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Chapter 120:White Tiger Kills

Wang Xin's words made me like thunder, old Liu for what, this is the mystery of my heart, I took a deep breath and retreated.

“Do you know what old Liu is doing?”I whispered.

Wang Xin shook his head, "Before, I didn't know, now I know what old Liu is for."

I was shocked, Wang Xin's words, let my heart very curious, silent: "for what."

Wang Xin asked me not to ask, wait until I see it.

I have some helplessness in my heart, Wang Xin is selling again, but according to the calculation of things, old Liu must be in order to continue his life.

But old Liu did not die, why he continued his life, I am not very clear in my heart.

Old Liu took a strange oil lamp and parked it on the grave of old Li, and there was a black pocket on the back of old Liu.

Squatting down, old Liu opened the black pocket, and under the irradiation of the moonlight, I could see clearly that the black pocket contained three large black dogs.

I can’t believe that the dogs in the coffin were all put in by old Liu.

Old Liu looked around, began to take off his clothes, one by one began to take off, took off three cotton clothes, old Liu only stopped.

After the three pieces of clothing were taken off, I looked at old Liu, and I felt that old Liu's body was somewhat bloated.

Old Liu dug the grave, then put the black dog into the coffin, finished all this, old Liu filled the tomb.

It took more than an hour for the old Liu to leave.

I watched Lao Liu leave with my own eyes, and I wanted to follow him and see what kind of plane old Liu was making.

Wang Xin shook his head at me, asking me not to go, "Don't start with the grass, since he put the tiger's mouth here, and put the dog here, for a long time, we naturally know what he is doing."

I did not speak, my eyes have been staring at the back of the old Liu, before I climbed up.

"What next?"I whispered.

"Go back to sleep."Wang Xin Dao.

I stood still, went back to sleep, and now if I went after Lao Liu, I would certainly be able to inquire about some news, and Wang Xin even told us to go back to sleep.

I was only able to follow Wang Xin back home, Wang Xin returned on the way, did not follow me a word, the whole face is boring.

This made me have some doubts in my mind, and I also knew that Wang Xin must know something I did not know, and I also understood that Wang Xin could not follow me to say it.

All this still has to rely on ink, the only person who believes, and only ink.

After dinner, I lay down on the bed to sleep, and the next day, Mo Yan called me and said that she had arrived.

This will make me happy, and I havetened to get up and get back the ink.

It took more than an hour, I found Mo Yan, Mo Yan sitting in the county bus station playing mobile phone, I shouted at Mo Yan.

He glanced at me and stood up and walked over to me.

“How is it?”The tidly asked.

"It's a little bit of an evil door, and I'll tell you as I walk."I whispered.

Mo said nod, come to this trip, Mo said without much, brought a few clothes disappeared.

Sitting in the car back to the village, I told everything to Mo again.

Mo Yan listened, his eyebrows crumpled, “Do you see the dead old Liu?”

I said a little bit, and told all the words and Wang Xin to follow me, and even some details have not been let go.

I have absolute trust in the ink speech, and the more I listen to the ink, the more I am thinking, I have not disturbed the ink.

After a while, Mo Yan raised his head to me and said, "You have been deceived by Wang Xin."

I looked at the words of Mo Yan in amazement, "Where did Wang Xin lie to me?"

"What Wang Xin said to you, she only said half-true and half false, yes, the tongue spell can be continued, but can only kill the dog can not kill."The voice whispered.

I thought about what Wang Xin said to me, Wang Xin followed me by what he said, breaking the tongue and killing can kill dogs.

"We'll go back to how to deal with Wang Xin, Wang Xin is the fake big fat man."I said.

Mo Yan shook his head at me, asked me not to beat the grass and scare the snake, and everything could be done, and said that it was not time to expose Wang Xin's face, Wang Xin still had some help for us.

I followed all the instructions of the words, and returned to the road where the tiger mouth was covered, and I told Mo Yan about the dog's tongue.

"The tiger mouth, she can clearly break, why Wang Xin did not break, but increased the tiger mouth of the fierce."The frowned, clasped, clasped.

“Can the tiger kill?”I said.

Mo Yan looked deeply at the tiger mouth and looked at it, "Before, it was just a breath, but now there is a white tiger, and a white tiger with a frailty can kill."

I muttered softly, and the white tiger I couldn't understand it.

I thought for a moment, what Mo said to me, I immediately understood something, "You mean, Wang Xin wants to kill."

Mo said, "As for the white tiger she put here, I don't know if I want to kill, but as long as we dig out the pit of the dog's tongue on the ground, we know everything."

I said it well, the pit of the dog's tongue is what I dug, so I know it in my heart.

I squatted down, and I casually found a stick to start digging.

A few minutes later, I dug it all out, looked down at the ground, my eyes narrowed slightly.

Mo squatted down and took out the two things underground, and her face changed slightly.

Two things, one is a white tiger made of cloth, the same is a small scarecrow made of straw, and the two things buried on the ground have a lot of soil.

I patted the earth, and I found that the mouth of the white tiger was bitten on the neck of the Scarecrow.

But looking at this Scarecrow, my eyes narrowed slightly, and the more I looked at the Scarecrow, the more familiar I felt, but when I looked over the back of the Scarecrow, I played a thriller in my heart.

“Yellow, 1988, 11.13.”

I shook my hand, and immediately shook the little scarecrow out, and looked at the words, and I immediately understood, "The person Wang Xin wants to kill is me."

Mo said with a nod, "The Scarecrow is made of your appearance, and the birth eight characters are yours, and she really wants to kill you."

I said a word to why, why, why did the king kill me?

Mo Yan shook his head, said do not know, crouched down, took out the white tiger, ink said coldly, took out a white cloth out.

I don't understand what Mo Yan wants to do, and my eyes are fixed on the ink talk.

"White tiger, we can become a white cat, she wants to kill you, I just can't let him do it."The word whispers.

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