My Wife is A Ghost

Chapter 12: See you uncle again

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"Where are you going?" I wished that the uncle's voice could suddenly resounded behind me, just like when he was at the foot of the mountain. But no, this time, maybe no one will come to rescue me, maybe I really died in that car accident.

I squatted down in despair! !

"Sand... Sand..." Suddenly, as I squatted down, there was a rubbing sound inside my clothes. Although the sound is very small, if it is usually not heard, but in this environment, I still hear very clearly.

This small voice was like a life-saving straw to me. I immediately stood up abruptly and put my hand into the inner pocket of my jacket.

When I drew out the noise, there was almost fire in my eyes.

"It's not an illusion, it's not an illusion, I'm not dead yet. Haha..." I was holding a map, the map that my uncle handed me personally.

So this is all true. I woke up after a car accident. I was sitting with my uncle and eating his imported snacks. He also gave me this Feng Shui pattern.

At this moment, the joy and excitement in my heart, I want to jump up to celebrate and cheer.

"Boy, what are you laughing!!!" As I was holding the map in my hand and celebrating the rest of my life, the strange and familiar voice rang again behind me. But this time the voice sounded a bit far away, and he seemed to be a little angry at his tone, because he yelled at me.

But for the appearance of this sound, I can only rejoice, and almost at the same time as the sound rang, I have already turned around.

"Uncle!!!" The master of the voice is Wang Yingzheng and Uncle Wang who I have been calling for. At this moment, he is just like me, standing outside the iron fence of the villa. While staring at him, I ran to him quickly.

Strange... I stared at the figure of the uncle, and I realized how the uncle was weird. No, or why are you so embarrassed!

The uncle who was still very energetic just now turned into a gray-headed face, his face is covered with mud, not to mention, even the neat and clean suits are all mud, in short, his whole person seems to have just crawled out of the mud. , How embarrassed to be.

Seeing this uncle look like this, the frustration in my heart instantly turned into a belly laugh. "Uncle, what's wrong with you?"

Facing my smile, the uncle was cold, and he even wanted to punch me: "How did you get here?"

Seeing the uncle, my mood is not only a lot more stable, but more importantly, I don't have to be affected by the weird atmosphere here anymore. So I did not pay attention to the uncle's words, but hurriedly walked over, took his cloth bag, and smiled and said to the uncle: "Uncle has worked hard, come in and take a rest, I will tell you slowly."

I don't know what exactly is in this uncle's cloth bag, but it doesn't feel heavy in his hand. I led the uncle towards the inside, just like the master here.

We came to the marble table under the big palm tree and sat down to tell the uncle what happened just now.

In fact, there is nothing to talk about in my situation. It's nothing more than when I found that this map was a bit unusual and was about to run to the uncle, I suddenly entered this illusion. In contrast, the process of the uncle is more thrilling and exciting.

It turned out that after hearing a shout from me, the uncle immediately turned around, but he didn't see me. Unlike me, the uncle became flustered when encountering such a sudden and supernatural event. After scanning for a week and confirming that I was not on the top of the mountain, the uncle immediately knew that something was wrong. So I carefully checked the place I just walked. Sure enough, the uncle found a clue in the place where I disappeared.

It turns out that the place I am staying now is not an illusion. It's the interior of the mountain. I didn't disappear out of thin air on the top of the mountain. According to my uncle's speculation, I was brought here after triggering some formation trap accidentally.

But no matter how the uncle was outside, he couldn't come in like me. In the end, the uncle had to use the most stupid method, and the most practical method—Foolish Old Man moved the mountain.

After some digging and tossing, this came here. (End of this chapter)