Seeing that the shovel in Master's hand was about to fall on my head, I was so frightened that I rolled on the spot and rolled towards the grass.
"Crack!"
The shovel landed on a stone in front of the grave, and sparks immediately flew up.
"Master! What's wrong with you?"
I got up with a panicked look on my face and asked loudly.
"Kill you!"
Master picked up the shovel and hit me again.
Damn it, this old guy really wants to murder me.
Good! You are unkind and I am unjust.
Dude, I'm not a vegetarian.
I took advantage of the moment when the master raised the shovel, walked over to him, and grabbed the handle of the shovel with my hand.
"Master, why did you hit me?" I asked Master, feeling indescribably sad in my heart.
I really don't want to get to this point with Master.
The master remained silent, gritted his teeth, and then laughed again. The smile was strange, as if there was some conspiracy hidden in it, and it made people's hearts chill.
This old guy, holding a shovel in both hands, pressed hard against my body, and finally the shovel fell on my neck.
I grabbed the handle of the shovel tightly with my hand to prevent the shovel from getting stuck in my neck.
But soon, the master pressed his entire body weight over me and pushed me against a pine tree. The shovel got stuck in my neck, making me unable to breathe. From time to time, I made a "kakaka" sound from my mouth.
.
Damn it, this old guy really tried to kill me!
I felt extremely sad and tears flowed out unconsciously.
I never thought that my master, whom I had always admired and respected, would kill me at a critical moment.
I was unwilling to give in and didn't want to die. I tried my best and yelled: "Let me go!"
Having said that, I exerted my strength and pushed forward and back.
"Okay! If you let me die, I won't let you live either."
The instinct to survive aroused the potential in my body. I roared angrily and pushed the shovel towards the master, wishing to kill him immediately.
The master's body staggered as a result of my fierce exertion, and he took a few steps back.
There was a hillside behind me, and I almost pushed him down.
His foot stepped on a rock, and if he took another step back, he would fall.
I know that as soon as I exert my strength, my hometown will definitely fall down. It is unlikely that I will die, but I will definitely be seriously injured.
Master's legs were trembling, and he looked a little unbearable.
Under the moonlight, he looked thin and thin.
Looking at Master's slightly older figure, my heart suddenly felt a burst of inexplicable sympathy. I remembered the scene when he stepped on the ghost car and took the risk to save me last night.
I took a deep breath and said, "I won't fight you! From now on, I will no longer be your apprentice."
For a moment, grievance, sadness and anger all came to my mind.
I let go of the shovel and prepared to turn around and leave.
"I want to run away! No way. I'll kill you!"
What I never expected was that Master immediately picked up the shovel and hit me on the head again.
Damn it! I'm blind.
I turned around and ran forward like I was dying. I just took two steps when I heard a "pop" sound and a package of things fell out of my pocket. I turned around and saw that it was the package that Mrs. Chen gave me in the afternoon.
Wrap small paper figures, nine in total.
I wanted to lower my head to pick it up, but the old guy had already pushed me up with a shovel. I had no choice but to turn around and run towards the thatch in front.
My feet made a rustling sound as they passed through the grass, and soon I got into a deep thatch.
I ran hundreds of meters in one breath without even looking back.
I knew that I was running for my life. This old guy was determined to kill me. No matter what, I couldn't let him catch me.
It wasn't until I was sure that I couldn't hear any movement behind me that I stopped and sat in the deep thatch, breathing heavily.
My heart was beating like a train. I couldn't understand why Master wanted to kill me.
Could it be that he was afraid that I would know the secret about Mr. Miao’s grave?
It is true that people die for money.
No! Master is a man who can live in poverty.
He is a Maoshan master who is proficient in Feng Shui and knows magic. If he were a greedy person, he would have been cheating and abducting others long ago. Is there any need to live in the mountains and be a poor farmer?
I couldn't believe in my heart that Master would harm me.
But in fact, Master really did this.
No matter what, let’s get out of this damn place first.
I took advantage of the dim moonlight and walked through the grass. Just after walking for a while, I heard a rush of footsteps in front of me, and then the thatch quickly fell to both sides.
My mind immediately thought of Master.
I was so frightened that I turned around and continued running forward.
However, after running a few steps, I saw a figure running past me. Fortunately, there was a thatch between us, so the person didn't seem to see me.
I took a deep breath and simply sat down on the spot.
But soon, another sound of rapid breathing came to my ears, and then I saw the master holding a Luoyang shovel and pushing it forward quickly.
