"Phew—bad luck!"

The third master spat on the ground angrily, and called the third grandmother to sprinkle salt at the door to get rid of bad luck.

During this period, my brain was buzzing, and I kept thinking about what Song Qianxue said, but the amount of information was too large, and the things mentioned made me too incredible, even jaw-dropping.

Song Qianxue said that the grave digging, I have seen it in an encyclopedia, is the meaning of tomb robbery, with her meaning, is our family used to rob tombs? But I've never heard my dad mention it when I'm so old?

And listening to her tone, their Song family and our Lan family should be old friends, but looking at the attitude of the third master and the father, it can't be seen that they are treating old friends at all.

The key is Song Qianxue's last sentence, which seems to be insinuating what our Lan family is avoiding?

No, no, I have a limited brain capacity, and I really can't think about it.

"Third master, Dad, what Song Qianxue said just now...... What do you mean? Really? ”

I was so curious that I couldn't help it, so I asked my father and the third master.

But the third master and his father looked at each other the same, with complicated expressions.

"Warm girl, you shouldn't have seen today's events."

The third master picked up the dry cigarette and began to smoke, and spit out the smoke rings one by one, so that I couldn't see his face clearly.

Dad got up, walked to the door, sighed,

"Let's go, let's go home."

"But...... Isn't there something wrong with us coming to the third master? ”

I was surprised, but my father said, "I've already told the third master, let's go." ”

My father couldn't help but lead me and pull me away directly, and when he was halfway there, he suddenly said to me:

"The people of the Song family should stay away from them."

I looked at my dad in a daze and nodded stunned.

"This Song Qianxue doesn't look like an ordinary person, Dad, what's going on?"

My father was silent, frowning, as if thinking about something, until he got home, and then he said to me:

"When the time comes, I'll tell you everything, not yet."

My heart itched like an ant, and I asked eagerly, "Why can't you do it now?" ”

But my dad directly ignored my question, and the conversation changed.

"What about Tingjun? When you meet him, tell him, if you run into Song Qianxue in the future, tell him to stay away from her. ”

After my father finished speaking, he went back to his room, leaving me alone in the hall and stunned.

In the afternoon, the police came to the village again and called my father and the third master to the police station, saying that they were making a record.

However, my father did not come back until after eight o'clock in the evening.

My uncle and I couldn't help but be a little worried, and my uncle asked me to wait at home, and he went to the police station to have a look.

I locked the doors and windows and waited at home, but when it was past ten o'clock, my uncle didn't come back, and no one even responded to calls and texts.

I was a little restless and went back and forth, but it was so late and I couldn't find anyone to help.

"Hehe, aren't you worried?"

Just when I was panicking, a clear voice suddenly came from behind me.

I was startled, and when I turned around, I saw the dry corpse Si Yin standing in the shadow of the corner, surrounded by black qi and overflowing with cold.

"You...... Why are you here again?! ”

I hurriedly stepped back to distance myself, my back against the wall and staring at Si Yin vigilantly.

"I'm just kind to remind you, do you think your so-called police station can hold Liu Lao'er, who has long been corpsed?"

Si Yin hooked the corners of his mouth slightly, and smiled casually, but after listening to it, his hands and feet were cold.