Looking back, the sanitation worker standing behind me was the sanitation worker.

I thought he was too little, and just wanted to argue with him, but the old man said he wanted to help me search for trash.

After all, he can't earn this red bill even if he works for a day, and he doesn't think it's dirty when dealing with garbage all year round.

I suddenly realized after hearing this. After thanking me, I started rummaging with the old man.

With the help of the old man, we made rapid progress and quickly searched for all the trash cans.

But what puzzled me was that I still couldn't find the black plastic bag after searching through all the garbage. This was a bit strange. Could it be that my legs were flying?

"Uncle, how many trips of this garbage truck come in a day?" I asked panting and looked at the uncle.

"I'll come here every day, and I usually arrive at this garbage station at 5:30 in the morning. By the way, what exactly is the black plastic bag? Could it be picked up by someone else?" The old man looked at me with a puzzled look on his face.

When I heard this, I smiled bitterly. If someone said that it was something valuable, someone might pick up a shroud. Who would pick up a shroud when they were idle? Isn’t this a pity that I had a long life?

I casually said a few words and searched for the garbage again, but still couldn't find the black plastic bag.

I had no choice but to give up. After all, the old man still had to clean up the garbage. If I had to stay there, he would probably be able to clean it up until midnight.

After saying goodbye to my uncle, I walked straight towards the building. On the way back, I always felt like someone was following me, but when I looked back, I didn't find anyone.

Perhaps it was because my nerves were too nervous recently, so I had hallucinations. I went straight upstairs without thinking too much.

It was already ten o'clock in the evening when I returned to my residence. Although it was still too late to go to the cemetery, what's the use of going without a shroud in my hand?

Sitting beside the bed, I was worried. I thought I could solve the problem completely this time, but I didn't expect the shroud to suddenly disappear.

If a person is unlucky, he will really get stuffed with cold water. Who would have thought that a shroud would become a rare thing?

After sitting for more than ten minutes, I thought I should go to Tianxiu Mountain Cemetery. Although I don’t have a shroud in my hand now, at least I can find out some news that is useful to me from the man in sunglasses.

Now I don’t know who holds my life in my hands. If I want to survive, I must take the initiative to attack!

After making up my mind, I packed my backpack and prepared to go to Tianxiu Mountain Cemetery. But just as I reached the door, I was about to open the door, a knock came.

I immediately became alert when I heard the sound. Something was not right these two days, especially at night, I had to be extra cautious.

"Who?"

When I asked, I put my ear on the door, wanting to hear the movement outside the door, but there was no other sound outside the door except for the rapid gasping sound.

"Who are you looking for?" I asked out the door again.

"Did you lose something in your house? What I found when I was picking up garbage at the garbage station was a black plastic bag."

As soon as I asked the second time, a response came from outside the door. I heard the sound of the other person as if an elderly lady was an elderly lady, her voice was extremely hoarse and harsh, just like the sound of a cat's paws passing through the blackboard.

When the old lady heard that she picked up the black plastic bag, I felt ecstatic and opened the door lock before I could think.

But just as a gap appeared in the door of the house, I was stunned for a moment. Although there were many onlookers around me, I might have seen the black plastic bag I threw, but how could anyone know the exact location of my house?

After I noticed something was wrong, I immediately prepared to close the door, but I didn't expect that no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't close the door. Looking down, I was shocked in my heart. There was a bright kitchen knife in the gap between the door!

Just when I was surprised, a huge force suddenly came from behind the door, and I fell to the ground unsteadily.

When I came to my senses, I looked up and saw a thin man wearing a black raincoat standing in front of the door. Because the brim of the hat was blocked, I couldn't see her appearance clearly.

She held a sharp kitchen knife in her left hand and a black plastic bag in her right hand, which was the one I threw in the morning!

"Who are you, what do you want to do!" I struggled to stand up from the ground and asked sternly at the person in front of me.

"You killed my wife, I want you to pay my life, I want you to pay my life!"

After a strange and hoarse voice, the person in front of me slowly raised his hand to lift the brim of the hat. I looked closely and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. This person turned out to be the old woman who was sitting in front of the garbage station in the morning and cried with a black dog!

"Big... Auntie, you... I didn't kill your black dog, it has nothing to do with me. I... I did see him last night, but..."

"Shut up! I went to the neighborhood committee today to adjust community surveillance. You were wearing a blue dress and killed my wife. My wife has been with me for more than ten years. Why are you so cruel?"

