I didn't think about it, I just threw this thing not far away. I continued to grope on him again, and after looking for a while, I felt a little pimple on his waist, and pinched it hard, which was a little hard.

Immediately, let Lang Gao lift his clothes, turn on the mobile phone screen, and shine on his waist, this is a red bag, with a long red line on it, tied around his waist, the things in the red bag are round, and there is a square hole in the middle, which should be a copper coin.

To my surprise, there seemed to be something in the square hole, and when I opened the bag, I saw two long hairs, one was very black, which seemed to be the hair of a young woman, and the other was silver-white, which seemed to be the hair of an old man.

Made, how did you tie this thing around your waist? Normal people wear it around their necks? Is this guy okay? I glanced at him suspiciously, and without saying anything to Lang Gao, I threw things at his feet.

"Chen Baxian, is it okay?" Lang Gao glanced around and asked softly.

"That's it!" I replied and took a few steps back, just about to find a place to wait for Yan XVII's changes.

Suddenly, the grave suddenly became cold, and the wind blew all around, and I felt a 'chuckle' in my heart, and my hands clenched into fists, tying the living to the grave, which was a little inhumane, and no one would do this until I had no choice.

However, when we encounter something that cannot be solved, we will use similar methods, such as falling under the locust tree for three days, and legend has it that this locust tree attracts ghosts and ties people to the locust tree, which means that the ghosts will punish him. If that person gets through well, all things will be smoothed out. This method is a bit old, just like the invasion of pig cages in some places, and few people use it now.

And my method is similar to dropping the locust tree, except that this method is much more humane than dropping the locust tree.

At this moment, the back of my neck suddenly poured cold wind into it, as if someone was standing behind me and blowing on my neck, Huo Ran turned around and looked, it was empty, there was no one at all, Na Lang Gao stood on my left, it was impossible to blow at my neck.

I was a little scared, I took out my mobile phone and looked at it, it was 11 o'clock, and immediately, I pulled Lang Gao's sleeves and walked not far away.

As soon as he took a few steps, he didn't know if it was a mistake in his brain, so he turned his head to look at Yan Qiqi. Suddenly, my whole body trembled and my scalp was numb.

I saw that in front of Yan Seventeen, there was one more figure at some point, not very tall, about one meter five, wearing a set of gold-rimmed shrouds, raising his hand to stroke Yan Seventeen's face.

Seeing this, my heart was pounding, my breathing began to become rapid, there was silence all around, so quiet that I could hear my own breathing, this figure seemed to be Boss Yu's mother.

At this moment, a cold hand pinched my arm, faintly painful, I looked to the side, it was pitch black, I couldn't see a figure, and I heard a voice coming, a bit like Lang Gao's voice, "Chen Baxian, why are you stunned!" Hurry up. ”

Suddenly, I suddenly remembered that it was terrible to be dark all around, how could I see things, and immediately, I blinked my eyes, and then looked in the direction of Yan Seventeen, it was pitch black, and I could only see a green light flashing under Yan Seventeen's feet, it was Lang Gao's voice recorder.

What's going on? What the hell?

"Chen Baxian, what are you doing? Let's go! Lang Gao pinched me again, this time with a lot of force.

"Nothing!" I was so nervous that I rubbed the sweat from my palms.

"Nothing, why don't you go?"

As soon as he finished speaking, another pain came from his arm. At this time, I was a little angry, I reached out to the side, just touched Lang Gao's body, pinched it violently, and said: "You treat me as a puppet, and one pinch is heavier than the other." ”

"Chen Baxian, what are you doing?" The voice was angry.

As soon as I heard this voice, my body began to tremble, and my limbs were a little weak, this is Lang Gao's voice, the previous voice, just a little familiar, not Lang Gao's voice, Made, hell.

"Did you pinch me just now?" I took a few deep breaths and asked Lang Gao nervously.

"I'm such a man, why am I pinching you?" Lang Gao said angrily.

As soon as he said this, I felt that my heart was about to beat to my throat, and I didn't dare to hesitate, so I said to Lang Gao: "Run!" ”

We ran twenty or so paces, found a clean stone, sat on it, and breathed heavily, and Lang Gao asked me what was the matter.

I didn't answer him, patted him on the shoulder, stretched out my hand and pointed in the direction of Yan Seventeen, meaning to let him look in that direction, don't let Yan Seventeen have an accident, what we want is evidence, not harm people's lives.

He nodded thoughtfully, but did not speak.

I took a few deep breaths to calm my breathing, raised my head slightly, and looked in the direction of Yan XVII, which was exactly the same as before, it was pitch black, only the ground shone with a faint green light.

The two of us sat on the stone slab, our eyes staring in that direction, wishing that we could have a pair of cat's eyes, see through the darkness, and look directly at Yan XVII.

However, we are just ordinary people, and we are just a pair of naked eyes. After staring for about seven or eight minutes, a very faint voice came faintly, as if it was Yan Seventeen's voice, and he shouted, "Godmother!" ”

Lang Gao seemed to hear this voice as well, he stabbed me with his hand, and asked in a trembling voice, "Who is Yan Seventeen talking to?" Is it the deceased? ”

I was stunned for a moment, and I didn't know how to explain it to him, so I said, "Probably... Possible... Maybe... Right! ”

"The deceased is Yan Seventeen's godmother?" As it was the police, it only took a few seconds for his voice to return to normal, but it was very soft.

"I don't know, I haven't heard anyone mention it." I replied in a whisper.

Lang Gao wanted to ask something, but I patted him on the arm, meaning don't speak, listen to Yan Seventeen's voice.

At this time, Yan Seventeen's voice came, and he said, "Why, Yu Qingsheng's beast abandoned my sister ten years ago. At that time, my sister was five months pregnant, five months old, the child was the size of a fist, how could he bear to abandon my sister! ”

After saying this, silence returned to the surroundings, so quiet that a pin could be heard, and after about a minute, Yan Qiqi opened his mouth again, this time in a very angry voice, accompanied by the sound of struggle.

He said: "I admit that Yu Qingsheng has been good to me over the years, and you have been good to me, but I can't forget the scene when my sister jumped off the building!" Every night, as long as I close my eyes, I see my sister standing on the seventeenth floor with a big belly, looking at me with desperate eyes, and asking me, 'Why, why doesn't he want me, he already has four wives, not one less than me?' Why! Why! Tell me why? ’”

The more he spoke, the more excited he became, his emotions were a little out of control, and the last 'why' was almost shouted, and the voice echoed on the top of the mountain for a long time.