C216 three missing one

Xia Xin and I didn't say anything.

Xia Xin hadn't spoken a word since she had just arrived. She still didn't understand the situation. And I didn't speak because I couldn't. Do you want me to tell the Little Tang Wei: Actually, your father can walk, lock the door, and poison others?

Seeing that we were all silent, Little Tang Wei brought out one of the girls' imagination to bear, "It must be that Zhao guy. My father has been sick for so long, and he doesn't even have the strength to speak. How can he lock the door? And I often have to go in to take care of him, so there's no need for him to lock the door. It must be your second uncle's doing. "

I was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt that what Little Tang Wei said made a lot of sense. Right now, the few of us are here, and only the Mr. Zhao is missing. Had he entered the Uncle Tang's bedroom?

Yes, yes. Previously, Uncle Tang used poison tea to harm us, so he must be very angry. He was most likely going in to take revenge. I had a feeling something was going to happen today.

Just when I was worrying, the Little Tang Wei started knocking on the door. The door wasn't solid, but it was hard to break with her strength. She was knocked back twice. She grimaced in pain and continued to rub her shoulders.

Xia Xin walked over and kicked the door. The door clanged open.

Little Tang Wei glanced at Xia Xin, and snorted: "Gym."

Xia Xinyan was so angry that she closed the door.

I saw very clearly that the lock had been broken. However, when Xia Xin closed the door, she was so strong that it hung firmly on the door frame. Little Tang Wei tried twice but failed to open the door. Tears rolled in her eyes due to anxiousness.

I said to Xia Xin, "Okay, okay. "Why bother with her?"

Xia Xin rolled her eyes and turned away with her arms crossed. I knew it was acquiescence, so I slammed the door hard, and it fell down with the frame.

Little Tang Wei did not care about the pain of her door, stepped on the door and ran in.

There was no light in the bedroom. It was pitch black. Little Tang Wei touched the wall and switched on the light.

Soon after, I saw two people from Inside the house. One was the Mr. Zhao, the other was the Uncle Tang. However, there was something strange about the postures of these two people. Why couldn't I understand them?

The Uncle Tang supported the bed with his hands as if he was trying to sit up. He looked like he was about to die. Moreover, his face was filled with terror, as if he had received a huge shock.

As for the Mr. Zhao, he had his back to the Uncle Tang and stretched out his arms to block the view of the bed. It was as if something was preventing Uncle Tang from being hurt.

The two men stood motionless by the bed, as if they were statues instead of real people.

Little Tang Wei walked over and lightly called out: "Dad, are you alright?"

Uncle Tang did not move, he only stared in the direction of the door.

Little Tang Wei walked over and shook him: "Dad."

Uncle Tang was shaken to the point of swaying back and forth. Then, with a "plop" sound, he fell onto the bed. From start to finish, he did not react at all.

Little Tang Wei suddenly kneeled beside the bed, leaning on Uncle Tang and crying loudly. "You killed my father."

Xia Xin and I looked at each other. What does this have to do with us?

Xia Xin hesitated for a moment before saying, "Ninth day, am I seeing things? "Why do I feel like this patient has already …"

I said, "Looks like she's been dead a long time, doesn't she?"

Xia Xin nodded.

I whispered, "He shared his life force with the Little Tang Wei. Mr. Zhao said that when he was awake, he could barely look like a living person. After you fell asleep, your body started to rot and become a corpse. "

Xia Xin lightly said, and curiously asked, "Little Tang Wei never discovered it?"

I spread my hands and said, "Who knows? Maybe he had already discovered it, but he just didn't want to believe it. So he deceived himself, thinking that his father was still alive. In fact, you can't blame him for that. Uncle Tang wakes up when he calls, and speaks when he wakes up.

Little Tang Wei still tried her best to call him Uncle Tang, but this time, there was no response from him.

Xia Xin walked over, put her hand on Uncle Tang's neck and tried it out. This time, Little Tang Wei did not stop her, but stared at her with a face full of anticipation.

Xia Xin shook her head, "I don't have a soul."

Little Tang Wei did not say anything. She knelt on the ground, looking lifeless, as if she had been sucked out of her mind in that second.

I pointed to Mr. Zhao. "What happened to my second uncle?"

From the time we entered until now, the commotion caused was not small. But Mr. Zhao didn't move at all, which was a little abnormal.

Xia Xin looked at Mr. Zhao's body, and said indifferently: "His soul has also disappeared."

The disappearance of the souls of the Mr. Zhao and the Mr. Zhao actually made me feel relieved. Based on this analysis, there was a large chance that the Mr. Zhao's soul and soul had both disappeared. With Mr. Zhao watching him from the side, he might not be in trouble.

I told this thought to Little Tang Wei, and sure enough, she didn't cry anymore, but she kept asking me where Mr. Zhao had gone to.

