Spiritual History of Manchuria

Chapter 9 Collect the money

In desperation, Qin Zhong shouted coldly, "We are also poor. We don't have any money. I think you will be disappointed."

"What? If we don't have money, we will smash this car!" In a word, a man symbolically kicked two feet on the car.

Qin Zhong quickly shouted, "No, we have something else to do. Don't kick it. It's in my pocket!" Qin Zhong said, took out more than ten yuan of change from his pocket, and then stretched out to Huang Mao. Seeing Huang Mao's furious look, Qin Zhong immediately stretched out his hand to Guo Dafu: "How much money do you have in your pocket?"

"That's all!" Guo Dafu took out two coins.

Qin Zhong took the money and sent it to Huang Mao: "Brother, I'm sorry, that's all we have. You can take it and let us go."

"How dare you play with me?" Huang Mao was anxious as he said.

Qin Zhong pretended to be pitiful and weak: "Don't, don't hurt them. If you want to hit me, hit me. I'll beat them." As he spoke, he stuffed the change in his pocket.

The yellow hair waved his ruthless punch and hit Qin Zhong. Qin Zhong's sharp eyes moved quickly. Seeing that his fist was only one finger away from him, he suddenly squatted: "Oh, it hurts me so much. You should be angry when you hit me."

The yellow hair looked at his hand and seemed to understand Qin Zhong's every move. He waved his hand: "Brothers, kick him. If you dare to fight back, use a guy!"

Look at the group of people behind Huang Mao surrounded him. Qin Zhong's reaction was fast enough that he didn't know when he had run out of the encirclement. With one punch, he only one punch, and the guy who came up would be put to the ground.

"Brothers, copy the guys!" Before the yellow hair's words fell to the ground, more than a dozen people fell under Qin Zhong, and the rest had been put to the ground by the old ghost and Guo Dafu, and now only the yellow hair was left in a daze alone.

At this moment, the surrounding crowd had already gathered around, and many people muttered behind their backs: "Oh, Huang Mao has been beaten over. Oh, my God, who are these three people?"

"No, this yellow hair can't be provoked by anyone in ten miles of rural areas. This time he also turned over?"

"Silt down, let's take a look. Look at those people, even if they are yellow hair, we can't afford to provoke them."

The afterglow of Qin Zhong's eyes swept around, and Huang Mao's several people could get up. He came to Huang Mao in a few steps: "Oh, are you still robbing?"

"Wait and hit me so many brothers. We won't finish this." As he spoke, the yellow hair turned around and wanted to leave.

Qin Zhong grabbed the yellow hair and said, "Don't go. I'll give you the money. Collect the money, but you can't collect the money for nothing. You punched me just now. Although it's just a fist wind blowing on me, you can't just end it, can it?"

"Well, come on, hit me!" Huang Mao seems to be angry.

Qin Zhong looked at it and said, "You all heard it. He asked me to hit it. I didn't mean it!" He shook his head: "Oh, I haven't heard of anyone with such a request. I did it."

As soon as Qin Zhong's words fell, he punched the yellow hairy nose fiercely, and saw the yellow hairy nostrils piercing blood and kept crashing.

"I only used a layer of strength. Forget about today's matter. Next time I see you, I'll beat you and take the money." Qin Zhong threw more than ten yuan of change in his pocket on the ground: "Don't say that I'm not in charge. This is your medical expenses. I'm disciplined and law-abiding. It's what you asked for. Don't blame me!"

Qin Zhong said, threw the change in his hand on the ground, turned around the car, and the old man drove all the way.

The yellow hair who fell to the ground looked helpless and dissatisfied, but the aggrieved in his heart, looking at the change on the ground, was even more aggrieved. There was actually a big ticket of 2 billion, which made his heart bitter and his eyebrows condensed together.

The old ghost drove the car at a not slow pace. They rushed all the way to the entrance of the ghost mountain, found the right direction according to the position of the sun, and stopped the car according to the entrance marked on the map given by the old man.

This is the remnants of Changbai Mountain. It is said that the remaining veins are also full of peaks. When you go up the mountain, the mountains, and Lin Gailin. Looking at the map, Qin Zhong scratched his head: "This picture, according to the above, the place we are going to should be two or three hundred kilometers away from here."

"Hey, boss, just say that you love that old man. He has confused us and painted the entrance so far away. We might as well enter from that entrance."

"Yes, Xiao Zhong, why don't we drive forward for a while? Maybe we can still move forward."

Qin Zhong shook his head and said, "I don't think so. The mountain here is too thick, and there can be no village in it. Look, this road is almost full of mountain roads, but if our car goes up the mountain, it is likely to be trapped on the mountain, so I decided to take the mountain road. The road shown in the picture is really not Be sure to be accurate."

"Well, I'll park my car in the woods and drive it when I come out."

It didn't take long for the old man to straighten up the car, and the three of them followed the old man's route, but before they could go far, they saw someone digging something on the mountain road not far away.

" boss, do you think that's a ghost?" Guo Dafu came to him Qin Zhong.

Qin Zhong glanced at the rich man: "Can you see ghosts in your eyes? I think you can only see an old mushroom, right?

"Cut, the boss always looks down on me so much, really." Guo Dafu stopped talking.

Qin Zhong went straight to the person who dug the pit and walked carefully. After the three of them approached the man, the man turned the flashlight light in his hand and shone on Qin Zhong's face: "Who are you? What are you doing here so late?"

Qin Zhong took a look at the speaker through the light and saw that the man was relatively old. He should be in his 60s. He came over and said, "Grandpa, what are you doing here so late?"

"I'm digging graves here." The old man said with a smile on his face. Qin Zhong grabbed the flashlight and looked at the old man's face. The old man's face was black and gray, either human or not far from death.

Qin Zhong said, "Dig the grave? Digging graves so late? Not during the day?"

"Hi, during the day, I'm afraid I can't stand tomorrow's day, so ah, finish digging quickly, lie in by yourself, and die."

"Damn it, boss, is this a mental illness?" Guo Dafu's mouth is unobstructed.

The old man took a look at Guo Dafu and said fiercely, "Why, you don't die? Sooner or later, you will die, and you may not be able to compare with me at that time!"

"You!"

"Shut up, it's not enough for you to speak, uncle. Look at your bad face. Do you feel uncomfortable?" Qin Zhong asked.

The old man coughed and sighed, "Hey, this is strange. It was fine a few days ago, but several prospecting teams came to the village in the past two days, saying that they were going to prospect here. After hiring us to dig a few big pits, they said that they had not found any mines and turned around and left, but in the past two days, everyone who had dug pits Most of them are dead, and I think I'm about to die, so I chose a piece of land for myself here, dig a pit, and lie inside and wait for death.

"Haha, you are really interesting. Aren't you good? Don't say such depressing words." The old ghost came to him and said.

At this time, a dark shadow appeared in front of Qin Zhong. This dark shadow could not be seen, but his body seemed to be half. These dark shadows circled behind the old man, as if they were waiting for something.

He then asked the old man, "Did you dig anything when you dug a hole?"

"Hmm?" The old man stopped. He seemed to be very uncomfortable with Qin Zhong's words. Qin Zhong's words seemed to have said the thing in his heart that he did not want to confess.

A real smile appeared on Qin Zhong's face: "Old man, I don't know if I'm right. If you don't dig something out collectively, it's just that you partners have done something bad. Anyway, there is something wrong, otherwise it's impossible to go wrong together. I don't know if I'm right. What do you think?"