The two men's faces flushed and they used all their strength to lift the man up.
"Damn it! Why does it feel weird?"
"These two bastards don't look that big, so why are they so heavy? They're heavier than dead pigs."
Ma Er spat and muttered curses.
"Alright, let it be a dead pig. It's not like we haven't carried it before."
"Just carry it back quickly."
The man told Ma Er to stop talking nonsense.
The two men shouted one, two, three in unison, grabbed the sack, kicked it, and lifted it up with all their strength.
But I found that I couldn't lift it this time.
Ming Xin thought to herself, if you call me a pig, I will make you break your back from exhaustion.
"That's really strange."
"Third brother, why don't you give up these two piglets?"
"Why do I feel like I have a bad feeling?"
Ma Er was timid to begin with and believed in supernatural things. He thought that something was causing trouble and immediately backed down.
"Hmph, if you don't want the money, get out."
"Seventh Master doesn't need you either."
The man slapped Ma Er in the face, frightening him to death.
He swallowed hard, feeling something crawl up his shoulder. "I'll push the cart."
He shouted and ran away quickly!
The man was also a little scared and tried to give himself courage.
As he grew stronger, he saw a familiar, pale face.
He screamed in fear. This man was the night watchman, clearly dead. "Don't look for me, don't look for me. It was Master Qi who harmed you. I was just following orders."
He kept backing away, and the night watchman got closer and closer, and he was frightened to death.
Ming Xin and Ming Yiqian looked out through the gap in the sack and heard important information from it.
Seventh Master?
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