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Mo Yan pondered for a while and nodded, "Believe in the fat man once." ”

After saying this, Mo Yan took out his mobile phone from his pocket and called Yang Chen, asking Yang Chen and them to come over quickly.

After waiting for a while, Yang Chen and the three of them walked towards us with shovels.

I glanced at Yang Chen and asked Yang Chen to give me the shovel.

"What are you going to do next?" Yang Chen said.

"Go dig a well, you bring the rope. I turned my head to Yang Chen and said.

Yang Chen said yes, took the rope from the backpack, I tied the rope to my body, and let Yang Chen tie the other end to the big tree.

Yang Chen nodded, and immediately walked over and tied the other end of the rope to the big tree.

I walked towards the well, and when I came to the well, I lifted my foot and went down the well.

When I got to the bottom of the well, I took a deep breath, and it was a bit cold underneath.

"Dig hard, there's got to be something down there. The fat man said to me.

Without answering the fat man's words, I began to dig under the well, and after digging for a while, my brow furrowed tightly.

Not digging anything, I looked up, shrugged my shoulders at the fat man, and said no.

The fat man still didn't believe it, and asked me to dig down, let me dig for a longer time.

I can't do anything about the fat man, I can only dig down.

After digging for a while, the shovel made a thud.

I crouched down, reached out my hand and began to dig.

The more I digged, my brow furrowed, and I dug out an urn.

"Well, have you found anything. The fat man said in a deep voice.

I lifted the urn above my head, and the fat man looked at the urn and smirked, "I'm right, there's definitely something down here." ”

I asked the fat man to pull me up, and the fat man said yes, and after pulling me up, the fat man stretched out his hand, and I put the urn on the fat man's hand.

"How many people were in this village before. I said to Yang Chen.

"I didn't know before, but three years ago the population of this village was 120 people, and nothing has changed. Yang Chen thought for a while and said in a deep voice.

"Since there are a hundred and twenty people, whose ashes are in this urn?" I wondered.

The monkey also spoke on the side: "Could it be that the old man in the village died, and the old man's body was put in it?" ”

I snorted softly and glanced at the monkey, who would put the old man's ashes into the well.

"No one died in this village three years ago. Yang Chen shook his head and denied the monkey's words.

The monkey sighed, scratched his head, and looked at the urn in the fat man's hand.

The fat man looked at the urn and slowly opened it.

I walked over and looked at the urn, and when I saw a photo in the urn, my heart sank, and I hurriedly reached out and took the photo.

When I got the photo, I took a closer look at it, and my face suddenly sank at this look.

This photo is a black and white photo, and the owner of the photo is Wang Jing.

The monkey looked at the black-and-white photo in my hand, then looked at the urn, and said in a deep voice: "Senior Brother Ye, this shouldn't be Wang Jing's urn." ”

I said in my heart, how is it possible, isn't Wang Jing buried in that grave bag?

I shook my head at the monkey, a picture doesn't mean anything.

The fat man stretched out his hand and grabbed a handful of ashes, and suddenly his brow furrowed slightly.

Seeing the fat man like this, I hurriedly asked what was wrong.

The fat man didn't answer my words, and pulled at the ashes.

Suddenly, something came out of the ashes, and it was a small black bag.

"Bring it to me. I said to the fat man.

The fat man nodded, and handed the little black bag to me.

This black bag is not big, it is bigger than a thumb.

I opened the black bag, and when I opened it, my face sank, and the black bag contained a human eyeball.

The beads in this man's eyes were as if they had just been gouged out of them, and there were blood streaks sticking to them.

"Mo Yan, there is an eyeball here. I opened my mouth and said to Mo Yan.

Handing the black pocket to Mo Yan's hand, Mo Yan took a closer look, and when he saw the eyeballs, his face sank slightly.

Reached out and asked me to bring the urn.

I took the urn from the fat man's hand and handed it to Mo Yan's hand.

Holding the urn, Mo Yan looked carefully, and suddenly found something, Mo Yan picked up the human eyeball, aimed it at a hole in the box, and Mo Yan dropped the eyeball into it.

Shaking the urn constantly, I don't know what Mo Yan is doing, and my heart is a little confused.

Mo Yan shook for a while, and suddenly there was a clicking sound from the box.

Hearing these clicks, I immediately looked at the box, and the urn in Mo Yan's hand suddenly opened.

What opens is the next layer of the urn.

"How did you find out that there is a next level in this urn? I looked at Mo Yan suspiciously.

I looked at it for a long time just now, but I couldn't find the next layer of the urn.

"This eyeball has already told me. Mo Yan said.

Seeing my incomprehensible expression, Mo Yan took the eyeballs out of the small black pocket and put them on his hand, telling me to pay attention to the direction in which the eyeballs were looking.

At this glance, the eyeball is indeed aimed at the urn.

I scratched my head, thinking that this position could be changed at will, and that it was just a coincidence.

I followed the thoughts in my heart to Mo Yan, and Mo Yan asked me to take the urn aside.

I took the urn again, and the eyeballs in Mo Yan's hands slowly moved, moving as the urn moved.

"It's not a coincidence. I muttered to myself.

Mo Yan asked me to bring the next layer of the urn.

I said yes and brought the contents of the lower layer of the urn.

What I took out was a thousand paper cranes folded into strips of paper.

I also took a closer look, but I didn't see anything other than the thousand paper cranes.

I became more and more confused in my heart, and handed the thousand paper cranes to Mo Yan's hands.

Mo Yan took apart the thousand paper cranes and took a closer look, Mo Yan's eyes narrowed slightly.

I was a little curious, and hurriedly asked Mo Yan what he was.

Mo Yan didn't speak, and threw the note to me.

I opened the note and glanced inside, my expression no better than Mo Yan's.

There are five words on this note, these five words are very messy, crooked, and not very good-looking, as if they were written in a hurry.

These five words are all blood words, "Someone is going to kill me!"