After leaving the mass grave, the man said nothing, but just led the way in front of him. I followed silently, with many questions in my mind but couldn't find the opportunity to ask. In the end, there was no choice but to pull Zhang Xinya into the indirect understanding of the situation.

After all, this is my only acquaintance, although I can't see through this acquaintance now.

When we met, many things were revealed.

After all, it was a complete mistake for her to come here.

The man was Zhang Xinya's uncle, named Zhang Daoxuan, and was a real Taoist priest. To be honest, Zhang Xinya is also a well-off Xuanmen family. Influenced by her uncle, she knows more or less unknown methods.

Last night, she used some "tips" that her uncle taught her to make me die. However, although she was born in such a family, she was similar to me. She heard a lot about ghosts and gods but never really saw them. Last night, the big girl was in the head of a sedan chair. She was so scared that she contacted her uncle as soon as possible after escaping.

It happened that her uncle happened to be doing business in Taiyuan and soon found her.

According to Zhang Xinya, after seeing her situation, her uncle looked particularly serious. Without explanation, he pulled her up and went to the store. At that time, I was driven away by the ghost messenger. Her uncle was also very capable and pinched a paper crane with yellow paper. The paper crane led them all over the world until... he chased them to the mass grave!

"Who knows you're that little devil?"

Speaking of this, Zhang Xinya was still indignant and rolled her eyes fiercely to me, saying unhappy: "I almost scared me!"

She probably recalled the behavior she could only describe last night as "hard" and felt a little embarrassed. She gave me a fierce look, her face turned red, and she was embarrassed to say anything more.

As for why she could see me, she didn't even know that, and she asked her uncle, but the other party refused to say it.

We have already gone down the mountain after talking.

At the foot of the mountain, a red off-road vehicle was parked, which was Zhang Xinya's car.

After getting in the car, Zhang Daoxuan leaned on the seat and rested for a while. Finally, he spoke, turned his head and said to me, "Why did you become like this yourself? You should have some guesses in your heart, right? Tell me carefully, don't miss it at all."

I nodded, and after a little bit of my thoughts, I started from Grandpa Xing Wei’s strange things, and then to the Qihe Tomb, and even the things that were stuck on me, everything was explained clearly.

Zhang Daoxuan kept listening silently and didn't ask questions. After I finished speaking, he closed his eyes and felt like he was asleep, his breathing was very even.

"senior?"

I tried to shout, and when I saw his eyelids move, I hurriedly asked, "What the hell is going on?"

"Ghost Makeup."

Zhang Daoxuan said without opening his eyes: "Also called ghost painting skin. It is painted on ghosts. Ghosts wear human skin and are not afraid of the sun. The blue sky and the sun can harm people, but if they are painted on living people..."

Speaking of this, his thin lips were tugged, as if he was smiling.

My heart was thrust by his expression and asked, "What will happen if you paint it on a living person?"

"That's the Living Dead!"

Zhang Daoxuan opened his eyes and sneered: "Half dead and half alive, they are living people during the day and dead at night. If they can't wipe them off for 49 days, they will always be dead!"

I felt my heart twitching when I heard this. This was the first time I heard about this kind of evil thing. Looking at Zhang Daoxuan again, the already handsome face shone with holy light in my eyes. I just had two small wings behind my back. I looked like a savior. I asked with hope: "In other words, if I wipe it off within 49 days, can I still live?"

Zhang Daoxuan didn't say anything. I felt very nervous. I felt my throat was a little dry. I smashed it and said, "Senior, you must save me."

"Obe obedient can lead to survival."

Zhang Daoxuan only said these four words, pointed to the front, and said expressionlessly: "Sign up the way, let's go to that tomb to take a look."

I would like to ask a few more questions, but unfortunately, Zhang Daoxuan refused to say anything more, but with his promise, it works better than any magic pill. The word "can live" seems to have become a kind of belief and made me feel much more relaxed.

It was already dusk when I returned to the Qihe Tomb.

Under the sunset, a layer of conspicuous blood appeared on the tomb pile. The whole tomb changed drastically. The tomb pile was covered with earth as red as blood, and it was very loose!

"Someone has touched this tomb!"

I exclaimed, and walked around Qihe Tomb several times, looking at Zhang Daoxuan as if asking for help, and said, "I was not like this when I came here, the tomb soil was turned over!"

Zhang Daoxuan lined up me with one hand and walked quickly towards the grave pile. He pinched a pinch of soil on the grave and placed it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it gently. Then he took out three small yellow flags from his wide sleeve and inserted them on the grave. Then he sat down on the grave, muttering something in his mouth, and didn't know what he was saying.

Click!

Without any warning, three small flags broke in half.

