"Hurry up, can we still leave?" The two of them rested for a while, and the thought of Xiaoya's screams made people cringe.

"What are you doing, urging me to die? Let's smoke a pack of cigarettes before leaving." After saying this, Lao Wu took out another cigarette.

"Second uncle is still inside. If we can't catch up with them, let's not think about going out again. Besides, there is that woman, waiting for you to heroically save the beauty."

When Lao Wu heard this, he was stunned and put the cigarettes that had been knocked around a few times back into the cigarette case. He stood up unsteadily. His calves were already swollen and were as thick as his thighs.

The two of them were in a rectangular hole, as big as a basketball court. The hole was natural, and there were protrusions of rocks on the top of the hole, but square tomb bricks were laid around and under the feet.

"What's in front of me? I saw it when I was just smoking. It looked like there was a big box."

"Then you didn't tell me earlier." Xie Fei glanced at Old Wu complainingly, but the bottom of the tomb was so dark that no expression could be seen at all.

"Go over and take a look." Xie Fei lit up the lighter and started walking forward. When he got closer, he let out a breath of cold air and saw that there was actually a coffin inside.

"Hey, I finally found the rightful owner." Old Wu was as happy as if he had found a treasure.

The coffin is quite luxuriously made. Gold bars as thick as your thumb are cast in a criss-cross pattern on the surface like tree branches. Not far away, there are fist-sized pine jade embedded in the coffin. The coffin is cushioned on four huge wooden piers, and the surface is also

It was coated with fire paint that resists corrosion and moisture. The vermilion fire paint was tightly wrapped around the coffin, as if dyed with blood. It was as bright as fire. Even though it had passed a thousand years, the coffin was not seriously corroded.

"Oh, I'm going to make a fortune now. Just digging out this gold would weigh 180 kilograms."

Xie Fei wholeheartedly agreed with his point of view. The owner of the tomb was too rich. While he was happy, Xie Fei mentally calculated how many Mercedes-Benzes he would need to exchange for.

"Come on, Xie Fei, come here and help. Lift the coffin board. I want to see how rich this person is." After saying this, Old Wu took off his sleeves, jumped on the wooden pier, and went forward to lift the coffin.

plate.

Xie Fei looked at Old Wu's posture, then glanced at the log block under Old Wu's feet and suddenly realized something, "Wait, don't move."

"It's okay. I'm robbing the rich and giving to the poor. This guy is definitely not a good person to show off like this."

"How do you know you're not a nice person?"

"Good people can be so rich. You see, those who are rich and powerful now do well on the surface, but what they do behind the scenes."

"I know." Xie Fei glanced at the golden coffin again. The surface of the red lacquer was as bright as blood. In the weak light of the lighter, there was a strange blood red color. "But what if the person buried in it is not... a person...

." Xie Fei said tremblingly.

"What is not a human being?" Old Wu suddenly felt cold all over after hearing this.

"Ghost...bad..."

"What...what, Gui Cha."

"The ghost messenger is like a housekeeper in the human world. He specializes in handling money for the Lord of Hell. Tell the Lord of Hell that I have bought this land. If you want to bury people, please find another place."

"Then he should be a human being. How could he not be a human being?"

"Because those who do 'ghost errands' are dead people."

"What's the meaning."

"A living person cannot reach the underworld. The only way to see the Lord of Hell is to die, which is to dig the dead people out of their graves."

"Is that it? What's there to be afraid of? If you explain it later, you still have to enter the four and a half inches."

"I haven't finished speaking yet. Nothing is as simple as you think. Do you think any corpse can be used? Besides, how can rich people trust outsiders? So since ancient times, most of the 'ghosts'

'They were all made by the emperors, generals and ministers themselves. After they selected their own tomb site, they would choose a domestic slave who was loyal to them. Their facial features would be filled with lead, and their eyelids, lips, and auricles would be cut off, which meant that they should not be buried in the palace.

Don’t watch what you shouldn’t see, don’t say what you shouldn’t say, and don’t listen when you shouldn’t listen.

