King Tomb Raiders

Chapter 111: A cold back

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In this way, with the help of Ling'er, I gently penetrated Ma Huiyuan's door and walked in.

Ling'er hugged Xiao Jiu, followed closely behind.

We are like ghosts at this moment, walking directly through the wall and entering Ma Huiyuan's house. Of course, Ma Huiyuan can't see us.

The main purpose of my coming here is to figure out one thing, that is, what is going on with that threatening letter

After entering the house, I did not see the situation Duanmu Lei said.

Ma Huiyuan didn't curl up in his own corpse in fear, or even showed a trace of worry. Instead, he sat at his desk extremely calmly, writing something on it.

I looked at his back, and I was puzzled, what's the matter

I looked back at Ling'er, Ling'er also looked confused, and obviously didn't know what Ma Huiyuan was doing.

In this way, with my stomach full of doubts, I took my steps and slowly approached Ma Huiyuan.

When I got closer, when I saw what Ma Huiyuan was doing, my body was taken aback, and I couldn't help letting out a burst of exclamation.

"what!"

"En?" Ma Huiyuan seemed to notice a sudden flash of yin behind him, and turned his head subconsciously. Of course, all he saw was his empty room, and he didn't see anyone.

I secretly sighed, I was too excited just now.

Ling'er glanced at me with a vengeful look. If she hadn't used her spiritual power to control my figure, I guess I would have been seen directly.

I smiled embarrassedly at Ling'er, and then faced Ma Huiyuan's back, my face looked ugly again.

This guy is not doing anything else, he is cutting his finger and writing a threatening book on a piece of white paper.

Yes, a piece of white paper with a few big characters written in bright red blood.

"Take your life at night!"

I was puzzled, "Why is this?"

Duan Mulei said that Ma Huiyuan was threatened, but now he is hiding in his room writing a threatening book

So was the intimidation book he received before he also wrote it himself? But why does he want to do this

My heart trembled, and I felt a chill behind my back.

This is so ironic!

The threatened person is the one who wrote the threatening book? I was thinking about these things in a daze, thinking secretly in my heart, where is the problem? Why does Ma Huiyuan want to do this? There is no plausibility, I don't have a clue at all.

Just as I was hesitant to show up and ask Ma Huiyuan in person, suddenly Ma Huiyuan's door was knocked.

I saw that Ma Huiyuan's body was obviously taken aback, and then he quickly hid the piece of paper on the table, and then jumped to the **, then curled up on the head of the bed, whispering softly,

"Who?"

Two middle-aged men with kind-faced faces walked outside the door, who seemed to be Ma Huiyuan's parents.

The middle-aged man and the middle-aged woman walked in and looked at each other. Their eyes were full of worry, but I could see that even though they were worried, they didn't dare to come close.

It was a kind of worry that Ma Huiyuan would be irritated if he rashly approached, not that he was afraid of Ma Huiyuan.

Just listen to the middle-aged man whispering, "Yuan'er, are you hungry? I haven't eaten for a day, I asked your mother to make your favorite egg fried rice, can I bring it in for you?"

The middle-aged man's tone was very gentle, even sounded a little humble, and his demeanor was also very gentle, trying to ensure that he did not stimulate Ma Huiyuan.

However, Ma Huiyuan shook his head stubbornly without empathy, and hid his hands under the quilt.

The middle-aged man and the middle-aged woman looked at each other and stood there blankly, knowing what was wrong.

Seeing this scene, I made up my mind and walked quickly to Ma Huiyuan's desk.

"brother?"

Linger was taken aback for a moment, obviously didn't know what I was going to do? But without hesitation, I stretched out my hand and drew out the blood book that Ma Huiyuan was still writing just now, and let it float on the ground.

Of course, in their eyes, all this is just a piece of paper floating out of the drawer out of thin air.

Ma Huiyuan saw this scene, his body shook suddenly, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

But the piece of paper was controlled by me, and it floated directly under the feet of the middle-aged man.

"This?" The middle-aged man was taken aback for a moment, and subconsciously picked up the piece of paper and took a look at it. Suddenly, his hands trembled.

"This, this is?" The middle-aged man widened his eyes, "What is this? Didn't I burn this piece of paper?"

The middle-aged woman next to me saw this scene, pondered for a while, and shook her head decisively, "No, no, this piece of paper is wrong! This piece of paper is not the original one, this is a new piece of paper."

"Huh?" The middle-aged man's hand holding the paper trembled suddenly. Then, his eyes widened and he stared at Ma Huiyuan incredulously and asked, "Yuan'er? What's going on? Why is your drawer? Here, will there be such a thing?"

Ma Huiyuan lowered his head, refused to finish, and kept shrinking under the quilt.

