Book 1: Chapter 3: Uncle Threes Body

Book 1: Chapter 3: Uncle Threes Body

When Fatty finally found us, we were sitting on someones flower beds. I had taken off Jin Wantang's shoes, tied the shoelaces together, and hung them around my neck. The old mans soles were so thin that he couldn't run away barefoot. He scratched his feet sadly and said to me, "Little Master Three, how about it? Weve been friends for so many years that you could even say our friendship runs deep. It might not be equal to jade, but its as good as gold or a pleasant-sounding poem"

"Fuck off! Do you think Im blind? This isnt the first time a white-eyed wolf has tried to act like a husky. Now, explain." I made Jin Wantang look at the transfer statement I took from the museum. "Why are you posing as my Uncle Three to sell my land?"

Jin Wantang's eyes shifted and he was just about to speak, when Fatty spoke up from the side, "Old Jin, youre a real son-of-a-bitch. We already know that youre a bastard, but I always appreciate that you can clearly distinguish between the big and the small things. Let me tell you, when it comes to this matter, cheating us out of money is a small thing. But if you dont clear things up, that delays Mr. Naves business, which is a big thing. Now, have you thought things through? After so many years of friendship, Id hate to have to beat the shit out of you.

Jin Wantang nodded and gave a faint smile, "Fat Master, youve got a point. Let me think for a moment." He took some cigarettes out of his pocket and passed them to me and Fatty.

When I looked at his expression, I could see that Fatty's words were racing through his mind. By the time he lit the cigarettes for us, I figured he'd made up his mind. He looked up at the sky and said, "This was more than ten years ago."

"Finish it in three sentences," I said, immediately annoyed. It was like I was in my twenties again, listening to him talk about his own old stories. I had too many of my own stories now, so although my heart lacked a lot of things, this wasnt one of them.

"Your uncle asked me to buy this piece land for him. He was particularly keen on weather at the time and said that there was something he wanted to check in this weather station," Jin Wantang said. When I asked him what it was, he shook his head. "Your uncle disappeared after the formalities were completed. He didn't even give me the money. Although it wasn't expensive at the time, I still wasnt happy about giving up that much money. I wanted to sell it, but I wasnt the owner after the formalities were done. Since I couldn't sell it, I hardened my heart and pretended to be your uncle."

I turned my head and frowned at him. What is this nonsense?

"This isnt the important part, He quickly said. This isnt the key point. Hear me out first. If you want to sell land, you have to clear out any abandoned buildings on it. I brought some people here to clear the area and found that there was indeed something strange in that building. But I dont know if its what your uncle was looking for at the time."

"What is it?"

On the wall near the door, I could see traces of where bricks had been laid before. I immediately understood that someone had changed the position of this buildings entrance and the one we had just come through had been made later. This was the buildings original entrance, and the hidden room had really just been an ordinary reception area before.

Jin Wantang was very skilled in feng shui, so he shouldnt have missed something like this. If he said there was something strange here, then there had to be something other than the door hidden here.

The inside of the building was very cold and I felt a little creeped out as I walked into the reception room. I hadnt been in this kind of environment for a long time. I used my phones flashlight to look around and finally understood what Jin Wantang had been talking about.

A dried corpse was sitting in a chair in the middle of the room. Its whole body had collapsed into the chair and it was wearing a jacket that appeared to be stuck to its body.

When I looked at the jacket, my head buzzed and my throat became numb. I recognized the style of this jacket.

It was my Uncle Three's jacket.

My mind hadnt fully processed things yet, but my body had already started instinctively trembling. It was so sudden that I didnt dare take a step forward.

When Fatty's light shot over, I felt all the hair on my body stand on end. Even though the corpses face had rotted away, I had a strong feeling that this corpse was my Uncle Three.

I glanced back at Jin Wantang and found him looking at me silently. His expression wasnt as smooth as before, and he seemed to be waiting for me to come to a conclusion.

Truthfully, I wasn't ready to face my Uncle Three's body so quickly. After forcing myself to face all those difficulties over the years, this was the first time I had actually fled.

But at that moment, my phone alerted me that I had a text message.