Who moved my novel?

"Why?" The uncle looked at Xuemo in confusion: "Don't you want so much money?"

"No." Xue Mo shook his head: "It's not mine, what am I going to do?"

"Then, even if you know the effect of the perfume, you don't want it?" the uncle asked in surprise.

The effect of that perfume turned out to be the power of the mighty sun! This is obviously an irresistible temptation for most men.

"If it's not mine, it's not mine." Xue Mo still shook his head: "Besides, that thing came from the wrong way."

"You don't care whether he came from the right way or not!" The uncle said angrily, "Just dig it out! You will have endless glory and wealth in your lifetime!"

"Farewell." Xue Mo shook his head and left without looking back.

"Wait a minute!" The uncle suddenly called out to Xue Mo.

"Is there anything else?" Xue Mo tensed up and looked at the old man holding the engineer shovel warily.

This shovel can't just dig dirt!

"Hahaha." The uncle suddenly laughed: "Yes, yes, Teacher Xue really has extraordinary concentration. Let's go, let's go back and talk."

As he spoke, the uncle threw down the shovel. He seemed very happy, which was completely different from his reaction just now.

"Uncle?" Xue Mo was pulled back to the library by the uncle in confusion.

"Young man." The uncle was quite excited. He held Xue Mo's hand and just held it without saying a word. He stood there for a long time, almost making Xue Mo think that he wanted to have a "love affair in the past" with him.

"Young man, Teacher Xue." Just when Xue Mo was about to withdraw his hand in embarrassment, the uncle finally spoke again: "It would have been great if they were all like you."

"..." Xue Mo looked at the uncle without responding.

"If they were all like you, then they wouldn't..." The uncle paused mid-sentence.

"..." Xue Mo looked at the uncle without responding.

"You don't know, back then..." The uncle looked into the distance with a nostalgic and longing expression.

"..." Xue Mo looked at the uncle without responding.

"Teacher Xue, aren't you curious at all?" The uncle looked at Xue Mo awkwardly.

"Uncle, I have heard of two things that can drive obsessive-compulsive disorder to death." Xue Mo suddenly changed the topic.

"What?" The uncle looked at Xue Mo in confusion.

"One is half-speaking, and the other is..." Xue Mo stopped mid-sentence.

"..." This time it was the uncle's turn to be silent.

"At first I always thought that the other thing was not to finish the sentence." Just when the uncle thought that Xue Mo had finished speaking, Xue Mo suddenly spoke again: "But then I found out that it wasn't! I found out that the second thing was in When the other party says, no! Go!"

"I..." The uncle clenched his fist tightly, wishing to punch Xue Mo.

However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred!

Xue Mo took out a knife from somewhere and stabbed the uncle straight.

"Stab it!" Although the uncle was old and his movements were a bit slow, his reaction was extremely quick. The moment Xue Mo took out the knife, he blocked it with his left hand in front of his chest, while leaning his body to the right to avoid the vital point as much as possible.

This knife actually only cut through the uncle's sleeve, and left a shallow wound on the back of the uncle's left hand when he brought it back.

"Not bad." He smiled and nodded.

"Do it!" Xue Mo shouted loudly, and at the same time stabbed the uncle's left side with his knife again, and at the same time looked behind him on the right side of the uncle.

"Is there someone else?" The uncle was shocked. From Xue Mo's eyes, he judged that the person behind him should be at his right rear. However, because he couldn't see the person behind him, he didn't know what angle and method the other party would attack from.

Considering the lesser of two evils, the uncle chose to face the dagger head-on. At least the damage this time could cause to him was measurable and not too heavy.

"Hi!" With a low voice, the uncle's palm was cut again with a wound.

I have to say that the uncle's reaction was really fast, and he was able to accurately grasp Xue Mo's knife in the blink of an eye.

But this time it was a hasty reaction after all, and he was not as lucky as last time. This time, there was a deep wound on the uncle's hand, and blood flowed out from it.

"Hiss!" The uncle leaned on a table, looked behind him, and burst into laughter: "Hahaha, yes, you actually fooled me!"

After the uncle changed his posture, he could see clearly. Who was behind him just now? Everything is just a trick directed and performed by Xue Mo.

"Teacher Xue is great." The uncle smiled and looked at Xue Mo: "But, does Teacher Xue want to kill me to eliminate harm for the people?"

…

"What's wrong, Yiyi?" Dong Peng asked, looking at Dong Yiyi who was staring at the window in a daze.

"I thought I saw Uncle Xue Mo just now." They raised their heads and looked at Dong Peng.

"Blood ink?" Dong Peng nodded: "That's normal, he is also in school."

"But he just stood in the backyard with an old man for a long time and took a shovel."

"Shovel?" Dong Peng looked out the window in confusion. There was nothing there now.

"Yeah." Nodded one by one: "They seemed to be quarreling there. Uncle Xuemo seemed a little anxious when he left at the end."

"Is that so?" Dong Peng nodded, thoughtfully.

Suddenly, two figures appeared in Dong Peng's sight.

"Er Feng and Zhao Feng?" Dong Peng raised his eyebrows: "It's so lively, it seems like something is going to happen again."

…

"Is it here?" Zhao Feng asked Er Feng, and there was no carelessness on his face at this time.

"Yes, it's here." Er Feng nodded: "I saw it clearly from the upstairs just now. The old man held a shovel and asked Xue Mo to dig from here."

"Here..." Zhao Feng frowned and looked around: "What is here?"

"Look!" Er Feng suddenly pointed to the lawn and said: "Look there! That shovel!"

Zhao Feng looked in the direction of Er Feng's finger, and sure enough, a shovel fell in the grass.

"Is there really something?" Zhao Feng became alert.

It's not that he doubted Xue Mo, but it seems that nothing good will happen if he is involved with Xue Mo. I don't know why this guy's surname is Xue, not Mao.

"Dig it and see?" Er Feng asked tentatively.

"No." Zhao Feng shook his head: "I think we should ask Director Wang to come over first."

"You are suspicious..." Er Feng heard what Zhao Feng said, and his expression became more serious.

"It's hard to say." Zhao Feng nodded: "But based on my experience, there is an 80% chance that there is a body underneath."

"That still leaves 20%?" Er Feng looked at Zhao Feng and said: "Why don't we dig it up first to avoid a false alarm?"

"There's still 20%, more than one!"