Mushroom House: The Zhonglie family was exposed by their daughter!

Just when the audience is worried.

Zifeng wiped the tears from his cheeks.

Then he hurriedly said to Yang Nan: "Nannan..."

"Can we go to the next room?"

Hear Zifeng's words.

Yang Nan paused, then nodded to her.

Actually, in her heart.

I also want to know how many of my predecessors came back alive at that time.

See Yang Nan's response.

Teacher Huang folded the letter written by Yang Xiu again and put it back in the box.

Wait until the box closes.

Teacher Huang did not forget to remind Yang Nan to say.

"Nan, you remember to take the key to the Nine Dragons Lock..."

Hear Mr. Huang's words.

Only then did Yang Nan and the others remember that there was a key to the Nine Dragons Lock on the table.

Time.

The people who reacted couldn't help but sigh.

Originally, Mr. Huang and them.

is going to help Yang Nan find the key and open Yang Xiu's room.

But before I knew it...

The focus seems to have changed.

After Yang Nan finished taking the Nine Dragons lock key on the table.

A few people walked outside the door of the house.

Look at the boxes in the room.

Yang Nan stopped preparing to close the door.

Look at the boxes in the room.

Everyone's eyes couldn't help but become complicated.

In their eyes at this time.

This is one box after another.

They are all martyrs of the Yang family.

He is also a hero in China.

After a long time of watching.

Yang Nan held her breath and slowly closed the door.

I saw the door closed.

Teacher Huang sighed deeply.

Then he said to a few people around him, "Let's go..."

Hear Mr. Huang's words.

Several people walked with heavy steps towards the last room.

As the distance gets closer.

The expressions of Teacher Huang and the others couldn't help but become complicated.

Because it's the same as the audience in the live broadcast room.

At this time, 260 also had worries in their hearts.

Or maybe it's because I'm afraid that I won't be able to accept the things in the room.

But nevertheless.

But a few people knew.

This room, they have to go in.

However.

Just when Mr. Huang and the others were standing in front of the door.

The mobile phone in Sun Yuxi's pocket rang suddenly.

I saw that it was a strange call.

Sun Yuxi hung up the phone after being puzzled for a moment.

But I didn't wait to put my phone in my pocket.

The other party called again.

looked at Sun Yuxi's actions.

Teacher Huang couldn't help but say to her, "If there is something..."

"You just go ahead and get busy..."

"Zifeng and I will be optimistic..."

Hear Mr. Huang's words.

Sun Yuxi wiped his eyes, and then nodded to Teacher Huang.

He turned his head and walked directly towards the outside of the courtyard.

Apparently.

She was afraid that the sound of her call would affect Mr. Huang and others.

saw Sun Yuxi leave.

Teacher Huang took a deep breath.

Then he said to Yang Nan: "Nannan, let's go in." "

As Mr. Huang's words fell.

The audience in the live broadcast room suddenly came to their senses.

All of them looked at the door on the screen with serious faces.

Yang Nan nodded at Teacher Huang.

He walked to the front and back of the door and slowly stretched out his hands.

The crowd only heard a "squeak".

The scene in the room appeared in everyone's eyes.

When I see the scene inside the house.

Everyone's eyes widened and they swallowed unconsciously.

Sun Yuxi walked towards the outside of the courtyard.

While wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes with his hands.

Let's be honest.

(cfff) if not seen with your own eyes.

She definitely wouldn't have Yang Xiu's family to have such a tragic history.

To say not to be sad is to be false.

It's just that Sun Yuxi has been trying his best to restrain himself.

Just don't let yourself cry.

Because she was afraid that once she cried herself.

Yang Nan will also follow and can't help it.

After all, she could tell.

Yang Nan just now is about to reach the limit.

After walking out of the courtyard gate.

Sun Yuxi took a deep breath to ease his mood.

Then a strange phone call was answered.

"Hey, I'm Sun Yuxi. "

"Who are you looking for?"

At this time, Sun Yuxi seems to have become the cold female president who is high up again.

However, in the face of Sun Yuxi's cold tone.

On the other end of the phone, no one spoke.

Zifeng stood at the door and watched the scene in the house.

He said after swallowing his saliva.

"Mr. Huang... These... What are they..."

“......"

I saw it in this room.

There are dozens of frame-like things hanging on the wall.

But what's in the frame isn't a photo.

Instead, it has a yellowed piece of paper.

All the photos are lined up in a neat frame.

But between some of the photo frames, there is obviously a piece empty.

And at the edge of the wall.

There is a table with a glass cover.

From the outside, everyone could see through the glass on the table that there were some items inside.