Before I could finish my words, the old woman interrupted me directly. She stared at me with a vicious and terrifying look, her face was extremely ferocious, and the wrinkles on her face were thrilling.

"If you hadn't killed my wife, why would you throw away this piece of clothing? You were afraid that others would recognize her and think of destroying the body. Do you think my wife is easy to fool? Let me tell you, if you killed my wife, I will pay your life today!"

The old woman stared at me with her cloudy eyes, and her tone became more fierce, as if she was about to eat me alive.

I was about to continue explaining to her, but the old woman suddenly threw the black plastic bag in her hand. Seeing that the situation was not good, I dodged it and when I turned back and looked at the old woman again, she had already untied the raincoat she was wearing.

The moment the raincoat was open, a strong smell of blood came to my face. When I looked carefully, my stomach was suddenly overwhelmed. The old woman actually sewed the black dog that had been dismembered with needles and threads!

She carefully held the black dog's body in her arms, and whispered softly while stroking the black dog covered in blood, "Don't worry, wife, I will kill him anyway. I will definitely take him out of the box and make him die even worse than you!"

After saying that, the old woman put her ear on the black dog's face and continued to say a few seconds later: "What, are you afraid of my body being covered with blood? It's okay, I've already put on a raincoat when I came. No matter how much blood is, it won't touch my body. Just lie on the side and look at me carefully. When I chop him up, we'll go home."

The old woman spoke to the black dog exactly the same as that of a human. This scene made me scared her hair stand upright.

Since the old woman can treat the black dog as her husband, she must have mental problems, but such a person can do anything without any consequences.

Although she is older than me, she is not as physically as me, after all, she has a kitchen knife in her hand. Not to mention that she really cuts on me, she can't stand it even if she cuts it. So what she needs to do at this time is to try to stabilize her mood first and leave this matter to the police for handling.

"Auntie, I know you suspect that I killed your black dog. I can't explain this matter clearly to you now. Otherwise, I will call the police and ask the police to deal with this matter. If the police determine that your black dog was killed by me, then I will definitely bear legal responsibility, but if it is determined that I didn't kill it..."

"Then you're going to die too!" The old woman said as she put the black dog on the shoe cabinet beside her, raised the kitchen knife in her hand and walked towards me.

"Auntie, don't be impulsive. I will take responsibility for the black dog or not. I will call the police now, please wait a moment."

In a panic, I took out my cell phone from my pocket and was about to call the police when a sudden sound came, followed by a bang.

My phone was directly hit by the old woman's kitchen knife. After it landed on the ground, the screen was smashed to pieces. It seemed that it was completely scrapped.

Seeing that the old woman broke her phone without saying anything, I suddenly felt anger in my heart, and then looked at the old woman and shouted sternly: "What are you doing! This phone is newly bought by me, it cost more than 3,000! I have used it for less than a month and you broke it for me!"

"Don't think I don't know what you want to do. You want to call the nursing home and ask them to arrest me. I tell you that I won't go anywhere! I will let my wife accompany you. Since you don't want me to live well, I will let you die!"

As soon as the old woman finished speaking, she raised the bright kitchen knife in her hand and slashed at me. Although the old woman was short, she had a great strength.

She took action very quickly. At this time, I was forced to the wall position and had no choice but to retreat. At the critical moment, I quickly turned around and heard a bang of the blade slashing directly on my backpack.

Because I had some miscellaneous items in my backpack, the kitchen knife did not slash me. While the old woman was removing the knife, I took off my backpack and threw it hard towards the old woman's face.

A backpack slammed directly on her face, and then I heard a shrill scream. When I looked up, the old woman was covering her face with her hands. Bright red blood kept dripping from her palms, and it made a clattering sound when she fell on the ground.

I was shocked when I saw the old woman's face with a bright red blood flowing out. I just smashed her face with a backpack. How could I break her face?

Just when I was confused, I looked down at the backpack in my hand, and a sharp blade appeared at the bottom of the backpack.

When I saw this, I suddenly realized that this was the fruit knife I put in my backpack when I went to the library. After I came back, I forgot to take it out. Unexpectedly, the sharp tip of the knife just now cut through the backpack, which accidentally hurt the old woman.

Seeing the blood in the old woman's fingers dripping to the ground, I panicked for a moment and hurried forward to help him up and send him to the hospital.

But what I didn't expect was that as soon as I got close to the old woman, she suddenly waved the kitchen knife in her hand and slashed at me. I couldn't dodge and fell to the ground, and my arm was cut into a five or six centimeter hole by the sharp blade.
Chapter completed!