In the middle of the night, Gao Cheng couldn't sleep, so he quietly got up and walked to the yard. It is a dilapidated courtyard about forty or fifty meters away from Yuling Village. There are three rooms in the courtyard, one each for Gao Cheng, Director Liao, and Chu Ling. Uncle Bao went to the village to spend the night.

Gao Cheng couldn't believe that this was where Uncle Bao had stayed for nearly forty years. What Uncle Bao said, Gao Cheng was a little skeptical. What is the reason why a person would prefer to stay in such an isolated place?

Forty years ago, was the archaeological event really what he said? After the accident of the archaeological team, Chu Ling had been here with the police. Why, didn't you see Uncle Bao at that time? The mystery in the middle did not fade with Uncle Bao's explanation at all, but on the contrary, it became more and more chaotic.

Also, did Uncle Bao arrange them here, intentionally or unintentionally? Could there be any hidden secrets in Yuling Village? Su Xiaonuan turned out to be the granddaughter of the head of Yuling Village. In the "Grim Reaper" murder case, Bai Ling and her were in the same dormitory. Does it matter?

The night breeze blew across his face, and there was a hint of coolness to the bones. Gao Cheng rubbed his somewhat astringent face, and was just about to turn back, but saw a figure running forward quickly on the opposite mountain road.

That back is a little familiar, Gao Cheng seems to have seen it somewhere. Suddenly he remembered, that's, that's, that's Jack, Wang's bodyguard. Is it true that the king has already come here? Thinking of this, Gao Cheng hurriedly followed the black shadow and ran forward.

Jack's gait staggered, and he didn't know if it was because he had been walking too long or because he was injured. It didn't take long for Gao Cheng to catch up with him.

Jack went all the way and came to the Su family hall where Gao Cheng had come during the day. The hall of the Su family was quiet, and the mourning hall was still open. It's just that Su Xiaonuan, who was guarding in front of the mourning hall, didn't know where he had gone at the moment. Jack's pace slowed down considerably, and he crept to a room next to the hall, pushed the door open, and entered. Gao Cheng quietly put his ear to the door.

"You're here." The person who spoke turned out to be Uncle Bao.

"Yes, where's the thing?" Jack's tone was a little nervous, tense.

"Come with me." Uncle Bao said.

Gao Cheng saw through the crack in the door that Uncle Bao opened a hanging painting next to him, pressed the secret grid, and suddenly a secret door flashed out in front of him. Then, he and Jack walked in one after the other.

Gao Cheng was a little curious, Uncle Bao and Jack sounded like they were making a deal. What the hell are they trying to do? After thinking for a moment, Gao Cheng pushed open the door and walked in.

According to the way Uncle Bao opened the door, Gao Cheng opened the secret door and dodged in.

It was dark in the secret door, and a heavy damp was getting into the nose. Gao Cheng cautiously walked forward, for fear of alarming Uncle Bao and Jack if he was not careful. There seems to be a road underneath you, and it's a little slippery. Gao Cheng turned on his body and quickly walked to the end of the road. A stone door appeared in front of him, half-hidden, and a faint light peeked through it.

Gao Cheng saw Uncle Bao leaning sideways, holding something in his hand and carefully placing it on the table. It was a hideous mask, with a blue-gray underside, and two white eye sockets glowing like a ghost. Gao Cheng trembled in his heart, and his whole body shivered inexplicably.

"That's what you want. Can you do what you promised me? Uncle Bao spoke.

"Didn't you just kill that Chu Ling? Let me tell you, when I was in the American Field Army, I killed all the lions. Jack sneered coldly.

"However, I have one more condition."

"On what terms?"

Uncle Bao said and put another bag on the table. Jack came over and opened it, and inside was a mask and a black robe.

Gao Cheng's eyes tightened, staring at the two things on the table. His pupils contracted rapidly, and countless images swirled in front of him.

That's the outfit of the "Grim Reaper". In that alley, before his wife was killed, in the videotape, countless portraits with "Death" flashed before his eyes. Gao Cheng pressed his chest, trying his best to calm his excitement. A voice kept echoing in his ears, calm, calm.

Gao Cheng slowly left the stone gate, then walked out of the corridor, walked out of the Su family, and walked towards the place where he was staying.

There was a drum in his heart, beating his nerves again and again. Why does Uncle Bao have that set of "Death" equipment? Chen Ruogu said that the "prophet" would come to Yuling Village, could it be that "Uncle Bao" was the prophet? However, does Uncle Bao have such a ability? Hidden in Yuling Village, but able to manipulate the "Grim Reaper" thousands of miles away to kill? Thinking of Jack's promise to help him kill Chu Ling, Gao Cheng had another answer in his heart. If you want to kill someone, you don't need to be there.

The night wind was getting stronger and stronger, and Gao Cheng felt that his whole body was trembling. Seeing Uncle Bao take out the "Grim Reaper" equipment, he wanted to rush in at a high cost. But reason told him that he could not go in. With Jack's skills and the gun on his body, he could be in danger. In addition, if Uncle Bao is really a "prophet", his ability is by no means below Jack. Soon, Gao Cheng came to the courtyard where he lived.

He pushed the door and walked in, knocking on Chu Ling's door.

The night was darker and more sad. A figure ran quickly down the road, a glowing scythe in his hand. In front of a courtyard, he stopped. An evil smile gently rippled from his lips. He rolled over and jumped into the courtyard.

"One, two, three." He secretly counted the rooms in front of him, and finally his eyes fell on the third. There were no lights on in the room and it was a bit dim. I could vaguely see a man lying on the bed, and he raised the sickle in his hand and dodged into the room, with a sad smile on his face. Then, slash hard at the bed.

Suddenly, the lights came on. The instantaneous light blinded him. Before he could see the room clearly, a force of gravity suddenly hit from behind. There was a pain in his back, and his body collapsed to the ground.

Jack woke up. His head was still a little dizzy. It was as if a needle was pricking his head, and he was in pain.

He remembered a field battle in the jungle when he was nineteen years old. At that time, he was captured by the other party like this. The desire to survive caused him to break free of the hemp rope, kill the other guard, and run out of the jungle.

Now, that feeling is back. However, he did not have the strength to break free. He felt like a skewered locust, powerless.

"Director Liao, you are optimistic about Jack. Professor Chu and I went to the village to catch Uncle Bao. Remember, leave him alone no matter what. Outside the door, Gao Cheng's voice came.

Uncle Bao, is that him? Jack's heart was shocked, he wanted to scream, but he couldn't, only heard his own heavy panting. In the end, he gave up. Like a trapped beast, I don't want to struggle anymore.

Now, Jack understands Wang Tie's plight, but it's too late. Jack remembered his father, the priest who prayed for the blessing of Jesus in the church. He knew that his child was on the verge of death at the moment. And, watch more people die.

"Mercious Father, please forgive the sins of my heart, and before sunset, we will join together in our hands and pray for you."

Outside the window, the east showed a fish's white belly.

A new day begins, with a gentle sunshine shining on the earth. But who can see the sin behind the sun?

Sin in the name of the Father.