"This grave robber village seems to be a place where no ordinary person can stay, and there must be a huge secret hidden behind it, and it is up to us to find out how to find out this secret," the man in glasses pondered again.

"Mom, I think there's something wrong with them, they don't look like good people, they must have other uses for keeping us, Mom, we've been deceived," said the trumpet.

The patriarch deceives people, but there is one thing that proves that they are lying, and that is the so-called mysterious organization, and is this mysterious organization really as mysterious as they say? And this question is by no means a puzzle, so who is the real Messenger? Who is the real murderer? Chen Xie thought about it from time to time.

"Look! The ghost fire moved again, "It was the fat man who spoke, and the fat man was busy pointing to the green light in front of him, the green light was dim, slowly rising in the air, and the ring was constantly gathering in the air, seeing that it was more like two green fires gathering, and after that, it was slowly attacking

"Not good! Come inside! The masked man shouted.

It's good to go in time, otherwise the green fire will inevitably be killed

The green fire was still swirling outside the house, as if it had been planned for a long time,

"That fire just now is so evil!" The fat man wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and his mouth was still spitting out.

"Today is a special day, so it's best not to go out at night," Chen Xie explained.

"Without further ado, it's not too early for the day, so let's rest, and as for the ghost fire, it's all right," the masked man said for a moment, and he straightened out the bedding and lay down on the bed. Maybe there are too many things to experience today, and the fat man didn't say a word, but fell asleep, and after a few minutes, he started to cry.

Chen Xie lay on the bed, unable to sleep for a long time, and for some reason, he always felt that there might be something going on in this tomb robbery village, and what was the "Sea of Mysterious Forests" mentioned on the silk skin? If it is really two ancient tombs as they say, it is really bizarre, and this trip to the sand must be visited. As for whether the mysterious organization that the patriarch said is true or not, it seems that the only way to explore and explore it is to explore it. Maybe Chen Xie was thinking too much, so he felt a little sleepy, he slowly closed his eyes, and his soul entered another time and space gate

The sun shone fiercely, and beside the hut there were three figures, each chopping wood, and the old iron axe did not lose its original sharpness, and a whole log was chopped to pieces with this axe.

And a young man in one of their places shouted,

"Rest, don't get tired."

"Haha—I've been resting for more than half a month, and I'm very strong," the man hurriedly boasted.

"Bah--you're still strong, you're always the first to be scared, but it's all trouble, come on," said the fat man who was working on the side.

"Dead fatty, you dare to laugh at me, aren't you, money-grubber," the trumpet retorted.

"Can you two stop arguing, it's really a pair of bitter enemies," Chen Xie looked helpless when he saw the two of them arguing.

At this time, there was a sudden message from the east end of the village,

"Oh no! Oh no! Dead! Dead! I saw a young man running all the way, shouting in his mouth.

Is something wrong, what's wrong? This was the first reaction in everyone's mind.

"Erwazi, what's wrong, why is someone dead," the question was asked by a middle-aged uncle, who grabbed the young man's sleeve with one hand.

The guy was tired all the way, he gasped for breath, and he really didn't speak for a while.

Chen Xie, Haozi and Fat Man put down their work and rushed over.

When the young man was stable, he said,

"It's that someone died in the east of the village."

"Why, how many people died," the middle-aged uncle asked again.

The young man wisped his thoughts and said,

"Ten dead."

There are so many deaths, to say that one or two are normal, but ten is really a bit too much. Everyone was amazed, maybe more frightened, could it be that the so-called mysterious person did it? This was the thought in Chen Xie's heart.

"How did they die?" The middle-aged uncle hurriedly asked.

The guy shook his head, apparently he didn't know how they died.

The middle-aged uncle pondered for a while, then said,

"Let's go, let's see, see what's going on."

It's really strange, it looks like there's another riot in the mix.

Without saying a word, Chen Xie and Haozi all rushed to the east of the village, and at this time, the east of the village was full of people, surrounded by blockages, and there were ten corpses lying in the center of the crowd, all of them were covered with white masks, and the faces of the corpses must not be visible.

"Patriarch, what's going on with them?" It was the middle-aged uncle who was questioned.

I really didn't notice it, but the man with glasses and the masked man had already arrived at the scene, and at this time they were interrogating the corpse.

The patriarch's deep eyes were confused,

"It's not clear, look at them without any injuries, they died horribly."

"Ahh

Chen Xie said hello to the patriarch and walked over, came to the corpse, touched the corpse with one hand, his body was extremely cold, and then tore off the white cloth covering the corpse with the other.

"Ahh

The pale face, without a trace of blood, had two pupils bulging and opened, looking extremely terrifying. Chen Xie carefully examined the corpse, but there was no wound, since there was no wound, could it be a deliberate murder, or someone strangled to death, this series of thoughts flashed in Chen Xie's mind.

"Mom, why die, die so bizarrely," shouted the trumpeter on the side.

And at this time the patriarch also came,

"In my opinion, it may have been a deliberate murder and someone killed him."

"Ah—no," the trumpet was puzzled, not quite believing the patriarch's speculation.

"Whether it's murder or not, just see if there are any marks on his neck," the fat man said suddenly.

The fat man made a lot of sense, look, what's going on? How is there no pinch mark on the neck, intact. At this time, they were stunned by Chen Xie, Trumpet, and the patriarch.

It seems that this corpse has a great origin, and the cause of death is a secret.

"Patriarch, there are no pinching marks, it doesn't look like murder, what the hell is it, this death is really bizarre," said the trumpeter on the side, and a bigger question haunted him.

If this was not a deliberate murder, then where was the cause of their death? And will their deaths be linked to a mysterious organization? And all these questions haunted them, as for whether the real messenger existed, and whether the two ancient tombs were also related? Chen Xie was puzzled at this time, but he had no way of knowing the answer.