The sound of the gathering could be heard from a distance, and the horse thieves guarding the pier below all came out to watch curiously.
They looked up to the northeast, their necks were sore from looking at it, but they couldn't see anything interesting.
"It's raining heavily, and it's dull and uncomfortable. This weather is really annoying." A horse thief stood on the pier and said to his companions.
The companion was slightly older, already in his forties. He kept staring there with his hands behind his back, watching the lights come together and then disperse.
"What happened on the mountain?" my companion muttered.
"You ask me, how do I know? I've been here with you all this time."
The companion frowned: "Why do I feel so panicked?"
"People are old and suspicious," the horse thief replied, turning around and looking down the mountain, "Well, it looks pretty good standing here and looking over it."
The companion was still looking at the top of the mountain and said: "You don't know, when I first came here, bandits were suppressed here every day. They usually attacked from the bottom of the mountain, but twice, a bunch of officers and soldiers rushed down from the mountain and attacked overnight.
, give us a good beating."
The horse thief was curious: "Is there such a thing?"
"It was decades ago," the companion sighed, "They came up from Tuyunpo over there. The Huifeng Gang was almost wiped out. The one-eyed blind man of the Huifeng Gang took the remaining thirty or forty people overnight.
He ran away and hid in the savage cave in the north for two months before coming out. Later, the Backwind Gang joined us and blocked that area, which made things better."
"So now..." The horse thief looked there and said in a panic, "Maybe they are coming to suppress the bandits over there?"
My companion was also uneasy and shook his head.
The torch nearest them dimmed.
The companion said: "Go, the rain cover over there may be leaking and water has seeped in. Go and do it, don't let the fire go out."
The horse thief didn't want to work, but he couldn't resist the seniority of his companion, so he jumped off the pier angrily and took a used old rain cover from the pier.
Feeling breathless while walking, he went over and stood on the rock nearby, leaning over to inspect the torch.
"Boom."
The back of his head hurt, and he covered his head and turned around: "Who is it!"
The companion looked over from a distance: "What's wrong?"
"Someone hit me with something!" the horse thief shouted.
"Isn't it windy?"
"Do you think it's windy now?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he was hit on the back of the head again.
The horse thief was furious: "Who is it! What bastard!"
"it's me."
Suddenly a little girl's voice sounded in the darkness, with a smile on her face.
The horse thief was stunned, blinked, and suspected that he had heard wrongly.
"What's wrong?" asked the companion.
"Didn't you hear that?" cried the horse thief.
"What did you hear?"
Another stone hit me.
"Hey, I'm here."
The horse thief covered his head and turned around, but found nothing.
It was thrown so hard that it felt swollen.
He threw down the lampshade and ran back to the pier, grabbed his big knife and ran back.
"Who! Come out here!"
The companion also ran over with a big knife: "What's wrong?"
The horse thief looked around angrily, his ears perked up alertly.
Suddenly he shuddered and looked towards the hillside not far away.
"there!"
The horse thief pulled out his sword, threw the scabbard directly on the ground, and stepped up.
His companion was more cautious and stood looking at him.
The slopes where it had rained were relatively soft and slippery in many places, so it was more difficult for him to climb up.
He stabbed the big knife into the soil, grabbed the buried tree with his other hand, and took a big step with all his strength.
He was about to continue climbing, but suddenly he saw a pair of round, blood-repelling eyes right in front of him, staring straight at him.
"ah!"
The horse thief exclaimed, his face was bleeding, and he almost fell down.
Fortunately, the big knife went deep enough into the ground and he stabilized himself.
"What's wrong?" his companion shouted hurriedly.
The horse thief took a breath and looked up. When he met those eyes, he was frightened and did not dare to look again.
"What's up there?"
"Wang Dong." The horse thief shouted.
"Wang Dong?"
"he died."
It had been raining heavily for the past few days, and the body was soaked in the water until it turned pale.
The eyes were round and wide, the body spots were very shallow, the mouth was slightly open, the tongue was slightly hanging out, and the face was ferocious.
The horse thief raised his hand and called his companion to come forward: "Come here, you can penetrate people very well."
It's not that I'm afraid of the dead person, but that I'm afraid of the sudden shock and such a gloomy death.
The companion came up from the other side and did not stand too close. After taking a look, he said: "I'll call someone, you are here."
"How dare I!" the horse thief immediately shouted, "If you want to go to me, you are here!"
"What are you afraid of? You call yourself me, why are you still afraid of this?"
My companions are usually annoyed by these young people, they usually like to put on airs, and all of them are timid in serious situations.
The companion turned to leave.
The horse thief said again: "You are not afraid of your coming. Come back to me and I will shout!"
He grabbed the knife and left.
Wu Da and the others were coming from Dongshantou and passed the gate of Longhu Hall.
Hearing the commotion below, the ten men next to Wu Da frowned, then came over and looked at him: "What are you doing!"
The horse thief and his companions raised their heads.
The horse thief was delighted and shouted: "There is a corpse here!"
"Corpse?" the ten men asked.
Wu Da and the other ten people heard the sound and walked over: "What corpse?"
When his companions saw Wu Da, they also shouted: "Second Master, there is a corpse here, Wang Dong! Someone stabbed his throat."
Wu Da was stunned for a moment: "Wang Dong?!"
The body had been lifted out of the waterlogged pit.
The part soaked in water is very smooth and feels disgusting to the touch.
The horse thief and his companions tore off nearby leaves, rubbed them, and threw them away in disgust.
Wu Da and the ten captains came down and their eyes froze when they saw the corpse.
No matter which angle you look at, these round pupils make it feel like he is staring at you.
"Put his eyes out!" the ten men said angrily.
The horse thief hurriedly responded, picked two leaves and covered his eyes.
"Cover your mouth as well." Another ten men said.
It always seemed like he would suddenly speak.
"Well."
The horse thief took off another piece and covered his mouth.
I don’t know why, but it looks funny at first glance, but after watching it for a long time, it makes me feel very uncomfortable.
I always felt that the eyes under the leaf blinked and the mouth moved.
In short, the horse thief feels that his back is hairy.
Wu Da never cared about these details. He squatted down, picked up a nearby branch and poked open the injured part of the corpse's throat.
"You'll die with one knife." The ten men beside him said.
Wu Da's expression was cold, his brows and eyes knitted together again, and the scars on his face suddenly looked like centipedes gathered together.
"It's not a knife." Wu Dadao said.
He looked around, then raised his head and looked toward the dilapidated walls above.
"It should have been thrown down from above."
As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes widened, and a big rock on the cliff that three people were hugging was slowly sliding down and hitting them.
In the flash of lightning, Wu Da pulled up a ten-man leader and hid behind him: "Run!"
"boom!"
The boulder fell from mid-air, and the corpse and horse thief in front of him disappeared instantly.
