Pit Master System Game Life

"Let's hurry up too! The gunfire that rang out just now is not far from here, and the people who find fault are probably coming this way!"

Yang Tianhao nodded in agreement, and then the two immediately set off, rushing towards the detected downhill road, without stopping.

Without the burden, the speed was significantly faster than before. It took less than an hour for the two of them to reach the foot of the mountain.

I went back to the old man's house and temporarily settled down. I asked the people in the village and said that the old man's body had been settled by the police.

"I'm exhausted from this trip." Wang Le went to the bed, forming a "big" character, and didn't want to move.

"That's where the old man was before he was alive. Be careful that he will come to you for the first seven days." Yang Tianhao sat on the armchair to rest.

"Whatever you like, look for whoever you like, anyway, I'm not worth it, even if Lord Yan looks for it, I'll have to sleep enough before we talk!"

The voice of talking became smaller and smaller, Yang Tianhao and Wang Le fell asleep without saying a word, and they were exhausted after traveling all night.

It was not until evening that the two of them woke up.

"Comfortable!" Wang Le stretched his waist and said.

"Yeah." Yang Tianhao rubbed his eyes and followed him.

"Xiao Le, I thought about it all night last night. What do you mean by Wu Wei's words before he died?"

Wang Le recalled it for a while, remembering that Wu Wei had been talking about his mother when he died, so he was sure it was not a dying entrustment.

"Did he say that we should go to clean his mother's cemetery?" Wang Le speculated.

"Where did we bury his mother?" Yang Tianhao asked.

"Houpo, what's the matter?" Wang Le asked.

"Get up, get up quickly." Yang Tianhao walked to the bedside, pulled Wang Le, and asked him to put on his coat quickly.

Wang Le, who hadn't reacted yet, was so stiff that he was wearing shoes. He didn't know why Yang Tianhao was in such a hurry to go to Wu Wei's fucking grave to find something unpleasant.

"What are you doing there? You can dig it out even if you're dead?"

Yang Tianhao sat on the side and said: "Keep your mouth clean and be careful not to provoke dirty things. I won't accompany you to death."

"Are you still afraid of this?" Wang Le laughed.

"It's better to believe in something than in nothing. There are a lot of ghosts in this world, and there may be one around you!"

"What do you mean by that, maybe you want to."

Wang Le put his hands on his chest, it seems that what Yang Tianhao said just now caused his misunderstanding.

"Where are you thinking, can I be that kind of person? I haven't done anything wrong to you along the way!"

"Cut, I'm just taking care of you along the way, what contribution have you made?" Wang Le walked to the table and poured a glass of water to drink.

"Pfft! There's something wrong with the water!"

Wang Le sprayed the water he just drank everywhere, Yang Tianhao walked over vigilantly, opened the lid of the pot to check the situation.

"Try it." Wang Le said, wiping his mouth.

"Tsk, there is something wrong with the water and you still let me drink it, you are really my biological friend!" Yang Tianhao glared at him.

"Just take a sip, it's okay." Wang Le said.

In order to find out what was wrong with the water in the pot, Yang Tianhao poured a small amount into the cup, which was almost nothing, and then licked it with his tongue.

"How? Did you taste anything?"

Yang Tianhao shook his head, except for the smell of tap water, there was no other special feeling.

"Impossible! After you finish drinking, you don't feel like you don't want to drink water anymore?" Wang Le asked him with a frown.

"Why do you feel that way?"

"Think about it, the water in your head is overflowing, can you still drink it?"

Wang Le said with a smirk, slowly moving towards the door, finally hurting Yang Tianhao once, if he was revenged, it would be too worthless.

"Stop!" Yang Tianhao immediately reacted after hearing this, and rushed towards Wang Le.

"If you have the guts, just stop! I promise not to kill you!"

Yang Tianhao said while picking up the broom in the corner. If words and deeds are different, he should be able to get No.1.

"You think I'm stupid? If I stop, can you still let go of the thing in your hand? Don't talk to me!"

Wang Le didn't like him at all, he ran around the house happily, relying on how many years older he was than Yang Tianhao, he nakedly satirized him for being small-minded and not thinking about things.

"Too lazy to be as knowledgeable as you!" Yang Tianhao stopped chasing him for a while, and sat on the sofa to get lucky.

If Fan Jiang was present, he would definitely criticize Wang Le, saying that he didn't look like an adult, that he would fight with Yang Tianhao and his children, and finally give them a lesson together.

After all, Yang Tianhao is still a teenager. Although he is more mature than other people of the same age, at most it is the comparison between elementary school students and kindergartens, and the difference is not too much.

"Why, are you angry? Don't worry about it. I want you to think about things more comprehensively. I didn't mean to hurt you. Be a man, be magnanimous."

"I'm not generous? So what kind of generosity is? At the hotel, that sister misunderstood that we were gay, and I didn't say anything, so I'm not generous?" Yang Tianhao said full of grievances.

"Oh, don't mention that, it makes me uncomfortable to think about it. Since I was a child, that time was the most embarrassing time for me! Next time this happens again, let Fan Jiang come with you!" Wang Le said more and more angry, and his mood plummeted.

From the two of them waking up to now, nothing has been done, except for a quarrel, there has been no progress at all.

"Mouse, stop making noise! ​​Get down to business! Don't you want to go to Wu Wei's mother's grave? If you don't go, it will be dark, and it will be even more inconvenient to move!"

The little monk's voice appeared in mid-air, which reminded him that it was more important to figure out what was going on.

"I'm going to Wu Wei's fucking cemetery, will you go?"

"Why are you still scolding people?!"

"When did I curse someone?!"

"I scolded you just now!"

"Whatever! I'm going to the fucking cemetery, are you going or not? If not, I'll go myself!"

"Fuck off!"

After a stormy conversation, Yang Tianhao walked towards Wu Wei's fucking cemetery alone with a shovel on his shoulders, and it was getting dark just as he left the house.

"quack--!"

Three or two crows circled above Yang Tianhao's head, which made him feel sick and strange at the same time.

"There are crows in Yunnan? Why haven't I heard of them before?"

With doubts, Yang Tianhao walked to the hillside behind Wu Wei's house, planning to give his dead mother a "surprise surprise" to comfort the dead.

It was already dark, so Yang Tianhao took his mobile phone to light up the lights. Wu Wei's house was in a very remote location, and there were no people around. Yang Tianhao was still a little scared when he came to dig someone's grave alone at night.

"Auntie, I didn't mean to offend. It was your son who ordered me to do so, so I acted boldly. If you blame it, blame Wu Wei! Although he is dead now."

Yang Tianhao muttered in a low voice, raised his head from time to time to look at the surrounding situation, and by the way complained that Wang Le really didn't come with him.

"If you don't come, you won't come! It's like who cares about him! I can do it myself! Isn't it just digging a grave! It seems to be afraid of me!" Yang Tianhao's voice was trembling when he said this, and he didn't know how stiff his mouth was What kind of strength.

"Crack!" "Clang!"

There are stones in the soil, and the shovel makes a crisp sound when it is shoveled up. It would be fine during the day, but this night, it makes people get goosebumps.

"Hiss—" Yang Tianhao took a breath, feeling that his lungs were almost frozen into ice lumps.

"The winter in the south is so cold, people living in the north have to freeze to dryness! What a crime!"

He didn't understand his own affairs, so he was worried about how the people who went to the north would spend the winter. Yang Tianhao, who grew up in the south since he was a child, probably didn't know what level of heating was in the north.

"The soil is frozen hard enough! You can't even shovel it!"