The laughter gave me the creeps and the hairs stood on end.

I didn't know if this laughter was my auditory hallucination, or if everyone heard it, so I reached out and patted Sister Hong's plump buttocks in front of me, and asked in a low voice, "Sister Hong, did you hear me?" Someone is laughing! ”

Sister Hong immediately turned around in the thief hole, looked at me with a frightened face and said, "I heard it, it seems to be an old man laughing!" ”

Uncle Mei in front of Sister Hong listened more truthfully and said to us: "Why do I sound like Mr. Liao's laughter?" ”

"Good and decent, what is Mr. Liao laughing at?" I was surprised.

Soon there were other people's questions in front of the cave, and they were also startled by Mr. Liao's laughter:

"Mr. Liao, what are you laughing at?"

"yes, what are you laughing at coldly, it scares me!"

"Mr. Liao, this black light is blinding, don't scare people!"

“……”

But I don't know why, Mr. Liao ignored them, he didn't laugh anymore, but drove the corpse of the ancient Shu king and continued to walk.

After all, Mr. Liao is a distinguished guest invited by the shopkeeper Wang, and he is a big man with status in the rivers and lakes, and the rats did not ask any more questions because of his face.

But I thought it was all weird, I always felt that something was wrong, but I couldn't say it.

Climbed forward for a while, and a voice came from the front again, as if it was the leader Xiao Liu and Bian Tou, and the two of them found a tomb.

I heard Flathead shouting in his hoarse voice, "Serve the pot!" There's a burial chamber here! There's a burial chamber! ”

Because this robbery hole is too narrow, people can only crawl in it, and after a long time, everyone is a little unbearable, and finally found a tomb, just enough to go in to rest and rest.

The shopkeeper immediately ordered: "Go in and have a look!" ”

Xiao Liu and Biantou in front took the lead in getting in.

There didn't seem to be any danger in this tomb, and Xiao Liu quickly beckoned the others: "Come in, it's very spacious inside." ”

Uncle Mei and Sister Hong and I also went in, but when I came to this tomb, I was dumbfounded.

I saw that the inside of this tomb was very shabby, there were no coffins or bronzes, compared to the tombs full of funerary goods and handicrafts that I had encountered before, it was simply poor here.

I scanned the entire chamber and saw only two strange pieces of "furniture"—a bed on the left and right hand sides of the door to the tomb.

Looking closer, I couldn't believe my eyes!

I saw that those two beds were not historical relics, but simple folding beds that can be seen everywhere on the market today!

Many friends who go out to work often carry such a folding bed, as long as they want to sleep anytime, anywhere, they can sleep with the bed stretched out and the futon on it, which is very convenient.

I walked over and took a closer look, only to see that there were some empty mineral water bottles, biscuit packaging, ham sausage packaging and other household garbage thrown under the bed, it looked like this was not a tomb at all, but like a dormitory on a construction site.

At this time, the shopkeeper Wang also saw these two beds, and he asserted: "It seems that this is the nest of the fairy girl in white, I didn't expect this girl to be so fierce, and she usually sleeps in the ancient tomb." ”

After hearing this, Sister Hong said with a pale face: "Good guy, sleeping in the ancient tomb?" Why did she bother? Don't you be afraid of being asked for your life by ghosts at night! ”

Flat Tou also wondered: "Could it be that she can't afford to rent a house outside?" Don't have a place to live? That's why you can only live underground like a mouse? ”

Shopkeeper Wang slapped his head and scolded: "Fool, use your dog brain!" Why did she live in the tomb? It must be for the sake of stealing the hole! It seems that the number of soil masters under her hands is limited, unlike our many people, who have great strength, and can only dig holes and scatter soil little by little, so they temporarily dug a dormitory for themselves and lived next to the thief hole, so that they can start construction at any time. ”

Flat head suddenly realized, nodded and said: "The pot is smart!" The cleverness of the pot! I see. ”

Sister Hong looked at the two beds in the tomb and said, "So it seems that the white-clothed fairy girl should have an accomplice?" There were two beds here, and she certainly didn't come alone. ”

Flathead said with a smile: "Maybe that bed belongs to her man, the fairy girl in white robbed the tomb with her man, and she is a tomb robber husband and wife." ”

That's what I thought at first, but when I looked at the two beds, I suddenly saw something that struck me like lightning!

That's a sweatshirt! Pink sweatshirt!

The day Sister Xiaomei took me home, she wore this sweatshirt!

This sweatshirt is usually supposed to be used as a quilt and covered when sleeping on the bed, but for some reason, it ended up on the bed.

As soon as I saw this sweatshirt, my body began to tremble involuntarily!

Could it be that the fairy girl in white who lives here is not her man, but Sister Xiaomei?

But why did Sister Xiaomei follow her to rob the tomb? Was Sister Xiaomei kidnapped by her?

If Aunt Mei was really killed by the fairy girl in white, then Sister Mei must have been held hostage by her, could it be that this is the dungeon where the fairy girl in white held Sister Xiao Mei?

For a while, my mind was chaotic, it was like a mess, and I was stunned for a long time before I thought of going back to see Uncle Mei.

Uncle Mei obviously recognized the sweatshirt as well, and I saw him staring at the dress on the bed, his fists clenched tightly, and his eyes filled with tears.

It must have taken a lot of effort on his part to keep himself from reacting out of his way in front of this group of tomb robbers.

I slowly walked up to Uncle Mei and whispered, "Uncle, it's Sister Xiaomei's coat, that's Sister Mei's coat." ”

Uncle Mei nodded at me and moved his lips to speak, but he didn't say a word.

I stabilized my mood, pretended to be nonchalant, walked to the bed, picked up the sweatshirt, and quietly dug into my pocket.

Because this sweatshirt is mass-produced, although Sister Xiaomei wore this one on the day she went home, there is also a certain possibility that someone wore the same clothes as Sister Xiaomei.

But I soon found the crucial evidence, because in the pocket of this dress, there were two more tickets - one for the train and one for the long-distance bus.

That's the transportation that Sister Xiaomei and I took home!

This is Sister Xiaomei's coat!

I hid the ticket in the palm of my hand, threw my clothes back on the bed, and turned to walk towards Uncle Mei.

I quietly handed him the ticket, lowered my voice and trembled, and said, "Uncle, that's Sister Xiaomei's coat!" We found Sister Xiaomei! We're about to find Sister Xiaomei! ”

Uncle Mei took the ticket in my hand, looked down, couldn't hold back the tears anymore, and fell on the ticket with a click.

I heard him say in a very small voice, "An An, Dad will definitely take you home!" Daddy will definitely take you home! ”