Zhang Daoxuan's face was extremely solemn, his eyes flashed with brilliance, and he carefully looked at the Qihe Tomb, as if he was recognizing the tomb.

Not long after, he slowly spit out three words: "Please ask for the ancestors!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xinya immediately took out a wooden box from the trunk, as if it was something extremely important. She was placed on her head with a pious expression and respectfully delivered it to Zhang Daoxuan.

I pulled my neck and looked at it. I was very curious about this thing. I saw Zhang Daoxuan solemnly bowing to the wooden box three times before opening it. It wrapped an object in yellow cloth. After disassembling the yellow cloth, it was a black ancient sword, which looked like a close-fitting sword in the Wuyue area in the pre-Qin period. It should be made of bronze, but it was covered with rust on it. One side was carved with flowers, birds, fish, insects, birds and beasts, and the other side was some strange patterns, which seemed to be cloud patterns, but when pieced together, it seemed to form human shapes, some meditate, some stood, and different shapes.

Li Daoxuan held the sword, his wide robe roar was roaring, and his head was full of black hair, and he felt a sense of time and space. He really didn't look like a person from this era. He focused on the ancient sword for a moment, and pointed to the sword, but his fingers were not broken, but he left a shocking blood mark on it. The ancient sword also turned strangely red. The next moment, he shouted lightly and stabbed the sword in his hand into the grave.

I held my breath and looked at all in front of me. I clearly saw or heard any noise, but Li Daoxuan was like he was hit hard, and the ancient sword was bounced out in an instant. He took the sword and retreated continuously, his face turned pale.

"Look, the grave is bleeding!"

Zhang Xinya exclaimed in a burst of voice, pointing to the place where the grave had just been stabbed by a sword, as if a transparent hole was opened on a person's body. Black and red sticky blood "gudong" surged out from inside, and a fishy smell was spreading, with a scent of blood in the rotten stench, just like the smell in many workshops making duck blood.

"Let's go!"

Zhang Daoxuan sighed lightly, wrapped the ancient sword again and put it in the wooden box. It was very simple and he left without looking back.

"senior……"

I hurriedly chased after me, and hesitated for a long time before asking, "Is this over? The matter...is solved?"

I was not sure about the situation. They said a lot about me, but in the end they were finished "pop" all at once? But if I had to say it, the blood flowing out of the grave was real. Zhang Daoxuan's sword seemed to have killed something.

Zhang Daoxuan shook his head gently and said a few words to me in a rare way: "You can hardly imagine the degree of danger of this matter. You just tempted it. You know the depth and should not be too entangled, otherwise you will be in vain. I need to make some preparations. Only in this way can you and Xinya have to solve the problem of your affairs."

After saying this, he suddenly looked at me, his eyes were very strange, and he said softly: "This is the one who killed you. It sent a little ghost to trouble you. The ultimate goal is to let you return to this tomb. Who asked you to take its things? The ghost painted skin, who can only wipe it. There are too many painting methods. Different painting methods have different solutions. I am afraid that you will die immediately. From your symptoms alone, no one can tell what painting method it uses."

This is not the first time I have heard the saying "take something", but after thinking about it, I really don't know what I have taken. From the beginning to the end, I just moved a shovel on the grave, and at most I took away some dirt. No matter how fierce the things in the tomb are, wouldn't they kill anyone for this?

I knew that there must be hidden information in this. I asked Zhang Daoxuan, but he didn't say it. He was so secretive about it, just like the ferryman, as if he would cause trouble if he said it.

I had no choice but to give up and ask Zhang Xinya’s question again, which was even more mysterious. I really don’t understand how to get in touch with her. She has never been to this Qihe Tomb. Could it be that I can get in touch with me just because I sprayed my face with blood?

"This is not your problem..."

Zhang Daoxuan shook his head and sighed, glanced at Zhang Xinya not far away, with a connection in his eyes, and said softly: "You are just a fuse, and you have to come. If you want to blame, you can only blame this child for being too hard."

As we talked, we got into the car.

"Go back to Taiyuan first."

He arranged this way: "Take me to your classmate's house tomorrow to check it out. I need to confirm some things again."

"What about tonight?"

What I care more about is this. I glanced at the sky. The sunset was half covered by the mountain. It was about to set. It made me feel a little panicked and said, "I won't be able to..."

"What do you think?"

Zhang Daoxuan interrupted me directly, smiling and said, "You and I will do something tonight, and there is still a matter that has not been settled. It is just right for you, so I will treat it as the reward for helping you solve the problem."

I became even more vulnerable when I heard this.

Yes, not only do you become a paper man, but you also have to take the initiative to cause trouble!

With Zhang Daoxuan like this, what can he do? He is designated to provoke someone to death!

But I was still trying to survive, but I didn't even dare to mention the word "rejection". I could only pray that I would be safe tonight...

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