It was six o'clock in the morning, and I thought she was still sleeping. Unexpectedly, she responded to the message very quickly, saying: Tell me your location and go back. I will take someone there afterwards.
I turned off my phone and stretched out my head to look at the deep robber cave. The book said that drilling into the robber cave is simple. It is daytime. If you let me go down alone, there is a poisonous snake with various legends underneath.
Beasts like zongzi.
Tomb robbing is really a technical job.
At this time, we all thought that the middle-aged man was in danger after entering the cemetery for us and risking his life. This made me change my bad impression of him, but now I stay here.
There is no big need anymore. The three of us don't dare to go to the ground to take a look. Moreover, policewoman Jiuliang will bring people to this place soon. In that case, I can't explain to Huzi. Do I have to be responsible for this?
He said I was an undercover agent?
We quickly went down the mountain. The first time we robbed a tomb, it ended so badly. This hurt Hu Zi, who was still looking forward to a better life in the future. He threw away all the equipment in a fit of anger. The three of us found our tomb parked on the roadside at the bottom of the mountain.
In the broken van, we drove straight to Qiqihar without stopping. During this period, we only rested once before we rushed back to Huzi's house. I met Huzi's new wife Xigua, and the one who made me love and fear me at the same time.
Lan Xin.
After returning here, I no longer had any reason to stay at Huzi's house, because the mountainous area here is too backward, and it is impossible to upload code without the Internet. I have also delayed too many manuscripts, and all the readers on the website have already
I was about to give up the article, and after another day here, I set out on the journey to Fujian again with my reluctance to leave Lan Xin and my confusion about all the mysteries in Huzi. Before leaving, I thought about my uncle’s
I felt guilty about the matter. As one sentence said, I didn't kill Bole, but Bole died because of me. I went to the village where my uncle's family was again to visit the cheerful girl and the miserable aunt.
When I arrived at my uncle's house, I found that there was no one in their house. The Northeast girl and my aunt were not at home, because I had been busy here during the days of uncle's funeral, and all their neighbors knew me.
, some even regarded me as their son-in-law, so I went into the house, thinking of waiting for them to come back, and sent a naked boy with five yuan to go to the fields to see the eldest sister and aunt.
Is your son busy in the fields?
In the middle of the room, there is a portrait of the uncle. The uncle in the black and white photo is as honest and simple as ever. I am already very familiar with this family, so I took a water bottle and poured a glass of water for Master. After the water was finished, the family members were not ready.
When I came back, I started wandering around the house. Although I knew it was very impolite, human nature itself has a certain degree of voyeurism, and the uncle's death itself was a mystery to me. I was eager to
I want to untie him.
I still can't believe it, nor can I understand why he died and walked to Huzi's house without his internal organs. How did he hang a dead body on the door?
I pushed open the door to the uncle and aunt's room and turned on the light. The room was very simple, with only two shabby pieces of furniture. Then I found an old photo on the bedside cabinet, framed on an older
In the photo frame.
In the photo album, there are a pair of twins, two handsome young men, wearing Mao suits that were popular in that era. From the photos, you can see that the two young men were awkward when taking pictures, and their expressions were very nervous. Moreover, judging from their appearance, the twins
, you can see the shadow of the uncle between their eyebrows. To be sure, I took out the photo and ran to the main room to compare it with the uncle's photo.
After confirmation with my master, one of the twins in the photo is the uncle.
But now it was our turn to feel dizzy. This was originally a family matter of the uncle. His brothers had nothing to do with us. But the problem is that as I said before, because of the funeral of the uncle, I
I felt guilty at that time because I was busy. At the funeral, I didn’t see my uncle’s other brother. This is understandable. What if this brother passed away before my uncle?
But even if he passed away, he should still have descendants. There didn’t seem to be any uncle’s nephews or nieces at the funeral, right?
And I had never heard my uncle’s daughter mention that she had an uncle or something like that. I put the photo back in the house and sat in the yard, waiting for my sister and aunt to come back.
It wasn't until it was almost dark that I waited for them. It turned out that the eldest sister had accompanied the aunt to my grandma's house. When they saw me, their expressions became unnatural for a moment. I sighed inwardly and said with a wry smile:
It's good if people don't hate me. Who makes me look like a disaster star?
They cooked a home-cooked meal for me and Master. After the meal, I tentatively asked the older sister: Do you have any uncles?
She was stunned for a moment, shook her head blankly and said: Why do you ask that?
I'm embarrassed to say it's because I peeked at the photo, but my brother's brain is really not good at all. In desperation, an inspiration suddenly came to him, and he said: It's okay, doesn't my master know how to read faces? Today
He saw the portrait of his uncle in the house and said that judging from his appearance, he should be a twin.
