I was also stunned. Thinking back to the noise I heard just now, the thing here must be quite big. How come there is nothing?

At this time, Peanut suddenly walked over. He didn't even look into the coffin, and went directly to the torn coffin board at the back.

The fat man was knocking on the bottom of the coffin back and forth, as if he was looking for a mechanism or something. After searching for a while, he didn't find it, so he also walked towards the peanut. My mind was full of doubts, and after a while, I reached out and took out the coffin covered with sawdust.

The paper was picked up.

As soon as I got it in my hand and turned the paper over, I was suddenly startled. This, this was actually an envelope!

As I held this envelope, my hands began to tremble. What's going on? Is this the "Envelope Fairy" or the "Envelope Monster"? Is it the one that caused the movement just now?

Let me go... I was wondering when I suddenly remembered that the door of this tomb was installed in modern times, so it is not impossible that an envelope would appear in the tomb. However, since there is nothing inside

, then why do you still use such a thick door lock? There is also an internal lock. Is it necessary to make it so complicated?

No, I suddenly remembered the hand I saw before. I felt like I didn't see it wrong at the time, and all the previous signs showed that there must be something weird here.

I immediately felt like I had returned to reality from an ethereal world, but after landing, I always felt unsteady and even a little disappointed. But after weighing the envelope in my hand again, I felt that there was indeed paper in it, maybe

The people who came in had dropped it in the coffin, so I took a closer look.

The envelope was already a little damp, and there was a musty smell. There was no word on the front of the envelope. There was only a pattern where the postmark was affixed. I knew who had drawn it with a pen at a glance. I couldn't wait.

I wanted to open the envelope and see what was inside, so I didn't pay too much attention to these things. I thought it might be the specific mark of some tomb robbers, and then I reached out to take out the contents of the envelope.

I took it out and saw that inside the envelope were two pieces of folded letter paper and a photo. Reading other people's letters always makes people a little excited, and this letter appeared strangely, so I couldn't wait even more. But I still

I looked at the photo first, and then I realized that it was actually a photo full of white light, which is the kind of photo you take and develop from a film that was not properly preserved and exposed. I just

I saw some golden things around the photo, but nothing else.

"Damn it, could this letter be sent back to the photo studio by someone, saying that the photos were not finished and that they should give me a refund or something." I felt unsure, so I opened the letter again.

My first impression when I read the letter was that this person's handwriting is really beautiful. Although the ink has faded a bit due to the humidity, I can still tell that the person who wrote the letter is very well-educated and well-educated.

Without reading the content of the letter, it gives people a very fair feeling.

"Fuck! Did you see it when the coffin lid was raised before?"

I was just about to read the letter when the fat man suddenly shouted, which made me startled. When I turned around, I saw the fat man and Peanut squatting on the ground. They seemed to have discovered something on the coffin board. I

I thought it would be better to go and take a look first, so I stuffed the letter and photos back into the envelope and put them in my pocket.

"What did you find?" I squatted down.

The fat man pointed to the edge of the coffin board with his finger, "Did you see the six finger marks there?"

I looked carefully and found that there were six clear fingerprints on the inner edge of the top of the coffin board. What was puzzling was that the six fingerprints were all recessed into the coffin, as if they had been pressed out by someone.

Same. But, based on the texture of this coffin, how much strength does it take to put fingerprints on it?

After hearing my thoughts, the fat man looked at Peanut and said, "This guy's eyesight is not that good. When the knife was pulled in just now, this guy could see what was inside at a glance."

I looked at Peanut in confusion, thinking that the reason why he didn't want me to open the coffin was because of these fingerprints?

While thinking about it, the fat man added: "Look at the arrangement of these six fingerprints, it is exactly the order of the fingers on a person's right hand. But we all know that a hand can only have five fingers. How can such fingerprints be made?"

You must be born with an extra finger on your right hand." After finishing speaking, the fat man gave me a very strange look.

"But what does this mean?"

After hearing what I said, the fat man took his hand back, then tilted his head and frowned at me: "Are you really pretending to be like me, or do you simply look down on your fat man's IQ?"

