Xiao Yun's expression froze, staring at the trees in front of him, his eyes were tightly locked, he grabbed a branch on the ground, and said again: "I'll count three times, get out!" One, two..."

Before he could count to three, a figure came out, and Lu Yiyi immediately swept over with the faint flashlight of the mobile phone in his hand, and breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that the figure had a shadow and feet.

Is this an individual, or... An old man in his sixties?

Xiao Yun didn't give Lu Yi a step ahead, paced quickly, and stopped the old man's way while he was about to run, because he saw that it was an old man, although he was stern, he still asked in a slightly calm tone: "Old man, in the middle of the night, what are you doing sneakily?" ”

It's like you two aren't sneaky in the middle of the night?

The old man was stopped by Xiao Yun, raised his head in fear, and said tremblingly: "I... I'm here to get some hands on it. ”

Solving hands is a dialect in some places, which means going to the toilet, however, Xiao Yun looked around vigilantly, blocking the old man's way more and more, where is there a place to go to the toilet?

Besides, going to the toilet in the middle of the night in the mountain road is very strange???

Lu Yiyi also chased after him, and looked at the old man carefully, this person was still carrying half a frame of yellow paper in his hand, his face was yellow, he was not tall, and his height was about the same as Lu Yiyi.

However, Lu Yiyi didn't have much compassion at this time, after all, he knew that most of the people in the village were related to the abduction case, so he couldn't casually treat this old man as an ordinary villager.

Thinking of this, Lu Yiyi immediately cheered up and asked, "Are you from Mangkhut Village?" ”

"It's... Yes, who are you? This... This is not the place for you... Get out of here. The old man trembled more and more, his eyes wandered, and every now and then he swept the open space behind him.

Lu Yiyi paid attention, walked towards the place where the old man's sight was reached, swept the light of the mobile phone, and saw a small earthen bag, on which a tombstone was built with wood, and then surrounded by stones.

So, who was this old man just going to grave?

This grave in the middle of the night is really unique.

Xiao Yun also found the grave bag behind the old man, and there was charred paper money on the ground, and a few sparks fell in it.

"Sacrifice? Two o'clock in the morning? ”

The sacrifice of country A is still a bit exquisite, no matter who is worshipped, it will not be picked at such a time, unless it is afraid that people will see it.

When he turned his head to ask the old man, the old man no longer answered, as if he had avoided his gaze with a weak heart, lowered his head, and became more and more suspicious.

Seeing that the old man refused to speak, Xiao Yun simply dragged the old man up and followed Lu Yiyi, who had already walked to the front to check the grave bag, and kept it at any time in case there was danger around him to approach Lu Yiyi.

At this time, in front of the grave, Lu Yiyi had already illuminated the tombstone with a light, and hastily scribbled a few words, the tombstone made of wooden boards was yellowed and old, and the handwriting was not very clear, but after Lu Yiyi saw the name, she still felt a chill rushing to her head, piercing her eyes like an ice pick.

There are five simple words written on it - the tomb of Huang Lele.

As for who is this Huang Lele?

Xiao Yunxing may not know, but Lu Yiyi still remembers that in front of the rental car shop, the woman who was wet in the rain was holding a stack of missing person notices, and the name written was this "Huang Lele".

For a moment, Lu Yi was stunned in place, the mobile phone trembled slightly in her hand, she browled her eyebrows with a headache, and what sounded in her mind was the woman smiling in the rain and saying "thank you".

Oh, my God! How should she look at this "thank you" directly?