Hear Zifeng's words. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Teacher Huang frowned slightly, looked at the photo frame on the wall and said.

"These... It won't all be handwritten letters left by the ancestors of the Yang family..."

Listen to Mr. Huang's speculation.

Zifeng and the others couldn't help but be shocked.

But then then. []

Everyone couldn't help but wonder.

Dozens of handwritten letters...

Combined, there were more than they had ever found before.

But so many handwritten letters, why are they all here?!

Just when everyone was confused.

Zifeng asked Teacher Huang, "Then these handwritten letters..."

"Could it be that those people of the Yang family who went to the front line wrote it later?!"

Hear Zifeng's words.

Teacher Huang nodded and said softly, "There is a possibility..."

At this time.

Zhongshan said in his mobile phone: "Teacher Huang..."

"Why don't you go in and have a look..."

Hear Nakayama's words.

A trace of embarrassment flashed across the faces of Teacher Huang and Zifeng.

Indeed, as Nakayama said.

As soon as they go in and look at it, they know for sure what these things are.

But the difficulty is difficult.

Now they are not ready to accept the results.

If it's really the same as what Yang Xiu said.

Forty-seven people went to the front, and in the end only two came back...

It is estimated that in the hearts of the people.

There is certainly no way to avoid another sadness.

But even so.

After Nakayama's voice fell.

Teacher Huang took a deep breath.

said in a deep voice to Zifeng on the side: "Let's go in..."

Zifeng pursed his lips and nodded slowly.

With Mr. Huang and the others walking towards the house.

The audience in the live broadcast room couldn't help but hold their breath.

When you walk into the house.

Mr. Huang first looked at the picture frame hanging on the wall.

When I look at it at first glance.

Mr. Huang knew that this was not a handwritten letter written by the Yang family.

Because of the paper inside, there is even something like a table.

Under the watchful eye of all.

Teacher Huang frowned and slowly walked towards one of the photo frames.

When standing in front of the photo frame.

When you read the words on the paper.

Mr. Huang's whole person was as if he had been struck by lightning.

Seeing Mr. Huang's reaction.

Zifeng walked to his side suspiciously.

"Teacher Huang, what's wrong with you..."

"This..."

When you see clearly what is inside the frame.

Zifeng's reaction was the same as that of Teacher Huang.

is even more exaggerated than Mr. Huang.

I saw Zifeng's mouth slightly open, and his eyes were as wide as copper bells.

See the two of them.

Zhongshan and the audience in the live broadcast room immediately panicked.

"What the hell is in this picture frame on the wall?!"

"I don't know... Teacher Huang and Zifeng don't talk yet..."

"Could it be a handwritten letter written by those Yang family members who went to the front line..."

"Possibly, it should have been written when they were on the battlefield..."

"I'll go! Can't this camera brother get closer... I can't see anything from such a distance..."

"What the hell is going on here, Mr. Huang, you should hurry up and speak..."

“......"

Because the camera crew was too far away.

So the audience in front of the mobile phone can't see what is written on the paper in the photo frame at all.

But it was useless for them to be in a hurry.

Because of the barrage they sent.

Teacher Huang and the others, who were at the scene, couldn't see it at all.

However.

Just when everyone was on pins and needles.

Mr. Huang's phone came from Zhong Shan's voice.

"Yellow..."

"What's in these frames..."

"Is it a handwritten letter written by those Yang family members who went to the front line?"

“......"

Hear Nakayama's words.

The audience in the live broadcast room breathed a sigh of relief instantly.

For so long.

It was the first time they felt that Nakayama was so cute.

However.

After Nakayama's words fell.

Teacher Huang's voice trembled and said to Zhong Shan, "It's not..."

"It's not a handwritten letter written by the Yang family..."

？？？

Hear Mr. Huang's answer.

Everyone had puzzled expressions.

However, without waiting for Nakayama to speak.

I only heard Mr. Huang swallow his saliva and said with some fear.

"Yes..."

"It's a death notice..."

“......"

As Mr. Huang's words fell.

Zhongshan and the audience in the live broadcast room were instantly stunned.

"Little... Xiao Huang..."

"What do you say these are..."

Zhongshan asked Teacher Huang again in disbelief.

Faced with Nakayama's re-questioning.

Teacher Huang took a deep breath and replied with some despair.

"It's a death notice..."

Rumble!

Accompany the crowd to get the answer again.

A thunderclap instantly sounded in everyone's minds.

I saw everyone's eyes trembling and looking towards the picture frame on the wall.

Notice of Death...

Could it be that these...

Both....