Chapter 7: Destroying the Corpse and Erasing All Traces

  The devils directed the traitors to put out the fire, but Hu Fei sat in the shade of the wall root watching the joke. However, this time for watching jokes was short and it would be boring if it lasted long. Although there were benches at the wall root, Hu Fei couldn't step on the bench and climb over the wall to escape now, that would expose him too easily!

  The bright red flames illuminated the entire courtyard, Hu Fei's eyes left the fire scene and looked around, two steps away from him was lying Chang Gong Er Zhuang, next to him was an iron shovel. He crouched down and quietly crawled over, taking the iron shovel into his hands. With this thing, he had a defensive weapon and also had a tool for putting out the fire. Even if he pretended to be a traitor to put out the fire, in this chaotic scene, other traitors might not necessarily recognize him.

  Slowly standing up, he rubbed some mud from the ground onto his face and, carrying an iron shovel, walked towards the fire scene. He planned to pretend to be a traitor and look for an opportunity to slip away.

  "Hurry up! That place!" The devil pointed to a newly emerged fire with his hand, giving orders to this seemingly stupid Han traitor.

  "Yes, yes." Hu Fei nodded and responded to the devil, waving his iron shovel and rushing over to pat the fire head several times. He chose a small piece of burning wood, and with two shovels, he naturally put out the fire. Thinking that the fire was extinguished, he turned around and wanted to leave, but the devil called him back again, "Your turn! Rush in immediately to put out the fire! Hurry up!"

  The devils were somewhat dissatisfied with Hu Fei, who seemed honest but was actually cunning. This time, he pointed to the entire house in the middle of the fire scene, which had flames shooting up two or three zhang high! If they rushed into this place, it wouldn't be putting out the fire, but rather playing with fire!

  "Tai Jun, there was something shining over there just now, it seemed like a treasure." Hu Fei ignored the enemy's order to put out the fire and instead leaned in closer to the enemy, mysteriously pointing towards the dark area with a look of fear that others might notice. The direction he pointed at had nothing but a well platform and some weeds, even Hu Fei himself didn't know how he came up with such an unreliable idea.

  "Darling?" The ghost's face immediately showed surprise and excitement, apparently the two words "darling" had a great attraction to the ghost. "Over there? Yo Xi, you lead the way, I'll search around!" After saying that, he didn't wait for Hu Fei's response, and pulled him towards the direction of the well platform.

  Around the fire scene, whether it was the devils or the traitors, everyone was busy putting out the fire and didn't notice the two people heading towards the well. Even if someone saw them, they wouldn't have paid attention, as the well was a bit far away but still within the courtyard. In fact, the well was even within the range of the fire scene. If it weren't for the devils and traitors being unfamiliar with the Hu residence, maybe someone would have already fetched water from the well to put out the fire by now.

  "Where is the flashlight? Where is the baby?" The devil asked while walking, with a rifle on his shoulder and his hand still gripping the gun strap without loosening.

  "Just over here, I just saw that light flashing twice right here." Hu Fei lowered his head to look at the ground, using the iron shovel in his hand to flip over stones and dig through the grass, searching very carefully.

  The devil initially looked at Hu Fei searching, but soon lost patience and pulled out a dagger to start searching for treasure among the grass. While digging in the ground, the devil's eyes observed Hu Fei beside him, especially the iron shovel in his hand. He didn't forget to be on guard against this unfamiliar Han traitor.

  Hu Fei took a glance at the devil beside him, then looked at the crowd in the distance who were busy putting out the fire. At the same time, he had to keep an eye on the ground, lest he trip over some careless stone and lose face.

  While rummaging underground, he quietly grabbed a stone the size of his palm with sharp edges. Originally, using an iron shovel was the most convenient, but although this long fellow had great lethality, it was equally easy for the devils to guard against and be seen by those rescue workers. Hu Fei couldn't guarantee that after the devils were on guard, he could still quickly take care of this guy.

  "What's this?" The two of them had already walked to the farthest point from the fire scene, and if they went any further, they would reach the wall. Hu Fei suddenly exclaimed and casually threw his iron shovel aside, taking two urgent steps forward as if he really found something.

  "Where? Where?" As expected, Hu Fei's exclamation and his action of throwing the iron shovel instantly made the ghost relax its vigilance. The ghost quickly took a few steps in Hu Fei's direction, holding a bayonet. "Ah, silver coin!" The ghost bent down to pick up a shiny coin from the ground, with an uncontrollable joy on its face. One silver coin was nothing, but having one wasn't it possible to find a second, third, a whole can, a box, or even tens of thousands of silver coins?

  Hold up the silver coin and examine it carefully in the faint red glow of the fire. This is a genuine silver coin, with a round face chubby head embossed on the silver surface, which is a high-quality silver dollar commonly known as "Yuan Datou" in China!

  "It's a silver coin, you're really lucky!" Hu Fei said with a smile, and as the ghost turned around with a surprised look on his face, his right hand, which was holding a stone, quickly swung out, "Slap!"

  The sound was really not loud, but the effect was surprisingly good. The angular stone blocks hit the devil's temple position with a solid thud! Just look at the devil's head swinging violently to one side, and then falling straight down like a sack. The huge noise in the distance completely drowned out the sound of the body falling to the ground, as for the sound of the stone hitting the devil, probably only Hu Fei and the devil who was hit heard it.

  As the devil fell, Hu Fei also squatted down. Squatting on the ground was obviously much smaller than standing as a target.

  Wanting to leave here for Wanghai Mountain's Third Ditch to rely on "Old North Wind" definitely requires taking a not-so-near road, Hu Fei now urgently needs to collect travel expenses, this delivered-to-the-door ghost child is quite a bit like Song Gongming's style of being eager to do good deeds.

  Hu Fei's two hands quickly searched the ghost's body. Although he had never done such a thing before, his flexible fingers and sharp mind, which he had cultivated since childhood through martial arts training, still allowed him to search the ghost's body with ease. Apart from his own silver dollar, he also found some money on the ghost. The silver dollar that the ghost had picked up was actually thrown to the ground by Hu Fei on purpose. Otherwise, even if Old Hu's family was wealthy, they wouldn't be able to casually throw silver dollars around the courtyard, would they?

  Apart from the money, they also found a rifle, a packet of bullets, a bayonet and a canteen on the Japanese soldier. As for the helmet and boots, Hu Fei was not interested in them at all, nor did he have time to take them. Time was pressing, so for now, let's just hurry up and leave this place first.

  Useful things are put aside, and the devil's two feet are pulled to drag the person to the wellhead, and then pushed down along the well mouth. "Splash!" A sound of water, destroying the body and erasing the evidence is complete!

  He easily slung the rifle over his shoulder, hung the canteen around his neck, tied the bayonet to his calf, and Hu Fei walked towards the crowd with his iron shovel in hand, shouting a couple of times in a pretentious manner before swaggering back to his own gate.

  The crowd of firefighters came and went, Hu Fei carried a Type 38 rifle, hung a Japanese military canteen, held an iron shovel in his hand, but the clothes on his body were blue velvet cotton-padded jacket, this outfit looked out of place no matter how you looked at it.