Chapter 63 (1/2)

Qingyu won't leave a body floating on the river foolishly, waiting for the perception ninja of the torture department to explore the memory.

Just don't do it.

Once you make a move, there will be no future trouble!

”Mr. Xiongtai, you said that we were safe and that no one would provoke anyone. That would be good.”

”I really don't like troublesome things, let alone meddling.”

”But you make trouble for me again and again.”

”Forgot to tell you.”

”I don't want trouble.”

”Doesn't mean I'm afraid of things!”

Qingyu goes to Xiongtai Yamanaka, takes off his coat, holds the latter's bones in both hands and puts them on his clothes.

The whole process lasted more than ten minutes.

Until he checked carefully, he found that there was no blood or ashes left around.

Immediately.

Qingyu wraps up his clothes, ties them up and carries them in his hand.

He picked up the bitterness that Yamanaka took off and held it in his hand.

After all this is done.

Qingyu takes bitterness and clothes, and flashes away towards the dark forest in the face of the gradually bright moonlight.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Qingyu's figure quickly shuttles through the forest and jumps between the branches, just like an elf in the night.

Time passed minute by minute.

Even Qingyu doesn't know how far he ran out and how long he ran in total.

final.

He stopped in front of a hill.

”Right here.”

Qingyu stops, puts down his clothes, holds bitter nothing on his right hand, and takes bitter nothing as a small mini shovel.

Shua! Shua! Shua!

Qingyu began to dig the ground quickly and dig the pit with bitterness.

He moves faster and faster.

After a simple fight and long-distance running, there was no feeling of fatigue.

Not long.

A small pit of about half a meter was dug.

Qingyu unties the clothes with Xiongtai's bones in the mountain and directly pours the charred broken bones in.

”No!”

After Qing Yu poured in the bones of Xiongtai in the mountain, he suddenly frowned tightly and felt that it was not safe.

”Separate!”

Qingyu immediately made up his mind. Anyway, he was on vacation. Even if he didn't go back at night, no one would doubt anything.

These bones can't be piled together.

What if it's dug out!

The prudence in Qingyu's bones does not allow him to deal with the body hastily.

Suddenly.

Qingyu takes out 90% of the bones in the deep pit, leaving only a small part, then takes them up with his clothes again, and then fills the pit with bitterness.

After filling the pit.

Qingyu also pulled some grass and buried it in the top soil.

Then.

Qingyu's figure flashed and began to look for the next suitable place.

That's it.

In the next period of time

Qingyu dug 13 deep pits in different places far away.

A small part of the bones of male Tai Yamanaka are buried in each pit.

”Done.”

After Qingyu finished all, he patted the soil of his hands, burned the clothes he had just used to carry bones, and began to return to the dormitory.

……

When Qingyu returned to the dormitory, it was almost dawn. As a little transparent in the torture department, no one paid attention to his whereabouts.

It's not impressive.

Plus the torture department is very busy now.

Qingyu went back to the dormitory, took a simple bath, changed into clean clothes again, and disposed of the clothes he was wearing.