"Your uncle is dead!"

I was startled at first when a voice suddenly appeared in the empty temple, but when I heard what the voice was saying, I was furious and said, "Shut up, don't try to lie to me, my uncle won't die!" ”

"If it's human, you'll die......!" The voice seemed to be a little impatient, as if it felt that I was being a little vexatious.

"I don't believe it, my master said that the method of fake burial will definitely save my uncle!" Although I was uneasy in my heart, I still didn't want to give in, or rather, I couldn't convince myself that my only loved one was gone.

"Hehe, do you really think your master is a good person? Did the black runes work? Did he teach you anything about taking you as an apprentice? His voice suddenly became cold, as if he was a little angry.

I was shocked, because the voice was right, my master was indeed a little weird, except that the black talisman left before had no use for any purpose, he had never taught me any skills over the years, and I always had the feeling that he was watching me all the time.

And what shocked me even more was that who this voice was, whether it was the matter of the black rune and my master, it was impossible for outsiders to know so clearly!

My eyes suddenly turned red because I thought of a possibility, and said angrily, "You are the one who harmed my whole family?" ”

"Am I harming your whole family? Hehehe......"

The voice began to laugh, and then another angry shout was heard: "I think it's your whole family who has hurt me!" ”

When the voice fell, a black shadow flashed in front of me, I was startled at first, and when I reacted and looked at the black shadow, I was stunned.

That's why I know that it's never the same person I'm talking to...... It's a big weasel!

The weasel stood standing, his eyes glinting a strange green in the night, and a white skull on his head, looking at me with bared teeth.

"Your whole family has damaged my Taoism for forty years, little ghost, you owe me!"

It was not until the weasel pounced on me that I screamed, and I threw the 'fake corpse' on my back and ran out of the temple without looking back.

Fortunately, the weasel didn't chase it out, but I still didn't dare to turn back, and ran forward desperately, vaguely as if I heard a word.

"Run! Run! ”

After running for about half an hour, I passed a large area of graves, which were not my way up the mountain, so I didn't worship them at all, but I didn't dare to stop at all.

Looking at this grave bag of different heights makes my heart thicker.

"It's weird, it's weird!" I kept saying it, hoping that these 'people' wouldn't trouble me.

But it backfired, and just as I was about to run out of the grave, a sudden gust of wind blew towards me, and the wind was so strong that I couldn't even open my eyes, and in a daze, I stepped on the air under my feet, and fell in front of a grave.

I subconsciously opened my eyes to look, only to see that the tombstone on the grave bag was actually my photo.

I was startled, and then I suddenly felt a chill in the back of my neck, as if someone was blowing on me.

I hurriedly looked back, only to see that the 'fake corpse' that was still in the temple had returned to my back at some point.

Instantly frightened my three souls lost seven souls, hurriedly threw the 'fake corpse' to the ground, took out a large handful of paper money from his arms, and didn't care to count it anymore, lit it with a lighter, and a handful was still in the sky.

In an instant, the flames turned into sparks and floated above the various graves, and I knew that I had not burned the money in the order of three, three, six, and six, but I was afraid that I would not be able to stop these ghosts for long, so I hurriedly rushed down the mountain again.

I'm not just running for my life, I'm going to see how my uncle is doing.

The words of the weird weasel became a thorn in the heart!

Fortunately, on the next road, I didn't encounter any strange things, so I ran out of the back mountain safely.

I returned to the entrance of the village with palpitations, but found that Wang Ping'an was still squatting at the entrance of the village, not knowing what he was doing.

I was in no mood to deal with a fool, so I hurriedly walked to my uncle's house, but as soon as I entered the village, Wang Ping'an suddenly stopped me: "Brother Chen, you look so good in this dress, you are colorful!" ”

I was shocked, and hurriedly lowered my head, only to find that the clothes on my body had somehow turned into the shroud that was originally worn by the 'fake corpse'!

It also carries the smell of paper money!

I screamed and hurriedly ripped off my shroud, causing me to pull off several buttons.

Wang Ping'an looked at my movements stupidly, my heart suddenly moved, and the ghost asked the gods: "Ping'an, has anyone been out of the village tonight?" ”

Wang Ping'an was stupid twice and then said: "Your master, your master has gone out covered in blood!" ”

I suddenly had a bad feeling in my heart, and hurriedly said goodbye to Wang Ping'an and ran towards my uncle's house, but when I came to my uncle's house, I suddenly slowed down, and even dared not go in.

I was afraid to go in and see my uncle's cold corpse!

