Seeing the third uncle's appearance, I was stunned for a moment, staring at the third uncle in front of me with wide eyes, not knowing what to do.

But the third uncle stood there, staring at me with his golden pupils, which always made me feel very uncomfortable.

I swallowed, not even daring to make any eye contact with him.

But the third uncle didn't know what was going on, he just stood there and didn't speak, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a stalemate for a long time, I took a breath and said with some difficulty: "Third uncle......"

The third uncle closed his eyes, took two more steps forward, and helped me untie the rope on my body.

I had been tied up for most of the day, and my body was already a little numb, so after standing up, I quickly rubbed my arms.

When I looked over, the pupils of the third uncle had already become normal eyes.

And he straightened his clothes, and the collar was upright, just in the way of his neck, so I couldn't see the blood on his neck, whether it was still there.

The third uncle walked to the side, sat down, and suddenly said to me: "Statement, the time when the third uncle is not ......"

"Third uncle." I thought he was going to say something, so I simply interrupted him.

I stared at him and asked, "Is what the old man said just now true?" ”

"What do you mean?" The third uncle looked at me, and the expression on his face was a little strange.

I looked at the third uncle, and first paused, feeling a little hesitant.

But because I was too curious in my heart, I finally lowered my head and said stubbornly: "They say that my father has no brothers, and you ...... Actually, it's not my third uncle......"

When I said the last few words, I still mustered up the courage to raise my head and look at the third uncle.

Sure enough, when the third uncle heard me ask him this, his face became a little weird.

But his reaction was not as big as I expected, he just looked at me, and then said lightly: "Whether it is or not, what is the difference." ”

Hearing what he said, I was also slightly stunned, but after thinking about it carefully, what the third uncle said seemed to be very reasonable.

No matter what, for so many years, it was always the third uncle who took care of me and raised me.

Even if he and I are not related by any blood, what is the difference between the two of us and real relatives?

The question that has been stuck in my heart before, because the third uncle's sentence was directly solved.

But despite this, there have been so many things that have happened in the village lately, and I have a lot of confusion in my heart, but I don't know where to start.

Probably knowing my thoughts, the third uncle suddenly said: "I know, you have a lot of confusion in your heart, but now is not the time to talk about these things. ”

"Isn't it time?" Hearing him say this, I also frowned, and I didn't understand why he said that.

The third uncle nodded and said, "We have more important things to do now." ”

The more he said this, the more confused I felt, and I didn't know what the third uncle meant.

Although I was confused, looking at the third uncle's appearance, it seemed that he didn't want to explain to me at all.

So I had to sigh to myself, and then asked him, "What should we do now?" ”

The third uncle glanced at me, but shook his head and said, "It's not us, it's what you're going to do." ”

"Me?" I pointed at myself, a little confused.

Listening to the third uncle's meaning, could it be that he still wants to leave and leave me here alone?

The third uncle saw that I didn't understand, so he said: "The fat man you have seen is actually a chess piece thrown by me, during my absence, you have done a good job, as for other things that happened in the village, you must understand that some things are predestined, and there is no way to choose at all." ”

I frowned and looked at the third uncle, and I always felt that the tone of what he said to me was really strange.

But just as I was about to ask, the third uncle's body suddenly shook.

I saw that he was frowning, his face was slightly ugly, and even fine sweat appeared on his head.

Seeing him like this, I also hurriedly walked up and asked with some worry: "Third uncle, are you ...... What happened to you? ”

"It's fine." The third uncle waved his hand, but his state still made me feel very worried.

The third uncle didn't have any chance to speak to me, and continued to speak: "You are different from others, your life is the result of countless sacrifices, so no matter what, you must let yourself live." ”

As he spoke, he gasped again, as if he was about to lose some of his breath.

"Third uncle, don't talk about it, rest for a while."

I hurriedly walked over and tried to hold on to the third uncle in case he would not be able to stand still.

However, the third uncle still didn't let me touch him, but reached out and held the back of the chair next to him, so that he could be regarded as supporting his body.

"These words, I have to tell you, you remember, in the future, things related to the collection of corpses, never again, after you leave Wolong Village...... Ahem......"

When the third uncle said this, he immediately coughed twice, his face looked extremely ugly, and he couldn't even speak.

I couldn't care so much at this time, so I quickly ran up and helped the third uncle.

When I caught the third uncle, I found that his body was unusually cold, not at all like the temperature of a living person.

My eyes widened instantly, and I looked at the third uncle, wondering what was wrong with him.

Although the third uncle still wanted to hold on, he seemed to be a little unable to hold on, and he fell to the side and fell on the chair.

At this time, I finally saw that there were still three bright red blood marks on the third uncle's neck.

I instantly gasped, feeling extremely complicated, I really didn't expect that not only everyone in the village had an accident.

Even my third uncle couldn't escape this catastrophe......

Looking at the third uncle's appearance, I felt unspeakably uncomfortable, clenched the third uncle's hand, and asked a little choked: "Third uncle, tell me, who is it, why do you have to kill so many people?" ”

The third uncle's face was no longer angry, but he still tilted his head sideways and said to me: "Statement, you remember, no one can believe it." ”

He spoke in a very small voice, and it seemed that he could not support it, I nodded and agreed to him, but I felt very uncomfortable, and the tears kept flowing down, and I couldn't stop at all.

I sat on the ground, I don't know how long I cried, I just felt that my eyes hurt badly, so I wiped my tears and looked at the third uncle in the chair.

He was motionless at this time, and looking at his appearance, he should have lost his breath.

The third uncle is my only relative, and he has always taken care of me for all these years, but now he is really dead, so in my heart, I feel that the sky has fallen, and the whole person is dark in front of me.

I don't even know how I got over that night.

It wasn't until after dawn the next day that I was able to sober up a bit.

The third uncle's body was still lying on the chair, and after the night, his body had even begun to stiffen.

Although until now, I still don't believe that the third uncle is actually dead.

But the fact that his body was there, I would not believe it.

But no matter what, the third uncle's corpse still can't be left like this, so he has to let him enter it first.

So I walked over and grabbed the body of the third uncle, trying to take him away.

But I had just stood up, but suddenly I saw that a small piece of paper seemed to have fallen out of the third uncle's pocket and fell directly to the ground.

I was a little strange, first helped the third uncle to sit down, and then picked up the card on the ground.

I saw that it was densely packed with two lines of words:

"If you want to state your life, you must exchange your life for your life."

The writing is very small, and the font is also a little delicate, which looks like it was written by a woman.

But when I read it, I felt that the handwriting was very familiar, and I hurriedly took out the rag in my pocket.

After comparing it with myself on the strip of cloth, I found that the handwriting on the card was exactly the same as on the rag, and it was obviously the same person's handwriting.

When I found out about this, I was stunned for a moment.

I immediately felt a little numb in my body, and if the rags left for me were indeed written by her.

Doesn't that prove that I was deceived, and the real mastermind behind the scenes has always been her......