At 3:30 in the morning, it was a deserted graveyard, and the night was dark and windy.
I held the dagger like I was piercing tofu! I stabbed this man seven or eight times in the stomach crazily!
At first this person knew how to resist.
Slowly, he leaned against me weakly, his eyes becoming dull and distracted.
I ripped off his mask!
This is a middle-aged man in his forties, with high cheekbones and a thin face. I am sure I don’t recognize him.
I took a few steps back, holding the bloody knife, and gasped for air.
This man was covering his abdomen with both hands and looking at me with his mouth wide open. He seemed to want to speak, but was unable to do so because of the pain.
He just looked at me like this for more than ten seconds, and then he fell to the ground with a thud.
I went over and touched his neck.
No heartbeat.
My hands were covered with blood, and I sat on the ground helplessly and took out a cigarette.
I wanted to light a cigarette, but the lighter wouldn't light up because it was stained with blood.
"Oh shit!"
I threw the lighter on the ground, and a voice in my mind told myself, calm down!
He deserves it!
He wanted to gain wealth and kill himself! I was acting in self-defense! I am not guilty!
If he hadn't died, I would be the one lying on the ground now!
I hurried back to the village to find a shovel. I returned to the graveyard, found a corner, and then started digging a hole.
I dug a square pit more than one meter deep as quickly as possible.
Drag this man over and push him into the pit.
His shoe fell off, so I ran back to pick it up and threw it into the pit together.
I didn't hesitate and started burying the soil.
While I was burying myself, I looked around. I was very nervous, afraid of being seen.
Sudden!
The melodious sound of a flute sounded from somewhere, which startled me.
Accompanied by a buzzing vibration!
I looked down.
Soil has covered most of this man's face.
There was a faint light coming from the pocket of his coat, and the sound of the flute came from here. It was a mobile phone.
I took out my phone and looked at it. It was a small-screen Nokia model from a few years ago. There were two words on the caller ID.
"Daughter".
I didn't answer, and I didn't dare to press hang up directly.
After the phone stopped ringing for a while, I took out the battery and buried the phone together.
After more than ten minutes, the soil was flat, and I walked back and forth a few steps to solidify the ground.
Feeling uneasy, I pushed a few big rocks over and placed them on top.
After picking up my bag and making sure I didn't leave anything behind, I left the graveyard.
Back in the village, I picked up the paper figures and stuffed them into the trunk of the car, and drove away in a hurry.
Not long after I got onto the main road, a taxi drove towards me.
Turning on the headlights and passing by, I saw Xiaoxuan sitting in the back seat.
I braked hard, shifted into reverse gear, and backed up quickly.
"Yunfeng!"
Xiao Xuan slammed the door and got out of the car, ran over anxiously and asked: "Are you okay, Yunfeng?"
Also coming with her was Master Zhe. Perhaps he came in a hurry, but Master Zhe was wearing slippers and underpants, without glasses.
"Get in the car, I'll take you back."
Xiaoxuan nodded, turned around and said to the taxi driver: "Master, I'm sorry to trouble you, but we won't go."
"The money can't be refunded if I don't go. I'm already here."
"No need to turn back, master, please walk slowly." Xiaoxuan sent the taxi away.
