Guanzhong Tomb Robbery Notes

Chapter 442: Run, penetrate the chest country

Han Bin was frightened by the constant sound of doors opening.

With trembling lips, she cried out, "I, I don't know either!"

"I didn't hear my father-in-law say where the Yu family is."

Ma Dong's face suddenly darkened, and he raised his fist and shouted, "It's almost a matter of life and death, and you're still hiding it and refusing to tell me?"

"Believe it or not, I'll beat you so badly that even your parents won't recognize you!"

Han Bin shrank his head and hid behind me.

She said in a plaintive voice, "I'm not hiding anything!"

"I really don't know the Yu family... Hey, wait!"

Han Bin seemed to remember something.

He patted the back of his head and said, "I remember now."

"My father-in-law said that when he was leaving, he passed by the village brigade office and thought he heard someone shouting for help."

"Perhaps the Yu family has been detained in the village brigade office!"

At that time, the countryside was divided into large teams and small teams.

The brigade is equivalent to the current administrative village, and the brigade cadres are the current members of the village committee.

In a large village with a large population, one village is a brigade.

The brigade is further divided into several production teams.

If the village has a small population, several villages will be combined into a brigade, and each village will serve as a production team.

Such a team is equivalent to the current natural village.

In other words, natural villages are under the management of administrative villages.

Zhifangtou Village is a village with a large population, so the brigade office is located in the village.

Before I could ask where the village brigade office was, Han Bin had already told me: "Go three or four hundred meters ahead, turn left and you'll find the brigade office."

Uncle Zheng, Ma Dong and I looked towards the village road ahead.

The unlit village road was pitch black.

I can only see clearly about 20 to 30 meters ahead, and everything further away is blurry.

In this environment, walking forward thirty or fifty meters can make people nervous.

Not to mention walking three or four hundred meters forward.

Ma Dong exchanged glances with his four strong men.

They all started to back down in their hearts.

"Three or four hundred meters is too far. Who knows what we might run into on the way."

"That's right. The sound of the gates opening one after another was so strange. Something unclean must have come out, waiting for us to crash into it."

"If you ask me, I'd better retreat. The way out of the village is only a few dozen meters. We can run out if we try our best."

Ma Dong nodded slightly, agreeing with the suggestion to step back.

Compared with the dozens of meters they have walked and the hundreds of unknown meters, most people would choose the dozens of meters.

But I don't think so.

The more abnormal the situation is, the more we cannot think with conventional thinking.

The few dozen meters that seem easy to rush out of may actually be a deadly trap.

I reminded them, "It's not like you guys ran out of the village before, but you were scared back."

Ma Dong's face turned red.

"We were too cautious!" he said angrily.

"If we had just rushed out without caring about anything, we would have been out long ago!"

The other four followed suit, saying, "It was just an accident. Now we have to be prepared and we'll definitely be able to break out."

"If you want to go to the brigade to handle it, then go by yourself. We definitely won't accompany you."

"Don't waste time with him. Let's run before that damn ceremony starts!"

Ma Dong swung his arms and said, "Line up and rush out along the middle of the road."

"No matter what pops out of the gates on either side of the road, we should ignore it and not be afraid!"

"As long as we muster up all our strength and run outside, those things will definitely not be able to catch up with us!"

They stood in a straight line under Ma Dong's command.

Ma Dong stood at the front of the team.

With a serious face, he said, "I'll count to three, and then we'll run!"

The four strong men standing behind him immediately bent their waists and assumed a 100-meter sprint stance.

Uncle Zheng sighed and shook his head slightly.

With a look of reluctance on his face, he said, "You'd better not rush out."

"Come with us to the village brigade office to find the Yu family."

"Haha." Ma Dong sneered disdainfully.

Just shout: "Three, two, one!"

As the word "one" was shouted, Ma Dong ran out.

The speed is so fast that it can leave an afterimage in the night.

The four strong men following behind him also ran out.

Five figures rushed out of the village like the wind.

Thirty meters, twenty meters, ten meters.

Seeing them getting closer and closer to the village entrance, Han Bin couldn't help but say, "They are really going to run away."

"Should we run outside too?"

The way to leave the village safely is right in front of us, and no one would go so far to look for the Yu family.

Zheng Erbo's heart also began to waver.

"Makes sense."

"Shitou, why don't we run outside too."

"Come back to the village at noon tomorrow to check the situation."

In Zheng Erbo's opinion, since Ma Dong and his team had found a safe way out of the village.

There's nothing shameful about running out with him.

Instead, it is about seeking good fortune and avoiding danger, minimizing the risk to oneself.

After hearing what they said, my inner insistence on reverse thinking was shaken.

Were all the previous assumptions wrong?

Huang Ziran and Old Man Qin went through so much trouble to put us through this, will they let us go so easily?

When I was in doubt, a loud gong sounded from the village entrance.

Bang!

As the gong sounded, a figure rushed out from the gate at the edge of the village entrance.

The man's face looked like it was covered with putty powder, and his whole face was so pale that it didn't look like a human face.

The strangest thing was that he was carrying a wooden stick as thick as a bowl on his shoulder.

The other end of the wooden stick extended into the courtyard gate, and it was impossible to see how long it was.

Are they using wooden sticks as roadblocks to block the way out of the village?

But you can just bend down and lower your head to get through, so it won't have the effect of blocking the road at all.

Ma Dong bent down and lowered his head.

Prepare to crawl under the stick.

Just as he bent down, the man carrying the stick took two quick steps forward.

As he walked to the gate of the opposite yard, the entire wooden stick came into our sight.

I saw a pale-faced man carrying the other end of the wooden stick.

In the middle of the wooden stick, there were three people strung neatly together like skewers of meat.

The three men were pierced through the middle of their chests by wooden sticks, and blood was constantly flowing down from the wounds left by the sticks.

More importantly, those three are still alive!

Their bodies were shaking violently from the pain, and they were letting out hoarse screams.

"Ouch, that hurts so much."

"Help, help me!"

"Save us..."

The three of them looked at Ma Dong for help at the same time.

Ma Dong trembled all over when he was looked at by them.

I don’t know if I was scared or what, but my knees suddenly went weak and I slid to my knees.

The four people following Ma Dong were moving too fast and they had no way of holding back their strength.

So he bumped into Ma Dong one after another and fell to the ground.

"Ouch, what happened to the one in front? He fell and didn't even roll to the side to get out of the way!"

"Don't complain, I fell because I was tripped by the person in front of me."

"Fuck!" Ma Dong roared and pounded the ground.

Pointing at the three people skewered on the sticks, he shouted, "Stop arguing!"

"Open your eyes and see who they are!"

The four strong men who were blaming each other raised their heads when Ma Dong shouted.

After taking a closer look at the faces of the three men, they all gasped.

"These three people look familiar!"

"I saw them when we were gathering at the dilapidated temple. They were from Caimen!"

"The one on the left is a magician, and the ones in the middle and on the right are acrobats!"

"They, how come they are all skewered on the sticks?!"

"The others who came with Old Man Qin, aren't they..."

The more they spoke, the more horrified they became.

In the end, I was so horrified that I couldn't speak anymore.

At this time, Han Bin tightly grasped my arm and said in a trembling voice: "Ritual, this must be that ritual!"

"If we were caught, would we also be treated like this..."

Uncle Zheng said solemnly, "Does this ceremony seem to be imitating the Xiong Guan Kingdom recorded in the Classic of Mountains and Seas?"