"Brother Xiaofan, why don't you eat?"
Mo Ran kept picking up food for me.
"Thank you."
I said my thanks with a slight smile.
Uncle Qi and Aunt Qi looked at each other with smiles on their faces, and they were making plans for Mo Ran and me again.
Mo Ran suddenly asked me: "Brother Xiaofan, what are you doing with an ink fountain?"
I suddenly remembered the ink fountain, and I said, "Xiang Hao and the others said they were looking for minerals and dug out some black soil.
I saw that the black soil looked very much like ink, so I compared it with the ink in the ink fountain.
It seemed to be real."
The three of them looked at each other in surprise, and Mo Ran said: "The carpenters in the village also used this to make ink, but after all, the soil was poisonous, so the carpenters gave up later."
"Oh, I was thinking that if this kind of black soil could be used, there would definitely be business opportunities, such as using it for dyeing or something.
It would definitely be very profitable, but if it is poisonous now, that's a different story."
I nodded. .
"Where did your ink fountain come from?"
Lao Qi asked me.
"One of the people we came out with that day, from Songji Village, got it from his family."
I explained that I couldn't say it was given by Yuelan, but Yuelan was the heroine of their village, so where did she get this thing?
of.
"This one doesn't look good at all."
Mo Ran said, "I also have one at home.
It's much prettier than this one.
I remember I put it away and I'll show it to you."
"You girl, just concentrate on eating.
Why are you fussing around?
Can't you go get it after you finish eating?"
Aunt Qi cursed, but Mo Ran had already gone into the house to rummage through the cabinets.
About two minutes later, Mo Ran's voice came from the room: "Found it."
Then he trotted out happily and placed an ink fountain in front of me.
"It's really beautiful."
At a glance, the shape of this ink fountain is prettier than the one I picked up.
The one I picked up has no shape at all and is probably just usable.
The one in front of me is comparable to a work of art because the ink cartridge There are flowing moire patterns around it, and the lines are very even and consistent in thickness.
The handle of the rotating shaft is actually designed into a small dragon's mouth, which is very delicate, and its substitute mother My eyes suddenly widened at this substitute mother, because this substitute mother turned out to be a substitute mother from a gourd row.
It looked like an 8 with a triangular tip on it, which matched the pattern composed of Mo Dou Mountain and the triangle.
Does this mean that Mo Dou Mountain is actually just a substitute mother for the entire Mo Dou?
It is just a tail, very peripheral, not the main body.
My heart was pounding.
The more I thought about it, the more likely it was.
If so, then the main part of the ink fountain should be at the end of Wuliang Mountain.
No wonder we walked around Modou Mountain but didn't gain anything.
It turned out that this place was just a cover.
"Brother Xiaofan, why are you so stunned?"
Mo Ran spoke again, and I came back to my senses.
"This ink fountain is so beautiful.
It looks like an old object at first glance.
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Are your ancestors a carpenter?
Otherwise, why would there be an ink fountain?"
I looked at Uncle Seven and Aunt Seven.
Uncle Qi shook his head and said, "Every household in Mo Dou has one.
Every household in Mojia Village has one.
It's like a token.
With this thing, even if you leave Mojia Village in the future, you will know it is from Mojia when you see it." people of the village.”
"Oh."
I suddenly realized.
After eating, it was already ten o'clock in the evening, so I said goodbye to them and went to the dormitory.
To be honest, I don’t have a good impression of this escort now.
They are a bunch of tomb robbers, and they are not loyal at all.
Their behavior is completely different from the previous behavior in the mine.
When we were on Mo Mountain, these people ran away and took me away.
Leave it alone, it seems that ghosts are scarier than Burmese people.
When I returned to the dormitory, I lived in the last room, and everyone else lived in the same row.
When I first arrived in the corridor, there was a strong smell of blood coming from room 301.
I was suddenly startled, closed my eyes, and was dumbfounded at just one glance.
301 is Xiang Hao's room.
At this moment, Xiang Hao is lying quietly on the bed, in the shape of a large font.
The submachine gun has fallen on the ground, the pillow has been sucked into a blood pillow, and he has his eyes open, and there is a deep cut on his neck.
Because all the blood had dried up, his entire face looked pale.
I showed the other dormitories, and no one was spared.
They all had their throats sealed with a sword.
Among them, the third child still died in the bathroom, naked, and the blood stained the bathroom floor red.
"Who, who is it?"
I turned around suddenly, rushed out, and shouted, "Someone is coming, someone is coming, Captain Xiang and the others were killed."
Huge shouts resounded throughout the village, and people rushed toward the dormitory building one after another.
Within a few minutes, the entire dormitory building was crowded with villagers.
"What's going on?"
Someone who was coming from behind asked the person who was coming in front.
"I don't know very well.
It seems something happened to someone from the escort team."
"No, something happened to the escort team."
"The new guard said that something happened to everyone else."
"Is he dead?"
"Yeah, but I didn't dare to go up and take a look."
"Who did it?
Why can't even the escort team be a match?"
"Who knows?
They are all dead, so what will we do in the future?
Who will protect us?"
Everyone was talking a lot, everyone was curious, but they were also scared.
The village chief and a group of village officials were checking upstairs.
Lao Qi also went up, and after a while, they all came out, all of them with solemn faces.
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After they went down the stairs, the village chief glanced at me, and then shouted loudly: "You guys, tie up Xiaofan."
"Village Chief, what are you doing to tie up Xiaofan?"
Lao Qi was also surprised.
"He is suspicious.
Why is he the only one alive when everyone is dead?"
The village chief gave an order, and four men came up and grabbed me instantly.
"Village Chief, I have been eating at Lao Qi's house all night.
I just came back.
It took less than half an hour to get here.
All three members of Lao Qi's family can testify.
As soon as I arrived at the door, I found that they were all dead.
I immediately I called everyone here."
I explained loudly.
"I ask you, how did you know that they were all dead?"
the village chief asked.
"I smell blood," I said.
"If you smell blood, does that mean someone is dead?
All nine dormitories are locked from the inside.
Just now we broke down the door and broke in.
You didn't even go in.
How did you know that someone was dead?"
The village chief scolded sternly: "Alright?
Yes, all the windows in these nine dormitories were open.
It was obvious that the murderer entered and escaped through the windows.”
"Then why do you say I'm the murderer?
I've been at Lao Qi's house all night and I just came back."
My heart was pounding.
I was so careless.
I didn't know that everyone was locked up.
You can't accuse me.
You can sense it, right?
And Yue Lan shouldn’t have killed these people?
Probably not.
Today Yuelan warned me not to kill anyone.
"These people will not die for more than half an hour, because their bodies are still hot, and their blood is still hot, and it has not solidified at all.
It is basically because of your hands after you came back."
The village chief pointed at me and said: "Ever since you entered our village, I began to doubt you.
I didn't expect you to be such a cruel murderer
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