A modern urban writer, a member of the wood space dual-ability users in the end of the world, was betrayed by her fiancé and teammates and died. She transmigrated into a book and became a pitiful c...
Yang Donghai peeked cautiously into the yard.
Once you're sure no one's there, close the door immediately.
For safety reasons, he didn't even turn on the lights.
He immediately pulled out a flashlight and started moving things.
Su Ruobai, clutching her pregnant belly, climbed over the wall, inwardly annoyed: This pregnancy is such a hassle.
I will absolutely not have any more children in the future.
One is enough.
Climbing over the wall into the yard, I saw the old man moving a tall cabinet by the light of his flashlight.
Just like its name suggests, this cabinet is high on one side and low on the other.
Two spaces were created.
The lower part can be used to put winnowing baskets, sewing baskets, and the like on top.
Wealthy families can afford to have televisions and radios.
This little courtyard is obviously very simple.
There was nothing on it.
Judging from the force with which Yang Donghai moved the high and low cabinets.
There probably isn't much inside.
Yang Donghai's body, now hollowed out, was moved without much effort.
Su Ruobai was even more excited than Yang Donghai.
My inner voice screamed wildly, "I'm rich! I'm rich!"
She finally got a great stroke of luck.
A character like Yang Donghai is there to deliver treasure to her!
It's out! It's out!
After Yang Donghai moved the cabinet, he went back to get the flashlight.
While he was at it, he looked around.
For some reason, he always felt like something was watching him.
But I just can't find where it is.
After careful observation, it was confirmed that there was none.
Yang Donghai frowned.
Could it be that what happened tonight has made him a little paranoid?
Take another look around.
Besides the pitch-black sky, there was nothing to see.
Yang Donghai quietly comforted himself: "I must be overthinking it. Why would anyone be out so late?"
Close the door and go inside, then open the cellar entrance.
The key to the cellar is in the yard.
He owns quite a few houses.
There are some things that need to be dealt with.
I opened the cellar to ventilate it, then found a towel, covered my mouth and nose, and went downstairs.
The moment the cellar door opened, Su Ruobai sensed something was wrong.
This tastes wrong.
She thought Yang Donghai was going to find treasure.
The result was not so.
She was all too familiar with this smell; it was everywhere in the apocalypse.
Although it's very light, it's definitely not bad.
It's the smell of a corpse.
Consider Yang Donghai's actions just now, covering his mouth and nose with a towel, which means he knew what was inside.
Su Ruobai wanted to look up to the sky and sigh.
Good heavens, is it really that hard for her to make a fortune?
She has all these skills, but she didn't use them for anything wicked or crooked. She just wanted to double-cross someone, but you didn't leave me anything at all.
I'm so heartbroken and sad!
Just as Su Ruobai was grieving over her lost windfall,
Yang Donghai came out again.
The light from the flashlight shone on his face from below.
The man, with a ferocious expression, slowly crawled out of the cellar.
To be honest, the effect was just like a horror movie.
Even Su Ruobai, who had been through countless battles, was terrified.
Fortunately, I remembered who this person was and what they were doing.
After Yang Donghai came out, he went to the kitchen and found an enamel mug containing lard among several bottles and jars.
They even bundled up all the scattered firewood.
Su Ruobai sighed helplessly.
The case is solved.
There are no gold or silver treasures here; this is not Yang Donghai's secret stash.
There should be a corpse in here.
This kid's trying to cover his tracks!
Su Ruobai thought about all the commotion she had gone through that night.
Thinking of the harm the original owner suffered in childhood, he became furious.
How can you be so clueless about people's hearts?
In the quiet night, a clear, ethereal voice appeared.
Yang Donghai, carrying a jar of lard and firewood, shuddered in fright as he walked into the house.
Everything in my hands fell.
The lard jar rolled a long way away.
"who?"
Yang Donghai, after all, had seen all sorts of things.
It didn't take long for them to realize what was happening.
He picked up the flashlight that had fallen to the ground and looked around aimlessly.
No, there's nothing there.
Yang Donghai was even more frightened.
"Come out, stop playing tricks! This is the last thing I'm afraid of."
He spoke with great conviction.
But whether you're afraid or not, only you know.
My legs started trembling.
"What a load of nonsense! I just wanted to collect some interest from you, and you actually tried to set a fire? How could you do this to me?"
Su Ruobai sighed helplessly.
She was quite tired that night too.
She didn't want more.
I followed this old guy with the intention of playing the mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.
Unexpectedly, she succeeded in playing the victim.
This old fellow actually doesn't care about money.
This can be considered another form of monogamy.
Yang Donghai, who is so poor, really has let her down.
As a result, Yang Donghai misunderstood and was struck by lightning.
He thought it was those girls he had wronged in the past coming to settle scores with him.
He was terrified, and cold sweat poured down his forehead.
As luck would have it, a cold wind blew in from behind.
This made him even colder.
This is actually normal; there are quite a few breezes in Northeast China during spring.
But Yang Donghai is not normal!
He's feeling guilty!
To him, this cold wind was eerie, extremely eerie!
He doesn't dare to look back now.
I'm afraid there might be something behind me.
Especially when I think of the girls he killed.
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