“The earth is the man of the earth.”I was shocked, looking at the soil in front of me, rubbing my eyes, and I still couldn't believe it.

"A lot of things are far beyond your belief."The word whispered.

After thinking about it, my heart was stable a lot, I met so many things, that one thing is not very evil.

"See if there's a gold mask under the coffin."The voice whispered.

I walked over to the coffin, looked under the coffin, I saw nothing, knocked on the coffin under the coffin, this knock, I felt that the coffin under the coffin was empty.

I took a moment to beat a spirit and hastened to tell the Mo words about it.

Mo Yan told me to open, tell me to be careful, don't use too much force, don't use a dagger to break the mask.

I nodded gently, took out the dagger slowly toward the bottom of the coffin, moving very carefully.

The sound of the clatter sounded, and I drew a gap in the coffin under the coffin, stretched out my hand, and made the gap bigger and bigger, and glanced in it.

My heart was full of joy, and indeed, as Mo said, there was a gold mask hidden under the coffin.

"There's a mask in there."Mo said.

I looked for the mask for so long and finally saw it today.

Without speaking, I immediately extended my hand and slowly took out the mask.

When the mask came to hand, I stabilized the excitement in my heart, and the mask was as cold as before.

I turned over the mask and looked at it, and I was surprised that there was a human skin hidden inside the mask.

I took a deep breath, carefully toward this human skin, the more I looked at my heart, the more I felt, the heart could not help but beat quickly.

This human skin is actually ink, too strange, the gold mask actually has ink words of the human skin.

“What happened?”He looked at my face and asked.

I hastened to put away the skin, but fortunately it was dark here, otherwise the action of putting away my face would certainly be seen by ink.

"Nothing, I got the mask excited, so there's a change in mood."I whispered.

He nodded, stared at the coffin, and then turned away.

I breathed a sigh of relief in my heart.I can’t help but stretch out my hand and wipe the cold sweat on my forehead.

This is very strange, how can there be a face of ink under the gold mask, and Mo Yan is dead.

I dared not think down, and put the same skin as the ink into my pocket.

“The gold mask has been found, did you take it or did I take it?”I asked softly.

"You take it, yes, you haven't found anything."The word whispered.

I immediately shook my head, "I found the mask, and nothing else."

He squinted slightly, stared at me, and said a word, you are sure.

I nodded my head and said a word I was sure.

I felt that things were very strange, if the ink did not ask me anything outside the mask, I would directly say the same face as the ink, but the ink words spoke.

This gave me the illusion that the ink words came down with me, not without purpose, perhaps her purpose is the face of the gold mask.

Everyone has a purpose, Mo Yan has another purpose for me, and what I say to me is just a sugar-coated cannonball, so that I can relax my vigilance and make better use of me.

I dare not think about it, if it is really so, I think the words are more terrible than the old uncle.

“Now... are we going back?”In the face of the words, I did not speak smoothly.

The ink said softly, eyes kept staring at the three coffins, fingers tapping on the coffin cover of the three coffins.

I know that Mo Yan must be looking for the face inside the gold mask.

Before the narrow passage, the ink said, let me show her the gold mask.

I handed the gold mask to the ink, and when I looked at it, I gave it back to me, so that I could keep it carefully.

Mo Yan also began to doubt me, my heart can not help but chuckle, I just said that the gold mask is nothing, if the ink words believe me, will not let me show the gold mask to her, but now the ink is going to see.

It took more than an hour for me and Mo Yan to get out of all the dark roads, but fortunately there were no rats.

As soon as I got out of bed, I heard footsteps.

I couldn't help but feel nervous, and immediately asked Mo Yan and me to lie under the bed.

The footsteps came from far away, and then I heard a rattling and pushing the door open.

"The life of the little girl is not enough, and the ten skins are not enough to sew into a complete face..."

"Ten is not enough, then twenty, not enough 30, I don't believe, the appearance of the woman's body is not good."

I frowned, the voice in front of me was the coquettish voice of a woman, and the voice behind it was the voice of a coarse man.

The two voices were strange, not my uncle and aunt at all.

"The little girl's skin should have reached ten skins, and it took so much effort to get a good face."The sound of the crazy man came out.

I was surprised in my heart that the skin of the little lady's face would not be the same as the face of the ink in the gold mask.

I couldn't help but look at the ink, the expression of the ink is very strange, for a time I can't be sure that the face of the gold mask is not ink.

"The plan for a few years finally has a clue, let's go out quickly, and see if the boss can't come back."The voice of a rude man sounded.

I heard the cozy woman whisper and saw two people walking out of the door.

I was relieved in my heart, so that the two men did not look down to the bottom of the bed, otherwise, I and the ink would certainly be exposed.

The two of them are strangely talked about, who is the little girl?The female corpse will not be a thousand-year-old female corpse, and the better face skin will not be ink, the most important thing is who these two men and women are, who the boss in their mouths is, whether it will be an uncle.

I felt my brain explode, and I felt that this thing was far more complicated than I thought.

“Climb up.”The words said to me.

I quickly climbed out from under the bed, and Mo and I went out through the back door.

Running a few hundred meters, I stopped and sat on the ground with a big mouth of breathing.

Mo Yan stood in the same place without saying a word, his eyebrows were wrinkled, and he seemed to be thinking about things, a face of contemplation.