I wanted to ask more things, but my elder brother was unwilling to say more. He drank the eight-treasure porridge with a calm face. I looked at him and suddenly wanted to know what was hidden behind his calm face. He was adopted by him when he was three years old and had been back for more than two months, but he seemed to know more about the entire Fudigou than I, a person who has lived here since childhood.

For example, Uncle Zhuzi is a fool's corpse-catching man. I have heard of this, but the fool's corpse was caught in the twelve ghost caves. This is the first time I have heard that even in the village, no one knows that the eldest brother is not a nonsense person. What he said is definitely the truth. So the question is how he knows all this?

My elder brother didn't give me any explanation. I was relieved until I walked out of his house. My elder brother who suddenly came back was a mystery. From the fact that he could stop life and death, to the twelve ghost caves, to the fact that he has now seen some things that others don't know, it all explains this.

I am not a person with a strong curiosity, but now I see that my elder brother is a person who can hang my appetite and curiosity all over my body like thousands of ants. But he doesn't give me the answer, which makes me feel very painful, but I have to accept it.

After leaving his house, I was going to find Uncle Zhuzi. To be honest, if I am a little selfish, there is no need to worry, because in this way I can continue to accompany Han Xue at night. But if I really do this, I am too unkind. The most important thing is that I can't really protect Han Xue. If something really happens, I will regret it.

I am still very familiar with Uncle Zhuzi, and I can’t be familiar with it anymore. There is an old saying that there are many troubles in front of the widow. After my father was skinned to death, my mother was actually still young. What’s more important is that my mother was a famous beauty when she was young. This can be seen now. I once heard from the uncles in the village that when my father pulled my mother back in a ox cart, my mother, wearing a cheongsam, almost glared out their eyes. After reacting, she sighed that my father had left the luck to marry a woman like my mother. So after my father died, many people also expressed their desire to take care of my mother, but my mother was strong and rejected everyone’s intentions.

Uncle Zhuzi is an old bachelor in the village. From what I can remember, he would come to my house to help when I was busy farming. If there were any heavy work that women could not do at home, he would come. He persisted for more than ten years. The villagers said that he had an affair with my mother. When he saw me, he would laugh at him as my stepfather. When I was a child, I had a strong self-esteem and felt that this was a shame to me, so I hated him for a while. But when I grew up, I gradually felt that if there was a man like Uncle Zhuzi to take care of my mother, she would not have worked so hard. But then I realized that in fact, Uncle Zhuzi and my mother had no intention of this. No matter how it was spread outside, they were actually very simple friends. He insisted on helping my family for nearly twenty years, which was purely pity for our orphans and widows. My mother could accept his help, perhaps because he did not have the purpose of others.

I just thought about it and walked to Uncle Zhuzi's house. The door was not closed. It was already past seven o'clock now, and Uncle Zhuzi had already gotten up. Uncle Zhuzi glanced at me. I felt that the expression on his face was strange, because he always smiled honestly when he saw me. Today, he stood up and said, "Let's go and chat in the house."

After arriving at the house, Uncle Zhuzi brought a stool for me, and hid himself on a small stool with a cigarette in his mouth. His face was still as thoughtful as he looked. I asked, "Uncle, are you feeling uncomfortable today?"

Uncle Zhuzi smiled bitterly and said, "No."

"What's wrong with you?" I asked.

Uncle Zhuzi looked at me and smiled bitterly, "It was your elder brother who asked you to come to me, right?"

I was stunned for a moment. I was a little suspicious of my elder brother's words. After hearing Uncle Zhuzi's words, I looked at him and asked, "So what I said is true. Did you really catch the fool from the twelve ghost caves?"

Uncle Zhuzi took a deep breath of cigarette, then sighed and said, "Yes."

"What's going on?" When Uncle Zhuzi really admitted it, I was a little unacceptable. My elder brother could enter the ghost cave. Although I was surprised at the time, I attributed the reason to the fact that my elder brother learned the skills of a master in the past twenty years. But is this honest farmer I have known for so many years? Is there a secret that I don't know?

Uncle Zhuzi stood up and walked out to close the door. Then he came back and closed the door again. I saw that he was very nervous, so I became nervous as well. After that, Uncle Zhuzi threw me a cigarette and lit one himself and said, "Yezi, if you have the chance, just tell your brother, just say what I said, your father's death has nothing to do with me."

As soon as he said this, I quickly waved my hand to stop him and said, "Wait a minute, what do you mean? Why is it related to my father's death?"

Uncle Zhuzi looked at me and said helplessly: "Yezi, don't you understand? What your brother can solve by himself, but he asked you to come to me. It's nothing more than testing me, trying to test whether I'm the murderer of your father."

I looked at Uncle Zhuzi. I felt that I could catch something from his words, but I felt that I couldn't catch it. I stopped him again and said, "I still don't quite understand what you mean!"

"The one who killed your father is an insider, a metaphysical insider. Your father was skinned, not by the butcher, but by someone using secret techniques! It's an evil technique!" Uncle Zhuzi said.

I just felt like a lightning flash in my head. I narrowed my eyes and remembered the mysterious message on Tianya when I was in college. The netizen’s statement coincided with Uncle Zhuzi’s current statement!

"You know how to teach me?" I looked at Uncle Zhuzi and asked.

"No." Uncle Zhuzi said.

"Then how did you get into the twelve ghost caves? Uncle, it's time for you, are you still lying?" I said.

"I can get in. It was a person who gave me a talisman. Without that talisman, I might have died in it at that time." Uncle Zhuzi said.

"Who gave it to you?" I asked immediately.

Uncle Zhuzi shook his head and said, "Yezi, stop asking, I won't say anything. I promised that person to keep a secret for him, and that person would definitely not be the one who killed your father, absolutely not."

I looked at Uncle Zhuzi, but I didn't expect that everything would be told by my elder brother. Uncle Zhuzi, who I have known for many years, even really treated him as a stepfather. In fact, I didn't know him at all. What I didn't expect was that my elder brother was actually chasing the murderer who killed my father!

After Uncle Zhuzi said this, I saw that he didn't say anything again, and the atmosphere suddenly became silent.

Uncle Zhuzi lit another cigarette. The continuous smoking only showed that he was restless. After a while, he sighed and said, "After so many years, I think many things should go away. But since your elder brother came back and was so powerful, I knew that this matter was definitely not over. He must investigate your father's affairs."

I looked at him with a sneer and said, "Shouldn't you check it?"

Uncle Zhuzi glanced at me, and a trace of helplessness passed through his eyes. He also smiled and said, "It's time to check, that's right. In the past, I was afraid that you would check, and that you would be killed. Now that your elder brother is back, he can protect you with his ability."

After saying that, Uncle Zhuzi stood up and said, "Yezi, come with me."

Uncle Zhuzi led me into his bedroom. To be honest, I have been to Uncle Zhuzi's house many times, but his bedroom has been locked and I have never been in. I know that Uncle Zhuzi's bedroom has locked many people, and they all laughed at Uncle Zhuzi's money she saved in these years, so he locked it.

After entering, there was a strong smell of sandalwood inside.

There is a bed, a bedside table, and a long table, with two black and white photos enshrined on it.

These are two photos of women, to be precise, the remains.

Before each photo, there is an incense burner, and there is still incense in it.

"Is this?" I asked.
Chapter completed!