Chapter 13

  "Goodbye... talk... words... done... everyone... come... done..." Shen Shuxian's teeth chattered due to the cold, and all her words were stuttered.

  Kang Weiwei seemed to be infected too, her teeth chattering "G-good... okay"

  My mouth is shut, but my body is still shaking. It's freezing cold, what kind of ghost did I run into? If this continues, I'll become a frozen corpse.

  Take a closer look, and the person is wrapped in thick scarves, with their face covered, and they seem to be holding an iron shovel. What's going on? Where did she find that?

  It should be Zhou Huijuan.

  Getting closer, the white snow's light set off her richly nourished face, and a strange glow flickered in her eyes. She didn't notice the two people behind the tombstones among the withered grass under the crooked-necked tree.

  She stood with her back to Kang Weiwei, seemingly searching around in a circle until she reached the largest tomb. She circled it once and then identified the words on the tombstone again.

  Kang Weiwei and Shen Shuxian held their breath, the funny thing was that they were afraid of shouting out due to excessive tension, so they tried their best to cover their mouths, but those white air escaped from between their fingers, carefully breathing in the cold air.

  Zhou Huijuan must have eaten her fill before coming out, digging for so long without taking a break. Are those few thousand dollars really that important to her old man? She's really obedient.

  Shen Shuxian saw her shoveling the snow covering the tomb to one side, and shoveling the mud was actually easier. A question popped into her mind: were these soils loose?

  Zhou Huijuan dug for about ten minutes, sweating profusely, and removed her scarf. She continued to dig with her head down, and soon a small mound of earth accumulated beside her.

  After the grave was dug open, a passage appeared, about one person's size, with faint light inside. Zhou Huijuan was overjoyed and quickly crawled in, disappearing from sight.

  He finally came back to his senses and said to Shen Shuxian, "Let's follow them in?"

  Shen Shuxian nodded. The two walked to the entrance, Shen Shuxian went in first, turned her head and saw that Kang Mi was stuck at the entrance because she wore too much. From this moment on, she made a vow in her heart that from tomorrow on, she must prepare to lose weight.

  The passageway was a bit like a mole's hole, winding and twisting, with an inky blackness in the middle. All I could do was feel my way along the wall and walk quietly. At this moment, Kang Miao suddenly missed the warmth of her blanket. It was so cold that it felt like walking naked. Truly loving someone is a dead-end road.

  Finally saw the faint light in front of me.

  Finally saw the faint light in front of him.

  Two people crouched down, almost sticking to the ground as they walked, until they reached a spacious and grand hall. Inside, coffins were neatly arranged one by one. It was even colder here, and Kang Miao felt like he was about to freeze into a daze.

  All that can be seen is Zhou Huijuan struggling to pry open a plank of the coffin, inside are handguns, rifles, machine guns, and various caliber cannons.

  The two people behind walked step by step closer, and suddenly Zhou Huijuan turned her head back, almost falling off the coffin.

  Kang Wei didn't wait for Zhou Huijuan to shout out, and directly rushed up to cover her mouth with his hand, using all his strength. He could feel Zhou Huijuan's icy cold teeth on the palm of his hand. Although Zhou Huijuan had already exhausted most of her energy from digging the grave, she still struggled desperately and bit Kang Wei's hand.

  Shen Shuxian heard Kang Weiwei's miserable cry, and she came back to her senses. She looked at the knife in her hand and aimed it at Zhou Huijuan's neck, but it was just a fruit knife for cutting pears.

  Zhou Huijuan dodged to the side, and Kang Miao gave a forceful push. Zhou Huijuan stumbled and fell onto the corner of the coffin, knocking herself unconscious.

  Just now still in a life-and-death struggle, suddenly gained the upper hand, the two winners were somewhat at a loss for this sudden victory, standing there stupidly.

  Kang MiMi looked at her own hand, which was slowly bleeding, and said slowly, "Let's hurry up and drag her out."

  The two of them first carried the coffin boards up and covered it well, then carried Zhou Huijuan towards the exit. The two also didn't speak, afraid of consuming too much physical strength.

  The iron shovel was still at the entrance, and Shen Shuxian covered the exit with a shovel, thinking about how to make Zhou Huijuan die naturally. The two had no experience at all, and they were at a loss for what to do with the unconscious Zhou Huijuan.

  "I've got a good idea," said Kang Mi, "Why don't we let her die by bleeding now?"

  Shen Shuxian shook her head, "This will arouse people's suspicion, and sooner or later it will be traced back to us."

  Kang Weiwei was anxious, "What's your idea, say it quickly, she'll wake up soon and it's all over, biting me so painfully, what a trash!"

  At this time, Shen Shuxian was seen taking off Zhou Huijuan's clothes. Kang Miao said, "How, do you want to rape and then kill?"

  Shen Shuxian gave her a cold glance, "You're crazy, I wanted to let her freeze to death, and you come help, stuff her scarf into her mouth."

