surprised and happy, and immediately shouted to the side: "Come on, someone, pry this gap open! It's one of our own inside!"

I shouted to everyone around me, and Xiaohua immediately whistled, "Get the shovel!" With a crash, several young men tore open their backpacks, took out the tools and rushed over. The movements were very quick. It was obvious that Pan Zi had trained very well.

These people knew what was going on when they got closer. I was wearing a mask and was unable to do anything, so I could only watch from the side. Under Xiaohua’s command, they immediately used shovels and masonry hammers to pry the block gaps.

I soon discovered that although the color of the stones around the gap looked exactly the same as the rocks, they were much less hard. After a few pries, all the stones around the crack were cracked. I fiddled with the gravel with my hands. To the side, the crack quickly returned to the width it had been when I climbed out.

After that, it became extremely difficult to make the hole bigger. I was surprised. The scene in front of me was a means of concealment. The circle of rocks around the gap seemed to be like a wound healing. In fact, it was not a stone at all. , but a substance softer than stone. However, it looks exactly like stone, even the texture is almost the same.

I didn't have time to think about it carefully, the fat man was dragged out from inside, and an extremely unpleasant smell was brought out from inside. When the fat man was dragged, the fat man remained motionless and seemed to have completely lost consciousness.

He was at least a little thinner than when I saw him before. He looked almost waist-high. He was covered in dark green sludge. His eyes were so wide open that he seemed dead. But I went up to feel his pulse. , my pulse was still beating very strongly.

Several people hurriedly carried it to a place with good air circulation by the lake. The fat man was extremely heavy, and several people with weaker strength could not catch it several times. Throwing the fat man to the ground made people heartbroken.

Drag it all the way to the lake and put on a gas lamp. Only then did I fully see the embarrassment of the fat man. The fat man himself was not good-looking. The most serious appearance was already very sloppy, but now it looked like a rice dumpling had just been dug out of the coffin, and the clothes on his body were in pieces. His body was covered with green mud. Xiaohua fetched water from the lake to wash him down. The exposed skin was covered with sores the size of eggs.

"**, this is a sick pig." A waiter said softly.

"Is he dead? Why don't you move?" Someone patted the fat man's face, and I pulled him away. Xiaohua asked the doctor to come over and check the fat man.

I saw the "mute sister" coming over, took one look at me, tied up her hair, and leaned over to check the fat man. At this time, I didn't care about avoiding suspicion anymore, so I forced myself to watch from the side. Inside the mask, his head was pounding, but fortunately they couldn't see it.

"Silly Sister" cut the fat man's clothes open. Halfway through the cut, we all saw an astonishing scene. The fat man's belly was covered with countless bloody marks scratched deeply with his fingernails.

Although it doesn’t make sense at first glance.

But I can still see at a glance that these marks have very obvious patterns. Sister Ya used a wet towel to carefully wipe away the blood stains on Fatty, looking for more fatal wounds. I watched the blood stains being removed and found that the blood marks were carved extremely finely. The blood marks described a totem-like pattern on his stomach.

"Are these words?" Someone said, "This fat man has several words written on his belly."

"Silly Sister" continued to examine the scratches on the fat man's belly, and there were more that were covered by clothes. These clothes were no longer available, so she cut them all off. Sure enough, I saw more scratches on the fat man's lower abdomen, the outline of the entire pattern. It does look like words.

Such scratches should be caused by scratching the skin with a sharp object using moderate force.

I picked up the fat man's hand, and sure enough, I saw sharp triangles formed on his thumb nails.

It seems that these marks were carved by the fat man himself. Although the fat man himself is very muddy, carving so many marks on his belly with his nails is not something ordinary people can do. What does he want to express?

The first part was already scabbed, and it was obvious that all the strokes were carved over a long period of time. The first stroke on the stomach was at least seven days ago, and the latest one was still stained with blood.

I thought about it and said to Xiao Hua: "Maybe we can understand what is written when we stand up and put him aside."

After that, we took a few steps back and looked in several directions along the fat man's direction. I tilted my head, but I still couldn't understand.

