Chapter Sixty-Eight: Centipede Gu

Mo Yan shook his head, "It wasn't the knife on the chest that killed your uncle, but the centipede Gu, if I guessed correctly, your uncle's stomach is empty." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

When I first saw my uncle, I knew that it wasn't the dagger that killed my uncle at all, I thought of killing my uncle with a mask before, but now listening to Mo Yan's words, it's obviously not like this.

The latter sentence has an empty stomach, and this sentence makes me a little confused.

Mo Yan stretched out his hand towards me, slowly opened his hand, there was a centipede crawling around in Mo Yan's hand, seeing this centipede, I was so sick in my heart.

What surprised me was that the centipede was in Mo Yan's hand, and it was not biting Mo Yan, but kept crawling around.

"Mo Yan, my uncle's stomach is empty, what does this sentence mean." I wondered.

Mo Yan pointed to my uncle's stomach and gently pressed it down, what shocked me was that my uncle's stomach was like a leaky balloon, and when Mo Yan pressed it like this, his stomach deflated.

The ribs were exposed, as if my uncle's stomach was just a layer of skin left.

I finally understood what Mo Yan meant to me.

"Your uncle's stomach is gone, the large intestine and small intestine are gone, and the contents are hollowed out, as long as you gently stab your uncle with a knife, your uncle's stomach will gush out black pus." Mo Yan said in a deep voice.

I really can't think of who killed my uncle in such a disgusting way.

I stretched out my hand and tried to trample the disgusting centipede in Mo Yan's hand to death, but just as I touched this centipede, all of a sudden, the centipede crawled towards me frantically, trying to burrow into my body.

The centipede immediately startled me, and if it got into its body, it would be fine.

I hurriedly shook my hand, trying to throw the centipede out, but I still couldn't shake it out, Mo Yan hurriedly stretched out his hand and slapped it on the back of my hand.

The centipede just fell to the ground, and I was angry and wanted to trample it to death, but Mo Yan shook his head at me.

"You can't kill it, if you want to find out who killed your uncle, you still have to rely on it, if you kill it, we can't find out who killed your uncle." Mo Yan said to me as he took out a bottle and put the centipede into the bottle.

"Let's go back." Mo Yan put his uncle's body in the freezer and said to me.

I hummed softly, looked at my uncle, and closed the door to the freezer.

"Your uncle's death is different, if I guess correctly, the person who wants to kill with centipede Gu is actually not your uncle, but wants to kill you." Mo Yan said in a deep voice.

"Kill me." I was shocked and immediately pointed to myself.

Mo Yan nodded, "That's right, it's actually killing you, otherwise this centipede wouldn't be so cruel to you, someone should have played Gu on you, it just so happened that you left during this time period, and your uncle was at home." ā€

Mo Yan's words made me ponder, I felt more uncomfortable in my heart, if Mo Yan was right, it was my uncle who died for me, and I was the one who should die.

"Mo Yan, can you find the murderer of your uncle?" I said urgently.

My mood now only wants to kill my uncle's killer.

"There's this centipede, I think so." Mo Yan said softly.

Listening to Mo Yan's words, I was completely relieved, and hurriedly said thank you to Mo Yan.

Mo Yan waved his hand and asked me not to be polite, and then Mo Yan fell into deep thought, and looked at me for a while before Mo Yan said slowly, "Who told you to leave the mask shop in the first place." ā€

"No one asked me to leave, I want to go to Lao Liu's hometown to see Lao Liu." I said softly.

Mo Yan sighed in some surprise, listening to my words, as if he was a little surprised.

"What's wrong?" I said in a deep voice.

"I thought the fat man told you to come with him." Mo Yan said softly.

I took a deep breath and told Mo Yan about Lao Liu's death and the meeting with that strange man.

Mo Yan was silent, and the willow eyebrows were tightly wrinkled together, and after a long time, Mo Yan's willow eyebrows slowly loosened, "There is a problem with the fat man, if you believe me, you should stay away from him." ā€

I looked at Mo Yan and didn't speak, saying that the fat man had a problem, except for Mo Yan and his uncle, but after all, my life was saved by the fat man's third uncle, and I couldn't imagine what the fat man would do to me.

I don't have a car or a house, and I look good, but the big fat man doesn't have a foundation.

"You have to believe me, I feel that the big fat man is not simple, why is the old Liu and the old uncle next to you dead, but the big fat man is still alive in good shape, if you count according to the order of death, the first person to die should be the big fat man, then Lao Liu, and finally to the uncle." Mo Yan said softly.

"Why is the first one a big fat man." I asked, confused.

"Because he's the least simple." Mo Yan said in a deep voice.

I didn't say anything more, maybe Mo Yan's statement was correct, or maybe it wasn't, but what can I do about it, everything is already like this.

"Tomorrow you follow me to a place, and we will find out who is going to kill your uncle." Mo Yan said in a deep voice to me.

I nodded, walked for a while, and then left to Mo Yan.

When I came to the mask shop, I was lying on the bed.

After a glance, I don't know where Xiaoxue went, and now I don't have the mood to care where Xiaoxue goes.

I fell asleep while lying down, and then I heard a strange sound, a click.

I followed the sound and I saw a man in white crouching on the ground, his hands moving back and forth, as if sawing something.

The clicking sound was harsh, and the surrounding environment gave me a very oppressive feeling, and just as I was about to look at the man, suddenly the man's head twisted.

I saw a faceless human face, his features disappeared, as if a smooth disc was attached to his face, and a deep and terrifying voice came from the man's mouth.

I looked down at the man's feet, and I saw the man holding a saw, and when I looked further, I saw a man lying at the man's feet, and the man kept sawing at the man at his feet, and suddenly bloody blood gushed out from the neck of the man under his feet.

The man's head was immediately sawn off by him, and rolled to my feet with a thud, and when I looked down, I saw the head, and it was mine......