I followed the flashlight all the way to the bottom of the farmer's house, knocked on the door and went in, and found the door

And there is no lock. All the way up, all the doors are open, and the whole building seems to be empty. I came to the room, which was an empty room with nothing to do. A window was wide open, and a flashlight was placed on the edge of the window.

Through the window, I could directly see the balcony and kitchen on the third uncle's floor, and I saw a telescope set up next to the window.

I took a look and saw that the telescope was facing the kitchen of the third uncle's house.

There was a note pressed under the flashlight, and I unfolded it at once, and found that it was actually a letter, and the first sentence of the letter was particularly strange.

"Look around, where you are, it's a ghost"

I took the letter and looked around, and at first I didn't understand what that meant. However, after looking around, I understood that a strong chill was blowing in my face, and the cool breeze blowing in from the window seemed to lower the temperature in the space all at once

I looked through this window, the whole area, along with all the peasant houses. There were no lights, and it was pitch black.

Only the third uncle's house has lights.

I looked at my watch, and it was past nine o'clock, which could not have been the case under normal circumstances. I immediately bowed my head and continued to read the letter.

The letter reads: "Since 19 years ago, your grandfather has either bought or rented all the houses here. Each house is cleaned regularly by someone but does not use it in any way. Nineteen years later, almost all around the house where your third uncle lived was empty. There are no lights at night, just like a ghost land.

All this is because there is a huge secret buried under the ground in this area, and this secret is not ancient. Buried underneath this is a trump card, a relic of a huge game.

I held my breath. In this dark room, I found a corner and crouched down and used a flashlight to illuminate it. Read the letter slowly.

Much of the information in this letter needs to be linked to many of the previous messages, some of which have already been stated. It would be very cumbersome to say it again. I'm just stating a few of the most important parts. As soon as these parts came out, the whole thing was connected.

In this letter, one thing is very clear, that is, a team of people sent dozens of boxes of strange things to my grandfather, who put them in a coffin and buried them under the area where I am now. These dozens of boxes are very important.

These dozens of boxes of stuff. As soon as I thought about it, I knew that it was the thing that the archaeological team that dropped the bag brought out from the ancient building of Zhangjia. I remember Panma said that when the archaeological team left, they took a lot of boxes with them.

Found a place to hide? Could it be that Dogday's body is hidden here, in the area in front of my eyes?

This is really a trump card, this corpse is too important, and the appearance of this corpse will destroy all the dependencies of "it".

The content of the letter is not long, and I will append the full text. There are a lot of narratives in it that are a bit cluttered, but as long as you have some knowledge of the matter. After reading the letter, it is inevitable to fully understand and discover the enormous amount of information contained in the letter:

Wu Xie:

Look around, where you are, it's a ghostly place Nineteen years ago, your grandfather either bought or rented all the houses here. Each house is cleaned regularly by someone but does not use it in any way. Nineteen years later, almost all the four uses of the house where your third uncle lived were empty. There are no lights at night. It's like a ghost.

All of this is because of the underground in this area. There is a huge secret buried, and this secret is not ancient. Buried underneath this is a trump card, a repatriation after a huge game.

Once upon a time, there was an archaeological team of tomb robbers who were going to send a coffin containing a corpse into an ancient tomb, where the corpse would undergo an unbelievable transformation. This change is very important for the organization where the body is located

However, some of the thieves foresaw the terrible consequences of sending the body to the Guse, and several of them betrayed others in order to prevent this outcome. They killed their accomplices, pretended to be them, and hid the body.

This corpse is now in the ghost realm you see in front of you, and you must not try to find it. In this district, anyone who touches the core secrets will either become one of us, or they will be ruthlessly wiped out. This is true even if you are the grandson of the original participant in this program.

I think you should also be aware that in your experience, some people are even so

No matter how much I can't continue to lie, I will definitely continue to lie to you. Someone should have told you that some of the statements are made to protect a person, and that's the core reason.

Because this core secret is so important that we can't afford to take any risks.

However, I am writing this letter to you now because our time is up. Tomorrow will be gone,

You may be asking why, I would say, we finally got through it, until the last leader of that organization died, and that organization finally disappeared completely. Tomorrow, that organization will be a speck of history that will never be revealed, and no one knows that it once existed, and no one knows how big it once was.

You don't have to think about the meaning of the time is up, I can tell you very bluntly: this corpse, as long as this time has passed, it will have no effect on everything, this is the meaning of the time is up. All along, this corpse was a huge secret, and they were always afraid that we would expose this corpse and all the ridiculous plans behind it. Relying on this corpse, under no circumstances would they dare to hunt us with the maximum force,

However, we are not going to make it public at this time. Our Nariwa is gone, so although the evidence of Nariwaki can still destroy a lot of things, we don't want to set ourselves on fire.

