I told him what happened before. Heimao got angry and glared at me. He lowered his voice and cursed, "What are you two doing?"
This matter was really the fault of me and Fatty, I couldn't refute it, I could only let the black hair guy's saliva spray on my face. Yan Zi immediately defended me, sneered, and said: "You dead shorty, if you have the ability, you can do it! Xiao Qi is just a child, it's inevitable that he will make some mistakes."
Heimao raised his eyebrows and said angrily: "Do you think I don't want to go in person? If it weren't for us... Humph!" He turned his head away angrily and stopped talking.
It sounded a bit strange to me. For some reason, Heimao, Muscle Man, Yan Zi and even Boss Ma seemed unable to go outside the funeral home during the day.
I turned around and took a peek, and saw the old man with his hands behind his back, pacing around leisurely, looking at the surrounding layout, without even glancing in our direction.
"What should we do?" the muscular man asked.
Boss Ma closed one eye and pondered for a moment, then suddenly opened it, a flash of anger flashed across his face, and he turned his back to the three people and made a palm-slashing gesture. This meant that if things didn't go smoothly, he might as well kill them all. Black Hair laughed grimly, and Yan Zi and the muscular man nodded at the same time. It seemed that they had a tacit understanding, as if they were used to doing this kind of thing.
I felt a chill run down my spine as I watched. When I looked at the lion's head, the fat man's face turned pale and cold sweat was dripping down his face.
Boss Ma turned around and said, "Then please have a seat inside." He led the group into the living room. Yan Zi went to make some tea and brought it out. The old man sat on the chair, while the big man and the man with the yin-yang face were still expressionless, standing on both sides.
Boss Ma sat down opposite this man and said to us, "You guys leave first. I want to talk to this guest for a while."
Black Hair, Muscle Man and others agreed and filed out. I hesitated for a moment, and Yan Zi pulled me over and we walked out.
"You stay here, kid." The old man nodded at me, "You can serve us some tea or water."
Ma Laodao said: "Xiao Qi, then you can stay."
Yan Zi pinched my arm and whispered, "Come out when you get a chance. Be careful." Then she retreated with everyone and closed the door behind her.
I turned around and went into the house and stood next to Boss Ma.
The old man took a sip of tea and said, "This tea tastes a little special, a little different from what I've had before."
Ma Lao Dadao: "The tea leaves are just ordinary tea leaves, but the water used to make the tea is a little special. This land was originally a place of execution, where countless people died. Later, it was converted into a cemetery, and countless bodies were buried underground. The water here has been soaking in corpses and rotting flesh for years, so the taste is naturally a little different."
The old man did not change his expression after hearing this. Instead, he took another sip and said, "This corpse water is quite unique when used to make tea. Well, the more I drink it, the better it tastes."
Ma Lao Da Dao: "As long as the customers like it."
The old man drank several sips of tea and finished it. He shook the cup towards me and said, "You are an unqualified tea boy. Didn't you see that the guest's cup is empty?"
I was too lazy to talk nonsense with this person, so I took the teapot and went forward to fill his cup. The man smiled, picked up the tea and took another sip: "It really tastes good."
Damn, this guy is really good at putting on airs!
"I've had my tea, I wonder if the master who can paint skin can come over to see me?"
Ma Laodao said: "Then please wait here for a moment, this person must be invited by me personally."
The old man drank his tea and said, "Trouble you."
Boss Ma nodded slightly, stood up and went out. When he reached the door, he turned to me and said, "Xiao Qi, bring some cakes and fruits. How can you let the guests just drink tea?"
It's good enough for us to have some tea to entertain people in our funeral home, how can there be any cakes and fruits? I thought to myself, I knew that what Boss Ma said must have a reason, and muttered quietly: "Those are for us to eat, giving them to these people..." Although I complained, I still got up and walked out reluctantly.
The old man didn't say anything, but just smiled slightly and continued to sip his corpse water tea.
When I got outside, I closed the door gently and saw Yan Zi and others standing in a corridor about ten steps away from the living room. Boss Ma grabbed me and walked quickly over there.
I was just about to ask what to do next when I suddenly heard a loud noise. I felt even the ground shook. I was startled and quickly looked back.
I saw that the door of the living room we just came out of had collapsed and flew far away. The place where the door was originally was now completely blocked by a stone wall.
I was dragged by Ma Lao Da to the corridor and met up with Yan Zi and the others. Lion Head was shocked and his face turned red. Except for him, everyone else looked calm, as if they had expected this.
I turned to look at the reception room that had been sealed tightly, and all kinds of thoughts came to my mind. This small room was actually designed with a mechanism. Once it was activated, a stone wall would seal the door. I often went to the reception room these days, and I also noticed that the walls of this reception room were very thick, more than twice the thickness of ordinary walls.
Apart from this door, there are no windows inside, so once the door is sealed, there is no escape route. This living room was originally a two-story building, with a staircase against the corner, but the end of the staircase is sealed. So although this house has a second floor, no one can go up. I used to wonder why this house was built like this, but now I know that this house itself was designed with a trap and an ambush.
I was feeling a little scared when I suddenly heard another strange noise from the living room. The sound of ding-dong and clacking continued. The fat man came to my side and poked me quietly. I turned around and looked at him. His face was frighteningly ugly. Judging from the noise in this room, there might be more than one mechanism.
After about a quarter of an hour, the noise in the house finally calmed down. Heimao said, "It should be almost done, right? Even an iron man would be finished!"
Boss Ma waved his hand and said, "Wait a moment."
After waiting for about a quarter of an hour, he told the muscular man to take the medicine. The muscular man agreed, took out a finger-long glass bottle, poured out a few rice-sized, emerald green pills, gave each person one, and solemnly instructed, "Everyone should take it."
I picked it up and only smelled a faint fishy smell. I put it in my mouth and swallowed it, but I didn't feel anything else.
When Boss Ma saw that everyone had taken it, he said, "Let's go in and take a look."
Heimao and the others followed Boss Ma and walked forward in a line. Lionhead and I fell behind, and we became more and more frightened as we walked. Lionhead gestured to me and pointed at the people in front of us, probably asking me who Boss Ma and his people were.
I spread my hands, how would I know? I winked at Fatty and didn't notice where Boss Ma operated. I heard a loud bang and the stone wall that blocked the door rose back. I observed carefully and found that the mechanism should be set on the sealed second floor.
"Old Four, look after Little Seven and Lion Head." Boss Ma ordered from the front. The muscular man came up and protected us behind him.
I looked into the room through the backs of the people, and my mind suddenly exploded. In less than two quarters of an hour, the hall had been turned upside down, and it was completely unrecognizable. The ground and walls were nailed with dense arrows, and all the tables, chairs and furniture were pierced like a hornet's nest. The ground was full of rocks as big as heads. The ground was wet, and a strange liquid was flowing, shining silver, and there was a burnt smell in the air.
I was horrified by what I saw. If I had still been in the hall at that time, I would have been smashed into a pulp by the rocks or pierced into a honeycomb by the arrows.
But what frightened was that there was still a small area intact in this messy house. The old man was still sitting on the chair, holding a tea bowl. When he saw us come in, he smiled at us. The big man and Yin Yang face stood by him expressionlessly. All around them were arrows and broken stones. I don't know how these three people survived such a dangerous ambush.