  Kang's trembling continued, and suddenly Zhou Huijuan's eyes opened wide, as if her eyeballs were about to burst out. Shen Shunxian had already stripped her naked, including her underwear.

  Zhou Huijuan's eyes were pleading, her head shaking constantly.

  Kang MiMi let go, and Zhou HuiJuan's pale body rolled around in the snow. Shen ShuXian said to Kang MiMi, "Close your eyes, I'll do it!"

  The last thing Zhou Huijuan saw in this world was the iron hoe, her own carefully selected sharp iron hoe, Aoni brand, durable and reliable. Now it's in Shen Shuxian's hands, a lethal weapon swinging towards her.

  A few muffled sounds, probably the back of an iron shovel colliding with Zhou Huijuan's skull, or perhaps the sound of eyeballs bursting out of their sockets, or maybe the sound of teeth shattering.

  As she gradually calmed down, Kang Mi saw Zhou Huijuan's face through the snowlight filtering through her fingers, and tears began to flow. How could it have become like this? If not for the scarf stuffed into her mouth, no one would be able to recognize that this was still Zhou Huijuan who had been desperately struggling just a minute ago.

  Her head was split open from the middle, with one eyeball sunken into its socket and the other bulging out, connected to pale red blood vessels hanging from the corner of her mouth. Her nose had collapsed into the flesh, some teeth were missing, others remained in her mouth, and her lips were flat and painted on, her face covered in a mixture of blood and mud, staring back at herself.

  Zhou Huijuan's face was as vivid as if it had been run over by a large truck.

  The snow around her melted, replaced by a cracked, iron-shovel-pulverized head slowly flowing out of grayish-white **, emitting heat, roughly brain pulp, with blood threads, presenting a strange pink color. Waves of stench filled the surrounding air, giving people a suffocating feeling.

  "Don't throw up, don't throw up. If you do, we're done for." Shen Shuxian shook Kang Yuanyuan's shoulders, her own stomach churning at the smell of fresh death. The food she had eaten that night was now rising to her throat, and she forced herself to speak, "Even if you vomit, swallow it back down. Hold on a bit longer."

  After a few minutes, Kang Mi passed out and came back to her senses. "Did we kill her? Did we commit murder?"

  Shen Shuxian nodded calmly, "Yes, we killed her. More precisely, I killed her. If anything happens in the future, I'll take responsibility alone."

  Kang Weiwei held her in the past, "What to do, what to do? Now you say what to do?"

  At this moment, Kang Yu felt a strong friendship with Shen Shuxian, and after this incident, they had become sworn sisters.

  Snowflakes fell again, Shen Shuxian looked at Zhou Huijuan's body and then looked up at the sky. "Hurry up, let's head south. Have you forgotten about the small river next to us?"

  Enduring a strong urge to vomit, the two walked along the south wall of the backyard, dragging the head of the corpse with a scarf until they reached the edge of the yard. They deliberately chose to walk on the grass to avoid leaving long drag marks, until they heard the gurgling sound of the river water. Beyond the wall was a small river, and basically no one would pass by this place in winter.

  The wall was not high, Shen Shuxian rode on the wall, pulling upwards with force, Kang Miao Miao hugged Zhou Huijuan's icy legs and pushed upwards from below, below was a raging torrent, just as Shen Shuxian was about to throw Zhou Huijuan's corpse into the water, she suddenly saw Zhou Huijuan's face facing her own, as if wanting to say something, her heart skipped a beat, her hand went soft, and with a thud, she fell into the water flow, slowly being washed away.

  Kang Weiwei was actually squatting in the corner of the wall, crying. The place where she had been bitten and bled earlier hurt badly, and on top of that, it was cold and scary, but she didn't dare cry too loudly.

  Shen Shuxian jumped down from the wall, "Let's hurry back, it's going to be dawn."

  Back to the dormitory, no one was met on the way, which is also lucky. Perhaps this matter was helped by heaven, sneaking back to the dormitory, Luo Xiaoyu quickly took hot tea to warm their hands.

  "Bring the basin." Kang Yu said with all his might.

  Wow, the two of them faced the basin and sprayed wildly, finally able to spit out that strange, terrifying, dead person's smell, which seemed to be mixed with some sandalwood flavor, in short, an indescribable weirdness.

  Since the news was provided by Luo Xiaoyu, it didn't matter if she knew, so I told her the whole story. Later, Luo Xiaoyu also vomited because Shen Shuxian let her smell the bloody smell on her hand.

  At the first crow of the rooster, the sky slowly brightened up. The three people were all squeezed onto Luo Xiaoyu's bed, snoring loudly and refusing to go back to their own beds, saying they were afraid of ghosts. They weren't afraid of killing people, but they were afraid of ghosts. The snow fell thickly on the ground, covering it in a vast expanse of white, and for the time being, it showed no signs of stopping. The snow covered up the blood.

  This time when she slept, Shen Shuxian did not have a nightmare and slept very soundly.