I was also dumbfounded, thinking back to the kind of movement I just heard, the thing here should be quite big, how could there be nothing?

And at this time, Peanut suddenly came over. He didn't even glance into the coffin, and walked directly to the torn coffin board behind him.

The fat man knocked on the bottom of the coffin back and forth, as if he was looking for a mechanism or something. After looking for a while, he didn't find it, and he also walked to Peanut's side. My mind was full of doubts, and after a moment, I reached out and picked up the piece of paper covered with sawdust.

As soon as I got it in my hand and turned over the paper, I was suddenly stunned. This, this is actually an envelope!

I held the envelope and my hands started shaking. What's going on? Is this the "Envelope Fairy" or the "Envelope Monster"? Is that what happened just now?

I was wondering when I went there, and suddenly remembered that the door of this tomb was installed in modern times, and it was not completely impossible for an envelope to appear in the tomb. But if there's nothing here, why lock it with such a thick door? Is it necessary to make it so complicated?

No, I suddenly remembered the hand I had seen earlier. I don't think I was mistaken, and all the signs before me suggest that there must be something strange here.

I immediately felt like I had returned to reality from a kind of ethereal world, but after I landed, I always felt unsteady and even a little disappointed. However, when I looked at the envelope in my hand, I felt that there was indeed paper in it, and it was probably that the people who had come in had fallen into the coffin, so I took a closer look at it.

The envelope was already a little damp and smelled musty. And there was not a word on the front of the envelope, only a pattern in the postmark place, and I knew at a glance that it was drawn with a fountain pen. I was already a little anxious to open the envelope and see what it contained, so I was always too concerned about it, thinking that it might be some grave robber's specific mark, and then reached for the contents of the envelope.

When I took it out, I saw that inside the envelope were two folded pieces of letter paper and a photograph. It's always a little exciting to read other people's letters, and I can't wait for this letter to appear in a strange way. But I still looked at the photo first, and when I looked at it, I realized that it was a photo full of white light, the kind of photo you washed out with a negative that was not preserved and exposed. I only saw some golden things around the photo and nothing else.

"Damn, this letter shouldn't have been sent back to the photo studio by someone, saying that the photos weren't done well, and that they should refund Lao Tzu or something." I didn't know the bottom of my mind, so I opened the letter again.

The first thing I thought when I read the letter was that this man's handwriting was really beautiful. Although the ink has dissipated a little because of the dampness, I can still see that the person who wrote the letter is very literate, and before reading the content of the letter, it gives people a very neutral feeling.

"Holy shit! You saw it all when the coffin lid was lifted before? ”

I was just about to read the letter when the fat man suddenly shouted, which startled me. When I turned my head, the fat man and the peanut were squatting on the ground, as if they had found something on the coffin board. I thought it would be better to go and have a look first, so I stuffed the letter and photos back in the envelope and put them in my pocket.

"What did you find?" I crouched down.

The fat man pointed to the edge of the coffin board, "Do you see the six finger marks there?" ”

I looked closely, and sure enough, there were six clear fingerprints on the inner edge of the upper end of the coffin board. What is puzzling is that the six fingerprints are all recessed into the coffin, as if they have been pressed out. However, according to the texture of this coffin, how much effort does it take to press a fingerprint on it?

After listening to my thoughts, the fat man looked at the peanut and said, "That's not as good as this little brother's eyesight, when the knife was pulled in just now, this little brother saw what was here at a glance." ”

I looked at Peanut suspiciously, and said that the reason why he didn't want me to open the coffin was these fingerprints?

While thinking about it, the fat man said again: "You see the arrangement of these six fingerprints, which is exactly the order of the fingers of a person's right hand, but we all know that a hand can only have five fingers, and the person who can make this kind of fingerprint must be born with an extra finger on his right hand." When he had finished speaking, the fat man glared at me very strangely.

"But what does that mean?"

