I Became An Acre Of Haunted Land

Xiang Ye tried his best not to think about the labor pain that hurt his soul just now, he forcibly diverted the thoughts in his mind.

Then he turned his attention to the tightly tied cloth bag next to the pothole.

Looking at the bulging cloth bag, Xiang Ye felt that he now knew what was in it.

"It's a... woman..."

"She... died..."

"Then... two people... are here... to deal with...the corpse..."

"I... what did I see..."

"Throw away the body... This is the murder scene..."

While still observing, Xiang Ye watched the two people leave and walked over again.

They wore masks and held a bundle of branches in each hand.

When they came to the site where they had dug a hole before, they swung their hoes again.

Before Xiang Ye was ready, the soul-tearing pain began again.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

"It hurts me to death!"

"Please stop digging..."

"Stop digging..."

"I don't want you guys to save me..."

"Don't... dig..."

…

"Dig a few holes and plant the branches we cut down."

"It's Arbor Day soon, and it's normal to see young saplings here. Others will think it's the fruit of some enthusiastic citizen."

"With the cover of these branches, no one would think that there is a body buried under this branch."

"By the way, dig a few more holes and don't plant trees in them. The details must be done well. If someone comes over to take a look and finds that there are saplings that have been planted and there are traces of the holes dug out, it is easy to be mistaken. I mistakenly thought that there were not enough saplings, and then left to look for saplings."

"This barren wasteland also needs to plant something. This time, we will be enthusiastic citizens who love public welfare."

"We'll come back after a while to see what's wrong."

"Just in the name of Tree Planting Day, we will participate in public welfare activities at that time. Call more people, school students or public welfare organizations, you can't come alone."

"In case something goes wrong, we can always come over to deal with the aftermath."

"Otherwise, if we want to come here to check the situation, it will be easy for interested people to find the problem."

At this time, the man named Second Brother started talking in a rambling manner. Although he looked very calm, after burying the corpse, he felt a lot of pressure in his heart.

The people on the side were completely silent at this time, he just followed the second brother's instructions and silently planted the branches in the soil carefully.

Maybe this is the only time he planted trees with such care.

From time to time, he took the **** and swung down vigorously, digging out a small hole about ten centimeters in size. After finishing, he squatted down, picked up the branch that had been prepared and planted it down.

After finishing, he will touch the trunk lightly to check the firmness of the sapling planting.

Next, is repetition.

In one night, the two of them dug nearly a hundred small holes in this barren wasteland, and planted dozens of saplings.

The wasteland was very windy at night, and the whistling sound of the wind whizzed the newly planted saplings.

At this time, he had already forgotten the fear of burying the corpse, and he calmed down after the most important thing was settled.

Now he just feels a little tired. The constant digging and planting of trees has consumed a lot of his physical strength, and at the same time, the concentration on his face has also consumed all the fear in his heart.

The whining wind was no longer enough to scare him, and the beads of sweat oozing from his forehead made him yearn for a cooler breeze to blow away the heat from his body.

Of course, the most important point is that at this time, even if a passer-by suddenly jumped out and asked them vigilantly what they were doing, he could still give the reason with peace of mind.

"Didn't you see that we are planting trees?"

"Is there something wrong with planting trees in the middle of the night?"

"Planting trees in broad daylight for a show? Do you want to hire a few more reporters and ask them to write a report?"

He has already thought of a suitable reason to address these questions.

Thinking of this, he swung the **** even more vigorously.

The wind on the wasteland was getting stronger and stronger, and the dust was blowing all over him.

But he didn't pay any attention, and still waved his head with his head buried.

…

Xiang Ye was very calm now.

It has been a month since the two of them dumped their bodies.

During this month, the two organized two tree planting activities.

The result of this is that the originally bare wasteland has been filled with saplings the size of an arm.

And the whole range has expanded more than ten times than the place where they planted trees before.

Not only that, the two tree planting activities were also in the news, a large number of reporters came, and the government also sent officials to inspect.

No one would know about the murder that happened here, and no one would have thought that there would be a female corpse underground.

When people talk about this wasteland, they will only praise this public welfare activity in newspapers and news.

They'll just say that these well-fed people who have nothing to do have finally done a good thing.

Not long after, when the saplings grow up, this place may become a park, or other residential areas, no one cares.

Through a fixed field of vision, Xiang Ye could see neatly arranged saplings on the ground.

Most of these saplings are willows, with some ginkgo in them.

As for the reason for planting these trees, he has already learned clearly from the public welfare personnel who stepped on his head.

"The biggest advantage of willow as a shrub is that it is easy to feed and has strong adaptability. It is also very cheap. It takes a short period of time to grow from a sapling, and it is suitable for both the south and the north."

"As for ginkgo, it has a long lifespan and is resistant to cold. It also looks good when it grows up. In autumn, the golden leaves all over the place can also bring great ornamental value to people, right?"

"and also…"

These words were all heard from those tree-planting public welfare workers. When these people came, there were dozens of them, and it was impossible to keep Xiang Ye from listening to them.

It was also because of them that Xiang Ye clearly knew what kind of trees these were.

Of course, the pain these people brought to Xiang Ye when they dug the pit was still fresh in his memory.

But fortunately, this matter finally passed.

Occasionally someone came to water, loosen the soil and the like, but these are nothing.

Xiang Ye could feel that after experiencing a few times of painful torture, his pain tolerance had greatly increased.

As long as these people don't continue to break ground on him on a large scale, he will not be afraid at all.

The saplings were well taken care of by these people. After all, there were reporters and officials inspecting them, and the non-profit organizations were not lazy.

During this month, many saplings had survived, and Xiang Ye could feel what the roots of the saplings were absorbing in his body.

This is a very strange feeling. Xiang Ye, who is a piece of wasteland, can clearly feel the activities of the roots underground.

They are desperately plundering... fast plundering...

If the judgment is correct, these roots are absorbing water and nutrients as much as possible.

Of course, it is not without dead saplings.

Dead saplings are easy to identify, as long as you feel which branches are not absorbing nutrients, then they are dead saplings.

The final result of dead seedlings is to fall down and become nutrients for other seedlings.

Xiang Ye saw this very clearly.

He also had an idea to help. After all, the scenery on the bare land is too monotonous. In order to add more scenery to his life in the future, he doesn't mind helping.

But it's a pity that Xiang Ye couldn't even figure out his own situation, let alone help it.

So he could only watch those saplings die gradually.

In addition to the saplings planted on Xiang Ye's body, he could also observe the corpses left by those two people in his body.

After experiencing a painful torture, the female corpse has remained in his body forever.

As time goes by, the corpse will rot, and the bacteria will decompose the flesh, and then only a pile of bones will be left to be buried here forever.

In the end, her nutrition will be absorbed by the saplings planted on the ground, and she will contribute her own strength for the saplings to grow into big trees in the sky.

This was Xiang Ye's opinion, and during this month, things had indeed gone according to his script.

The cloth bag that wrapped the female body had been decomposed by the bacteria in the soil, and a calf with bones had been exposed from the broken part of the cloth bag.

When I first saw it, Xiang Ye was a little panicked when he saw the exposed part.

But with the passage of time, Xiang Yezao has gotten used to viewing and feeling 24 hours a day.

Isn't it just a corpse? What's there to be afraid of?

He himself is not even a human being, how could he be afraid of dead people?