For a moment, I only felt that my body was being dragged down by a huge force, my heart skipped half a beat, and a lot of weeds and mud were scratched around me, and black, black, green, and green glanced at me. The qiē in front of me seemed to be just a fast-forward clip from the movie, flashing past me quickly, and by the time I came back to my senses, all that was left in front of me was already darkness.

"Ah!!h

His heart-rending cry still echoes in his ears, but this voice seems to be confined in this underground passage, and he can't turn out or float in.

All of them happened so fast that before Qin Chuyi could react, I had already disappeared from the ground. I can imagine him looking for my shadow in the back garden in horror, maybe he'll be yelling my name, but I can't hear anything in this place.

This is under the garden. I settled my mind and began to remember what had just happened above. I remember hearing the summoning of Yan Bo's spirit, and he called me the master, and called me several times in a row. So I followed the sound and began to search for the ground, and suddenly I was pulled down by a pair of hands.

In my memory, it was a pair of white, withered hands, crumpled skin piled up like strips of cloth on the backs of stubby hands, but the strength was very great. But no matter how you look at it and think about it, the palm of that hand looks like Yan Bo's.

Thinking of this, I was scared to myself. It shouldn't be that they buried Yan Bo under the garden, but Yan Bo was inexplicably resurrected......

The more I thought about it, the more frightened I became, and I was drenched in cold sweat all over my body, and my arms were shaking with both hands.

It's impossible, it's impossible, I must have thought about it too much, maybe it's some animal that lives underground, or there's nothing at all, I accidentally stepped on the air and fell, go around and take a look, I should be able to find a way back to it.

I tried to force myself not to think about it, but it was like I had roots under my feet, and I couldn't take a single step. I twisted my big leg hard, and only then did I recover from the spasm.

The ground is solid. It's fundamentally different from the dirt above, more like some kind of floor tiles or something. There was nothing with any lighting on my body, and the only mobile phone was also in Qin Chuyi's pocket above, so I had to cautiously lean forward. After making sure that he would not step on the air, he retracted the other foot that was placed behind him.

"Very good...... Take it one step at a time...... One step at a time...... "I kept caressing my frightened little heart, panting as fast as a bellows.

"The ...... of the Principal"

A faint call sounded from behind me, and I suddenly felt my scalp tingle, as if someone had poured cold water on it from top to bottom. Downright cool.

Auditory hallucinations...... It must be an auditory hallucination......

"You're here, Lord......"

I only heard a "pop" sound behind me, and I subconsciously turned my head and almost regretted making this to myself. A miserable white face behind me was reflected on the rugged stone wall, and if I looked closely, the color of the face seemed to be changing for a while, and it seemed to be constantly changing, floating in my direction little by little. What's even more terrifying is that the expression of this face is still alive, and the mung bean's big eyes emit a cold light, all of which are shooting straight in my direction. The strange face is sometimes smiling, sometimes angry, which reminds me of the domestic children's horror movie I watched when I was a child-Rubik's Cube Mansion.

I screamed, and it didn't matter if the darkness in front of me was the abyss or the sea. Domineering legs come and run. I didn't run a few steps away, and I crashed into the stone wall in front of me, which was called a star-eyed Venus sky dark. Fortunately, there is no light in this place itself, and I can't feel how bad my state is.

Looking behind me, the strange face was approaching little by little. There was no way in front of me, so I had to roll over and roll sideways. But the movement was carried out generally, and the whole body froze there, cold sweat dripped down, and the brain was almost blank, and what I thought about the most was. I'm done.

The hand that dragged me into the hole was now on my shoulder, and it was so strong that it didn't hurt me or keep me running. All of a sudden, I was stuck here with this weird face. The cave was so quiet that I could almost hear the sound of our breathing.

This thing will also gasp?

"Principal...... You're coming......" The old voice ran down the strong hand and into my ears. My ears were hot and swollen, and almost instantly I was sure of something.

It's Uncle Yan, it's Uncle Yan's soul, Uncle Yan came to me......

The next actions almost didn't go through the brain at all, and they were all subconscious reflexes, most of which were learned from TV dramas.

I turned around and fell to my knees with a "snap". I kowtowed three times in a row, all of them loudly, for fear that the other party would not feel my sincerity.

"Uncle Yan, I was wrong! Uncle Yan, I'm late! Uncle Yan, let's go! Uncle Yan, I will do the Xu family's affairs well! I will pass on the lineage, you can rest assured! You can go with peace of mind! ”

My head shook up and down like a rattle, and my head began to dizzy.