Hearing me say this, the fat man took his hand back, and then tilted his head and frowned at me: "Are you really pretending to be with me, or do you just look down on your fat man's IQ?" ”

I was baffled by the fat man, "What am I pretending?" ”

"Hey, you're still doing it" The fat man's brow suddenly wrinkled deeper, as if I really said something wrong.

At this time, Peanut suddenly said: "He doesn't know what to do." ”

After the fat man heard Peanut finish speaking, his face was surprised, "Huh? ”

I was even more confused by these two people, "What the hell are you talking about?" ”

The fat man patted me on the shoulder, "Who have you lived with since you were a child?" ”

I said you asked me what I was doing, and then I simply told me about my situation. The fat man was still puzzled, "Are you not familiar with your father?" ”

"Fuck you." I was on fire all at once.

"Don't get angry, I mean, haven't you noticed your father's right hand?" The fat man said.

"My father's right hand, my father's right hand is not," I suddenly knew in my heart what the fat man was talking about, "You mean this fingerprint was left by my father?" ”

The fat man sighed, "Yuan Liuye, Yuan Liuye, this name comes from the six fingers of his right hand, you don't know this, but you haven't seen your father's hand, right?" ”

After listening to the fat man, my body shrank back as if it had been shot.

Six fingers on the right hand? My dad? W-how is this possible? I can't remember what my dad's hand looked like, but I'm absolutely sure that his hand was absolutely normal. It's not a matter of memory, but if my father's right hand had six fingers, then this unusual thing must have been very impressive in my heart, and even if no one told me, then I must have known it, because it was so abnormal. According to the general father-son relationship, the time I spent with my father was indeed very short, but if my father had such an abnormal situation in his hands, I would have thought about it a long time ago, and I didn't need to say it from the fat man.

Yuan Liu, I thought that this was my father's ranking when he was worshipping the handle, but I didn't expect the fat man to say this situation.

After listening to me, the fat man stared at me for a long time before saying, "This is fucking weird, either you are not Yuan Liuye's son, or the father you usually see is not Yuan Liuye at all." ”

The fat man said that my heart was pounding. This man is a man in the industry, and he may have done more to my father than I did, and he came with my father all the way, and he is so sure now, which means that he has seen my father's hand. However, in my mind's eye, Daddy's right hand is fine. Thinking of the second possibility that the fat man said, I began to tremble.

I involuntarily turned my head to peanuts, "This"

"It's your choice." Before I could say anything, Peanut said, "I don't have the answer to the question you want to ask." ”

Peanut's expression was incomparably indifferent as he spoke. I remembered the way he had told me not to open the coffin, and I sensed that he was hinting at something to me. Could it be that the man with a straight waist I have seen all this time is really not my father? I looked at the peanuts, at the fingerprints on the coffin board, and suddenly it felt like it wasn't that simple.

"Okay, then tell me, is what the fat man said true?" I asked.

"Eh, you still don't believe your fat master, right, fuck, on the way here, the sixth master only chatted with me, and I saw his right hand hundreds of times." The fat man said.

Peanut looked at me, then nodded.

At this moment, I was completely stunned, and for a moment, it was as if the entire world was shrouded in a shadow. If it's like Peanut and Fat Man, then it's too complicated for me. In other words, everyone in my family is hiding it from me.

Is the person I met my father or second, the key is that the second uncle, the third uncle, sister-in-law and others didn't tell me anything? And this doesn't make a sense, because there is no need to hide it from me if there is an extra finger on my right hand, so what can I do if I know the truth? Is my father still afraid that I will laugh at him?

No, no! It's definitely not that simple, and I suddenly started to have headaches. I haven't seen my father's shadow on this trip, who knew that Lu Dao would find so many unbelievable things.

When the fat man saw that I was distressed there, he was a little unaccustomed to it, "**It's as lame as the male protagonist of Taiwan's local dramas, and there is a hairy use, I said let's continue to find a way and find a way to go up." Those questions in your stomach are not for you to worry about, but to encourage you to go to your daddy. A lot of! Isn't it all solved by asking your mom directly? When the time comes, if he refuses to say, Lao Tzu will help you with chili water in the back. ”