Chapter 124: Who Wants to Kill Me?

I knew where my uncle's bedroom was, but I hadn't been in. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Mo Yan and I walked to my uncle's bedroom, my uncle's bedroom didn't have a lot of furniture, only a bed and a table, it was very simple and tidy.

I rummaged through the table, but I didn't find anything, my brows couldn't help frowning slightly, and I was about to say something to Mo Yan, only to see that Mo Yan had already gone under the bed.

After a while, Mo Yan crawled out from under the bed, his face beaming.

"Found it. Mo Yan whispered.

I felt a stirring in my heart and hurriedly asked where it was.

Mo Yan pointed to the bottom of the bed, "The floor tiles are empty, which means that there is a dark passage underneath. ”

I suppressed the nervousness in my heart and said to Mo Yan to go.

Mo Yan shook his head at me, "I can't go in now, Wang Xin can't delay your aunt for much time, if we go down, your aunt will find out, but if your uncle finds out about us, we won't be able to deal with it." ”

I patted my forehead, so excited that I forgot about it.

"Get out first. I whispered.

Mo Yan hummed softly, and when we came out, we happened to hear my aunt and Wang Xin entering the house from outside.

I patted my chest and said in a dark way.

"Auntie, where is my uncle's grave, I want to go and see. I whispered.

"Let's go again tomorrow, it's so late. Aunt said softly.

"I'll go tonight, my uncle is so good, I can't be late. I said in a deep voice.

My aunt looked at me and said something to me, and told me about my uncle's grave.

I lowered my head and took out the paper money and candles in the black pocket, and I now understand what Mo Yan told me to do with the paper money and candles.

With a glance at Mo Yan, Mo Yan and I walked out of my uncle's house.

As soon as the front foot walked out, Wang Xin ran over, "Two people acted and hung me here, is there any secret that didn't tell me." ”

Wang Xin's shrewdness, I knew that it was impossible to hide this time, and told Wang Xin about the secret passage under my uncle's bed.

Wang Xin showed her signature smile again, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly, "Then you don't want to see your uncle, but want to enter the secret passage under your uncle's bed." ”

I nodded, and I used this as an excuse to mistakenly think that my aunt knew that I was going to my uncle's grave to see it, and then saw the right time to sneak under my uncle's bed.

"Let's go. Wang Xin said softly.

I hummed softly, and after walking less than ten steps, Mo Yan stopped.

"What's wrong?" I asked, confused.

"We were stalked. Mo Yan said in a deep voice.

Listening to Mo Yan's words, I subconsciously wanted to look around and behind, Mo Yan told me not to look, let me look at the ground.

I looked down at the ground, and at this glance, I was startled, and there was an extra shadow.

Now there are four shadows under my feet, and looking at this shadow, I wonder in my heart, this shadow is so long.

Generally, when the sunset sun shines down, people's shadows will be stretched very long, but now it is a big night, and the moon is overhead, which is equivalent to noon, and the shadow will not be very long, and even at noon, the light shines down from the head, and the shadow is the shortest, but now there is a shadow under our feet that looks ridiculously long.

"Why is this shadow so long!" I exclaimed.

"We may have been suspicious of your uncle, so he used some magic to follow us, now let's go slowly, don't look back, what should we do, we will do the same. ”

I let out a soft sigh, but from time to time I would look down at my feet, and as I walked, I felt that this elongated shadow was like a frog.

I told Mo Yan about this, and Mo Yan frowned slightly, telling me not to look down.

I didn't look down, and my uncle's grave was not very far from my uncle's home, and it took me five minutes to go.

Looking at my uncle's cemetery, I shook my head with a wry smile, I don't know what is so good about the golden mask that my uncle will be able to do this, I would rather deceive my nephew and build my own cemetery.

"Uncle, I've come to see you. I whispered.

I put the candles and paper money on my uncle's tombstone, and at the same time as I put the paper money and candles, I suddenly turned my head to look over.

Suddenly, I saw a frog the size of a fist, with eyes staring at us and looking very strange.

When I turned my head to look, the frog jumped to the side and hid as if it had seen me.

I snorted coldly in my heart, and told Mo Yan the location of the frog, and I began to burn paper money as if nothing happened.

Mo Yan nodded at me, bewildering the frog's eyes.

I burned the paper money and shouted Uncle, you died so miserably.

Wang Xin walked up to me, lowered her voice and said to me, "Do you want to dig up your uncle's grave, in case there is something shady in your uncle's grave." ”

"Neuropathy. I glared at Wang Xin, who was digging a grave.

At that moment, I heard a croak, a frog croak.

I turned my head to look at the source of the sound, and Mo Yan stood up from where the frog had jumped just now, still holding the frog in his hand.

After the frog only croaked twice, Mo Yan quickly took out a silver needle from his pocket and inserted it between the frog's legs.

I glanced at Mo Yan with some embarrassment, and my feet naturally reacted together, it seems that I can't offend Mo Yan in the future, otherwise this needle will go down, and it will be cut off.

When I looked at the frog again, the frog's eyes were closed, like a dead frog.

"I put it to sleep. Mo Yan said softly.

After speaking, Mo Yan walked over and carried the frog's thigh.

"Mo Yan, how can this frog follow us. I said confusedly.

"It's just some sorcery. Mo Yan said softly, stretched out his hand and patted the frog's white belly, and the sound of snapping came out.

He took out a silver needle and stuck it in the frog's stomach, and a weak croaking sound.

Suddenly, I saw the frog spit out a small note.

Looking at this note, I was shocked.

Ye Le, 1988, 11.13 chase. ”

This note has my name on it, as well as my birthday, and a chase at the end.

But when I saw this font, I was shocked that this font was exactly the same as the font of Ye Le, 1988, 11.13.

When I saw this font, I immediately understood, who was going to kill me?