Tomb raiding: The awesome life that started from Ganggangyingzi

The next morning, just as dawn was breaking, shouts and commotion could be heard outside.

"Xiao Hu, Xiao Wang, Xiao Bo, get up quickly! Something's happened at Old Wang's house!"

Hearing the old Party Secretary's shout, the three of them groggily sat up from the kang (a heated brick bed), exchanged glances, and then...

Ji Haobo finally remembered that he had forgotten to ask the question before going to bed last night.

"Quickly get dressed and go check it out. Could something strange have happened at Old Wang's house?"

As he spoke, he put on his vest and suit. He wasn't worried about his thug outfit getting wrinkled, so he hadn't even taken off his shirt while sleeping last night.

When he opened the door and walked into the yard, there were already several people standing there.

Among them was a short-haired girl with big, dark eyes. Her pretty face flushed as his gaze swept over her.

He looked nervous and a little flustered, and unconsciously touched the three large hamsters following him.

After scanning the area, Ji Haobo looked at the anxious old Party Secretary.

"Xiao Bo, it seems like Old Wang's house was plagued by weasels last night; all five of his hunting dogs are dead."

That's a nonsensical statement. What does the death of a few dogs have to do with weasels?

There are mountains and forests all around here, so it's not surprising that a leopard or tiger could run out and kill a few dogs.

Before Ji Haobo could even speak, Fatty Wang and Old Hu emerged, their clothes askew.

"Old Party Secretary! Explain yourself clearly. Why do you call them weasels? If these things can kill a few dogs, there's probably a whole pack."

"Yes! You probably didn't see or hear anything, right? Otherwise, you wouldn't have only just arrived."

The old Party Secretary couldn't refute the two men's suspicions, since he had only heard about it from someone not long ago.

At this moment, the girl next to them calmed down and, with her cheeks still flushed, stepped forward to answer their questions.

"That is indeed a weasel, but it's not as small as you think; it's something that has gained some spiritual power."

Those who were at my uncle's house last night did not hear any noise, because they were all drugged and did not wake up until this morning.

Moreover, those dogs were all disemboweled, but apart from their hearts and livers being eaten, the rest of them were intact.

This sounds a bit scary, especially the idea of ​​making someone faint and eating a dog's heart and liver. It doesn't sound like a weasel, but more like a monster.

Thinking of this, Fatty Wang felt a tightness in his anus, his bladder contracted, and a surge of urge to urinate came over him. He quickly ran to the toilet.

Seeing this, Lao Hu and Ji Haobo both had black lines on their faces and couldn't help but complain, "This is really damn embarrassing."

"Uh! This... I wanted to ask, since that weasel can knock people unconscious, yet it eats dogs' hearts and livers, does it perhaps have some kind of preference?"

Upon hearing Ji Haobo's question, the girl's already flushed face turned even redder, and her expression became tense once again.

However, since it was not fully light yet, no one around noticed anything unusual.

"I... my name is Wang Ying, everyone calls me Yingzi. That weasel doesn't eat people. It eats the hearts and livers of those dogs as revenge, not because it likes to eat them."

"Oh? Revenge? What revenge could it possibly take on a dog? And since this thing didn't hurt anyone, you shouldn't be worried at all!"

Ji Haobo sensed that Yingzi seemed nervous looking at him, and couldn't help but steal glances at him. He couldn't help but chuckle, but didn't point it out, pretending not to notice.

"Because...because a few days ago, my uncle took these dogs hunting and killed a weasel."

He heard a noise in the bushes and fired a shot on the spot. When he went over, he found a very large weasel.

Yingzi's slightly hesitant speech alerted Lao Hu to something.

The guy gave her a strange look, then glanced at Ji Haobo, a smirk creeping onto his lips.

However, Yingzi didn't notice anything amiss; she just nervously stroked the dog's head beside her and continued:

"My uncle died inexplicably the day before yesterday. When I found him in his room in the morning, his eyes were wide open and his face was full of fear."

The dogs died last night too, so I don't know what else might happen tonight.

After hearing the whole story, both of them frowned. While they were pondering, Fatty Wang walked over, pulling up his pants and looking relaxed.

"Hey! Every wrong has its perpetrator, every debt its debtor. Your uncle and the dog have both paid with their lives, and those people from last night are all fine, aren't they? So this grudge should be wiped clean."

"That's not necessarily true. Weasels are particularly vengeful, even though no one died last night."

But there's a chance it's just a prank, a way to scare people.

The old Party Secretary disagreed with his words. He had lived here all his life and was naturally aware of many rumors about weasels.

"Uh... in that case, I'll go keep watch at Old Wang's house tonight."

Ji Haobo took out a cigar, took a puff, exhaled a cloud of smoke, and sneered disdainfully.

"He's just a beast. He took a life; consider it revenge. But if he tries to push his luck, then he deserves to die."

"What Master Bo said is true. No matter the reason, an animal is an animal, and we cannot allow it to run rampant."

Old Hu nodded in agreement. There was no right or wrong in this; you can't reason with people or animals, only with morality.

"Alright, you guys can wander around outside for a bit. Yanzi will make breakfast when she gets up later."

Now that the matter had been settled, the old Party Secretary felt relieved and secretly rejoiced that Xiao Hu and the others had come.

Otherwise, with the old and the young in the village, he wouldn't know what to do.

As for calling back the able-bodied men working in the mountains, that's not realistic. If everyone leaves, then all the work in the mountains will have to stop.

"Yes, old Party Secretary, could you ask around later if anyone has any wild game? I'll pay for some; we need these to nourish ourselves while practicing martial arts."

Ji Haobo still had the three thousand yuan that Da Jinya had given him, which, given the current prices, could buy quite a lot of things.

"Okay, I'll find someone in a bit..."

The old Party Secretary nodded, but halfway through his sentence, he suddenly realized what was happening and looked at Yingzi.

"No, isn't Yingzi here? She's the best hunter in the village."

If you're free during the day, you could go with her to the nearby mountains; you might find something.

Upon hearing this, everyone looked over, and Yingzi suddenly felt a little breathless, her cheeks flushing red with embarrassment.

"Since you're going hunting with me, let's get ready. I'll go back and fetch a few horses first."

Without waiting for their reaction, he turned and ran out, leaving Fatty Wang completely bewildered.

"What's going on? Isn't she being a bit too impulsive?"

"Hehehe! You don't know, Yingzi was afraid someone wouldn't agree, so she went to make preparations first."

Old Hu raised an eyebrow, hooked his arm around Fatty Wang's shoulder, and gave a strange smile as he turned to the side.

"Ah! This...? I only went to the bathroom, and you, Master Bo, have already won that girl's heart?"

Fatty Wang stared wide-eyed, his mouth agape enough to fit a duck egg, looking at Ji Haobo in disbelief.