After doing this, throw the person who has not yet expired into the earthen jar, seal it with wax and bury it under the chosen grave site. Wait until the next year's Ghost Festival, when the cycle of hell begins, and then take out the earthen jar and find it.

Gui Cha's family members knelt down together with the owner of the tomb, and they knelt down non-stop.

He also said, "I have taken care of your family as promised, please tell me what I want to know." If the urn can automatically split at this time, and the ghost inside can stand up and look around again, it means that

The matter is feasible. The Lord of Hell has agreed to your request. If there is no movement in the urn, it means that the matter has not been successful. The slave is ashamed of his master and has no shame to come back to meet his master.

Generally speaking, the inside of the earthenware urn neither follows the wind nor the water. It is impossible for corpses to be dissected in a relatively closed environment. They are all people who have become moldy and hairy. They are dug out and the tomb owner buries them with heavy rites.

, put them in a coffin and raise them up, so they cannot receive the earth's energy and keep them in their original state forever."

"What, you mean...they...are rice dumplings." After hearing this, Lao Wu was so shocked that he almost sat down on the ground. He thought to himself, no wonder they are so rich. They spend their money wisely and they die well, so why don't you give it to them?

If you dig it out, if you don't serve it well, I will sue you in front of the Lord of Hell. No matter how rich you are, it will be useless. But when I thought about it, I almost knocked on the coffin board of a thousand-year-old rice dumpling. My legs were so frightened that my legs became weak, and I hurriedly knelt down.

"Tie" in front of the coffin, "tie" and kowtow.

Xie Fei felt heartbroken when he saw it, and thought to himself how hard this head must be. He probably wouldn't kowtow so hard to his ancestors.

"Old ancestor, I, Old Wu, have been blinded. I shouldn't disturb your purity. You are my uncle and my ancestor. You don't care about the faults of others. I have changed my mind. I will never disturb you again.

"Sleep well in there and don't come out. My old Wu's life is worthless. If I dirty your hands again, my life will not be worth it..." Before Old Wu could finish his words, he heard "

, squeaked.

Old Wu jumped up in fright and hugged Xie Fei tightly with both hands. If his legs weren't so swollen that he couldn't lift them up, his legs would probably have to be wrapped around Xie Fei's body.

"Just now, you must have made the sound..."

"no."

"If it wasn't you, who could it be?"

"Could it be that the coffin board has moved?" The two of them felt nervous again. Xie Fei secretly scolded Old Wu for being so open-mouthed that he was so afraid of what he said and what he said would come to him.

"Go over and take a look." Xie Fei slapped away Old Wu's hands around his neck.

"I won't go, you go."

"You just said that he is your uncle and your ancestor. Your uncle and your ancestors will not do anything to you. Besides, it has nothing to do with me if you want to lift someone else's coffin."

"Can you not say it? What if he hears it again?" Old Wu was sweating profusely, fearing that he would lift the coffin board and let him hear it again.

"Give me the lighter and I'll go."

Xie Fei handed the lighter to Old Wu's hand. The moment he touched it, he felt that Old Wu was trembling again.

Lao Wu hit "Pah." "Pah." twice, but no flames came out. Then he cursed: "Damn it, why can't you make a fire?" He regretted it as soon as he said the curse, and the sound of the next few words came out.

The little one hummed like a fly, fearing that it would hear it again and think that he was an uneducated child.

Xie Fei felt aggrieved for a while after hearing this, and scolded Old Wu for being useless. Why did his second uncle ask me to guard the entrance of the cave with him? He might as well have let me hold a piggy and guard the entrance of the cave.

"Don't be afraid, he is your ancestor, maybe he just wants to see you."

"I will kiss your ancestors." Lao Wu cursed secretly in his heart, but he said "Amitabha." It really worked for him. After another blow, the lighter actually lit with a "pop".

Lao Wu still hesitated to move forward with the lighter in his hand.

"It's okay, it's okay. You have no voice now." Xie Fei comforted Old Wu bit by bit as if he wanted to educate his own children.

Old Wu glanced back at Xie Fei again. Xie Fei understood Old Wu's thoughts and stood there giving Old Wu a firm look.
Chapter completed!