Fortunately, he ran past me about a meter away but didn't see me.
Seeing the master looking like a cannibal, my heart was in my throat. I decided to wait here for a while before leaving.
But soon, I became curious again.
I was thinking, who is the master chasing after with a Luoyang shovel?
Could it be that someone else discovered Master's whereabouts, so Master wanted to kill him and silence him.
With this curiosity, I unconsciously took a few steps forward.
.At this moment, I suddenly heard a "pah pah pah" sound coming from the front.
"I'll beat you to death! I'll beat you to death!"
I tiptoed forward, gently pushed aside the thatch beside me with my hands, looked forward carefully, and couldn't help but be startled.
I saw the master swung the Luoyang shovel in his hand and hit a man on the head. The shovel fell on an inclined plane, like a knife, and penetrated straight into the man's head.
I almost screamed. Just when I saw the man's face clearly, I felt uncomfortable all over.
The man under the moonlight has exactly the same height and face as me.
No, to be precise, it should be me, even the movements are the same.
How could this happen? This man looks exactly like me. Could it be my soul?
So who am I now?
I felt like I was about to faint. I was wondering if I was dead or had my soul left my body?
"Crack!"
The shovel fell on the man's head and immediately opened a long gash.
The man covered his head with his hands.
When the shovel hit me, my heart hurt. I felt as if I was hitting myself, and my heart kept beating.
"Crack!"
The master picked up the shovel and hit the "me" on the opposite side with another shovel on the head.
The shovel was so fast that the man staggered and soon fell to the ground.
My heart twitched when I saw him. Damn it, what kind of grudge do I have with this old guy? He beat me like this.
I really wanted to rush over and snatch the shovel out of his hand.
But I haven't figured out the situation yet. I don't know whether I am a human or a ghost. Why did Master become like this? Is the current Master not a human?
By the way, look at his shadow. People have shadows, but ghosts have no shadows.
I looked forward carefully and saw a clear figure behind Master under the moonlight.
I looked at myself again, and there was also a figure behind me.
It means that Master is not a ghost, and I am not a ghost either.
What about the one that fell? Is it my soul?
Just when I was suspicious, I saw a woman in red clothes on Master's back. The woman lay on Master's back and covered Master's eyes with her hands.
But it seemed that the master did not notice this, and it did not affect his sight at all. Presumably, this was the legendary ghost covering his eyes.
I couldn't see the woman's face clearly. Her face was covered by a head of dark hair.
But the woman's red dress and her figure are very familiar to me.
Needless to say, this woman must be the female corpse in red in the tomb.
It seems that the master is possessed by this dead woman. No wonder, the master has the intention to kill me. He must be fascinated by this female ghost who used the ghost to cover his eyes.
Otherwise, it is impossible for Master to kill me.
Cover your eyes!
Yes, I remember that the book "Maoshan Notes" that Master gave me mentioned a method to break the ghost's blindness. The note said that just a soak of boy's urine can break the ghost's blindness.
Since there is such a secret weapon, I won't be polite to you. Damn woman, just wait! I'm going to use more tricks.
I unceremoniously pulled the zipper down and prepared to launch the nuclear weapon.
"Hello!"
As soon as I stood up, I heard someone call me from behind. I was so scared that I almost peed my pants. I immediately pulled up the zipper.
"who?"
I looked back and saw a hand immediately put on my shoulder.
"Boy, what are you doing? Where have you gone? I've been looking for you for a long time."
It's the beautiful police officer Lin Min.
"I..." I winked at the beautiful police officer and whispered, "Look, what's there?"
Lin Min pulled out the thatch with his hands and saw "I" lying on the ground while the master was still beating with the shovel. He immediately yelled: "Hey! What are you doing? Stop now."
While speaking, Lin Min rushed over and took out a pair of handcuffs from his waist. Before the master could react, he put a pair of handcuffs on the master's hands.
"Put down the shovel. Damn it! It's such a beautiful moonlight, you fucking killed someone!" Lin Min glanced at the master angrily, and then looked at the ground again. Soon, she screamed loudly
stand up.
"Ah...this...this person is..."
Lin Min looked at "me" on the ground carefully, and then looked at me again, so scared that her body trembled slightly.
"You, are you a human or a ghost? Why is there a person who looks exactly like you on the ground? No, it seems that he is not a human."
I looked carefully at the "me" on the ground and saw that guy, covered in mud, but without a drop of blood. His face was intact, but as pale as paper, more like a corpse that had been refrigerated for a long time.