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Chapter 353 The Price

The man in the T-shirt picked up the minister's drum from the ground, looked at it, and handed it to me.

I carefully observed the drum and found that this thing was heavier than I thought, and it was made of two skulls inlaid. The surface of the skull was also coated with a layer of mercury, and the bottom was polished very flat, covering two human skins as thin as cicada wings.

On one side, there is a wolf painting on the other side, and on the other side, there is a deer painting on the other. Both animals belong to the totem of the Manchus.

Putting aside the strange feeling it gives, this is indeed a work of ingenious art. It is said that when the Manchus fought in all directions, they would kidnap all the skilled craftsmen and serve the royal family in the inner community. This group of people is the so-called "inner court worship".

This drum was obviously from the inner court.

At this time, Yin Xinyue, Li Mazi and the girl came out of the woods and were startled by Cheng Xiaohu who died tragically on the ground. Then, he saw the drums in my hand and was competing to see them. I specifically reminded them not to beat them randomly.

When it was passed to the girl's hand, she actually knocked it curiously, which scared my heart to stop.

"Do you want to die? Do you think we are not in enough trouble?" Li Mazi quickly snatched the minister's drum from her.

"Look, I'm so powerful when you're broken, is it that powerful?" the girl said indifferently.

The man in the T-shirt suddenly pulled out his long sword and wanted to stab her in the throat. Of course, it was just a bluff. The girl was so scared that she lost her vileness: "Brother, what are you doing!"

"Is it that scary for a broken sword?" The man in T-shirt said calmly. He could even joke, but he was a little cold.

But I noticed that the girl called him "brother" and called me "uncle". This is a different treatment!

This night made me so hard that my bones were almost broken. I suggested going back quickly, but the man in the T-shirt asked us to bury Cheng Xiaohu.

The fallen leaves in the suicide forest are very thick, and it is impossible to dig a hole, and we don’t have tools in our hands.

So we used the fallen leaves on the ground to cover Cheng Xiaohu's body, and the man in the T-shirt burned some paper money for him and recited a mantra of rebirth. He said that doing this was to prevent Cheng Xiaohu from becoming an evil ghost and continuing to harm others.

The girl asked curiously what we did, and I replied inexplicably: "God!"

After leaving the forest, we got into the car and I asked the T-shirt man who was his client.

"Who else has a lot to do with this drum besides Kangxi and the Cheng family?" asked me.

"Can they be Oboi's descendants?" I had a sudden inspiration.

The man in T-shirt nodded. The person who entrusted him was the descendant of Oboi. Although Oboi was killed by Emperor Kangxi, some relatives still escaped and fled to Nanyang, where they lived incognito.

Compared to the beheading and Lingchi was executed, the ancestors were the most cruel. Therefore, they tried every means to find out the whereabouts of the minister Gu and entrusted a T-shirt man to bring him back.

At one o'clock in the morning, the car drove back to the city, and Yin Xinyue gave all the money she had with her, which should be enough for her to live for a while.

The girl got out of the car, but stood and refused to leave, and said in a crying voice: "You lied to me!"

"how?"

"You clearly said you helped me kill my stepfather, but I knew you lied to me, and even the adults' words were not trustworthy." The girl cursed.

"You little girl movies, you always want to kill people. You have to go to jail if you kill people. Besides, you can't kill anyone who doesn't like you, right?" Li Mazi said.

"Scam! Big liar!" The girl cried and turned her head and left, and the man in the T-shirt suddenly called her.

He took out a jasper man with a thumb from his arms and handed it to the girl, asking the girl to feed the doll with the blood of his fingertips for seven days, and then placed it under his stepfather's bed. The next day, the other party would bleed and die from the seven orifices.

T-shirt men rarely lie, but this shocked me a little and asked quickly: "Are you really going to ask her to kill her stepfather?"

"Damn the evil ones! Besides, killing and revenge is also the most important function of evil things."

Although he is a practitioner, T-shirt men also have their own concepts of good and evil.

"Thank you brother!" The girl happily hugged the man in the T-shirt and kissed him on the face. She was about to leave, but was stopped by the man in the T-shirt.

"So what's wrong?" the girl asked.

"If you don't ask, what is the price to pay for doing this?" said the T-shirt man mysteriously.

“It doesn’t matter what the price is!”

"After killing someone, you will lose twenty years of your life." said the T-shirt man.

The girl widened her eyes, as if she couldn't believe it, and finally she nodded: "I understand, thank you!"

There is nothing in this world, it can be exchanged without any cost. Every time you get something, you will lose something.

The Cheng brothers wanted to get too many things, and in the end they had all the mechanisms, they instead took themselves in.

Looking at the girl who disappeared into the night, I just hope she can think twice before doing it.

Because once you get involved in some things, you may never be able to look back!
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