After chatting with Mr. Ma, Ma Zhijian began to collect things and put them on the black cloth. He didn't even leave the more than ten jade stones on Mr. Ma's coffin.
Ever since he had discussed with Li Yuecheng and his wife about stealing the funerary objects, he had made up his mind to completely empty the tomb.
As for his father...
After he dies, I will be reincarnated and will never see him again. What is there to be afraid of?
I have to say that Ma Zhijian is also a bastard at heart. It’s no wonder that Feng Yi didn’t want to save him before.
As he was getting ready to clean up, Ma Zhijian suddenly heard a crisp sound, like someone digging a grave.
"Who is so wicked at night?"
Ma Zhijian stopped, stood up slowly, held the dagger in his hand, and said secretly: "Is it Li Yuecheng and the others?
It shouldn’t be, it was clearly promised before…”
When he said this, he trembled, pursed his lips, and a stern look flashed in his eyes: "Isn't it enough to be 40% white? You want to kill me completely!"
At this moment, Ma Zhijian's IQ suddenly came online.
There were five or six people on the other side, all of whom were good in kung fu, and some even knew Taoist arts. However, he knew some three-legged cat kung fu, so he would definitely not be their opponent in a real fight.
But the tomb is so big, what should we do?
Having no other choice, he hurriedly extinguished the fire, picked a corner and stuck it up.
The opponent has a large number of people, so wait for the opportunity to move.
Not long after, the tomb was finally opened.
The Ma family's tomb is T-shaped, with the coffin in the innermost part, and there is a passage for people to walk on the outside. Both the coffins of Mr. Ma and Ma Zhijian were carried in by four people, so the passage is more than two meters wide.
The place where it was pried open was at the entrance of the passage.
Ma Zhijian hid at the corner wall, holding his breath, waiting for the other party to appear.
"Ouch!"
The sound of a man falling to the ground reached Ma Zhijian's ears.
It doesn't seem to be Li Yuecheng's voice, and it doesn't sound like his younger brother, so who is it?
Could it be that little liar?
Ma Zhijian's eyes narrowed, showing a hint of murderous intent, and at the same time he breathed a sigh of relief.
As long as it's not Li Yuecheng and the others, that's fine.
However, the news that he is not dead cannot be spread...
"Don't blame me for being cruel, little liar, you are asking for your own death.
I have prepared the coffin for you, you should be satisfied."
He said silently in his heart.
"Hey, Mr. Ma, Brother Ma, it's me again, East Village's money is so versatile!"
Qian Baida's mean voice came again: "It's not that I'm ignorant, there's really nothing I can do about it.
I thought about what happened last time. Someone must be scaring me, right? How could there be ghosts in this world?
You must have guessed the reason why I came here this time...
I heard from the coffin bearers today that there are many treasures in the Ma family's tomb.
Unfortunately, Mayor Ma and his security team were watching during the day, but no one dared to take action.
So, I have been waiting nearby for most of the day. This is more sincerity, right?
I still say what I said, money is something external to the body, so leave this money to me.
When I get rich, I will renovate the Ma family tomb and honor you and your son with golden statues!"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a snap, and a bright light came from the passage. It must have been Qian Baida who also ignited the fire fold.
Ma Zhijian looked very strange, and then sneered in his heart, "Well done."
The last time you tortured me like that, I didn't even think about seeking revenge from you, but I didn't expect you to come to my door again.
In this case, I will definitely not let you down.
Thinking of this, his hand holding the dagger tightened.
When Qian Baitai's figure appeared, Ma Zhijian, who was hiding behind the wall, jumped out with a squeak and stabbed Qian Baitai in the chest with a dagger.
Qian Baida didn't expect that there was someone in the tomb. He was so frightened that he almost peed. He turned his back in fear and wanted to run away.
puff!
Bah!
Wow…
Ma Zhijian's dagger stabbed Qian Baidu's back, only to feel pain in his hand. He let out a sigh and let go of the hand holding the dagger. He looked up again and shouted bad luck. Unexpectedly, Qian Baidu was carrying his new baby on his back.
A set of prepared tools came in.
Just now, Ma Zhijian stabbed the baggage behind Qian Baitai, and his hand touched the head of the hammer. How could it not hurt?
What made him even more unhappy was that the dagger only scratched Qian Baidu's back and did not hurt any vital parts at all.
The clattering sound was the dagger slicing through the bag Qian Baida was carrying, and the tools inside were scattered all over the floor.
"Ma Zhijian, it's you!"
Qian Baida was shocked when he saw the person behind him clearly and said in a trembling voice.
"it is me!"
Ma Zhijian shouted with a sinister look on his face: "You have tormented me for a while before, but I didn't take it to heart. I didn't expect you to want to steal the funeral objects of my Ma family. I won't let you!"
At this time, Qian Baida didn't know that Ma Zhijian had faked his death, so he knelt down in front of Ma Zhijian and kept kowtowing: "Brother Ma, I was wrong. Spare my life. I promise you will never dare to do it again."
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"I only know how to regret it now, it's too late!"
As Ma Zhijian spoke, he glanced at the tools on the ground with the corner of his eyes, and quickly selected a hammer.
If this hammer hits Qian Baidu's head...
"Brother Ma, please spare me."
While Qian Baita was kowtowing, he suddenly caught a glimpse of bright red blood on the ground. He was very surprised. He glanced out of the corner of his eye and found that Ma Zhijian's right hand was bleeding.
Can ghosts bleed?
Qian Baitiao was stunned for a moment, then reacted and subconsciously rolled on the ground to avoid Ma Zhijian's hammer blow.
"You, you are not a ghost, you are a human, Ma Zhijian, you are cheating your death!"
Qian Baida yelled at Ma Zhijian.
Ma Zhijian looked at his bruised right hand and shook his head. He was really unlucky. The first sneak attack did not kill him, but instead injured himself. The second sneak attack was discovered by the opponent...
You can only rely on your true ability!
He smiled coldly and said, "You know too much."
As he spoke, he waved the hammer in his hand and rushed forward.
After knowing that Ma Zhijian was not a ghost, Qian Baida's originally stiff body became flexible again. He was engaged in petty theft business, his kung fu was very average, but his escape speed was quite fast.
Despite the small space in the tomb, he was always able to dodge Ma Zhijian's attacks. He would also pick up his tomb robbing tools from the ground and compete with Ma Zhijian twice. For a while, neither of them could do anything to the other.
Ma Zhijian got angrier and angrier as he fought, and thought angrily: "Li Yuecheng and Li Yueying, aren't you very smart? You don't know how to come over and take a look. Once we let this kid escape, our plan will be over."
Qian Baitai became interested after seeing that Ma Zhijian's kung fu was no more than this. Although he didn't know why Ma Zhijian faked his death, the fact that he dug ancestral graves was real.
Once word gets out, I'm afraid I won't be able to stay in Dunzhuang Town any longer.
In this case, let Ma Zhijian really die, and then he can take the funerary objects in the grave and roam around freely!
[Author's digression]: [I'm afraid the third chapter won't come out today, so don't wait any longer, I'll make it up tomorrow~~~]