Tomorrow is this point in time, tomorrow at 9:45, we will destroy the coffin and all the related things, and get out of here,

The whole fate came to an end once and for all.

Don't worry about the end of this fate. Make any sacrifices and guesses, the truth is here that you have to thank your predecessors for protecting you and everything that has been done afterward, those concealments, deceptions, designs. Let the whole thing finally end in your generation, because you are likely to succeed us. Continuation and destiny

Confrontational. However, now it is finally not needed.

I guess you should really want to know, who am I? I used the most decisive method to hide my identity a long time ago, and only your grandfather and your third uncle knew of my existence. It's been almost 20 years, and now I can finally leave, and I hope that I can forget all about it for the rest of my life.

The reason why I made an exception to let you live is also because of the unusual relationship between us. But. This is the only time I hesitated, and it won't happen a second time.

Your grandfather and my father were the first two people to give up on everything, but they took different routes—your grandfather always wanted to wait, hoping that time would wash everything away; My father, on the other hand, knew that as long as the possibility of that thing existed, all our destiny would not end.

So, my father started his own plan. We dropped the archaeological team and hid the coffin. But. When we fled, we encountered the biggest encirclement and suppression in Hangzhou, and we were cornered. We can only turn to your grandfather for help.

Your grandfather has helped us the most. In the years that followed, Wu San Province also helped us a lot. Although your Wu family did not participate in the beginning, without you, this plan would not have been able to persist in the most terrible years of that year. That's another reason why I've shown mercy this time.

Wu Xie, I have heard Wu Sansheng mention things about you many times. I was amazed when I saw you, you would fall so deep. Fortunately, you didn't find out about my existence until now, and fortunately, you simply believed your third uncle's various words.

When your third uncle first took you into the ancient tomb. He was already preparing for who would take his place when he couldn't afford it. He chose you.

You may not know all the techniques you have practiced since childhood. Including your handwriting, as well as the various stories that your third uncle told you, what secrets do they contain? All the calligraphy you use to practice calligraphy is from the pen of a person named Qi Yu

Trace. Since childhood, your third uncle has told you many, many stories, which hint at this person's name countless times. This is all for the sake of making everyone meet in all the plans, and you are Qi Yu. You don't know, since the expedition to the Seven Star Lu Palace, your appearance has made countless people who are secretly investigating this matter scratch their heads,

They have no idea who you are or who you really are. If they investigate your notes, they will find that you are most likely the Qi Yu who disappeared back then. You are a giant smoke bomb that has helped us drain countless energies of our enemies.

Later, you started to investigate, but luckily you only found some clues and didn't think deeply. But you're sure to have a headache, and you should have doubted your true identity more than once.

I know you still have a lot of questions, but I won't let people know what they shouldn't know.

You don't want to hurt yourself anymore, because everything is meaningless, and no one will expose this secret for your safety. Compared to this secret,

You're insignificant. This letter, in fact, has no meaning in itself, and nothing can be changed.

When it's all over, I'll find an appropriate time to tell you everything. Don't try to find that coffin, remove your ridiculous mask, go back to your own home, forget all about it, and wait for the moment when I send you the truth

I looked at my watch, and there were about twelve hours until 9:45 the next day, and it seemed that this man should be in the middle of this ghost right now.

After reading it, I leaned against the wall and pondered that the letter was written very briefly, but it was the only one that really told the story. After reading it, I realized that everything in the letter was true, and I always felt that the person who wrote the letter seemed to have a special relationship with me. The writing of this letter is very stable, and it is obvious that when he wrote this letter, his state of mind did not change at all, and this must be an extremely calm person, calm to the point that even if all fate ends tomorrow, he will not have any ups and downs.

Here, I can see the third uncle's building. If it is true as the letter says, at this time, if I were him, I must be restless and extremely worried. And he can spy on me in this place, and even write the letter calmly.

What should I do now?

If so, I should work hard until 9:45 tomorrow. I still have a lot of time to toss, to rummage through manholes, to dig cellars one by one.

But I really couldn't move, and the exhaustion of the past few years seemed to come up all at once.

He said he would give me an answer, so I'll just wait for this answer, I'm not doing anything now, at least there's a glimmer of hope. Even if there is no more prompting, I can wait until I have no interest in it at all.

I leaned against the corner, holding the letter, and waited, seemingly falling asleep twice in the middle of it. At five o'clock it was dawn, and I was so sleepy that I finally fell asleep completely, until the sound of the siren woke me up:

I got up and looked at my watch, it was past ten o'clock. I hurried out of the empty room, climbed to the top floor, and looked around, and saw that there were more than a dozen fire spots in this area, and thick black smoke was emitting.

Fire trucks tried to get in, but all the streets were blocked by illegal buildings. I sat down on the roof, lit a cigarette, and watched it all in silence. (To be continued)