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Night in the mountain village always comes earlier than outside.

The black velvet-like sky is covered with bright stars.

The villagers who had been busy all day rested early.

Summer night starry sky, quiet mountain village.

What a natural and pleasant scene it should be.

Unfortunately, two disharmonious figures appeared.

On the winding road in the village, two sneaky men quietly reached outside the only house with the light on, like thieves.

They were obviously very familiar with the village. They could find the right place in the dark without even using a flashlight.

The two clumsily climbed over the wall and threw a piece of meat into the dog's bowl.

The big yellow dog that looked after the house not only didn't bark when it saw the two of them, but wagged its tail affectionately, then turned around and eagerly ate the piece of meat.

The two of them quietly came to the bottom of the window, leaned against the wall, raised their ears and eavesdropped hard.

Inside is a small bedroom.

The lights are dim.

The room was filled with clutter, and there was a small wooden bed placed against the wall.

There was a young man lying on the bed, smelling of alcohol. While he was sleeping soundly, he didn't forget to hug his backpack tightly.

The zipper of the backpack opened a corner, and an old black umbrella handle popped out.

There was an old man sitting next to the bed, smoking a cigarette and muttering something vaguely in a low voice.

"You can sleep peacefully here, uncle. I won't harm you. I just want you to do a little favor."

After finishing talking, the old man looked at the young man on the bed strangely, got up, turned off the light, and walked out.

The room fell silent.

Before the smell of dry smoke dissipated, a gap was opened in the window.

A pair of old eyes came up to take a look, and then the window was slowly pushed open.

First a sack was thrown in, and then two sneaky figures crept into the house.

Using his hands and feet, he made some noise.

But the young man on the bed was still fast asleep, unaware.

The two waited carefully for a moment, and when they saw that the young man did not respond, they grabbed the sack on the ground and walked quietly to the bed.

The young man smacked his mouth in his sleep, turned over with his bulging backpack in his arms.

The two sneaky figures were startled. After looking at each other, they cautiously stopped beside the bed and took out a bundle of rope and a kitchen knife from the sack.

One person holds the rope and the other person holds the kitchen knife.

The rope wrapped tentatively around the young man.

The man holding the knife stared without blinking, fearing that the young man would suddenly wake up.

It looked like the young man was really drunk and unconscious. His whole body was tied tightly and he was still unconscious.

The two became more courageous. One pushed the young man up, and the other took a sack and covered his head.

The drunken young man just got into the sack, was carried on the shoulders by the two of them, and moved to the window.

One person climbed out first and took over outside, while the other pushed the sack inside.

The two of them cooperated inside and outside, and the idea was good, but their bodies seemed not strong enough, and it was very difficult to carry it.

Coincidentally, at this moment, the young man in the sack suddenly moved, tilted his body, rolled forward, and hit the man outside directly.

"Ouch!"

After letting out a cry of pain, he hurriedly covered his mouth.

The two of them waited nervously for a while with their eyes wide open, and then breathed a sigh of relief when no one heard them.

The man in the house climbed out in a hurry, not even bothering to close the window.

The two of them worked together to lift the sack and walked quietly towards the courtyard gate.

The big yellow dog had already finished eating the meat and was licking the empty bowl in reminiscence. When he saw the two people coming out, he quickly ran over and waggled his tail enthusiastically.

"A piece of meat is not enough. You have to be greedy to death. You are just like your old man! You want to eat alone!"

The man behind him cursed secretly and threw another piece of meat out.

I went to pick up rhubarb shit.

The two of them struggled to carry the sacks and opened the courtyard door. As soon as they stepped out, the one in front couldn't hold it.

The sack slid aside and he sat on the ground, out of breath.

"No, no, Lao Shan, this drunk man is dead, I have no strength left, I have to take a rest!"

"It's hard to just go out now. What should we do if there's such a long road ahead?" The man behind said this, but he was actually out of breath.

He closed the courtyard door and sat aside.

"I have a wheelbarrow at home. When I get over my breath, I will push it over and put this kid on the bus. Isn't it better for us to push the cart than to carry it?"

"You old guy, you still have this thing at home, why didn't you tell me earlier!"

"It's not because you are anxious, for fear that the good old man will take the person away first. It's like urging someone to kill you."

"Who would have thought that this kid is so heavy? Back then, I could carry a hundred kilograms of grain by myself, and that was no problem."

"You're still old, otherwise, we wouldn't have to take advantage of this kid."

The two rested for a while, one stayed to look at the sacks, and the other went home to get the wheelbarrow.

I huddled in the sack. Although I couldn't breathe easily, I felt more and more interesting.

What do the old people in this village want to do?

First of all, it is not about seeking money.

Because since I was drunk until now, no one has touched my backpack.

Secondly, it doesn’t look like killing someone.

Otherwise, I would have been killed with one knife.

These two old men were clumsy and did not often do this kind of work. The rope tied to my body was unprofessional and had already been loosened.

There is still a long time tonight, so I am very patient and play slowly with them.

Only by catching them can we threaten them to tell them about the pig-killer family.

Through testing during the day, I can confirm that they definitely know something, but they are just unwilling to say it.

I moved my body and got into a more comfortable position.

Then, he took out his dagger and punched two holes in the sack to allow ventilation and to observe the situation outside.

It was dark and the old man didn't dare to turn on the light, so he didn't notice anything unusual about the sack.

After waiting for a while, the old man became a little anxious, stood up and looked around not far away.

"Lao Wei, this guy is too slow. It's only a few steps away, why don't you come?"

After a few glances, he paced back and forth anxiously.

"Is there something wrong?"

"That's not the case. When we go out, we have made arrangements with our family in advance. This is a big deal. How can our family be so ignorant?"

He glanced at the yard, took out his mobile phone, covered the lit screen with his hand, and called the other party.

I called several times before the other party picked up.

"What's wrong with you? Why don't you come here! If the old man finds out, we can't even touch his hair!"

As soon as the phone call came through, he roared.

"Something delayed me. It's coming. It's coming."

He hung up the phone angrily and cursed a few times. He was still angry until another old man ran back pushing a wheelbarrow.

"What on earth are you doing? Can you tell the importance? You don't know what is important?"

"Ouch, stop nagging and get people in the car first."

The two old men worked together to lift me up and put me on the wheelbarrow.

One pulls in the front and one pushes in the back.

Under the cover of darkness, we sneaked towards the back of the village.