"Uncle! Uncle! I cautiously and tentatively shouted two sentences, but there was no response, and my heart almost sank to the bottom.

But I still had a trace of extravagant hope in my heart, pushed open the door and walked in, and then I saw a scene that made my eyes tear.

My uncle was left with only one body, lying in a pool of blood, and his death was horrific.

The huge impact made me stagger, and I finally stabilized my body, tears were already filling my eyes, and I walked in tremblingly, only to find that my uncle still had a black rune paper attached to his body......

"It's the master!" All my doubts were explained instantly when I saw the talisman paper on my uncle's body, I hurried out of the house, looked at it, picked up an axe in the firewood, and rushed to the entrance of the village, I remember Wang Ping said that he had seen the master out of the village.

But before I could reach the entrance of the village, I saw a familiar figure staggering over, and by the moonlight, I could clearly see that it was my master.

I instantly became angry, and ran straight towards the figure with an axe, and the master obviously saw that it was me, and the expression on his face changed again and again, and then he returned to calm, and he didn't run, but just stood in place and didn't move.

The two of us were getting closer and closer, and when we were only two or three paces away, his figure shook twice and fell to his knees.

It was only then that I saw his state, his body was covered with blood, which was in line with Wang Ping'an's description, the only difference was that the blood did not seem to belong to someone else, but to flow from his own body.

He had three narrow wounds on his chest, blood was trickling out, and his face was as white as a piece of paper, and he looked a little oozing.

The wound was also a little strange, faintly smelling, and there was a faint trace of green smoke rising from it, and the shape of the wound did not look like someone was looking at it with a sharp weapon, but more like the scratch of some kind of beast.

I don't know why, but I thought of the talking weasel on the top of the mountain!

Looking at the miserable scene in front of the master, although I was still angry, I finally had some doubts, so I stood there, did not step forward, just looked at him coldly.

"Xiao Chen, why are you here...... The method of fake burial ......! Saying this, his face changed in vain, and then he asked nervously: "What about your uncle, how is your uncle!" ”

I looked at him with a concerned look on his face, and I was a little suspicious, and I wanted to go up and kill him with an axe to avenge my uncle and my family, but I was afraid that I would really blame him.

"Dead!" My voice was a little hoarse, I couldn't hear the joy or anger, and my eyes were always fixed on his expression, and if it was not natural, my axe would definitely be cut down.

The master's face was obviously stunned, and then he made a reaction that I never expected, and I saw that he stretched out two blood-covered hands and slammed them into his face, making a loud noise.

With a few 'pop' sounds, his face was red and swollen, and he didn't stop, and even hit his head on the ground, with a painful expression.

I frowned slightly, his reaction was obviously a little overdone, but his random words dispelled my suspicions a little.

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault, why am I so stupid, why am I so stupid!"

A few words in a row, and then he slapped his mouth silently, looking like he regretted not being at the beginning.

I looked at his miserable appearance, cautiously walked over, pulled his hand away, and asked, "What the hell is going on?" ”

It's just that although I grabbed him, my other hand was still holding the axe tightly, he glanced at my hand holding the axe, swallowed his saliva and said: "After you went to the fake burial, I suddenly noticed a trace of yin qi, which was exactly the same as the breath left when you killed your family at that time...... I wanted to catch the warlock who used evil magic to hurt people, and hurriedly chased him out, who knew that the other party still had an ambush, and there were demons to help, I ...... I was defeated, so I ran back, who knows...... Who knew that he actually used a plan to divert the tiger from the mountain! ”

As he spoke, he began to cry, and said while crying: "It's all my fault, if I hadn't been careless, Xiaochen, your uncle wouldn't have died...... It's all my fault! It's all my fault! ”

Seeing him crying pitifully, what he said was reasonable, I didn't know who to believe for a while, one side was the master who watched me grow up, and the other side was the weird weasel who was obviously a monster.

I was silent for a long time before I said, "Master, can I ask you a question, why don't you teach me all this time!" ”

He also stopped crying, and after a long time, he sighed faintly and said, "You don't know, in fact, you are a four-hearted tire!" ”

"Four tires?" I was stunned and looked at him suspiciously.

He nodded and said, "That's right, the so-called four evil fetuses are a peculiar kind of fate, and they will kill their three brothers and sisters before they are born......!" ”

I was shocked and asked in disbelief: "You mean, my three brothers and sisters were not killed by people, but ...... by me?"

He nodded heavily and continued: "The Four Evil Fetuses are rare for a thousand years, but they are also strange things that some warlocks can use to increase their cultivation and even lifespan......