The Fatty sneered coldly beside me. "Then tell me, why did you send that bottle here? I suspect you guys also sent that damned finger. Don't tell me you're joking with us by using your own father's finger!"
I tried to stop the Fatty but failed. Sure enough, as soon as A Jin heard about the finger, his face turned deathly pale. He seemed to suddenly understand something, staring into the Fatty's eyes with an extremely embarrassed expression.
"You found my father's whereabouts and got his finger. Give it to me."
To my surprise, this guy seemed to care more about the finger than about his father's safety. The Fatty took out a box from his bosom and, with my nod of approval, handed it to A Jin. Even if A Jin hadn't asked, I would have given it to him. This thing had been examined many times, and we already knew exactly what it was.
So rather than keeping it with us as a potential threat, it was better to let A Jin take a look.
We took out the ring that Uncle A Wang always wore and handed it to his son. A Jin's hands trembled slightly. Staring at the things in the box, he suddenly knelt on the ground, his face as white as a sheet.
"Something bad has happened after all. That old fool guarded that place for so many years, but he still died."
What did he mean? I looked serious, not understanding why A Jin still insisted on hiding something from me.
"Isn't this something that everyone should be concerned about? Who on earth did Uncle go out with?"
A Jin sighed. "I don't know who it was, but I do know about this matter. My father had been working for the boss. Many years ago, he was sent by the boss to that mountainous area to conduct some research and discovered a large tomb underground."
As soon as he said this, my face stiffened instantly. What was going on? A tomb?
"Yes," A Jin nodded and said something that surprised me. It turned out that Uncle had met Yan Yan during this process.
Uncle had always been the key figure in the family. Many years ago, when Uncle wasn't as cunning as he was now, he once went to a southern village with a team.
The culture in this village was rather backward. Fortunately, although the villagers were tough, they were still simple and honest.
As long as there was money and resources, everyone could get along peacefully. The problem was that when Uncle discovered the large tomb in the mountain, there was another group of people who also found it.
Uncle was ruthless back then. Although he was young, he had the courage that a man should have. He immediately got into a dispute with the group of people who had also discovered the treasure.
In the end, of course, Uncle won. He left one person to guard the village. But when Uncle returned again, he found that all the people who had been there had disappeared.
There were about 20 people in Uncle's team who had stayed there at that time. Because this ancient tomb was extremely precious, the first team hadn't finished exploring it yet, so Uncle returned to his hometown to gather more people.
Unexpectedly, in just one month, those people who had stayed in the village seemed to have completely disappeared from the world.
Uncle didn't believe in ghosts and gods. He asked many familiar villagers, but he found that those villagers didn't recognize him at all.
Some of the villagers he had become familiar with all looked at him as if he were a stranger. Uncle was only in his thirties at that time, so he naturally had a fiery temper. He took out his knife and threatened them.
But gradually he found that these villagers really didn't know him, not that they were pretending. Uncle decided to stay in this village to continue his investigation, but unexpectedly, disaster was about to strike.
At that time, A Jin wasn't with Uncle yet. What A Jin described to us was what he had heard from Uncle later.
Uncle had stayed there for a week without any problems. Just when he thought that everything he had experienced, including the disappearance of the team, was just a dream, a change suddenly came one night.
All the villagers in the whole village turned into something else. Uncle was sleeping soundly when the knocking on the door woke him up.
Have you ever seen a skinned person? According to A Jin's description, the villagers in that village had turned from normal people into a bunch of monsters wearing human skins.
Uncle and his men were besieged by these monsters. If they hadn't been well - equipped and clearly known the entrance to the underground cave beforehand, Uncle might have been eaten alive by those monsters that day.
When the more than ten of them fled to the tomb, there were less than ten left. Uncle's team suffered heavy casualties, but they still hadn't found the group of people who had stayed in the village before.
When I heard A Jin's description, cold sweat had already seeped through my clothes. The Fatty beside me also looked rather pale.
Because it was obvious that A Jin wasn't joking. His hands trembled as he covered his father's ring, and his face was full of despair.
"Was A Jin's father one of those who guarded there?"
Wait, the Fatty seemed to have discovered something and asked seriously, "Was your father among the first batch of people who stayed there or the second batch?"
A Jin smiled bitterly. "He was in the third batch. The first batch completely disappeared without a trace, and only a few of the second batch managed to survive when the villagers turned into monsters."
At that time, Uncle, relying on these eight or nine seriously injured people, finally managed to get back underground. No one knew what kind of dangerous things had happened, but in any case, only four people came out.
These four people and Uncle were like brothers who had shared life - and - death experiences. When the four of them were about to return to the village, they found that the monsters from that night had returned to their usual simple and honest appearance.
Even though I hadn't experienced these things myself, I could imagine Uncle's surprise when he saw those monsters turn back to normal.
I wiped the sweat off my face and forced a smile. Turning to look at the Fatty behind me, I said, "Don't you think this situation is a bit similar?"
The Fatty frowned, not understanding what I meant. "What do you mean?"
I waved the amber ring. "When these people turn into monsters, they're similar to these insects."
Normally, they might be ordinary insects or specimens turned into stones, but at a certain moment, they would turn into man - eating beasts that could devour everything they disliked.
If a person was controlled by these insects, the result might be unimaginable.
I wiped the sweat off my head and forced a smile. Just as I was about to leave, my sleeve was suddenly grabbed. That guy stared into my eyes and, with a trembling hand, placed the ring in front of the two of us.
The Fatty and I both took a step back because the yellow amber on the ring was slowly twisting and deforming for some unknown reason.