"Third Aunt, you also know that I want that thing back. But I only want it back because it belongs to our eldest brother. If that thing is really evil, just give it back to me, and I will

I don’t necessarily want it...but I really don’t understand what you’re talking about about retribution. Could it be that the death of my parents is related to that thing?”

After listening to Zhao Yuan's words, the third aunt once again showed a strange expression on her face.

An unusually weird atmosphere spread in the room. In the darkness, Zhao Yuan saw the third aunt's slightly scrutinizing eyes shining slightly: "You really don't know what that is?"

Zhao Yuan shook her head, vaguely remembering that her father fled with her and her third uncle ten years ago with a box. Later, her father died and the box appeared in the hands of her third uncle. Zhao Yuan naturally thought that her third uncle had robbed her father's things.

As for what was in the box, she really didn't know.

The third aunt looked at her hesitantly for a while, and finally said slowly: "That's..."

"Mom! Don't tell her!"

Just when Zhao Yuan was only one step away from the truth, Zhao Zhuofeng suddenly appeared in front of the door.

He was originally supposed to be keeping vigil in the mourning hall, holding a plain lamp in his hand, his serious face dark and unclear.

But the third aunt looked at him with unusually indifferent eyes, and showed an extremely sarcastic smile: "You are so rare for that kind of thing? I said your dad has never been a greedy person, how come he suddenly suffered retribution? It turns out that the greedy person is

you!"

"You..." Zhao Zhuofeng's face tightened, unable to hide his embarrassment, but he hurriedly ran away under his mother's sharp gaze, "I don't even know what you are talking about."

Zhao Yuan didn't understand the meaning of the third aunt's words, but when she saw her slowly tightening her hands into fists, she suddenly felt a little uneasy.

Could it be that the death of the third uncle is related to Zhao Zhuofeng?

The son killed his biological father?

How is this possible?!

But the sadness and regret in the third aunt's eyes could no longer be concealed. Zhao Yuan really wanted to guess that she was wrong, but...

After a long time, the third aunt calmed down from her grief, turned on the lights in the room, closed the guest room door, sat quietly on the small sofa opposite Zhao Yuan, and wiped away her tears.

"It's a finger. A finger. Do you understand?"

Zhao Yuan looked at the third aunt in confusion. Suddenly, she saw the third aunt suddenly raised her eyes, looked at her directly, and said word by word: "The devil's fingers can satisfy the greed of mortals. You

Do you understand?"

So, the Zhao family’s treasure is a finger?

It's actually a finger?

Zhao Yuan looked at the third aunt in disbelief, but the third aunt said: "If you don't believe it, pay close attention to Zhuo Feng's hands tomorrow. I think you will soon understand how scary those fingers are."

After the third aunt said this, she left the room. Only then did Zhao Yuan realize that of all the things that had happened in the past ten years, the third aunt would not really tell her, but let her experience it by herself.

As expected, that night Zhao Yuan heard the same roar as ten years ago, and the roar like a wild beast filled the entire courtyard.

But Third Aunt and Zhao Zhuofeng behaved extremely calmly, as if they were already familiar with this voice.

She stood in the corridor and hugged Zhao Zhuoyang, who was shaking all over, and asked him curiously: "Is this the same night every day?"

"No...but most of the time..."

The third uncle's family has gradually accepted all this, but apparently their youngest son has not yet.

Zhao Yuan hugged his shoulders and was speechless for a while. After returning to the room, she could not fall asleep again.

She always felt that in this darkness, in the room, there was a pair of eyes staring at her eagerly, a pair of eyes as ferocious as wild wolves...

For the next few days, Zhao Yuan stayed here, but she felt like she was living in a terrifying forest. The sound of roaring beasts kept coming every night. She had insomnia all night long, but the third aunt and Zhao Zhuofeng had become accustomed to it. Other than that,

, Zhao Yuan also deliberately observed Zhao Zhuofeng's fingers. His right index finger had lost its function, but the third aunt said that the devil was possessing his index finger, which meant greed.

At the same time, the third aunt suspected that her eldest son had seen through the family's way of making money, took away the index finger of Desire, and killed his father.

"There will definitely be another disaster in this family, it will definitely happen."

Every night, the third aunt would always sit next to her and say something like this. On the day of the funeral, the third aunt also told Zhao Yuan that such evil things had actually been in the Zhao family for many years, and had always been inherited by the Zhao family, unless the eldest family member

If an accident or change occurs, this evil finger can be passed on to someone else to inherit.

If it hadn't been for the accident ten years ago, maybe this finger would still be in Zhao Yuan's family today. Even if Zhao Yuan's father was killed, she should inherit it.

"So... it used to be that the eldest brother made money and shared it with the other brothers and sisters?"

When Zhao Yuan asked this question, the third aunt nodded.

