I know that the father of the Huo family must have hidden something from me, because an iron-clad man will not cry easily, and what memories he may evoke at that moment may be related to his children.

I don't know what happened to that person with the stammering and flat head, I left there directly, and I originally planned to go down the mountain and came to the wooden building of the Huo family's father again.

This time he left the door open for me again.

I pushed the door open, and I was greeted by the eerie photo. The four headless children seemed to look at me pitifully, and I couldn't help but feel a little frightened.

Further inside, only the hall remains. The doors of the other rooms were closed, and I didn't ask if the father of the Chu Huo family was inside, but I didn't hear any movement. I walked around the hall and found nothing out of the ordinary, and finally, I set my sights on the shrine.

The statue of the Bodhisattva on the altar made me doubt the most, because it was covered with dust all around, but it was the cleanest of all, and it looked like it was often touched.

I reached out and touched the statue and tried to remove it, only to find that it was firmly attached to it. I seemed to have guessed something, and I went down to the right.

Click!

The whole shrine moved, and then a puff of dust was raised, and the stone slab behind the shrine swirled, revealing the side hidden behind me.

I saw four bronze masks, hung on stone slabs!

In the center of every bronze mask, there is a bullet eye!

Why is the Huo family's father hiding these things? I tried to take off a bronze mask, and the cold texture made me shiver. I flipped it over, only to find a black and white avatar stuck to the back!

It was a cropped photograph of a boy smiling brightly.

I think I know something. The remaining three masks were taken down one after another, and it was found that they all had a black and white boy head on the back, of various sizes.

I was about to look again, when I suddenly felt a chill in the back of my head—something on the back of my head.

"What are you doing!" The angry voice of the Huo family's father came from behind.

I laughed: "Your four sons didn't die of illness, did they?" ”

"You... What nonsense are you talking about? ”

I continued: "Twenty years ago, the door of ghosts was opened, and the Yin soldiers possessed your four sons, and you shot them with your own hands in order to free them, right? ”

There was silence behind him, and the father of the Huo family put down the gun and collapsed on the ground: "That's right, I killed them." I am a sinner. ”

"The sinner is not you, but the Yin soldiers in the little black mountain. You redraw the seal year after year, but every year there will still be some mistakes, and you want to watch others repeat your son's mistakes? ”

"So what should I do?"

"Destroy that mausoleum!"

"Impossible!" The father of the Huo family shouted excitedly, "That's my ancestor!" How can you do such a rebellious thing! ”

"That's a scourge! It caused my grandfather to die, your son to die, and other innocent people, if you don't have the courage to do this, everyone will die! ”

"I ......" the father of the Huo family was speechless.

"Think for yourself. Tonight is Halloween. "I turned to leave.

"Me!" The father of the Huo family suddenly shouted, and then lowered his head, "I'll take you there." ”