"We didn't bring any clothes, so we asked them to buy some," Mancang lied.
Old Man Guan nodded and said that he really needed to change clothes.
The third child walked to the public telephone booth and called Wu Zhiqiu, "Mom, I didn't tell Tian Xun about the thing you mentioned the other day. Call Tian Xun tonight."
He spoke vaguely.
Wu Zhiqiu, who was about to get off work... "So what are you doing now?"
"I'm with my dad and my second brother. Call me after midnight. The address is in the suburbs xxx."
Wu Zhiqiu's heart was pounding, "You called your father and your second brother back?" Something bad was going to happen, and their whole family would be wiped out.
The third child laughed dryly, "My dad came in by mistake. It's no big deal, mom. We won't force it. My dad is here to take care of it."
"I understand. You must be careful. Safety first," Wu Zhiqiu warned seriously.
"Don't worry, we know the seriousness of the matter." The third brother took a deep breath.
After hanging up the phone, Wu Zhiqiu paced back and forth. This damn boy is too bold. I can't believe what he says.
How could she feel at ease? She rode her bicycle to the suburbs...
The third brother went to several yards near the telephone booth, stole a few pieces of clothes that had been washed but not yet put away in the house, a shovel, said sorry silently in his heart, and pedaled towards the woods.
The second brother bought a pickaxe from someone who had just returned from the fields on the way, and hurried to the small hill that they had to pass through. There was a large patch of pine trees on the hill, and in late autumn, pine needles had fallen all over the ground.
Pushing aside the thick pine needles, the second brother spat on his hands, picked up the pickaxe and started digging a hole. The soil was very soft and there were occasional stones.
The third brother arrived soon, panting heavily. Without saying anything, he followed his second brother to dig the hole.
The two brothers dug for more than an hour until it was dark. They dug a pit two meters long and one meter deep. The third brother shook his arms and said, "Brother, if we can't get anything out of this, we'll lose money."
The second brother wiped his sweat and said, "What's the compensation? It's just a waste of energy." The second brother's heart was still pounding. How could this be possible?
The two men changed their clothes, left the dirty clothes here, and hurried back to the woods.
Old Man Guan was getting a little impatient waiting, "Did you two go weaving? You're back so late."
"Everything is closed at this time and it's hard to buy, so we stole two sets of clothes," said the third brother as he handed the clothes in his hand to Mancang.
Old Man Guan didn't waste any more time and told a few people about the terrain he had previously explored.
"There are a total of 10 people in this group, one..." Old Man Guan changed his words considering that the third brother didn't even know the time of the evening.
"One is on guard, one is a legman, two are hard workers, the one who digs and digs the grave, the one who sets up the pot and the one who looks after it is the same person. In principle, he is responsible for driving the car, but I think the chances of him going down this time are greater," said Old Man Guan, shining a flashlight on the ground while he drew on it with a branch.
"Grandpa, how do we divide the work?" asked Mancang. They didn't understand any of this.
"This tomb is quite large. They are not tomb robbers who follow the rules. They will have to go back and forth at least a few times. Let's do this..."
Several people listened to Old Man Guan's words with solemn expressions. All the prerequisites were that these people had to be carried up once and then go down, only then would they have a chance. If it was a one-on-one fight, and the other party was a desperado, they would have no chance and would not have to take action. After reporting to the public, they would just come out to watch the fun.
"Don't force yourself to do something even if you know it's impossible," Old Man Guan warned again.
Several people nodded. Seeing that these people were not blinded by money and could listen to his words, Old Man Guan felt a little relieved. If these people could not walk after seeing the good things, he would not take them there.
Taking advantage of the moonlight, several people arrived at the spot selected by Old Man Guan in advance.
Old Man Guan pointed to the location of the big tomb, then lowered his head to make some plans, and several people dispersed and hid.
Zhao Xiaochuan distributed the kitchen knife, crowbar and flashlight he brought with him to several people.
Old man Guan... is also good for self-defense!
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