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Although the village is closed and backward, there is still no shortage of farming tools such as shovels.

After wandering around outside, Wang Wang came back with two shovels.

Ye Xin didn't ask him where he got it, but took a handful and weighed it in his hand.

Pretty smooth.

"What exactly do you want to do?"

Even though he kept reminding himself to hold his breath, the Roy still couldn't suppress his inner curiosity after all.

"I'm going to a mass grave."

When Ye Xin's words fell to the ground, both Wang Wang and Roy were stunned.

"Yesin, you're not going to..."

Wang Wang was incredulous, and seemed to realize what the other party meant by digging something.

"You don't need to follow, I can go alone."

Although Ye Xin didn't respond positively, the answer was obvious.

Roy's red lips parted slightly, and Wang Wang looked at each other in blank dismay.

"I can't explain it to you now."

With one sentence, Ye Xin suppressed all possible problems between the two of them in his stomach, and waited patiently until the night fell before he set off with the shovel in his hand.

Even if he didn't know what he was planning, but now there were only three of them left, they had to be united, Wang Wang and Roy looked at each other and followed tacitly.

The night provided the best cover for the actions of the three of them.

The gates of every household in the village were closed tightly, and the three of them left the village unimpeded, and touched a mountain col full of earthen bags.

As a policeman, Roy is already well-informed, but she has never done such a thing as digging people's graves. Facing the scattered tombs, she instinctively slowed down.

As if nothing had happened, Ye Xin walked over with a shovel in hand like a skilled grave robber.

Wang Wang took a deep breath and clenched the shovel in his hand.

"Officer Luo, you can wait for us here."

This man obviously decided to support Ye Xin unconditionally, he said something understandingly, and quickly followed Ye Xin's footsteps.

Roy looked around.

Barren mountains.

lifeless.

Gusts of cool wind blowing through the body made the place even more gloomy.

Roy pursed his lips, no longer hesitated, and quickly chased after him.

Without any taboo against the dead, Ye Xin picked up a shovel and chiseled down a tomb.

"There are so many graves here, have they all been dug?"

Wang Wang asked.

"Dig new graves with loose soil."

Ye Xin replied without raising his head.

Wang Wang took a deep breath, looked around, found a target, and started working with a shovel in hand.

The Roy, without tools, could only stand by and watch.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

A few indistinct black shadows swayed on the deadly mass grave, accompanied by the sound of digging.

If someone passes by at this time, they must be scared to death.

There is no so-called "thick burial" here. Basically, dig a small pit and simply cover the corpse and the job is over. This undoubtedly eased the difficulty of Ye Xin's grave digging.

In just a few minutes, Ye Xin dug out a corpse that had been sleeping peacefully from the soil.

The Roy who was curious about what he wanted to do saw the other party squatting down, ignoring the dirt, peeling off the soil with his hands, as if he was looking for something.

Then he stood up again without saying a word, and then started digging another tomb non-stop with a shovel in hand.

"Yesin, come here!"

Wang Wang suddenly shouted.

"I found the golden guide."

Ye Xin raised his head, inserted the shovel into the soil, and quickly walked over.

The same goes for Roy.

In front of Wang Wang, there was a bloated corpse lying in the soil. It was indeed Fatty Jin, who died not long ago. Because he had been murdered for only one day, the corpse had not decomposed. There was a hideous big hole in his chest, no different from when he was carried away.

"Yesin, what are you looking for here?"

The Roy couldn't bear it anymore.

She scoffed at feudal superstition, but still had a basic awe for the dead.

What they are doing now is really against the harmony of heaven.

"I don't think he's looking for anything."

Wang Wang leaned on a shovel and looked down at Fatty Jin's body with a solemn expression.

"Officer Luo, take a closer look at these corpses."

The Roy frowned slightly, subconsciously looking towards a nearby tomb that was also dug up.

The picture that caught her eyes made her stunned for a moment.

This corpse should have been dead for a long time, and the body was already half-decomposed, but coincidentally, like Fatty Jin, there was a big hole in his chest, which seemed to be the same as Fatty Jin's death.

"He was also dug out by a ghost?"

Roy couldn't help saying.

"It's not a ghost."

Ye Xin's face was like still water, and he said softly, "It's a human being."

Roy turned his head, "You mean, Kou Chen killed him? He also dug out his heart?"

Ye Xin shook his head, looked away from Fatty Jin's corpse, turned around and said, "I just dug up Erhu's corpse, if you are interested, come and take a look."

Roy and Wang Wang looked at each other and quickly followed.

Erhu's head was smashed beyond recognition, and it was impossible to identify him based on his appearance, but Roy still had an impression of the clothes he was wearing. After all, she went to the scene and almost clashed with the villagers.

"How can it be?"

When seeing Erhu's body, Roy was completely shocked.

Like the two corpses before, a big hole was also dug out of Erhu's chest.

If one is just a coincidence, then it is definitely not a coincidence that two corpses have the same trauma.

And you must know that the corpse of Erhu she saw at that time did not have such injuries on his body.

Could it be that Kou Chen was not satisfied with killing him, and also quietly "whipped the corpse"?

No matter how crazy Kou Chen is for love, he shouldn't be so perverted.

"He should have died from a severe blow to the head, and his body was intact when he died?"

The Roy people wondered if they remembered it wrong.

After all, the continuous strong stimulation in the past few days is prone to memory deviation.

"Yes, when he died, there was no wound on his chest."

Wang Wang answered decisively, confirming that the memory of the Roy people was not wrong.

So here comes the problem.

How did the wound on the chest of this corpse come about?

"It should be after his death that someone dug out his chest."

Wang Wang said in a deep voice.

Roy was a little distracted, subconsciously said: "Who would be so boring?"

boring.

This word sounds a bit out of place, but it seems to describe it very accurately~lightnovelpub.net~ Even if it is a ghost, it will definitely not be unnecessary.

"Could it be that the corpse here..."

Wang Wang seemed to realize something, looked around, then picked up the shovel and walked to a new grave, and began to dig hard again.

One.

two.

three...

More and more bodies were exhumed.

The sweaty Wang Wang stopped, leaning on the shovel, breathing heavily.

Ye Xin was expressionless.

Roy was in a trance, his mind blank.

Under the dark night, dead bodies of various degrees of decay lay on the dirty slope, and the big holes in the chest were strangely identical.