The hands grabbed me by the shoulders and pulled me off the ground.

This is taken out again? Yan Bo is going to drag me to heaven to share the beautiful divine life?

"Uncle Yan, listen to me...... I have a boyfriend really! Don't take me away......"

I don't know if it's really a true expression of love or a soaring acting, I cried a lot of tears and snot, and this scene is estimated to touch a large number of people on TV. While I tried my best to explain, I carefully waited for Yan Bo's soul to answer, and the whole person was in a trance like a dream.

"Principal...... It's me, you can see clearly......" Yan Bo shook my body gently, and reached out to wipe the tears from my face.

When I was touched by him like this, goosebumps rose all over my body. The veteran hands didn't know what they had experienced, their skin and nails were full of thorns, and their hairiness could almost cut through people's flesh and skin. I subconsciously took a step back, staring at the old man in front of me with half a tear in my eyes.

When he saw my reaction, he seemed a little embarrassed, and bowed his head in shame, rubbing his hands against the withered hands that had touched me just now on his chest. I froze, and then the light on his face looked down a little bit, and at the end of the light source was a flashlight, rechargeable, and the light was on.

He is Yan Bo.

I looked carefully at the person in front of me. The flashlight had been placed in his hand, and the light refracted from the cave wall intertwined with his body, his short body, his mung bean-like eyes were small round and bright, embedded in the face full of folds, his hair was all white, and he was still wearing the retro cyan cardigan that I had worn when I left. The hands on his chest were much older than his face, and if he compared them to leaves, they were the last dead leaves on the stump branches.

In my heart, I am 99% sure that the person standing in front of me is Yan Bo, and he is still a living Yan Bo. But at this moment, it's hard for me to convince myself, what went wrong, didn't Uncle Yan stand here in a good manner, why did Xu Wei say that Uncle Yan died? Also, Yan Bo's hand......

"Lord, it's me, I'm still alive...... Ahem...... "The old man coughed heavily, and withdrew a weak smile at me.

My heart softened all at once. What the hell is he, he ran over to Uncle Yan and hugged this old man who was over a hundred and a half years old, but his face was like an old man.

He was a little startled by me at first, but soon calmed down, smiling and stroking my back, as if comforting a small child.

"Uncle Yan! Yan Bo...... What the hell is going on, why do people say you're dead? ”

He let go of his hand, and another violent cough erupted. At this moment, his face was no longer as strict and old-fashioned as before, and he had completely become an ordinary person, a frail, dying old man. I helped him stroke his back, but it didn't work. The rickety's body was almost pulled by some invisible machine, and it kept shaking back and forth, and the amplitude was terrifying. It wasn't until the crimson liquid squirted out of his trachea* that the cough gradually lessened.

He used to wipe the blood from the corners of his mouth with his sleeve and pulled out a pale smile at me.

"I can't help it......"

These four words have a deep meaning. Even though I have millions of questions in my heart, I don't dare to ask them at will at this moment, for fear that which one will touch the switch in Yan Bo's body again, and my weak body can't withstand how many coughs, after all, the current Yan Bo is thin and ...... It's like a piece of paper.

"The news of my death, I deliberately put it to you, only Xu Wei knows that I am still alive." He gasped for breath as he said slowly.

Xu Wei? It's the guy who texted me. What role does he play in this?

Yan Bo saw my question and continued to speak.

"This is really the last resort, otherwise, that person will chase after him again, and when the time comes, things will not be guaranteed, how can I have the face to see the ancestors of the Xu family!"

Yan Bo was very excited, and after he said, the whole person was trembling. I hurriedly stroked his back and told him to rest first.

"Uncle Yan, don't talk yet, I'll say, you just nod and shake your head, do you think it's okay?"

His head slowly moved up and down, which was considered approval.

"Hmm. First question, the people in the village didn't react, so everyone didn't know much about your death? ”

He nodded. I continued to ask.

"Second, when I came over just now, there was a person on the second floor of the ancestral hall who secretly observed me and Qin Chuyi, is that person Xu Wei?"

Yan Bo continued to nod.

I breathed a sigh of relief, if the person upstairs was Xu Wei, it wouldn't be a big problem. Qin Chuyi stayed on the ground alone, and it was inevitable that he would suspect the people upstairs, if it was his own person, he would have avoided a storm.

"Uncle Yan, who is the person you are talking about...... Song Qiulan? I asked this question very carefully, while observing Yan Bo's expression.

I saw him close his eyes and nodded almost desperately, his lips moved slightly, and five words popped out: "She's a monster ......" (to be continued.) )