"Look through his clothes and see if there's anything there." I asked around, maybe there would be some clues in his clothes.

Several people were in a hurry, flattening out the cut-off tattered clothes and looking for them. At this time, "Silly Sister" spoke: "Look further away, don't get in the way here."

Only then did I realize that the fat man didn't know what to do, so I immediately waved them away, and Xiaohua led them to the side.

I was worried about Fatty, so I lowered my voice and asked Sister Du, "Is he in danger?"

Sister Ya held the fat man's neck and didn't answer me. I thought she was counting his pulse and didn't dare to ask anymore. After waiting, she let go and said, "Are you finally willing to talk to me?"

Damn it, my mind was buzzing, how should I answer this, and I was worried about Fatty and didn't want to turn around and run away.

My mind flashed, and I thought about the third uncle's character, how he would respond to such words. I know what he looks like when he is eating, drinking, whoring and gambling, but I don't know what his feelings are for this girl, nor do I know How does he interact with women in private.

After holding back her answer for a long time, she rolled Fatty's eyelids without looking at me, but still said: "I don't care what you did during this period. Only those idiots believe what you say, but I believe you have your reasons for doing things. But when you came back, why didn’t you come to me as soon as possible.”

"Ba Qiu and Lao Liu..." I hesitated.

"It's not been a day or two since they turned against you." Sister Du said, "Can't I help you? You really don't trust anyone except that crazy Pan of yours, right?"

"I don't want you to participate this time." My legs were shaking a little. I didn't expect that it would be so stressful to lie to a woman, so I immediately lit a cigarette. Before she could smoke it, she turned around, snatched the cigarette away, and pinched it on a stone. "Since you've had surgery on your throat, don't smoke so much."

I laughed dryly, this is not a mistress, this is clearly the style of a royal empress. However, I think it is quite good. If the third uncle is still alive, he does need someone to take care of him, but it is a pity that his life or death is uncertain now.

"You haven't explained it to me yet." She touched the fat man's bones.

"Things are a little complicated..." I was thinking about what to say. If I tell her the truth, I am her nephew. Can she agree to stand on my side? It's hard to say. I think it's hard for her to even believe it. What my uncle and I have experienced in the past few years is not something that ordinary people can understand. If she thinks this is a conspiracy, we will be in even more trouble. "I think you……"

Before she finished speaking, she didn't know where she pressed Fatty. Suddenly Fatty grabbed her hand. She was startled and screamed.

The fat man obviously used a lot of strength, and she couldn't break free, so she heard the fat man almost twitching and started talking nonsense.

His pronunciation was extremely slurred. I went up to hold his hand, pulled his hand away from the dumb sister's wrist, and leaned over to listen.

He speaks. After listening for a long time, I finally figured out what he was talking about. A wave of heat suddenly made all the hairs on my body stand up.

When the people around heard the noise, they thought something had happened, and they all gathered around.

"What did he say?" Xiaohua came in with a medical bag from outside and asked me.

I said: "He said they are still alive, but the situation is very dangerous. Let us go down and rescue them immediately."

"They are alive and following the pictures to save people."

In fact, what the fat man said was these eight words. He kept saying it and couldn't understand it at all. You have to be very familiar with the tone of his speech to understand it. Fortunately, I am that kind of person.

At that moment, I suddenly felt exhausted.

**, the fat man regarded himself as a note, and he came out to report the news.

I couldn't tell whether it was relief, anxiety, ecstasy or any other emotion. I used to be in a state of being vaguely worried about the people below and tried not to think about it, because I really didn’t know what would happen next, so I could only try not to express my emotions. Now that I have become more confident, I don’t know what emotions to express. .

The fat man kept talking, and his whole body entered a state of epilepsy. I had no choice but to lean down and whisper in my own voice in the fat man's ear: "I am naive, I heard it."

After saying it a few times, his hand that held my wrist slowly relaxed, and his whole body slowly became limp, as if he had fallen into a coma again.

"What picture?" Xiaohua asked me, "Where can I find the picture to follow?"

I looked at the fat man's belly and saw the direct marks on it. Now I knew what they were. "Quickly find someone to trace all these patterns." To be continued