Chapter IV Russian Matryoshka Dolls

I had the fantasy that I was sitting on the hood of my car and smoking. The snow fell on my shoulders like goose feathers www.biquge.info I smoked a cigarette and looked into the distance with melancholy eyes, waiting for them to appear. But the truth is that I ignored the particularly awesome weather in the north. It's so cold. If I were to sit on the hood, I would have frozen my snot coming out.

The convoy stopped at a place not far in front of me. I saw snow chains on the tires. At first glance, it is an anti-skid measure for overnight travel.

I went over and patted the window of the lead car. The windows were lowered, and a black, scorched face peeked out of it. I was stunned for a moment, but immediately realized that this was a foreigner.

I pressed down and looked into the car, and found He Tao sitting in the cab.

He Tao saw my confusion and tilted his head at me. He said, "Go back first, it's too cold in the north, go back and say." ”

He Tao and I are both southerners. Although the southerners are resistant to dampness and cold, this kind of frost in the north has never been encountered before. It's no wonder that He Tao can't stand it.

Nodding, I got into the car and drove towards our makeshift base.

After arriving at the hostel, the fat man also cleaned the hall on the first floor. It's just that as soon as He Tao entered the door, he still smelled the smell of blood that I couldn't even smell. He Tao turned his face and asked me what was going on with his eyes. I shrugged my shoulders: "It's nothing, the fat man finished judging someone." ”

He Tao said "oh" and didn't continue to ask.

In addition to bringing the equipment this time, He Tao also came with a foreigner. It's the one I mistook him for He Tao before. When He Tao introduced this foreign friend to me, he said a lot of names, and I was confused. But then He Tao was afraid that I wouldn't remember, so he told me that this black man also had a Chinese name, called Meng Rixiong.

What a down-to-earth name...... Meng Rixiong, fierce sun bear...... Foreigners are awesome, so they really don't pick on it. I deliberately ignored his fierce name, and asked He Tao if he could just call him by just a few words of his real name.

"You can call me Jay." Meng Rixiong said. That broken Chinese almost choked me to death.

Good. My heart said. Then he reached out and shook his hand with Jay.

"Jay is my partner." He Tao said. "He came here to see how we got to the grave. By the way, take a picture and take it back to study it. ”

I frowned when I heard He Tao say this.

"What's there to look into here? This is China, do they still want to come and steal our things? "I use the Guiliu dialect of Guangxi in this sentence. The south has this advantage, the pronunciation of the dialect is almost the same, and Tao can still understand it.

"Don't worry." He Tao also spoke to me in the Yunnan dialect. "They were just curious about the process and the thrill of going down to the grave. As you know, foreigners especially like exciting things. This time he came along, just curious. Besides, when the time comes, he doesn't know anything about the things below, so he doesn't have to listen to you. ”

When you think about it, it feels right. He Tao said, "Then you have to make sure that he can fully obey my command when he is down." You also saw that last time, when you were under the Xima Pond. If you don't listen to the command, you will die faster. ”

Recalling the situation of being chased by the ghost man boy under the Xima pond, I still have palpitations.

He Tao made a guarantee, then turned his face and said it again to Jie in Mandarin. Jie obviously didn't study the ancient tomb, so he listened to He Tao translate it for him, and nodded again and again, saying that he would definitely listen to my command.

That's pretty much it. I went upstairs to find Ran, trying to get her down to discuss what to do next. But before I could go upstairs, the fat man said that Lan had gone out not long after I had gone out. I asked the fat man if he knew where Lan went, and the fat man shook his head, saying that he had never dared to ask where Sister Lan was. I nodded, and was just about to say that I would wait for her to come back, and that I would fix it today and set off tomorrow.

The fat man shook his head again: "Ah Cheng, Sister Lan said before leaving that we should discuss something." She didn't know when she would be back, so she didn't have to wait for her. ”

I looked at the fat man with a strange expression, and I always felt that the fat man had something to say. It was as if the fat man knew where Ran was going. But I still didn't ask, just nodded, and asked the fat man to find a few more stools to come over, and let He Tao and them all sit down.

"I tried a guy last night." I say.

He Tao glanced at Jie. Spotting that He Tao was looking at him, Jie responded to him with the standard American shrug: "Hey, it's your business, I'm just here to find some excitement." You can be as simple as you are, and you don't have to deal with me. With that, he took out a shoulder-mounted camera from his bag at his feet and began fiddling with it.

I looked at He Tao, and He Tao flattened his mouth, meaning that he didn't have to pay attention to him, let's continue.

"That person last night was disguised as my uncle, and then he was tied up by one, or a group of people who don't know who it was, and threw him at the door." I say. "There are a few questions that haven't been figured out yet. The first one is who helped that person to our door. I don't know if he's a person or one of the eight outer lines. For the time being, it's better if he's alone. So why is this person helping me? Judging from the fact that he tied up the person who was dressed as my uncle, he should be on my side. But he didn't know that the person he tied up at that time was not my uncle. ”

I said a lot, regardless of whether He Tao understood it or not. Anyway, I kept talking about it. And in the process of narration, my thinking was so reasonable, it seemed that there was something more. For example, why was that person made to look like an uncle? Could it be that the uncle knew in advance that his stronghold here would be served by someone else, so he found a substitute ghost in advance? It's also possible. And there is another question that I have to think about seriously.

Maybe my imagination is a little richer. But as long as there is a 1 in 1,000 chance of this problem, it must not be ignored.

That is, the eldest uncle I came into contact with from the beginning, and my second uncle. Are they my real uncles and uncles? This is not fanciful. The man from last night, whether he wanted it or not. He used the Stone Gu and turned into my uncle's appearance. But what if my previous uncle was also "made" like this? If that's the case, isn't it a huge hoax? From tricking me into returning to my hometown village, to entering the ancestral hall to look for my father, and finally began to expose me to the secret of this so-called Jiazi. And now it makes me doubt the truth of all this......

If all this is true...... This serial scam after another reminds me of one thing. This thing is called a matryoshka doll. (To be continued.) )