The eldest sister smiled lightly, shook her head and said: My grandfather only has one child, my father. I don’t know if there were people who died young in the old society, but I have never seen any uncles, aunts or the like since I was a child.
I nodded and didn't ask any more questions, but this put a heavy question mark in my heart.
After bidding farewell to the family the next morning, on the train to Fujian, I sent a message to Jiuliang, which read: Check on the mysterious death of uncle Chen Wenhai. There are suspicions about him. I am at his home.
I saw a photo of him and his twin brother, but his family didn't know there was another person.
The message she gave me back was very concise, one word: OK.
After returning to Fujian, because there is a Buddhist holy land called Southern Shaolin in Putian where I am, I thought about all the strange things that happened during my stay in Qiqihar, so I went to Lienan Shaolin. This is a typical case of indiscriminate medical treatment.
It's fair to say that it's just temporary. Unlike what was written in previous magazines and novels, I could meet a kind-hearted old monk in the temple and say, "Young man, you are haunted by a female ghost." Then he said "Amitabha" and helped me undo the spell.
Yes, I donated 1,000 yuan to the merit box here and nodded to Master who was passing by. They didn’t notice anything unusual about me. What’s even more ridiculous is that before I left, I drew a lot and it turned out that
Damn it, it's the lottery.
Later, I got an amulet from an old monk, and I returned home, thinking that I had owed so many manuscripts for so long, how long would it take for me to get them out? Who would have known that as soon as I got home, I would find a guest at home.
It's none other than Lan Xin, whom I have very complicated feelings for.
My master didn't go out to play cards today. When I got home, I found that he was asking Lan Xin to eat some fruit. The moment I saw Lan Xin, I was a little stunned. She was dressed in urban fashion clothes. She was sexy and lively.
She was a perfect woman, and her low-cut top exposed a charming ditch, which made it hard for me to take my eyes away. When she saw my eyes staring at her, she blushed and said: What are you looking at?!
The next moment, I suddenly squatted on the ground holding my head, feeling a splitting headache!
I have never told anyone my address in Fujian! Including Huzi, including the big sister!
Lan Xin, how did she find her way to my home?!
If it were someone else, I would admit it, but no matter how beautiful Lan Xin is, she is quickly learning to integrate into this society. She used to live in a big ravine, where there was even a phenomenon of selling daughters. From Qiqihar to Putian, there is a long way to go.
How could she come here by train or car? This situation is like seeing a beautiful woman on the road at night and going home to find the beautiful woman in your home. You can't tell whether you should be excited or afraid.
When Lan Xin and Master saw me squatting on the ground, they hurried over and asked me with concern what was wrong. I was covered in cold sweat and didn't say anything else. I just took Master to the room and said to Lan Xin: "Wait outside for a moment."
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After entering the room, I almost went crazy. I grabbed Master's shoulders and asked: How did she find this place?! Did you leave her the address?
Master looked at me with a squinted smile and said: "Why, don't think that I don't know your little thoughts. You are not happy that the girl you like throws yourself into your arms?"
I said eagerly: I like her, but where are the beauties? I didn’t dare to leave her contact information when I left, because I was afraid that the affairs with Siberian Tigers would be too complicated, so I wanted to distance myself from them when I came back.
Relationship, are you so stupid?! You actually dare to leave your address to her? It’s not troublesome enough, right?
Master lit a cigarette, looked at me and said: I didn't leave her address.
After saying that, he blew out a puff of smoke and said: Since Hu Zi can get your number, it is not difficult to know your address. This matter is obviously aimed at you. Do you think you can avoid it? As soon as the little girl arrives, I
So I asked her how she found this place, and she said that Huzi gave her the address.
My heart suddenly went cold to the soles of my feet. When Master and I looked at each other, we both thought of the woman wearing a red cotton-padded jacket in the yard.
What is the woman who has a secret marriage with Huzi, Bread, what on earth is she going to do? Does she really want me to save that cursed village, as Huzi said?
It was like a nightmare, an invisible giant. I wanted to escape, but found that I could never escape. I could only grab my hair and squat on the ground.
Master kicked me to the ground with one kick, put out the cigarette butt, and said: What are you afraid of? This thing is quite strange to say, but from the beginning to the end, did you encounter any danger? There was no one at all.
I want to harm you because you have been scaring yourself. Think about it, even if it is true that you are required to save the undead in the entire village as the bread said, if it does no harm to you, you can save it if you can.
Just think of it as a good karma, not to mention, this little girl Lan Xin is not a ghost. Such a good girl likes you, why are you dissatisfied?