The fat man said to me inexplicably, "What am I pretending to be?"

"Hey, you're still in good spirits..." The fat man's brows immediately furrowed even deeper, as if I really said something wrong.

At this time, Peanut suddenly said: "He doesn't know."

After hearing what Peanut said, Fatty looked surprised, "Huh?"

I was even more confused by these two people now, "What on earth are you talking about?"

The fat man patted my shoulder and said, "Who have you lived with since you were a child?"

I asked why you asked me this, and then simply told me my situation. The fat man was still confused, "Are you not familiar with your father?"

"Fuck you." I immediately became angry.

"Don't get angry yet. I mean, haven't you noticed your father's right hand?" the fat man said.

"My father's right hand...my father's right hand is not..." I suddenly knew what the fat man was talking about, "You mean these fingerprints were left by my father?"

The fat man made a sound, "Yuan Liuye, Yuan Liuye, the name comes from the six fingers of his right hand. You don't know this, but you haven't seen your father's hands, right?"

After hearing what the fat man said, my body shrank back as if I had been shot.

There are six fingers on the right hand? My dad? How is this possible? Although I can’t remember what my dad’s hand looks like, I am absolutely certain that his hand is absolutely normal. This is not a matter of memory.

, but, if my father’s right hand has six fingers, then this unusual thing will definitely happen

It left a deep impression on me. Even if no one told me, I would definitely know, because this is so abnormal. According to the general father-son relationship, the time I spent with my father was indeed very short, but if

My father has this kind of abnormal situation on his hands. I must have thought of it a long time ago, and there is no need for the fat man to say it.

Yuan Liu... I thought this was my father's ranking when he was worshiping the master, but I didn't expect the fat man to say this.

After listening to what I said, the fat man stared at me for a long time before saying: "This is fucking weird...either you are not Mr. Yuan Liu's son, or the father you usually see is

He is not Mr. Yuan Liu at all."

What the fat man said made my heart beat wildly. This man is an insider and may know more about my dad than I do, and he came with my dad all the way. He is so sure now, that is to say

He had seen my father's hand. But, in my mind, there was nothing wrong with my father's right hand. Could it be... I started to tremble all over when I thought of the second possibility mentioned by the fat man.

I couldn't help but turn my head to Peanut, "This..."

"This is your choice." Before I could ask the question, Peanut said, "I don't have the answer to the question you want to ask."

Peanut's expression was extremely indifferent when he spoke. I remembered how he asked me not to open the coffin just now, and then I realized what he was hinting to me. Could it be that the backbone I had seen all along was so straight?

Is the man really not my father? I looked at the peanuts and the fingerprints on the coffin board, and suddenly felt that things were not that simple.

"Okay, then tell me, is what the fat man said true?" I asked immediately.

"Hey, you still don't believe your fat man, do you? Damn it, Master Six only talked to me on the way here. I've seen his right hand hundreds of times," the fat man said.

Peanut looked at me and nodded.

At this time, I was completely confused. For a moment, it seemed as if the whole world was shrouded in a shadow. If things were really like what Peanut and Fatty said, then the problem would be too complicated for me.

That is to say, everyone in my family is hiding this matter from me.

Is the person I saw my father? Secondly, the key is why the second uncle, third uncle, sister-in-law and others didn't tell me? And it doesn't make sense, because there is such a thing as an extra finger on the right hand,

There is no need to hide it from me. What will happen if I find out? Is my father still afraid that I will laugh at him?

No, no! It's definitely not that simple... I suddenly started to have a headache. I haven't seen my father on this trip yet. Who knew I would find so many incredible things.

When the fat man saw me distressed there, he couldn't stand it, "You're as bad as the male lead in a Taiwanese local drama. It's useless. I said we should continue to find a way and find a way to get up. What's in your belly?"

The questions are not to make you worry, but to encourage you to go to your dad. There is a lot of trouble! Wouldn’t your mother just ask your dad to solve everything? If he still refuses to tell you then, I will

I’ll help you from behind with the chili pepper water.”
Chapter completed!