To be honest, I don't know where he went. I asked Little Tang Wei if she had been lying on the sofa all this time.

Little Tang Wei said, "That's right, when I finished watching the television and went to sleep, he was still snoring."

I nodded. "He's still snoring, which means his soul was still alive at that time."

I then asked Xia Xin, "When you came in, where was Mr. Zhao?"

"I didn't see him when I came in," Xia Xin said. "He should have arrived here by then."

I calculated the time and it was only half an hour. Mr. Zhao shouldn't be far.

I suddenly thought of the heavenly soldiers outside. Mr. Zhao's and Uncle Tang's souls, could they have been accidentally taken away by heavenly soldiers?

The Little Tang Wei was unable to help in the search for two souls. Xia Xin and I will have to deal with this. Due to being outside with the heavenly soldiers, I didn't make the Little Tang Wei follow us. Instead, I made her stay at home obediently.

After talking to the Little Tang Wei, Xia Xin and I quickly went downstairs. When we got to the top of the stairs, I felt a little nervous.

I was stunned for a moment before understanding what was going on. "Because of the Heaven-grade weapon?"

Xia Xin nodded, but didn't say anything.

I don't know what grudges she has with the Heavenly Soldier, but since she is unwilling to say, then I will not force her. I thought for a moment, then said to Xia Xin, "Why don't you wait for me upstairs, I'll go down and find someone. From what I see from Madam's words, if I had a physical body, the Sky Weapon wouldn't have done anything to me. "

Xia Xin hesitated for a moment, then shook her head: "Looking for Mr. Zhao by yourself, might be dangerous. If Mr. Zhao is in trouble, you might not be able to save him. How about this, you go and take off Mr. Zhao's jacket, I will pretend to be him. "

I agreed and quickly went upstairs. As for Xia Xin, she was standing at the entrance looking out.

I walked to the door of the Little Tang Wei and knocked, but no one opened the door for me.

I am a little puzzled: Little Tang Wei should be home.

I called out, "It's me, Hu Chujiu, open the door."

Still, no one paid any attention to me. I was a little worried and thought: Could something have happened?

I tugged at the thought. The door was completely open. The security door slammed against the wall, and I stumbled and almost fell.

I raised my head and looked at the living room. Little Tang Wei was sitting on the sofa and watching TV.

I thought: "This Little Tang Wei is really ambitious. With such a big problem at home, she actually had the mood to watch TV. What program is this? It's so attractive. "

I looked over my shoulder. The picture on the TV screen was blurry, as if a few people were playing mahjong.

I walked in and said to Little Tang Wei, "Why didn't you open the door for me just now? Is your father awake? "

Little Tang Wei stared at the television, as if she couldn't hear my words. I was a little doubtful, so I patted her on the shoulder and said, "Hello."

Who knew that with my slapping, Little Tang Wei's body would soften and fall to the side. She fell to the couch, then tumbled to the floor, her head smacking against the wood with a dull thud.

She didn't react at all, as if she was dead. My mind went blank and I stood there stunned for two to three minutes before I squatted down and tried her nose. It was already dead.

I sat blankly on the floor. How could this be? How could this be?

Could it be that Uncle Tang was already dead? Their two lives were linked together. If the Uncle Tang died, would the Little Tang Wei die as well?

I wanted to turn on the light and examine her carefully to see if there was any hope. However, the light in Little Tang Wei's house seemed to be broken, and even after I pressed a few times, there was no reaction.

I scratched my head and thought of a way. I looked around Little Tang Wei's house and took out a candle. I put the candle by her nose.

After a person died, they would not be able to breathe. However, because the soul was near the corpse, the flames would move back and forth, sometimes even turning green. This was taught to me by others when I was giving my foster-grandpa a funeral.

However, the Little Tang Wei today was very strange, because the candles had not changed at all.

I withdrew the candle and thought: It seems that the soul of the Little Tang Wei is also gone. This was truly strange. How come her soul was gone as well?

At that moment, I suddenly had a feeling that the problem was not outside, but inside the room. We should not go outside to find the soul of the Mr. Zhao, we should first overturn this house.

Just as I was about to call Xia Xin over, I suddenly heard a hoarse voice, "Ah, Eldest Nephew …"

I shivered in fright and turned my head, but there was no one behind me.

But the voice continued, "Eldest Nephew, do you want to come?"

Trembling, I asked, "Who? Second Uncle, is that you? "

The voice chuckled, "Are you coming? We are one out of three. "

My head buzzed, and I spun around, staring at the TV. I saw the three mahjong players turn their heads in unison.

One of them was the Mr. Zhao, the other was the Uncle Tang, and the third was the Little Tang Wei. They didn't seem to recognize me anymore as they smiled at me strangely.

Through the TV screen, I felt a cold breath wrap around me.