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The thin figure with an old head disappeared in a hurry into the night.

Looking at the dotted lights in the village, I thought for a moment and took out my mobile phone to call Dabiao.

A few minutes later, Dabiao trotted back to the ancient head home.

"What's going on with Old Man Liu's family?"

"The half-grown boy has nothing to do. He just reads under the lamp, but old man Liu is very strange. He burns paper in front of his house at night. While burning, he says that what is coming is for him alone and it is none of other people's business."

Dabiao told him exactly what he saw.

Before, when Gutou and I were talking alone, the message I sent him was to ask him to go to Liu's house and take a look.

"Brother, we have a custom here. Usually people who have done something wrong will burn paper in the middle of the night."

Da Biao looked into the room and made sure no one was there before continuing.

"Old man Liu may have done something bad. This kind of person looks honest on the outside but is full of bad things behind his back."

"Mr. Yin Yang doesn't look like a master at all. Maybe they colluded to cheat money. Be careful not to be deceived by them! You haven't given me the 80,000 yuan yet, have you?"

I shrugged: "Your reminder was a little late, I've already given you the money."

"No, big brother!" Dabiao's mouth was wide enough to fit an egg in. "I know you are not a person who is short of money, but you are too... what is that?"

Looking at me smiling and saying nothing, Dabiao scratched his head, thought for a while, and then said: "Brother, you are not such a weak-minded person. Do you have any other arrangements?"

"I don't know what evil things Old Man Liu has done, but it probably has nothing to do with the map." I waved my hand.

"Something may happen at their house tonight."

The reason why the old man asked Old Man Liu to leave first was that Bai Zining was not safe at home alone.

But Bai Zining is not a three-year-old child and has no ability to take care of himself. What dangers can there be in being alone at home?

And he left in a hurry after getting the money.

If they don't run away after getting the money, something is going to happen to their family.

Da Biao asked curiously: "What's going on?"

"I don't know about that."

"Brother, do we want to go take a look?"

"Forget it, they didn't mention it, let's not meddle in other people's business. Go to bed early and go back early tomorrow morning." I shook my head and closed the shabby door.

"Go to bed now! Isn't it too early?"

I washed myself briefly with mineral water, lay down on the bed prepared for us by Gutou, and slept with my clothes on.

Da Biao couldn't sleep, so he leaned over and played with his mobile phone.

The mountain village is very quiet at night.

Time passed slowly, and Dabiao started playing Haqie sleepily, leaning down next to me and getting ready to fall asleep.

But before he fell asleep, his cell phone suddenly rang.

It's my cell phone.

Dabiao was startled, rubbed his eyes and pushed me.

"Brother, you have a phone number."

I quickly opened my eyes, glanced at the name on the screen, my heart skipped a beat, and I answered the phone.

"Hello"

"Help, help."

What came from the mobile phone was the extremely frightened voice of a young man.

"What happened?"

"My grandpa, grandpa Gu, they are dying." The young man's voice was filled with tears.

"Brother Li, please, please save them. Ah——"

After a scream, the phone fell to the ground.

The signal is cut off.

The beeping busy tone is particularly harsh in the quiet and old house.

"Brother, something happened to their family! What should we do? Can we help?" Da Biao couldn't care less about sleeping and looked at me.

"What do you think?" I looked at him.

"I" Dabiao hesitated, "If it were me, I would still go over and see the situation."

"If it's true that they did something bad and got retribution, then I won't care. I'm afraid not. Besides, he has a child who is going to college soon."

"Okay, it's up to you!"

I patted Dabiao on the shoulder and jumped out of bed with my bag on my back.

"Really, really?" Dabiao was stunned.

"Since they are your fellow villagers, go and see what's going on." I opened the door, and the cool night air rushed in.

"Why do I feel like you've already prepared it?"

Dabiao muttered and went out with me.

There is no moon tonight, all the lights in the village have been extinguished, and there is darkness and silence.

Walking in the night with a flashlight, Dabiao and I soon arrived outside the yard of Old Han Liu's house.

Unlike what was expected, there was no sound at all from the Liu family, it was quiet.

"Brother, there's no movement at all. Are they dead?" Da Biao looked at the dark window and said worriedly.

"I hope not."

The courtyard door is unlocked and opens when pushed.

The brazier at the door is still there, and the thick stack of yellow paper inside has not been burned out. Half of it was burned to ashes, and the other half is still there.

It's like a fire that was half-burned and suddenly blown out.

I squinted my eyes slightly.

Even if the scented wax paper money is not burned out, it is not a good sign.

Bypassing the brazier, I walked to the door of the low house.

The door was ajar, and a faint smell of blood slowly seeped out from the crack amid the chilly air.

Da Biao was shocked: "Brother, they can't be serious!"

"Stop talking, there's something inside." I gave him a serious look and reached out to open the door.

Creaking——

As the door opened, the smell of blood gradually became clearer.

Standing in the cold doorway, I shined my flashlight into the house.

The simple house seemed to have experienced a war of the century.

Tables, chairs and benches were overturned, debris was all over the floor, there were smash marks on the walls and floor, everything was smashed, and it was a mess.

However, among the messy items, there was no figure of Old Han Liu, his grandson, and Old Tou.

The smell of blood comes from the bedroom.

The door was closed and there was no sound.

Dabiao and I looked at each other, walked into the main room, and walked carefully towards the bedroom.

As soon as he entered the house, the main room door slammed shut.

Dabiao was startled, grabbed the door and pulled hard.

The seemingly old and dilapidated door did not move at all, as if there was a huge force sealing the door.

The air in the room was cold, Dabiao's back felt chilly, and his face turned a little pale: "Brother, could this be a trap?"

"Regret it?" I half-smiled.

"Well, that's not the case."

"We're here, let's find out the situation first. Open the bedroom door first, they should be inside." I said in a low voice.

In a quiet environment, people will unconsciously lower their volume.

"Okay." Dabiao took a breath, grabbed the bedroom door handle with both hands, and pulled hard.

Unexpectedly, the bedroom door was different. Without the help of an unknown force, it was pulled off by Da Biao with a creak.

Da Biao used too much force, staggered back several steps, and fell directly into the chaotic debris, making a loud noise.

I quickly shined my flashlight into the bedroom.

A dark shadow flashed past and quickly got under the bed.

Ignoring Dabiao, I rushed into the bedroom, squatted down and looked under the bed.

The strong smell of blood hit his face.