Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Husband Is Not Guilty

"Ah Cheng, you didn't even know that you were dying. www.biquge.info The old man's tone changed, and he suddenly said such a sentence.

I was stunned, and what the hell did I think. Why did you die to the end? Is he going to rob it now? Damn, didn't I just give it to him for nothing?

The old man's expression suddenly changed. The expression of relying on the old and selling the old just now suddenly became amiable.

"Ah Cheng, you tell the truth. The pointer of this box is still fake. The old man asked me.

I suddenly couldn't figure out where I was going. The old man's face has changed too quickly, hasn't it?

He looked at me with a wary look and waved his hand. He said, "I'm not holding a shelf anymore." I'll tell you the truth, I just tried you. But I didn't expect you to actually take this thing with you. He glanced at the fat man. The fat man was also a little surprised when he saw the box, but he quickly calmed down. It seems that the fat man did not know what this box really symbolized. He was ordered to send the box to them for safekeeping.

The old man withdrew his gaze and glanced at the box on the table again. Finally, he sighed and waved his hand, telling those below to stand down.

The people in the house gradually retreated, and I was left with the old man, Lan, and the fat man. Originally, the fat man was going to be kicked out. But the fat man insisted that this matter also had something to do with him, so he insisted on staying despite the old man's glaring at him several times.

"There's no one else in the house now. Can you show me this box? The old man said.

I was a little uncomfortable with the tone of his voice. It was so horizontal a minute ago, why is it soft like this now?

I hesitated for a moment and looked at Ran and the fat man.

"Now that there are so many of you, I can't play tricks, right?" The old man laughed.

I thought about it, and my heart said too. So he let go of his hand on the top of the box and pushed it over to him.

The old man carefully picked up the box and looked at it in his hand. At the same time, the palm of the hand kept rubbing the surface of the box. It was as if he was touching his grandson's head, and I felt strange when I saw it.

"Old man." I saw that he hadn't spoken for so long, so I was about to ask him, "What do you mean by the imminent death?" ”

The old man carefully placed the box on the table, and then breathed a sigh of relief: "It seems to be true. This kind of carving and production process should not be wrong. ”

I saw that he seemed to be talking to himself, and he didn't intend to answer me. He frowned, intending to ask again. But before I could open my mouth, he spoke first.

"Ah Cheng, have you ever heard that the husband is not guilty, but he is guilty?"

I was stunned: "I heard it." Immediately realized what he meant: "You mean this box-"

The old man nodded: "This thing is not that simple. As he spoke, he looked at the fat man.

The fat man nodded: "What he knows is what he can know." ”

"This box is not your average box." The old man said.

I nodded, "Any box containing a dead man's heart is not easy, right?" ”

The old man looked at Lan.

"I told him." Lan said.

"Okay." The old man sighed and continued, "This heart is not the heart of ordinary people. It belongs to a family. ”

Belong to a family? I reflexively looked at Ran. Could it be Lan's family? Then why didn't she take it and let me bring it here?

Lan found out that I was looking at her, so she shook her head slightly: "It's not my family." ”

"This heart is the heart of the patriarch of that family." The old man said. But maybe I was afraid that I wouldn't understand, so I explained: "Every patriarch of that family will have their hearts taken out after death." Then use their family's special production process to make a box to hold. ”

I let out an "oh", as if I understood, "You mean, I have now got the heart of their family patriarch, so they will run and kill me in order to prevent this thing from falling into the hands of others?" ”

"The heart of each patriarch is something that is very important to that family. This is something that is absolutely not allowed to go out. I don't know how you got it, but you've got it now. The old man said.

"Then it would be nice to send the things back." I say.

"It's not that simple." Lan said suddenly. "The heart of every patriarch must not flow out. As long as it flows out, no matter what the reason, the person who comes into contact with it must die. ”

My eyes widened: "Damn, why?" ”

"I don't know." The old man shook his head: "But there have been times when a heart was accidentally leaked before. It seems to have been taken by a small family. Then, inexplicably, that family disappeared. ”

When the old man said that, I seemed to be a little impressed. A long time ago, it was probably when I was in high school. That's when I saw a news report. It is said that more than 200 people disappeared inexplicably.

"Is that really that exaggerated?" I asked.

The old man nodded.

"Then why are you keeping it for me?" I asked. "Didn't you set yourself on fire?"

The old man looked up at the sky outside the house: "You don't have to worry about this. After saying that, he said exactly the same thing as the fat man had told me before: "Our family is on your side." We will carry this matter for you. ”

I was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously asked, "Why?" ”

The old man waved his hand and motioned for me not to ask so much: "There are some things that you can't ask. It's better that you don't need to know the answer. After speaking, he looked at Lan: "You still haven't changed." ”

I was stunned by the old man's old words. The heart said that they seemed to know each other.

Lan looked at him lightly and did not speak.

"After all these years, do you still want to take it away?" The old man asked.

"It's what belongs to me." Lan said.

"Yours." The old man nodded thoughtfully, as if to understand the meaning of the sentence. After a while, the old man looked at her again: "Then if I give you something now, will you ask for it?" ”

"No, it won't." Lan refused very simply. "I'll come back and get it myself if I want."

"Okay." The old man nodded. Then he looked at me: "Ah Cheng, this box-"

"I said, I'll give you what you want." I said, "But according to what you just said, you might be killed if you take this box." Don't you think about it first? ”

"Don't think about it." The old man beckoned to the fat man. The fat man picked up the box knowingly and walked out.

"I said it too. I'm not going to take your box, I'm just keeping it for you. With the way you are now, you can't compete with that family. When you become the head of the thief, I will return this thing to you. ”

I was stunned, and my heart said how to return it to me. If you have the ability, you will always hold it, when I give it to you.

"Because one day, you're going to come into contact with that family. And at that point, the box will no longer be the thing that takes your life. On the contrary, it can keep you from dying. ”

(Have you noticed that the last two chapters have been a little longer...... (To be continued.) )