Zhao Zhuofeng walked in front holding his father's photo. The third aunt and Zhao Yuan were not far away, but the conversation was not loud. Zhao Zhuofeng might not be able to hear it clearly. The third aunt said bluntly: "Yes. But something happened to your father and others."

After that, there was a break for a long time until we were left with nothing..."

Zhao Yuan carefully recalled the past events and found that what her third aunt said was right. Since that incident ten years ago, all the money in the family had disappeared. Zhao Yuan had always thought that these things had also been taken away by her third uncle, but that day

After listening to Third Aunt's narration, Zhao Yuan realized that Third Uncle had not taken away those things, otherwise Third Uncle would not have been forced to use the power of the evil finger in poverty. After all, he had struggled before.

"Third Aunt, did Third Uncle never tell you how what happened ten years ago?"

The third aunt shook her head: "Sometimes nightmares will mention some details, but they are all about the process of escaping. He is very scared and often suffers from insomnia. That is his most painful memory. But I heard him say that as long as he controls his

If you are greedy, nothing big will happen. Even if something happens, it will not happen.

It will only kill him but not hurt innocent people... So maybe he doesn't understand how what happened ten years ago. Xiaoyuan, if you want to know the truth, you can think about it for yourself. What happened to your father?

What kind of wish did you make that cost so many lives?"

Zhao Yuan was completely shocked by the third aunt's words.

It was her father's greed that caused the deaths of so many people, but she remembered that her father did not particularly care about money, which also confused her.

However, Zhao Yuan's memory of death brought great help to Jiang Xinyou and the others.

"This matter is related to the demon god, which is the information revealed by the Pluto Emperor, but as far as I know, exchanging lives for money is more like the Pluto Emperor's method." Situ Jinfeng frowned and analyzed, "But the Pluto Emperor did not kill innocent people indiscriminately.

He likes to do face-to-face transactions and never gives anything to pray for wishes, not to mention he has no reason to do so."

"The demon god knows this, so he wants to imitate the Hades Emperor?"

"It is possible. The finger has existed in the Zhao family for a long time, and the Pluto Emperor may not have negotiated terms of exchange with humans for a long time. Maybe the demon god thought that he could control humans on behalf of the Pluto Emperor, so he created this kind of finger to satisfy human wishes.

However, the demon god's ambition should not be just that. With the demon god's personality, it may create thousands of such fingers to satisfy people's greed and take away their lives at the same time." Situ Jinfeng said word by word,

"Maybe there are other reasons for this."

"What if the demon god doesn't have the ability to create so many fingers? Or, for some reason, it can only use this one finger to kill people?"

Jiang Yi raised a question, which also caused Jiang Xinyou to think deeply: "That's right. The demon god was once injured by the female snail stone in the demon's body. Who knows what skills the demon god will have left after being backlashed by the divine power."

Seeing Jiang Xinyou's eyes light up, Jiang Yi quickly asked: "Little sister, did you think of something?"

"Yes." Jiang Xinyou said confidently, "Maybe after the demon god is injured, this finger is the only one left that can change some money and property."

"What about the killing?" Ning Xiaoguai asked in confusion, "What is the purpose of the ten years of mass killing?"

Jiang Xinyou and Jiang Yi continued to turn their attention to Zhao Yuan and the others: "I am afraid that the answer to this can only be found from Zhao Yuan's death memory."

Zhao Yuan's death memory seems to span many time periods, but in reality it lasts only a moment.

Therefore, even if they spend their time here, Jiang Xinyou and others do not have to worry that the demon god will appear at this time, and they are more willing to find out the ins and outs of the matter.

At this time, Zhao Yuan's third uncle had been buried, but her third aunt was standing in the crowd, her indifferent eyes restored again, watching indifferently like a stranger.

Zhao Yuan felt that she could understand her. She had been tortured and frightened for ten years. Maybe they had experienced not only the roaring sounds lingering in the middle of the night, but also other terrifying stone walls. For example, ten years ago, they were inexplicably killed in Shanhe District.

The creatures chased her, not even a shadow could be seen, and the relatives she was familiar with were torn into pieces.

But what exactly happened ten years ago that made my father make a bold wish to have all his tribe members massacred?

When leaving the cemetery, Zhao Yuan had been uneasy, and suddenly she heard the third aunt standing next to her say: "At that time, your mother was sick, wasn't she?"

Zhao Yuan suddenly came to her senses, was the third aunt talking about ten years ago?

Wait, my mother was indeed ill ten years ago, but didn't she die before the massacre?

The third aunt showed strange eyes again and looked Zhao Yuan up and down: "Do you know what kind of disease your mother had at that time?"

"I only know that her eyes have not been very good, and then she also had some cardiovascular problems..."

She really couldn't remember what happened ten years ago. She remembered that her mother's health had always been poor, but the family's financial conditions saved her life, but then...

Hearing their conversation, Jiang Xinyou couldn't help but murmur: "If Qian Shuang were with us, we might be able to figure out the cause of Zhao Yuan's mother's illness."
Chapter completed!