I asked Zhang Dabiao what was going on and why people had suddenly shown up, as the wooden door on the porch wouldn't be smashed open anytime soon.
Zhang Dabiao scanned the surroundings for anything he could use to escape, explaining, "I don't know. I was still examining that coffin, and before I could pry it open, I heard brakes outside. Before I could go out to see what was happening, a group of people rushed in. When they saw me messing with the coffin, they immediately started fighting me. I only ran in here when I saw them pull out modified hunting rifles."
Feeling the force of the impact behind me, my heart pounded, and my palms began to sweat.
I didn't know what kind of people those were, but I knew that grave robbers like Wang Jun were capable of murder and robbery.
This time, I had pushed him into a pit and almost buried him alive. The grudge was huge, and on top of that, I had likely ruined his plans. If he came in, he would surely kill us.
"Brother Zhang, what should we do now?"
Zhang Dabiao looked around the yard and suddenly his eyes lit up. "Hold them off for a bit. I'll go get that thing to prop it up."
As soon as Zhang Dabiao left, the impact on the door behind me became more violent, and the bolt made creaking sounds, as if a bull were frantically ramming the door. My body trembled.
I saw Zhang Dabiao walk to the stone tablet, take off his fox fur coat, put aside his bone-piercing nails and mountain-splitting saber, tighten his belt, lower his waist, and with a surge of strength, lift the stone tablet that I had spent so much effort prying open.
His action left me dumbfounded.
The stone tablet was as tall as a person, more than ten centimeters thick, and nearly half a meter wide. I estimated it weighed at least three to four hundred pounds, yet Zhang Dabiao lifted it so easily. He was very strong.
"Don't just stand there, move aside."
While I was stunned, Zhang Dabiao had already moved the stone tablet to the doorway, sweat flowing down his cheeks like a stream.
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Zhang Dabiao placed the stone tablet on the ground, found an angle, and wedged it under the lower edge of the bolt. The bolt, which had been shaking back and forth, became stable with the support of the stone tablet. Immediately, there were shouts of curses from outside.
Seeing that they couldn't get in for the moment, I breathed a sigh of relief.
"Hoo..."
I leaned against the door, gasping for breath. Zhang Dabiao was not much better. He had exerted more effort than me, and he was also panting while looking around the yard.
"Brother Zhang... what are you looking for?"
"I'm looking for anything useful in the yard. The stone tablet can only hold them off for a while. Don't stand there, hurry into the house and see if you can find any rope. We need to climb over the wall to escape."
After speaking, Zhang Dabiao walked directly into the house to his right.
"Oh... okay!"
Then I entered the house closest to me. The room was covered in dust and cobwebs. I scanned the room, but there was no rope or anything like it, not even tables or chairs. I guessed that even a mouse would leave in tears.
The second room was the same. It wasn't until I entered the last room that I saw something strange.
As soon as I entered, a table was placed facing the door. On it were three plates with some black things, I didn't know what they were. Behind the plates were two half-burnt candles, also covered in dust and cobwebs.
If it were just these, I wouldn't have felt anything strange. What was strange was a painting hanging on the wall.
It was only covered in a bit of dust, but there were no cobwebs.
The painting was a portrait of a woman. She was wearing a white long dress and holding a round fan with mandarin ducks playing in the water. The two mandarin ducks were painted vividly, completely obscuring half of the woman's face, leaving only a pair of eyes that seemed to be half-closed.
"Strange. The things in other rooms were taken away, so why is there still a painting?"
When my gaze met hers, I had an illusion, as if she were looking at me too. I was so scared that I took a step back.
"It's daytime, could I have seen a ghost?"
I calmed myself down, activated my Xuan Yang Qi, and felt it carefully. I didn't sense any lingering obsession or Yin Qi.
It seemed to be an illusion caused by light and shadow.
Just then, Zhang Dabiao's shout came from outside, telling me to hurry out, as he had found a way to escape.
"Hey! Coming."
I agreed and was about to turn to leave, but as soon as I turned, that feeling of being watched again.
If it was a coincidence once, then twice was definitely not a coincidence. This painting definitely had a problem, but I couldn't figure out what the problem was for a moment. After thinking about it, I jumped onto the table, took down the painting, rolled it up, and put it on my back.
When I went out, I saw Zhang Dabiao fiddling with some dry grass.
"Where did you find the dry grass?"
Zhang Dabiao casually pointed, "In that room. Hurry up and help me weave a grass rope. Whether we can escape depends on it."
With two people working, it didn't take long to weave three to four meters of grass rope.
"Okay, that's enough."
Then Zhang Dabiao took a broken stool from the house and chopped the legs with the mountain-splitting saber, turning them into hooks.
Afterward, Zhang Dabiao found a relatively easy-to-climb spot, threw the rope up, and it hooked onto something. He pulled it a couple of times. "I'll go up first, then I'll pull you up."
When Zhang Dabiao pulled me onto the top of the wall, and I was about to jump out of the yard, the door was also smashed open. The leader was Wang Jun.
"Hurry up and find them. Don't let them escape."
Behind Wang Jun was a young man, about thirty years old, wearing a casual suit, which seemed out of place with Wang Jun's group of grave robbers.
As my gaze fell on the young man, he also turned his head in my direction.
His face was unusually pale, as if he had been underground for years without seeing the sun. He was wearing sunglasses, and although I couldn't see his eyes, I knew he had definitely seen me. But for some reason, he didn't say anything.
As I turned my head to jump, I saw the corner of his mouth curve slightly, and then he loudly cursed Wang Jun for being useless, taking so long to open a broken door. He threatened to skin him alive if they let anyone escape.
"What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and run!" Zhang Dabiao pushed me, who was in a daze.
"Oh!"
When we returned to our accommodation, Zhang Dabiao went out to find a car, while I returned Sun Chuang's soul. Seeing his complexion clearly improve, I felt as if a heavy stone had been lifted from my heart.
I don't know what means Zhang Dabiao used, but he actually found a beat-up van. After we lifted Sun Chuang into the car, we turned around and drove towards the outskirts of the village.
"Screech!"
Just as I was relaxing and about to doze off, my body lurched forward, and I was suddenly thrown back against the seat.
Before I could ask what was happening, I saw seven or eight SUVs parked in front of our car.
In front of the SUVs, a chair was placed, and a woman was sitting on it with her legs crossed, her expression unreadable, looking at me leisurely.
"Fang Huixin, this woman is really persistent."
I didn't expect Fang Huixin to suddenly appear before me at this time, blocking our path.
I opened the car door and jumped out.
"Boss Fang, what do you mean by this?"
"I told you, if you don't do what you promised me, I won't let you leave Molu Village."
I cursed her in my heart, but I put on a fawning expression. "My friend is sick and needs to go to the county hospital urgently. Can you let us go to the hospital first? After my friend gets better, I'll help you find your daughter, okay?"
"Sick? Then it's your friend's bad luck. I can't help you." After speaking, Fang Huixin stood up and said to the people beside her, "If they escape Molu Village, you can find a place to bury yourselves."