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Chapter 162:Skull in the Painting

I said yes, digging the grave also has to dig up the truth.

In the village to rest until the evening, I and Mo Yan together, intend to go to the fat man's uncle's house to see, to see what clues, if not, we will go up the mountain to dig a grave.

Arriving at the fat man's uncle's house, looking at the time, it is now 10:30, the villagers in the countryside are sleeping very early, and the basic night after 10 o'clock began to drill the bed to sleep.

I wanted to sneak open the lock, and Cher glanced at me, "Little leaf, are you stupid, I'll go in and open the door for you."

I was embarrassed to grab my head and almost forgot that Cher existed.

Let Cher go in, open the door, and I went into the room with Mo Yan, looking at the room, my eyebrows wrinkled slightly.

The room was messy, and the clothes were littered, like a thief.

I looked for it carefully, turned the box upside down, and did not find anything at all.

"It's not going to be the fat uncle who's gone."I whispered.

"I don't know, we've looked up the mountain."The word whispered.

Just when Mo Yan and I wanted to leave, Cher waved at me and I, "Old Mo, Leaf, come quickly, there's a skull here."

I quickly turned and walked toward Cher, and saw Cher sitting on the ground with a human skull.

This human skull surprised me that this human skull was exactly the same as the human skull I had from the third floor of the ancient house.

The skull of people is different, some people have big heads, some people have small heads, but now this human skull is exactly the same as the skull of the third floor.

“Did you find anything?”The words said to me.

I didn’t say anything, and I took my skull straight out and compared it to the human skull on the ground.

Mo Yan squinted his eyes, took the skulls of two people over to look at it, looked at it for a while, and Mo Yan shook his head, "It's a very ordinary human skull, but why are there two identical?"

I also wondered in my heart, Mo Yan gave me the human skull, said, she can not see.

I took the human skull and looked at it carefully, and although the skulls of the two men were identical, there was no mark on the back of the head.

"Go back, and let's go to the mountain first."The word whispered.

I nodded my head and put the human skull away.

Just out of the fat uncle's house, Cher walked beside me and took my hand.

I didn’t feel anything, but I found Cher stuffed something in my hand.

"Don't talk to old mole."Cher made a hush-off and shook her head at the ink.

I was curious about what Cher had given me, and just wanted to open it, and when he tried to open it, he turned his head and looked at us, and let us hold on to the mountain.

I hastily collected the note, waited on the mountain, deliberately and Mo Yan opened a little distance, I hastened to open the note and look.

"The skull in the picture, everything is clear."

My eyebrows are wrinkled, painting with skull, painting, where is the painting?

The more I thought to my heart, the more I was surprised, the skull in the painting, was there not a painting in the bone?

Painted on the skull?Is everything clear?

I looked at Cher suspiciously and said, "Sher, you and your brother, who gave you this note."

"I saw it next to the human skull."Cher said with her mouth.

"Then why do you give me nothing but not ink?"I doubted.

“Old shit.”Cher touched her hair and said with the sound of milk.

“Bad words?What does that mean?”I caught Chemors in doubt.

"Old Mo knows that people's skulls are very different, and she just doesn't want to tell you."Cher’s little eyebrows wrinkled.

I looked at the back of the ink, really as Cher said, and the ink clearly knew what was different in the human skull, but the ink did not say it.

What to do in the end, is there really something different about this man's skull.

I took Cher’s hand and walked forward, looking for it, and we found the grave of Uncle Sam.

The grave of the fat uncle is also better to find, one is the new grave, and the other is the geographical location is very unique.

"Don't dig the grave, there's something in it."Cher pointed to the grave bag and said softly, as if deliberately not to let the words be heard.

“Is there anything?”I quickly asked Cher.

Cher shook her head and said, let me dig, let the old ink dig.

I rubbed Cher’s hair, and Cher, though quaint, never cheated on me.

So I chose Cher’s words and didn’t go digging the grave.

Mo Yan handed me the hoe, let me dig the grave, I pretended to be afraid, and let Mo Yan help me dig the grave.

At first I was very afraid of digging the grave, and the ink looked at me, rolled my eyes, and said a coward, and the rest did not say anything.

I sat on the ground, my eyes looking at the words, Cher said there was something in the grave, what was it.

Looking at the Mo Yan digging the grave, a hoe went down, dug for three minutes, did not know what to dig, suddenly clicked, crisp voice sounded.

As the sound came, I heard a grunt, and I heard it, and my eyebrows wrinkled, which was made by piercing the air, that is, when the darts were thrown too fast, it would make this sound.

The ink voice changed, and a lazy donkey rolled to the right, rolled to the side, and the sound of snapping sounded on a large tree behind the ink.

I turned my head and looked at the tree, and saw three sharp darts stabbed deep in the tree, and the place where it was stabbed became dark.

“The darts are poisonous.”I exclaimed, got up quickly, walked over to the ink, and asked if there was anything wrong with the words.

He shook his head, his face surprised, and was obviously startled.

I looked deeply at Cher, who knew that there were dark weapons in the grave, only reminded me, and did not remind me of the words.

I gently patted my chest, feeling that the back was wet, if not Cher, maybe I was stabbed by a darts, I did not have such a hand, I was stabbed in the face, and there was basically only one dead end in the stab.

"Sit down and rest, and don't dig."I said to the words.

He put down his hoe and sat there.

I looked at Cher and whispered, "You know there's a dark weapon, why just tell me, don't talk to Mo."

"Old ink, Cher doesn't want to talk to her, little leaf, don't worry, there's no old ink, Cher can also protect you."Cher patted her chest and said.

I don't know why Cher has an opinion on the ink, the most confusing point, why does Cher say bad words?

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