I immediately rushed over, picked up a brick, and smashed it at the stone cocoon!

But the sharp blade and the thunderbolt could not damage the cocoon of this stone in the slightest, how could a brick smash it?

I threw away the brick in my hand, lay down on the stone cocoon, and shouted the name of Uncle Nine.

And the moment my palm touched the stone cocoon, I instantly understood what it was like to be "like falling into an ice cellar".

It's really cold from head to toe, and my whole body is shivering.

Now, I don't know what to do, and after repeatedly destroying the stone cocoon to no avail, I even hope that the stone cocoon will suck me in, but it doesn't respond.

I had no choice but to turn around and run to find the little spear and them.

At the gate of the village office, I told the little spear and them what had happened, and beckoned the nearby villagers to bring a large amount of explosives and go with me.

Our group hurriedly walked to the ruins of the villa, but I was instantly dumbfounded.

Where did that stone cocoon go?

From the time I left until I came back, it didn't take more than twenty minutes.

The stone cocoon was so big, who could remove it so quickly and disappear?

It was like a nightmare, and I was standing under the sun and felt like I was going to fall at any moment.

It was only a few seconds before Uncle Nine suddenly disappeared from under my nose and was sucked into the stone cocoon!

Now, that huge stone cocoon has disappeared without a trace again!

This kind of fear, which is beyond the scope of my knowledge, is what really drives me crazy.

We searched everywhere for the traces of Uncle Nine and the stone cocoon, but we couldn't find even the slightest clue, it was as if the world had evaporated.

The little spear brothers and sisters are even more panicked than me.

But they couldn't believe it, Uncle Nine was gone.

This is more sudden and overwhelming than the death of an old child, and it is even stranger and confusing.

I sat down on the ground, and if I really couldn't find the stone cocoon, didn't that mean it......

Uncle Nine.

He just died?

The little spear brothers and sisters must not be able to accept this result, they prefer to believe that I was hallucinating just now, or I was dazzled, how could a living person suddenly enter a stone without any gaps?

And Uncle Jiu's skills are not bad, and he is extremely cautious, how could he suddenly fold like this?

I turned a deaf ear to the eager questioning of the little sharpshooter siblings.

Right now, my mind is full of stuff that looks like it's going to explode.

Fate, prophecy, clues, circles, questions, answers.

I seem to have figured out part of it.

And after the little sharpshooter brother and sister reprimanded me, they also followed me and sat down together on the bricks and tiles of the ruins.

Xiao Xiyue began to cry, like the kind of crying that a little girl and her parents lost when they left, helpless and frightened.

The little spear only shed a few tears, and quickly reached out to wipe them away.

For the first time, I saw a look of confusion and fear on the face of the little spear.

At least at this moment, I feel that his invincible gun is not only hesitant......

It's even more broken.

I also kept slapping myself, regretting why I had nothing to do just now? Why didn't you stay next to Uncle Nine?

What if Uncle Nine really can't come back? What to do?

When I was a child, I watched and TV series, and every positive character in it would not die, even if he died, he died heroically and touched people's hearts.

But in reality, dead is dead, and there is no such glorious bullshit drama.

When a person dies suddenly, he dies.

As soon as I closed my eyes and kicked my legs, there was nothing.

But I still pray that Uncle Nine will be able to come back tonight.

But after that, we waited at home until the sun set, and Uncle Nine still didn't come back.

The atmosphere was so oppressive that it almost tore the three of us apart, and no one spoke, just sitting there with their heads hanging down.

I was about to collapse, so I took the paper money and the incense, walked out of the door, and went to the old cemetery in the west of the village alone.

I went to the grave of Chen Da Radish, lit incense to him, and burned paper money.

Then, I began to kowtow to the grave of Chen Da Radish.

According to folk sayings, when people want to communicate with ghosts and gods, they must first worship ghosts and gods and plant "cause and effect".

Before, I also went to the ancestral hall many times to incense Grandpa Liang, so that I could be dreamed of by Grandpa Liang.

While kowtowing to Chen Da Radish, I begged him to give me a dream tonight, tell me everything I questioned, and point out everything I was confused about.

What the hell should I do?

After that, I went home, but Uncle Nine still didn't come back.

When it came to the first shift, even if I couldn't sleep, I still forced myself to fall asleep, hoping to dream of Chen Da Radish.

But I didn't dream of Chen Da radish, but I dreamed of Uncle Jiu.

Uncle Nine sat on the stone cocoon and gestured to me repeatedly.

One moment it's four, and the next moment it's three.

I couldn't understand what he meant, and he reached out again to wipe his neck, then waved his hand.

Now I understood what he was trying to say, he meant that he was dead, let's leave him alone.

In the end, Uncle Nine's eyes widened, and his dark face wrinkled, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying.

Then Uncle Nine opened his mouth and made a lip comparison with me.

It's "escape"!

Then, I woke up in an instant and broke out in a cold sweat.

I got up and heard a whimpering cry coming from next door.

I trembled my calves and walked over to see the little sharpshooter brother and sister, both wiping their tears.

I didn't have to ask, I knew that the two of them definitely had the same dream as me just now.

At this time, I also instantly understood what Jiu Shubi's gesture meant.

One moment it's four, and the next moment it's three.

The old shaman prophesied before, three of the people in their troupe will die, and only one will survive.

Now, it's up to the little sharpshooter brother and sister to choose one of the two.

I held on to the door frame and felt a tightness in my chest.

From the beginning, it was a mistake.

On the last bag my sister gave me, it was obviously for me to escape, and I can't cope with the true face of the fairy!

At this moment, I felt as if all the strength of my body had been drained.

I'm not afraid of death, I'm only afraid of this feeling of powerlessness, and the people around me embrace death one by one, but I can't do anything.

"Uncle Nine, let us escape......" I said weakly to the little spear brothers and sisters.

The little sharpshooter wiped away his tears.

"Don't run away." Said the little sharpshooter.

The broken gun is still firm.

"You take my sister away, I'll stay, go find the demon fairy, either it dies or I die." The little spear said lightly.

Xiao Xiyue cried even louder.

"Let's ...... If you stay, stay together, go together, I won't let you stay here alone, I've never been afraid of death, I just think...... The gap in strength seems to be too big, and the demon fairy has made us look like this, and we don't even know its true face......" I said with a dead face.

At this time, Xiao Xiyue suddenly stood up and grabbed my shoulders with both hands.

"Then think about it quickly! In retrospect! Chen San's father...... Doesn't that mean you know everything? "Xiao Xiyue cried and begged me.

I shook my head, recall? How hard do you want to remember?

What you really forget, even if you smash your head open and stir your brain with a spoon, you may not be able to remember it.

Xiao Xiyue's emotions became more and more excited, shaking me vigorously, making me take several steps back.

My body slammed into the cabinet, and the cabinet made a muffled noise.

This muffled sound instantly made my eyes widen.

I...... Come to think of it.

Where have I seen this cabinet......

Who is the person who took the photo with me on the burned photo......

Also, why should the contents of the cabinet never be opened......

I stretched out my fingers and squeezed my temples hard.

The pain kept me awake to the extreme.

Fate, language, clues, circles, questions, answers.

I seem to have figured it all out.

"Original...... Everything started because of me, so how do I end it? I muttered.

With heavy steps, I returned to my room, pulled open the drawer of the table, and in the deepest part of the drawer, found a black tin jar.

I have treasured this tin jar for many years, and I am not willing to throw it away.

I opened the tin jar and looked at the contents.

I muttered.

"How could I forget you?"

"You owe me your life!" ()

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