My pupils shrank suddenly, and I noticed that something was hidden in the quilt.

"..." I remained motionless and continued to watch the scene before me.

The middle-aged man seemed to have come to understand what was going on. He looked trembling, and walked towards Ma Huiyuan step by step, and said angrily, "What am I asking you? What is going on? This thing is Didn't you write it? What did you use to write it?"

Ma Huiyuan lowered his head and said nothing.

Ling'er stood behind me and whispered, "So fierce."

I nodded silently, yes, Linger was right, so fierce. The last second was clearly a fatherly appearance, how could it look like domestic violence would be coming in the next second

However, I can understand.

The middle-aged woman behind her hurriedly pulled the middle-aged man, "Runzhi, don't get excited, listen to the child."

Obviously, the mother is still more towards the child.

But the middle-aged man obviously doesn't have that great patience anymore. He was angrily bullfighting, and shouted at Ma Huiyuan: "What am I asking you? Did you write this? What did you write? Hold out your hand!"

Ma Huiyuan did not move, still bowing his head.

I watched him silently, my body was ready.

Seeing Ma Huiyuan did not respond, the middle-aged man trembled with anger and stretched out his hand to pull the quilt on Ma Huiyuan. Ma Huiyuan pulled his quilt tightly to prevent the middle-aged man from lifting the quilt.

"I'll let you take your hand out!" the middle-aged man shouted with red eyes.

"Runzhi, calm down." The woman behind her pulled the middle-aged man.

For a while, the room was in chaos. The middle-aged man pulled the quilt on Ma Huiyuan's body hard, and Ma Huiyuan pressed the quilt with his body to prevent the middle-aged man from pulling the quilt away from him. The middle-aged woman was pulling the middle-aged man behind, and she was puzzled. How could her husband, who was very calm just now, suddenly become so excited

I stared coldly at the scene in the room. In fact, everything was caused by that piece of paper.

When the room was in chaos, Ma Huiyuan suddenly let go. The middle-aged man felt Ma Huiyuan’s strength loosened. He thought Ma Huiyuan had given up resistance, so he tried his best to take the whole quilt directly from Ma Huiyuan. Lifted up.

At this moment, a cold light flashed, and it went straight to the middle-aged man's abdomen.

"Be careful!"

The middle-aged woman exclaimed, her eyes full of fear and disbelief, because what she saw was her son, with blood in his hands and holding a sharp fruit knife, stab at her father straightforwardly. go with.

"What the hell is going on?" The woman's heart was bursting, she had no time to stop all of this, so she had to watch this scene happen in front of her.

At this moment, my body moved, and with a flash of light, I flashed directly to Ma Huiyuan's side.

"Patter!"

I slapped off the fruit knife in Ma Huiyuan's hand, and at the same time, punched a piece of spiritual power into the back of Ma Huiyuan's head.

Ma Huiyuan's figure was stunned for a moment, and then fell into the ground.

The middle-aged man also recovered from his horror. He squatted down on the ground, panting with big mouth, and was speechless for a while, but looked at his son who had fainted and the one on the ground with a surprised look. A fruit knife. Then, silently raised his hand, stared at the palm of his hand, and muttered,

"What happened to me just now..."

The middle-aged woman cried silently aside.

I walked quietly behind them two, and then picked up the piece of paper on the ground.

There are a few large characters written in bright red blood on the paper,

"I will kill you tonight!"

I:"… "

So is it like this

An invisible blue flame burned in the palm of my hand, burning the paper in my hand to ashes.

I turned my head and nodded to Ling'er, motioning for us to go out first.

Ling'er glanced at the messy room, frowning slightly, but still followed me obediently, then walked through the wall and left the Ma's house.

After returning to the hut opposite, Duan Mu Lei quickly walked over, "How is it? How is the situation?"

I shrugged helplessly, "It's still a little bit different from what I imagined."

"Huh?" Duanmu Lei was taken aback, and continued to ask, "Is that better than imagined or worse than imagined?"

"This, it's really hard to tell." I said quietly, "because I haven't figured out what is going on yet."

Duanmulei: "..."

"So what did you do in the past?" Duan Mulei said silently.

"Find the way for you!" I said solemnly.

"So?"

"So, you can go directly now, they are right now when they need you." I said quietly.

"Ah? Isn't it hidden?" Duan Mu Lei asked puzzledly.

"Where there is so much nonsense, I will let you go!" I glanced at Duan Mu Lei for nothing, said, and then went out with my hands behind my back.

I was in the invisible state just now, and it was not easy to show up directly, so I needed to visit again.

"This?"

Duan Mu Lei hesitated behind his back, and then followed. (End of this chapter)