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The pit was so large that it could completely surround the door. No matter which direction Lu Xiaoran chose to walk after coming out, he would undoubtedly fall into the pit.
After some discussion, the villagers began to pick up their tools and swiftly started digging. They worked tirelessly until around four in the morning, managing to dig half of the pit. Now, they only needed to widen it a bit more to finish the job completely.
"Let's call it a night here," one villager suggested to the others. "If it gets light soon, that person might come out."
With only about two hours left until dawn, they couldn't guarantee that they would finish digging the entire trap in that time.
"Yes, let's come back tonight to dig," another villager agreed. The others nodded in agreement, recalling how dangerous it had been for the three who had confronted Lu Xiaoran before. They certainly didn't want to end up like those three, falling victim to Lu Xiaoran's attacks.
The villagers found some wooden sticks, sharpened them with knives, and inserted them into the mud at the bottom of the pit. They then took out several sharp blades, placing them point-up and handle-down into the ground alongside the wooden sticks.
With this setup, the makeshift trap would still be effective. Once everything was arranged, they pulled out some cloth they had prepared earlier and covered the mouth of the pit, sprinkling some sand on top to blend it in with the surrounding ground.
After confirming that everything looked fine, they gradually left the area in front of their safe house.
At nine o'clock the next evening, the group of over twenty villagers returned to where they had dug half of the trap, intending to finish the remaining part. They checked the cloth covering the trap; it appeared unchanged since they had left yesterday. It seemed Lu Xiaoran hadn’t emerged from the safe house during the day.
A few of them worked together to remove the cloth covering the opening and then eagerly descended into the pit with their tools, resuming their digging.
Meanwhile, inside the safe house, Lu Xiaoran was reclining sideways on the sofa watching television. After finishing a program, he glanced at his watch and saw that it was already nine-thirty.
"Time for a shower and then bed," he yawned and murmured to himself. "It looks like those people are too scared to come back."
Over these past two days, Lu Xiaoran had occasionally checked the surveillance footage. He noticed that those who had been taking turns lying in wait at his door had not shown up again.
Lu Xiaoran was satisfied with this conclusion; he certainly did not want to be entangled by those people. Just as he stood up, preparing to take a shower in the bathroom, a thought suddenly crossed his mind.
What if those people didn't come during the day but decided to come at night instead?
For the past few days, Lu Xiaoran had only checked the surveillance footage during the day and hadn't looked at it at night. He began to suspect that those people might still come over, just at a different time.
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